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This anon know what is good, i guess i never make a ask so i'm doing now. Can u do that concept with any character (and mc of course) , may a hybrid? Idk, sorry if is confuse, a lil nsfw maybe?
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✿ 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 ✿
characters: cat!6reeze x nb!reader
warnings: fluff!!!! fluff fluff fluff fluff fluff! also modern au!
notes: wanted to take a break from writing smut and take inspiration from my own fluffy bby for this one. also @junerixi , simping for only one☝️anemo boy is an illness. i hope you recover soon😚 honkai:star rail ver can be read here!
art by Mechodes on twt
oh gods
a menace
a complete menace i say
you know that thing cats do? when they just keep a direct eye contact with you as their little fluffy paw slowly pushes your potted plant or a cup full of drink to the edge of the table while you watch hopelessly bc your hands are dirty or busy doing smt?
yeah, it’s the 5th time the flower shop owner is seeing you this week and your wallet is crying
it’s almost as if you two were sworn enemies in your past life and scaranya is out for blood
doesn’t have that much of a zoomie episodes but when he does oh boy
you better retreat into a safe place but even then you’re not safe from scaranya’s terrifying zoomie powers
he’s literally running and jumping around everywhere
the table, on top of the fridge, the curtains, on top of the washing machine, your little bookshelf - everywhere
scaranya is such a little shit (affectionately)
his preferred way of waking you up is faking puking noises and when you throw your covers off and literally zoom into the living room, he gives you a look as if saying “finally awake, you silly human slave”
sometimes he even jumps on top of your chest harshly but that’s only used if you’re oversleeping with your alarm clock snoozed for the past 20 minutes and you’re running late to work
despises baths with a burning passion
if you’re taking him anywhere a large body of water is, he’s trashing around, kicking, hissing, biting, scratching - the whole pack
after a successful bathing time, with added new scratch marks on yourself, he would not approach you until you fall asleep
after you have fell asleep, he would quietly approach your sleeping figure and give small, shy licks to the angry red scratches he caused as if apologizing for being so aggressive
hates rainy days too, especially the ones with thunder and lightning
jumps up 5 ft into the air if a thunder strikes and runs into your lap, shaking small body curling into himself with all of his cockiness and pride out the window
scaranya appreciates you greatly but he’s just a bit too bad at communicating and so he shows his affection by lapping up the scratches he gave you
“scaranya, aren’t you gonna go out to the back garden and play with the rest? it’s nice outside today”
hmph! what do you mean by play with the rest of the cats? he’s a royal! he’s superior! scaranya has never heard of such bullshit befor- oh! a bird! must. catch!
scaranya and miao gets into fights sometimes and whenever you separate them, scaranya goes to sulk in the corner of the house silently
until you go over to him with a sigh and pick him up gently, he doesn’t even resist - just choosing to simply curl his tail around your wrist
a solid 9/10 kitty if he would just stop being a tsundere
art by Mechodes on twt
miao acts more like a guard dog than a cat sometimes
the smallest out of all the kitties yet also the strongest one. honestly the sheer amount of times miao has taken down a wild dog 10 times his size just keeps giving you more and more heart attack
doesn’t get zoomies, if anything he stops the other kitties’ zoomies if they go a bit too far - which most of the times escalate into scaranya and miao fighting
cleanse the land house through slaughter bug hunting
a sweet baby
miao’s preferred way of waking you up is to silently sit on your side of the bed and stare until you get that feeling of being watched and wake up to 2 piercing yellow eyes just staring holes into your soul
yes, you have yelled and fell off of your bed many times due to that
you found little miao at a dark alleyway, covered in blood and barely on the brink of death with his tiny paws twitching constantly
grew up malnourished on the streets with his 4 siblings dying out one by one, so due to that miao’s body is very small and he’s extremely territorial with you - his one and only sweet human
always leaves his scent on you by rubbing his head around your ankles
miao is indifferent when it comes to taking a bath, unlike scaranya, and he can be very obedient as well
when rubbing soap into his legs and washing his paws he would stretch out his limbs to make it easier for you to wash him - anything to lessen the load of his favorite human
he also seems to like your co-worker, zhongli a lot
one time you came home with zhongli due to a deadline of a great project coming closer and upon seeing him, miao immediately jumped into his lap, purring lowly, rubbing his head on zhongli’s hand
yes your heart broke at the betrayal and yes miao apologized with a dead rat in his mouth
but if it’s any other guests you’re bringing home, then miao would either get on top of the fridge and simply watch or hiss at the guest
oddly likes being in high places
one time, you made him a small necklace-collar thingy out of a few pearls and he wears that with pride, chest puffed out (a replica of his necklace)
loves sleeping on the lower parts of your bed at night. it’s soft, fluffy and he can keep an eye on you and keep you safe so it’s a win-win in miao’s book
“miao-miao, do you wanna come with me to the back garden to pick up the tomatoes?”
before you can even finish your question he’s already at the back door, staring at you expectantly with his tail thumping slowly against the floorboards
thanks to miao and kazunya your house will never get any bugs, roaches or mouses inside
if feeling incredibly vulnerable and soft, miao paws at your arm to ask for pets bc he just needs the comfort of his favorite human
literally a 9/10 kitty if he would just change his way of waking you up
art by ayon🌿 on twt
heinya is another little shit (affectionately)
he likes to cause trouble and drama here and there
also really enjoys spilling tea to you
it doesn’t matter if you’re waking up and is still groggy or just coming in through the front door, back from work - heinya is spilling all the drama of the shows he watched on the tv while you were away or the different birds he saw through the window - meowing away at you excitedly
another helpful hand
if you’re coming back from grocery shopping then heinya can take some of the smallest and lightest bagged things and dragging them to the kitchen alongside miao, kazunya and nyaether
heinya’s preferred way of waking you up is to make biscuits - you know that cute thing cats do with their paws squishing at their favorite spot over and over - on your stomach or lower back or! he just meows besides your ear over and over until you eventually wake up
the perfect alarm - heinya
he’s such a sweet baby
and heinya really likes watching real life crime documentaries for some reason
at first when you found this out, you couldn’t help but think heinya is going to murder you in your sleep but soon you realized he just loves crime related things
and bc he like crime related things, you bought heinya a cute spy glass shaped squeaky toy
when getting the zoomies, heinya decides to bite and kick at the spy glass shaped squeaky toy - making the toy let out squeaks at every little kick
heinya enjoys spending time outdoors, sniffing at the different scents wafting in the air, tracking down all different sorts of footsteps and paw marks with great interest - you sometimes wonder if heinya was a detective in his past life
loves to bring you all sorts of interesting things he found - an old ripped part of a newspaper article, a weirdly shaped leaf, a flower he has never seen before, a half bitten chicken still warm - wait where’d he get this?
loves to sleep using your hand as a pillow my cat does that to me so rip bc you have been captured by the amazing detective heinya and you won’t be moving for hours on end, let’s hope you had a nice snack and a toilet break beforehand
chose to wear the smooth, black satin you tied around his neck as a collar - either bc he loves to wear soft things or he just loves it bc you gave it to him
heinya is an incredibly affectionate kitty, always meowing for you for pets, cuddles and perhaps his favorite soft wet food? he’s been really good!
doesn’t really mind taking baths as well, if anything he uses this opportunity to shake bubbles everywhere!
for some reason, also loves to groom your hand. maybe it’s just something your kitties all share?
overall another solid 9/10 kitty, if you don’t mind being splashed with water and bubbles while bathing him
art by @bbadtime on tumblr
kazunya, me beloved
literally an angel, how could you ever be mad at him even as he took a whole bite out of your potted plants’ leaf?
another kitty that loves staying in high places like miao and stay outdoors like heinya
joins miao on his duty to cleanse the land house through slaughter bug hunting from time to time
a lazy, sweetheart of a cat that loves to sleep on warm places and the sunlight - you literally had to buy a window sling just for him to nap under the sunlight
another helpful hand!
will drag the lightest and smallest bagged things to the kitchen whenever you come back from grocery shopping - more so if it’s cat food
isn’t a picky eater but sometimes, just sometimes, prefers food with fish in it’s ingredients
kazunya is mostly tasked to wake you up by the other kitties bc he’s the sweetest
wakes you up by purring and snuggling with your face, neck, hands - anything just you in general
soon enough, the small fluff purring and cuddling you wakes you up and as a reward for waking up, kazunya gives you a small kiss - a lick to the tip of your nose - making you laugh
doesn’t meow a lot, only when he has to or if it’s an emergency such as the litter boxes not being cleaned, the food trays being empty etc
always gives you a kazunya kiss as a thank you
a gentle baby, even to the guests
whenever a guest comes over to your house, they always gush about the cute white cat with a small red streak in his fur
kazunya doesn’t get zoomies. even if he does it’s rare like only once a week
always grooms himself to keep himself clean, not to mention his white fur sparkling as well
surprisingly enjoys bath times, would even suggest you to bathe him by tugging on your sleeve then pointing to the bathroom with his fluffy paw!
however there’s just one thing that kazunya does that makes you shiver
it’s that he always, always! brings you dead animals or bugs. birds, rats, mouses, cockroaches, crickets - anything that he managed to hunt - he brings over to you with his tail swishing happily behind him
it’s considered a gift in cat language, you know that! but it’s just a bit dirty especially if he brings over different bugs. the rats, mouses and birds you can handle but the bugs brrr
one time, kazunya proudly brought you a dead wolf spider as you held back a tear and a screech, deciding to take his gift with a forced smile
you never recovered from that
a 10/10 kitty if he would just stop bringing you dead spide - kazunya is that a mf dead tarantula in your mouth?
art by os_Amaniwa on twt
another best kitty!
a sweet kitty that never complains!
helpful, never complains, never picky with his food - a literal angel
however sometimes nyaeather disappears randomly, coming back after a day or so
he always seems to be searching for something - his twin - you soon found out, by registering him and getting his pet password
and so you decided to help him reunite with his twin by putting up posters, articles, news on the internet, tv, radio - anything to make nyaether happy
after a whole half year of dedication and endless search, nyaether’s twin was finally found!
turns out the person who adopted nyaether’s twin was your co-worker, dainsleif, the quiet and mysterious tall man
after talking to him about the situation of the twin kitties, you both have come to an agreement to let the kitties have a play date once a week
when the day of the first play date has arrived an someone knocked on your door, your kitties gave you a confused look
upon taking nyaether in your arms, you walked over to the front door before unlocking it and letting dainsleif inside. as the blond man placed down the catbag and opened it, from inside stepped out a cute, similarly blonde furred kitty with a baby blue colored collar
upon seeing the kitty, nyaether jumped out of your arms and tackled his twin. cuddling her and licking at her face with a teary eyes - you and your co-worker dainsleif couldn’t help but laugh at the adorable situation
since then nyaether had made a silent oath to always be beside you and be your best kitty! you have done a lot for him by helping him reunite with his twin - nyumine - so he would do anything in his power to lessen your load!
nyaether’s preferred way of waking you up is by giving a gentle meow beside your ear and give your cheek three kisses - repeat the process on the other side until you eventually giggle and wake up
another kitty that doesn’t mind taking baths! however he just prefers the water to have a bit of bubbles to soothe his nerves
likes to sleep in your arms since he has separation anxiety like scaranya - due to the incident with his twin
“nyaether, keep the others in check okay? i’m going out on a quick grocery shopping!”
“myaaa!”
such a sweet baby🥹
his meows are higher pitched and not full “meow” like kazunya or miao’s instead it’s a short “myaa!”
a solid 11/10 kitty. highly recommend, get yourself a nyaether today!
art by os_Amaniwa on twt
a little shit AND a menace (affectionately)
very hyper too! sometimes you wonder if nyenti has ADHD but in cat version
it’s like he’s always in his zoomie mode as if to make up for having 2 kitties that barely has zoomies - which are miao and kazunya
his affectionate attitude doesn’t help as well
twirling, rubbing himself on your lap, hand, bageling his way around you - he’s always sticking close to you 24/7
one time as nyenti was rubbing himself on your hand while you were working on your computer for an important document, he tripped and fell on your keyboard - deleting your entire progress of work with a “myeeew!”
yes, you cried that night
unlike heinya, nyenti doesn’t really enjoy being outdoors - he just prefers to stay on your lap, lazily bathing in the sun - as he sometimes meows with heinya about some dramas
another kitty that loves to spill the tea to you
him and heinya meows your ears off with the things they have seen, watched, witnessed and heard - sometimes even adding some dirt on the other kitties such as kazunya eating leaves from your potted plants, scaranya sleeping on your hoodie bc he missed you, miao destroying the pantry during his duty to cleanse the land etc etc etc
nyenti’s preferred way of waking you up is to play with your hair. whether it be grooming at your hair, playing with them, tugging on the ends gently - it doesn’t matter which form - as long as nyenti wakes you up, that’s all
he also doesn’t do much hunting either, preferring to watch from the sidelines as the others chase some bugs and small animals they found
for some odd reason nyenti likes you to put flowers on top of his head or a flower shaped charms as a collar - his most favorite and preferred one being the white lily
cut the flower's bud and place it on top of nyenti upside down like it's a cone hat and nyenti would give you the biggest, affectionate "myew!" while rolling around on the ground, showing you his tummy
a sweet kitty if he would just stop being a little zoomie induced shit
nyenti is another kitty that hates taking baths
doesn't react as aggressive as scaranya but he likes to yell his defiance a lot and i mean a lot
overall, a solid 8.5/10 kitty if he would just stop meowing loudly in your ears everytime you take him for a bathtime, making you more and more deaf
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✧ Gwen Stacy GF HC’s ✧
➟ Gwen Stacy / GN!Reader 🕸️🤍
➟ SFW ( she’s 16 you sick fucks )
➟ TW : Depression mentions & Injuries/Blood ( It’s fairly fluffy <3 )
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— At first, Gwen didn’t think that she had a crush on you. She denied it up and down even though it was abundantly obvious y’all had chemistry.
— She was Spider-Woman! She didn’t have time for relationships and all the unnecessary parts of life.
— It was frustrated Gwen to hell and back just trying to ignore her feelings. She would avoid you at school, take extra long patrols, anything to get you off her mind.
— Until you started noticing how she had been avoiding you. I don’t think Gwen is the best at processing her emotions and when you confront her about it she sort of breaks down in a way. She apologizes for ignoring you then quickly decides to just give up the ghost and confess.
— Poor Gwen is standing there, smiling awkwardly at you and convincing herself you are absolutely going to reject her. Until you don’t and then she nearly has a heart attack on the spot.
— Gwen definitely gets better at being a girlfriend as time progresses. She always leaves little notes for you, texts you whenever she can, and bring you your favorite snacks. Gwen’s love language is definitely Acts of Service and Quality Time.
— You’re craving ice cream at 12 o’clock at night? Good because she is to and she’s already out the door to the nearest gas station.
— However, one thorn in the relationship is the fact that she’s Spider-Woman. It gets harder to make excuses for why she’s covered in bruises and limping all the time. Maybe she should tell you? But what if you leave her or worse hate her for keeping such a big secret !? Gwen is definitely overthinking everything.
— Her secret is revealed one day when you unexpectedly come over to her apartment one day just as she’s crawling into the window in costume. Y’all have a little staring contest before she has to take off the mask because why the hell would Spider-Woman be crawling in your girlfriend’s window at 10 O’clock at night?
— Gwen definitely cries. Apologizing profusely and begging you not to tell her dad about any of this. Instead, you just hug her and she realizes that you aren’t mad at her. She answers any questions you have though is somewhat hesitant since she doesn’t want you getting dragged into any of it. Her first priority is making sure you are safe and no one finds out you’re Spider-Woman’s S/O.
— She takes you to your place of choice as an apology just to be extra EXTRA sure you aren’t mad at her.
— You patch up Gwen’s wounds all the time. Few words are spoke once the med kit comes out and she is grateful to have someone who is willing to deal with her crimefighting BS. Being a superhero can be super depressing and you are always there to be a shoulder for her to lean on.
— On a slightly more happy note, Gwen would love to teach you how to play the drums! It’s pretty adorable to see her get so excited about something she’s passionate about.
— Gwen always tries to get you something for your birthday. She’ll save up months in advance so she can get the perfect gift and take mental notes of what you like. She tried to make a cake one year .. that didn’t turn out well so she just bought one instead.
— She’ll let you borrow her clothes if you want and won’t say anything if it never appears in her closet again.
— I do think her dad would be supportive of the relationship. It’s a little awkward the first time y’all have dinner together, but George Stacy is fairly chill once you get to know him. This man makes shitty dad jokes though and tells embarrassing childhood stories about Gwen to you.
— SO many pictures of you. Not even just on her phone but also hung up around her room. It’s kind of cute how flustered she gets when you point out her phone wallpaper of y’all.
— Late night talks on rooftops. Gwen finds being outside relaxing and she’ll make a whole set up so you two can stargaze.
— Called you “ Babygirl “ as a joke once now it’s a running gag.
— She finds cursed images / 3 AM humor to be the absolute peak of comedy and sends the dumbest shit to you.
— She wanted to show off her webs to you once then proceeded to accidentally get your foot stuck to a wall and THEN got herself stuck trying to help.
— Movies dates are common and she’ll purposely pick out the worst ones so she can give commentary. Twilight was an absolute rollercoaster for her.
— Builds a cute little house in Minecraft for y’all to live in please just ignore the fact it has no roof and the floors are made of dirt.
— And the best girlfriend of the year award goes to Gwen Stacy :)
#Gwen Stacy#across the spiderverse#gwen stacy x reader#I love her your honor#spiderman atsv#astv x reader#it’s 2 am when i am writing this#i haven’t written anything in a while
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on the brink of death
warnings: angst, swearing, y/n watches steve shower (nothing sexual happens)
steve harrington x reader (using she/her pronouns)
send requests pls
the group felt like they were hit by a truck... if the truck was a bunch of psycho bat creatures and a dude named Vecna was plotting to destroy the town of Hawkins, Indiana.
the car ride home was silent. steve was furious at her, his girlfriend, amongst his friends to put themselves in danger to save him, when he told them repeatedly that he was going to be okay.
it was still dark out, her watch read 10:38PM. Luckily, no one in the car should get in trouble since they aren't out past their curfew. She stared out the window, staring at the trees and other landscapes. As the minutes went by, the car had less people in it as they were all "safe" in their homes.
"Do you want to stay with me, tonight? Parents aren't home," Steve said softly.
She looked over at him and nodded.
He pulled slowly up his driveway and put the car in park. It was dark out now that the lights were out. She heard Steve get out of the car, she quickly followed him up to the front door, closing and locking it behind her. She watched as he walked up the stairs and took off the vest that Eddie gave him so he wasn't half-naked in the upside down. He chucked it in his laundry bag and went into the bathroom to turn the shower on. He stripped off the rest of his dirty closed and got in the shower. She could tell he was pissed off since he didn't ask if she wanted to join him.
She closed the toilet seat and sat down on top of it. Yes, she was also as dirty as he was, she could wait. She rested her chin on her knee and watched through the fogged-up glass as her boyfriend washed the dirt and grime off his body. She heard the water turn off as he looked at her and rid his body of water.
"are we going to talk about it?" she asked.
"Talk about what?"
"What you do mean 'talk about what?' what happened tonight."
"Look, I don't want to, okay? It was pretty fucking stressful, for me especially. So, just go shower and let's go to sleep."
"What? You don't think I was stressed? Watching the boy i love dive deep into the dark water of Lover's Lake? Not knowing if he was going to come back up? THEN watching you get sucked back down? You have no idea how worried I was for you, Steve Harrington. You can't do this to me."
"I TOLD YOU to stay on the boat... whatever you see or hear. I would have been fine."
"Clearly not, had to beat the fuck out of some demoboats in order for them to stop eating your insides," she screamed, tears coming out of her eyes as she had to say those words.
He hung his head, reminding himself of the large scar on his side.
She huffed, walking over to his side of the bed, and sat down next to him.
"I know you wanted to be the hero, Steve, but it's just not possible, not in this situation. You can't handle this on your own and we were there to help you."
"No, I don't want you there."
"Why not?"
"BECAUSE," raised his voice, causing her to jump, then he instantly regretted it, "Because, I've never met a girl quite like you before. You're very special to me and I really don't want to lose that."
"Hey, listen, you're scared, i'm scared, we're all fucking scared. However, it's up to us to fight Vecna, to fight the demobats, you can't do it alone Steve, hate to break it to you, but that's the way it is. I know you want to protect me and want what's best for me, but I care about you too steve."
The room was silent for a few moments, she knew that Steve knew she was right.
As she was getting up to get a shower when he stopped her. He got up with her and kissed her passionately. Both hands were pressed to her face as her hands rest on his chest. His forehead rested on her.
"Just... don't leave me, okay? I want to have a life without you outside this stupid town."
"Never."
#steve harrington#joe keery#steve harrington angst#steve harrington smut#steve harrington imagine#steve harrington fluff#steve harrington imagines#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington one shot#steve harrington blurb#steve harrington x you#steve harrington x y/n#my writing#my writings#stranger things#st4#stranger things 4#stranger things characters#stranger things imagine
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15 people, 15 questions
Thank you @transboyzuko and @kiki-strike for tagging me!!
1.) Are you named after anyone?
Nope. My parents nearly called me Isabella but they chose Sofia last minute (I’m glad they did bc it’s Portuguese and there’s also like a million Isabellas.)
2.) When was the last time you cried?
Thursday last week bc I watched a movie in class that I didn’t expect to be triggered by but Oh Well.
3.) Do you have kids?
I don’t even have a job 😭
4.) What sports do you play/have played?
I’m absolutely terrible at every conceivable sport and hate it with a passion but I did play netball for like, six years when I was really young. Still shit at it tho lol.
5.) Do you use sarcasm?
When I need to, yes. But not if I know it’s gonna upset someone.
6.) What’s the first thing you notice about people?
Their eyes. I don’t know why it’s so random but I’m always drawn to eyes, maybe it’s because they’re the window to the soul or maybe it’s bc that’s the centre of the face and I’m scared shitless of first impressions and always think about Eye Contact.
7.) What’s your eye colour?
Green but it shifts from forest green when I wear dark green clothes to lighter green when I wear (shocker) lighter green clothes.
8.) Scary movies or happy endings?
I cannot be paid or coerced to watch anything vaguely scary so I’m strongly on the happy endings side. I just want my fictional characters to have good lives man 😭😭
9.) Any talents?
Well, I am a bit of an artist. That’s quite underground though, I’m not sure if people know? (I’m not funny) No but seriously I draw, sing, act, write, play3 instruments, I can do accents? If that counts lol. My friends say my ability to be nice to anyone is a talent, which is sweet so I’ll add it :)
10.) Where were you born?
Idk I just was
11.) What are your hobbies?
Drawing, singing, writing fanfic (guilty pleasure), reading fanfic, playing instruments, history facts (yes I’m a nerd shut up)
12.) Do you have any pets?
Never had one :’)
13.) How tall are you?
5’7 and still getting taller
14.) Favourite subject in school?
English english english I knoWW we all hate writing essays but uh. I don’t? It’s kinda fun actually 😭 and I like analysing poems? Uh. My English teacher is a gift to the earth so maybe that’s why
15.) Dream job?
Psychologist. I’ve always wanted to help people (especially teens) with whatever they’re going through, neurodivergent people, queer and trans people. Literally anyone who I can help. I know it’s a hard job, and it takes a lot of work, but honestly? Seeing people happier or if I can help at least one person would be worth it :)
Tagging people who might already have been tagged uhhhh but it’s fine probably
@adriancatrin @haroldtea @please-dont-burn-out @electro-strike-zukka-time @erisenyo @divorcedzukka @strrwbrrryjam @sukiluvvs @sukidude @bonksoundeffect @blu3berrydraws @mike-queerler @myguiltyartpleasure @moncuries @marriedzukka
#tag game#sofia speaks about herself#text post#this was so fun thank uuuuuuu for tagging me#it’s gonna sound self centred but… I love when people ask me abt myself#like silly lil questions#what’s your favourite colour#what colour is your toothbrush#literally anything#I love asking ppl those questions too#cuz they get so excited it’s adorable 😭🫶🏼#anyways thank u again for tagging me#and to the people I tagged: join if u want it’s a silly game
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Red Windows {Cloud Strife x Reader}
I've been gone for a long while working on like, 10 different drafts on and off while also managing life (it's stressful rn, ngl) but let's get to a different thing I wanted to do (so I have more stuff to work on :3)
Considering Spotify wrapped was released a bit ago, I will work on OneShots based on my wrapped, they're gonna be smaller though, since I'm trying to rekindle my passion for writing. Also, of course, I keep my right to skip any song, the only songs I 100% will do are song in my top 5, also song I already based a OneShot off do not get a second one unless i want to. Anyways, I know I ALREADY wrote something with this song, but I'm gonna be honest... I hate it. So let's change that! (this one is a lot better but I still don't like it, anywho)
First up:
The music in the club was loud, nearly deafening as you sat down near the bar, your drink right in front of you. The main lights were dimmed, wildly coloured spotlights roaming on an automated path through the room, some device near the ceiling creating a colour-changing star pattern on the floor. There was a dance floor at the farthest wall, even though most people just danced wherever they wanted to. The barkeeper was rushing around behind the bar, due to some misfortune, all alone this evening.
Taking another sip of your drink, you watched the crowd. It all seemed to blur together, like it was all distant, until you looked back at your drink, the liquid a light blue hue due to whatever juice the mocktail was mixed with. Some people were obviously singing along with the music, their voice drowned out by the bass running through you body, shaking the floor and glasses. Watching over the crowd, your eye got caught on multiple couples, some just looking great, some dancing in a ridiculous manner, others getting a tad bit too handsy. Adverting your gaze again, you downed your drink, ready to leave. It hadn't even been your idea to come here, and yet he was the one who was late.
You made your way to the barkeeper, sliding the money over you owed them, some additional dollars added, as you left. You bid the guard near the exit goodbye, wishing him a good day and leaving the estate, going up the stairs to ground level. Immediately, there was a big commotion, two people arguing about something. It was definitely the guy who checked everyone and gave them the bracelet, arguing with someone about their ID. You pulled out your phone, while walking up, already pulling up the chat with your date, writing only a meager "I'm leaving, thanks for the heads-up" and sending it. You pocketed your phone and looked towards the commotion, stopping dead in your tracks.
"Please, I swear I'm 18, how else would I have a Tattoo? I really just forgot my ID, doesn't my driver's license prove enough?!" But the Guard was unyielding, despite his logic being flawed, still denying the blonde entry. The blonde with the unique hairstyle and the striking outfit you had been looking out for all night. A blonde with a tattoo on his lower arm. It were too many similarities to be a coincidence, especially after he begged to just talk to his date waiting inside, since his phone died. You went up to him then, tapping him on the shoulder. "Cloud?" The blonde turned around, dressed in a loose, white button-up without a tie, a bit messy on his figure, yet still charming, paired with grey dress pants and black dress shoes.
He was confused, not immediately recognizing you, taking a few seconds to register. "I'm sorry, I swear I would have been here on time, but I was in such a rush I forgot my ID at home and-" you smiled, stopping him with a hand hold up "I heard, it's okay. Let's just do this another day" Cloud seemed a bit defeated, before he perked up. "Wait, uh- I... I know a place we could go, if.. if you still want to?" You blinked a few times, debating. "Sure, are you driving?" He nodded, leading you to his vehicle. You didn't know what you expected, maybe something like a car, definitely not a motorbike, though. With a bit of help from him, you got on, before he gave you a spare helmet and his riding jacket, which you happily accepted. You could tell he was a lot more careful when riding, a lot more tense. Maybe he didn't want to scare you? It was kind of cute really. And your hands felt warm thanks to his body heat, which made you wonder just how warm he was when he wasn't subjected to cold evening air. Shrugging that thought aside was probably a bad idea, considering you could just feel his muscles under the shirt, now the only thing your mind focused on. They weren't rock-hard, still a bit squishy and you hoped to god he hadn't noticed when your fingers dug into his flesh a bit, or, if he noticed, that he thought it was because of the motorcycle.
The Place you two ended up at looked nothing like the club he had chosen originally. It was a bit run down, made of wood and looked a bit messy with the string lights and the huge sign reading Seventh Heaven. Cloud let you get off the bike first, then parked it and turned to you with an apologetic look. "I know it's nothing like we planned and definitely not what you thought, if you want to leave-" you smiled and cut into his words. "It's okay, it doesn't matter where we eat or drink, we wanted to get to know each other, one as long as it's good i don't mind." He smiled. "It's the best, even if it looks a bit sketchy" You gave him back his Jacket and he packed away everything, before offering you his arm. You took his hand and he led the way, up the stairs and through the double doors. There was a woman behind the counter, gorgeous, and she already looked tough from a bit away. She looked up and surprise crossed her face. "Cloud?" She then looked at you, and before she even asked who you were she seemed to already know, instead asking what had happened for you two to end up here instead of the 'fancy' place that was the original plan.
The bar was empty, but it looked clean and lived in, loved even. Cloud didn't hesitate, striding to the counter and sitting down after you. He let you introduce each other, before he explained that she was a childhood friend who had already helped him many times in various situations. She was nice, saying she'd even give you two something to eat, as you and Cloud started your date. "So, childhood friends?" He nodded simply. "Yeah. Tifa and I have been... Through a lot of complicated-" he paused, for a minute. "It's not like we even dated, god no" he blushed at that thought. Embarrassed. "It's just a lot of complicated things we've experienced together." You smiled cheekily, sipping on the drink in front of you, shimmering just as blue as Cloud's eyes and resting you head on you hand, before you teased "So she's no one I should worry about?"
He sputtered, nearly choking on his drink, as he rushed to reassure you, while you simply chuckled. "Don't worry, I know how it is. It's good to have such a close friend, really." Your date smiled then, a small smile but it was there. "Yeah. I don't have many friends, admittedly. You don't really make a lot of friends when you have my last and my job and... Well, I've been alone a lot. Tifa was there when I needed her and I got some real good friends afterwards as well. They're good friends, all of them"
Cloud was always very vague about his job and past, but you didn't mind. It was not your place to pry. Not yet, anyways. Maybe someday... You looked at his glass, the drink a ruby red, so clear and vibrant it nearly looked like it was a crystal itself. "So, I know people always wonder, so, did you already have a girlfriend?" He pondered. "I wouldn't call her that. She was a very close friend but it was never more, even if the lines blurred sometimes." There was another faint blush. God, you just loved the way his cheek turned a light pink. "We're still close friends. You'll probably meet her some day."
You chuckled then, "Some day, huh? Looking to repeat today even before it got really started?" His cheeks turned even brighter, and he stammered a bit, definitely flustered beyond compare now. "It's not- I- I didn't mean that, it just slipped out." You laughed, and patted him on the arm. "Think about what you say better, next time" Next time. Some day. A promise of another meeting. Even if he failed to meet you on time. Even if it wasn't the best date ever or ideal or anything like it, you got to know him well. Probably even better than you would originally have, and there was just something about him. Those really bright blue eyes and the blonde hair and the soft, light paper skin had caught your attention. Paired with his tougher build, you didn't know what to expect, but he was a perfect mix of both.
"I have dated a few before. The best relationship I had was probably with a girl from a different neighbourhood, a poor one. My parents didn't approve, but she was the sweetest girl ever." You explained. "We broke it off because we realised we didn't click like that, and we stayed friends as well." His eyes rested on you, studying you. You looked back at him and smiled sweetly. "You know, every time I look at you, I have one thought in mind: pretty. How can you actually be so beautiful?" He blushed at your words, scrambling for words yet again and looking away. "It's weird how you can't handle compliments. Surely, you must have gotten these a few times, no?" He shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. I just... Never cared about the person saying it." "Awe, so you care about me already? It's our first date, and you're already falling for me."
In a flurry of braveness, he looked you dead in the eyes, "what if I am?" Dear Lord, you nearly felt your soul leave your body, this man had really no idea what he was doing, nearly killing you like that. You stayed silent, air whipped out of your lungs and thoughts racing through your brain, too fast to grasp. And then a whisper: "That wouldn't be a bad thing" Both of you blushed, and the evening went on. A small homely meal later, a few drinks in your system, your arm religiously brushed against his, your shoe bumping against his chair more often than before, sitting closer together now as well. You laughed and you ate and you drank. Then he had to stop, still wanting to be able to drive home. You decided to call it a night, a sense of uncertainty washing over you two.
You didn't want to push it. It had been a really fun night. He fumbled nearly every step along the way, but still managed to make it even better than expected. When you went to the bathroom, you took a pen and a piece of a bill that you left in your pocket and scribbled down your number on it, folding it. Considering he hadn't asked for your number and simply did everything via the app you two met over, you figured maybe this would push him in the right direction without pushing too far.
You returned to the counter, tapping Cloud on the shoulder. "We should probably call it a night. I have to work tomorrow, and you can't drink anymore because you need to drive, so I'd say this is a fairly good place to stop." He looked at you, from his sitting position, for a second, before he stood up. "Yeah, you're probably right. Do you want me to drive you home, or is that too soon?" You shook your head. "A little bit too soon, Cloud." You bid your goodbye to Tifa before returning to Clouds bike. "Don't worry about me getting home. I'll have a friend pick me up in a few minutes. On another note... I really had fun tonight. Somehow, even when it first looked like you had just ditched me, you made it... Probably my best date ever. Thank you for that. You leaned up to kiss him on the cheek, and handed him the paper.
"Call me if you want it throw it away if you don't. I hope I'll see you again?" He smiled again then, leaning down a bit. Your faces were so goddamn close, mouths nearly touching. "You definitely will" and then he kissed your forehead and smiled as he drove off. You look back at the bar. Tifa standing in the double doors and shaking her head, smiling. He still had to work on some of his etiquette, but he was doing really well. And you? You simply smiled, a giddy feeling in your chest, while the corners of your mouth refused to lower even an inch.
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as a priest I Doflamingo
✢ requested by: @dressroba
✢ characters: local priest Doflamingo
✢ contents: nsfw, religious themes, light bondage, wax play, exhibitionism, mention of sex toys
SFW
Being born with a natural talent for influencing people with his words, Doflamingo always knew he was destined for greater good.
After the death of his beloved religious mother, the choice to become a priest was quite natural for him, dedicating himself to what, he believed, to be his heavenly destiny.
Due to his gracious attitude, he gains a quick following of faithful believers, the words of the new priest in town spreading like a wildfire.
Sooner or later, those words would also reach your ears, convincing you to visit his church once, just to see if he could hold up to people's words.
And uphold he did. Because even though people were right about his way with words, they never mentioned how incredibly attractive the young priest was.
The multicolored light, created by the magnificent stained-glass windows of the church, reflecting on his tan lean body, only made this fact even more painfully obvious.
Before you knew it, you made it a habit to visit the church regularly, more keen on seeing the tall blonde in his element than anything else.
Being the observant man he is, your increasing visits get noticed by Doffy pretty quickly. It wasn't every day, that a pretty young lady like you would enter his sacred site so regularly, obviously having the hots for him. And he surely didn't want to miss out on this chance.
So, after one of his fairs, he straight up offers you to confide in him privately, musing how he couldn´t bear the thought of a little lost lamb visiting his church so often, seemingly being crushed by it's sins.
Feeling caught like a deer in headlight, you, of course, didn´t defy his offer, too embarrassed about him pointing out the obvious.
So, despite not really having to confess anything at the beginning, you start to confide in the young priest, making you blush and fidget oh so quickly in his sacred presence, when he told you that "a lovely girl like you could never be hated by the gods or their messengers, even if you lay your deepest sins completely bare".
And who could really judge your desire, to give yourself completely to the young handsome priest after hearing those words?
So you did what he just told you, and confessed your recent biggest sin, being the unbearable attraction you felt to him.
And despite awaiting his rejection, Doflamingo takes you completely by surprise, when he suddenly claims your lips in a heated kiss, growling a passionate "Then let´s indulge in this sin together, my dear."
NSFW
Doffy will fuck you over the altar. Raw. No discussions.
Will bind your hands with his priest chain or prayer beads, all the while whispering to you about what a bad girl you are for indulging with him like this right in the house of the gods.
Hope you´re in for some wax play because this guy will use every asset of his church -yes, including the candles- to tease you relentlessly.
Will never lock the doors of his church while you´re at it. The danger of getting found out by someone searching for his sacred advice and seeing you two indulge in sin right atop the altar is just too much of a turn on for this menace of a man.
Would definitely order you to visit his preaching’s with a remote-controlled vibrator or some prayer beads inside you, edging you merciless through it, just to fuck you senseless right after everyone left.
If Doffy feels especially nasty, he will fuck you before one of his preachings and make you sit through it, while your insides and thighs are covered in his cum.
Be ready to blow this man from under the altar during fairs. His poker face isn´t a 10/10 for no reason.
Will definitely degrade you, for brining so much sin into his sacred place, all the while he eats you out with his devilish long tongue, making your toes curl in pleasure.
Worshiping him and his gracious cause is a HUGE turn on for him. Will make him rock hard, so be prepared.
#one piece#op#one piece imagines#one piece headcanons#doflamingo#doffy x reader#doflamingo x you#donquixote doflamingo x reader#donquixote doflamingo#anime#manga#art#my stuff#writing
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Highs & Lows
Charles Leclerc x Fem!Reader
short summary: Charles' season starts off strong, but after unreliable engines and bad strategy calls, the championship began to slip from his fingers.
word count: 1753
Warnings: mentions of Jules, all of Suzuka 2022, sad Charles and Pierre, not proof read, I think that's it!
The 2022 season had been filled with many highs. After winning the first race of the season, Charles was sure that 2022 would be his-and Ferrari’s- year to shine. The car was fast, he had confidence in himself as a driver, and the entire team seemed extremely motivated and ready to win.
After his win in Bahrain, he got runner up in Jeddah, before winning again in Australia. A tough weekend in Italy saw Charles in P6, and his teammate Carlos DNFing for the second weekend in a row. However after a double podium the next weekend in Miami, all of the bad luck seemed to run its course- so everyone thought.
The next five races were an absolute nightmare for Charles. He couldn’t seem to catch a break from the engine failures or the pit stop mistakes. He was losing points through no fault of his own. He finally won again in Austria, giving the monegasque some of his confidence- and points- back. However, the bad luck would only continue on in France, and for the remainder of the entire season.
You hated seeing Charles so frustrated with himself after he climbed out of the car every week. It didn’t matter what happened during the race- he always blammed himself. Bad pitstop? He should’ve done something different. Engine failure? He shouldn’t have pushed too hard. Bad strategy plan? He should’ve tried to overtake more. Someone hit him? He should have left them more space.
By the time Japan rolled around, it was pretty obvious that unless a miracle happened, Max would be winning the 2022 championship. Charles pretended like it didn’t bother him. He continued to tell the media that there is always next year, the team will do better next year, the engines will be better next year, HE will be better next year.
Knowing how upset he could be after losing the title officially and with the track being Suzuka, you decided to tag along with your boyfriend for the weekend. Even though Charles didn’t show it, you knew that Suzuka was the most exhausting race weekend on the whole calendar for him. Eight years ago, this had been the track that took his godfather's life away- in very similar weather conditions to today, too.
You watched as Charles paced back and forth around his small driver’s room. He didn’t want to talk- he never did before any race- so you sat on his bench and watched him, trying to read his facial expressions.
After nearly 10 minutes of quietly pacing around the room, Charles looked out the window, watching as the rain poured down onto the track. “We shouldn’t be racing in conditions like this, cherie. It’s not safe” he whispered, sort of to himself, but also out loud.
You got up and rested your chin on his shoulder, looking out the window with him. The idea of him driving in such horrible conditions scared you to death, but you couldn’t show him that you were scared. If he knew you were scared, he wouldn’t go out there and give it his all, and you simply wouldn’t be able to live with yourself for that. “I know amour, but it is what it is. You will be okay out there. You have wet weather tires for a reason, right?”
Charles nodded and turned his head back to place a kiss on your forehead. “Yeah, I guess you’re right”
You looked at the clock and saw that it was time for him to head out to his car. You pulled your boyfriend of four years into a gentle, yet passionate kiss before resting your forehead against his. “Drive safe out there, come back to me in one piece, ok?”
Charles pulled you into a tight hug. “I will, I promise. If I make it onto the podium I expect to see you at the bottom of the podium cheering me on in the pouring rain”
You laughed a little and pulled from the hug. “You know I will be. I love you, mon amour. I’ll see you after the race”
Charles smiled a little and opened the door. “I love you too, see you later”
Shortly after Charles had gotten into his car, you found a seat in the back of the garage and turned your attention to the TV monitors. After the formation lap had ended and all of the lights went out, you took a deep breath and watched as Max and Charles fought into turn one. The spray was intense, making it nearly impossible to see what was going on. Seb had spun out before the first corner, but was able to get his car back on track. About half a lap later, you watched as a red car flew into the barriers and then back out onto the track, in the path of other drivers. You jumped out of your seat, a gasp escaping your lips as you watched the TV intensely, hoping that nobody would hit the Ferrari. As soon as Carlos got out and waved to the crowd, you let out a sigh of relief.
Debris from Carlos’ car had flung onto Pierre’s car, making it difficult for him to drive around the track. On top of this, Alex and Zhou had also spun out right around the same time. The safety car had come out to guide the field of cars through all of the turns at a slower speed to allow marshalls to check up on all of the drivers involved in the crashes. However, what happened next would cause an uproar throughout the paddock, the fans, and the media.
A tractor was brought out onto the track while the cars were still doing laps under the safety car.
You heard Charles on the radio mention the tractor, his voice distraught. You knew that images of Jules’ crash were replaying through his mind as he drove past the moving tractor.
You were in complete disbelief. How could the FIA be so ignorant and disrespectful? Not only to the safety of the drivers, but to Jules and his family. You felt tears of frustration building in your eyes as you continued to watch the replays of all of the cars driving by the tractor on the TV screen. When Charles pulled into the pit lane and hopped out of his car, you ran over to him, pulling him into a tight hug. You didn’t say a word to him, you knew that he was too frustrated to find the words right now, so you just continued to hug him tightly until he was ready to let go.
Charles didn’t say one word to anyone during the red flag- not even you. When the time to get back into the cars had come, he put his helmet on and climbed back into the car, his body suddenly relaxing as if he was unphased by what had happened out of track in the opening laps. It sort of freaked you out how his mind could turn off like that, but you were thankful that it could in moments like this when he needed to be fully 100% focused on racing.
After several laps of holding your breath and praying for Charles to come back to you safely, the race had finally ended, Charles crossing the line in P2. However after receiving a penalty from the FIA, he ended up being scored P3, which meant that Max had won the championship afterall.
You watched as Charles climbed onto the lowest step of the podium. You knew he didn’t want to be up there. He didn’t feel like that race was anything to celebrate. He stood there through the Dutch and Austrian anthems, glancing over at you a couple of times. After the champagne spraying and the photo, Charles made his way off of the podium and over to you. “I want to go see Pierre quickly if that's ok with you and then we can head to the airport. I don’t want to have to stay near this track any longer than I need to”
You nodded and grabbed his hand, squeezing it tightly as the two of you made your way over to the AlphaTauri garage.
“Mate, je n'arrive pas à croire qu'ils aient mis un tracteur sur les rails!” (mate, I can’t believe they put a tractor on track!) Pierre said as he approached you and Charles. “La FIA n'apprendra jamais.” (the FIA will never learn.)
You and Charles both gave Pierre a big hug. Pierre had come dangerously close to running into that tractor, and he was really upset about the whole situation, everybody was. Everyone had every right to be upset, too.
“Je sais, je sais. C’est bouleversant de voir” (i know, i know. It’s upsetting to see) Charles said as he looked over at Pierre.
“I’m just glad I'm alive mate. If I would’ve hit that puddle of water…”
“Don’t even talk about what could’ve happened. You are ok, you get to go home tonight. Focus on that for now. Focus on what could’ve happened next week at the debrief, ok?”
Pierre nodded and hugged the two of you once more. “Thank you for coming to see me. It means a lot”
You and Charles both said your goodbye’s to Pierre before grabbing your things and walking across the street to the airport. Charles already had his plane waiting for the two of you to arrive.
When the two of you got seated and buckled, you rested your head on Charles’ shoulder “I know this race and this season have been incredibly hard on you, but I want you to know that despite everything that happened, I am so incredibly proud of you. You have proven race after race that you have such talent and such mental strength. You’ve really grown as a driver this year and even though you didn’t win the championship, I think it is important to focus on the small victories this year”
Charles rested his head on top of yours, smiling a little at your kind words. “Mon ange… you always know exactly what to say and when to say it”
You laughed a little and interlocked your hand with his. “I mean it, char. You amaze me more and more every weekend”
Charles smiled a little and tilted your chin up with his free hand, placing a gentle kiss against your lips. “Je t’aime, mon amour.”
You smiled and kissed him back. “Je t’aime, charles”
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(Prompted by your post about leaving for work.) Do you enjoy your work as a physician? I've been a nurse for 10 years but am desperately trying to change careers to something outside of healthcare. (Oh, how I'd love to have one of those jobs people were able to do from home on their couch in PJs during Covid. I think they just read spreadsheets all day or something.) I'm burned out. I'm exhausted. I'm tired of taking care of other people. But it makes me feel inferior to my healthcare colleagues because they're ~passionate~ about ~caring for people~ and I don't hold that same passion 😅
First I’ll say that even the people that love their jobs have bad days and doubts. That’s life. But this is a tough question.
Do I enjoy my work as a physician? Yes, mostly. I love emergency medicine and working in an ED. I am absolutely passionate about being able to help people during some of the worst moments of their lives. I’m proud of how hard I’ve worked to be where I am in my career. I love my unit and my hospital and my team. I’m phenomenal at my job and I couldn’t picture myself doing anything else. However, COVID completely changed my life. Something that I loved became something I hated. Things have definitely gotten better the more time passes but the pandemic gifted me with moderate PTSD and it can flare depending on various factors, which can make working in a hospital nearly unbearable sometimes. I think the great part of emergency medicine is that when things need to happen, you just do it. Anxiety and flashbacks and pain go out the window when you’re helping someone else. But sometimes after a code or after hours in the trauma bay, when everything is stable again, the situation hits me and it can be very triggering. I understand this isn’t everyone’s experience but for those of us who worked in healthcare during COVID, we are forever changed.
So yes, I’m also burned out and forever exhausted. And I know so many of my friends in healthcare feel the exact same way. I was supposed to be on a bit of a sabbatical then October 7th happened and now I’m back in the hospital for 24 hours/wk. But I am passionate about what I do even though it’s different now. I’m so passionate about what I do that my favorite part of my week is the remaining 20+ hours where I get to teach emergency medicine to students/soldiers that haven’t been disillusioned by a pandemic and the overall state of healthcare.
Please know that so many in the healthcare field are burned out and exhausted like us. It seems to be the norm. But it sounds like your malaise may be more than that, and that’s okay! I’m proud of you for recognizing that nursing may not be a great fit and I hope you find something that more aligns with what you’re looking for and ideally makes you happy. I know “starting over” can be tough so it might be advantageous to look into more clerical nursing jobs - case management, insurance review (in the US), recruiter. The change of pace/scenery might spark the passion that initially got you into nursing (it can be difficult to think clearly when you’re knee deep in the problem) or it might show that you need a complete change and I have faith that you’ll find it. All the love and best of luck! 🫶🏼
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it's partially because of the DID but it feels weird recognizing how long "i" have been drawing. i was a chronic doodler when i was a little kid but when i was around 10 years old, i discovered ye olde warrior cat animations made in ms paint and windows movie maker by people around my age, and i thought it was really cool and also felt achievable since these were my peers, and i started taking art a bit more seriously as a hobby. and now i'm turning 24 in 6 days, so it's been nearly 14 years. for a long time i assumed i would make it into my job before realizing if i did that i'd learn to hate it
on a logical level i recognize that i have spent a long time casually building skills (i've done some level of self-study but i am not hardcore about it, i've just drawn a lot over time) and that i've worked very hard to get to where i am with my art, but at the same time that shit doesn't feel real. the people who did that are other versions of me that have since fragmented or fused or become unrecognizable, and i just have been passed the torch of their muscle memory and art knowledge, i guess. personally the kiki typing right now that's always on this blog only just split a couple years ago.
this is also part of the reason i've been in such bad burnout, i mean it's for a variety of reasons but i feel like i'm still figuring out how i want to make art personally or what it means to me, because i've just been numbly repeating the patterns of the many kikis before me and i'm realizing i just do not connect with it the same. this is especially why i've been more focused on human art (well, kaf/kafu specifically let's be honest lol) than animal art than ever before, not that i don't enjoy the animals/pokemon stuff sometimes but i am just way less passionate about it then prior hosts
tldr sometimes it feels like i just woke up a couple years ago with art skills i don't deserve even though i know i developed them, and also i don't know what the current me even wants to create anymore
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I swear if I hear one more person call jews colonizers for daring to live in Israel I'm going to go fucking insane.
Like, listen
I'm the like 16th generation of my family here? Like I'm not even talking about israel, I'm the 16th generation of my family specifically in jerusalem because, shock of all shocks you insane people, a ton of the jews in israel are Mizrahi. We lived here, and I'm not even talking about the biblical sense, we. Lived. Here.
Now, just for the benefit of you guys, let me explain this to you what every israeli knows by the time they'relike 10, cause shock of all shocks we do get it. The situation in the gaza strip is bad, and I'm also very disturbed by it, and as a whole, I want us to move forward towards a solution where the Arabs can get some land back and we'll live in fucking peace.
But (and I know you hate any kind of moral complexity so try to hold onto your sanity when I say this), it's not as easy as just " give all of Israel back to the Arabs whooo"
So listen
You all know that the vast vast vast majority of European jews were killed in the holocaust, and I'm sure that the smarter ones out of you also know that jews regularly had to deal with antisemitisem and pogroms for the vast majority of human history (especially in Europe and stuff), you know the history of Ashkenazi jews, or at least you know a bit about it, and decided that's enough, so good for you
But let me tell you a bit about Mizrahi jews, my dad's family has been here for generations, like I already said.
but my mom's family is from iraq, in Iraq, like a lot of Arab countries, life as a jew was.. interesting, like the antisemitisem came in waves, and a lot of the time, in the calmer times, they were way more ingrained in society than jews ever were in Europe, simply because, shock of all shocks all of you Europeans (yes that does include americans) your ancestors were all antisemetic as fuck compared to Islam at the time.
But anyways, israel under a British mandate since world War 1, and my great grandfather worked on smuggling jews into israel, since basically all of Europe was heavily antisemetic, and a lot of then recognized a turning point in Germany when they saw one.
So, a lot of jews went to America, some went to South America, others got smuggled into other countries. But a lot of jews were stuck, because the Arab countries were quite unfriendly to non native jews (they were barely friendly to the native ones), Europeans still hated jews with a burning passion, and not all of them had enough money to move their entire lives over to America,
so that left them only one area with an established Jewish community, israel, and so, anyone with enough funds got onto a boat that would hopefully not be found by the British and slowly tried to get to one of the very few places where they'd be safer
But hopefully you know that part already, that the Ashkenazi jews that came here, escaped, and didn't have a place to return to when the war ended, with broken familes and so so so much untreated ptsd, and that a lot of Ashkenazi jews' entire family homes and properties and ids were taken from them so, now they only have what they have in israel
(and no sweetie most don't have their European nationalities because their great grandparents did not go through the most proper documentation stating that they were jews when they were fleeing extremely antisemetic countries)
But anyways, again. That's basic
My mom's side of the family was living very differently in Iraq, they were pretty wealthy, and while the tides of the country were becoming more and more antisemetic, they heard about a different option, they heard that in the holy land, that they grew so much hearing about, there was a Jewish country being established, a place where their glass windows won't be randomly broken, where my granddad could wear a talit and a kippa in peace out on the street, and where they could actually you know. Be jews.
And, the Iraqi government being the kind government it was desperate to get jews out of the country, even offered to let them leave, just asking that they sign up to a trip to Israel, so my great grandparents, like so many others, did, and immediately had their entire fortunes seized by the Iraqi government, including their ids.
Now without a choice, they also came here. It was a very big change, they started from literally nothing, they didn't have their stores anymore, and it was a completely different country to get used to, but they did.
Tldr: I'm sorry sweetie that your great grandparents literally expelled us from every other place in the world, but the vast majority of Israelis are a. Like 3rd generation al least at this point, but more importantly b. Literally do. Not. Have. Anywhere. Else. To. go.
#israel#ישראל#i swear if i see one single comment that is but the gaza strip-#no#i am not saying that the situation in the gaza strip is ok#it very much is not#but you can't just fucking free Palestine#or whatever bullshit it is you guys want#it's complicated#so either actually learn about it more deeply than one post#or shut the fuck up
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New BL/shounen ai webtoon tier list
Hello!
it’s been a while, I’m still working on the monthly favorites for june and july but I wont have it done anytime soon because I’m preparing for a convention this week. Instead, you are going to get the new BL tier list with some new titles
I have mentioned in my last monthly favorites that I wanted to do a new one because it has been a long time since then and I have read more.
You will see some new stuff and some rankings change from the old ones, I included titles that I have read/ remembered from reading and discarded the ones I no longer have any connection to.
alright, here it is:
Spicy tier - the top tier in my eyes...
most of these stories I’ve read more than once and have left a lasting impression on me, these are ones that if anyone asks me for recommendations, they would be the ones that come to mind.
this could change in the future depending if the next tier makes their way up a rank.
Crash into you
Its just a dream right?
kings maker
pearl boy
hold me tight
the pizza delivery man and the gold palace
path to you
Love history caused by willful negligence
The foul
The third ending
Good so far, let’s see where it goes- ongoing/ current reads
it wouldn’t be fair to put them in the spicy tier when I’m not fully committed, these still need more time, but I'm enjoying where the plot is heading so far, there are some that I can potentially see in the spicy tier later when they finish
something like liveta and define the relationship, and one that isn’t on here cause I couldn’t find pictures for it...called Half of me, this one is really good so far and I can definitely put it on the spicy tier if it continues going in the right direction.
Beware of the full moon in march
Define the relationship
killer crush
Liveta
Passion
Midnight men
The ghost’s nocturne
(no pic ) half of me
Not bad but not great either- meh overall
most I have finished but found it under whelming, lack of character development, plot moving very slowly, not really anything spectacular.
not to say that these aren’t good in their own way but there has to be a line that separates the good stories from the ones that are okay right? some I have in my favorites are in this tier because I’m trying to be really critical when I think about the story overall now that its done...
i’ll list the series and tell you why I feel that way in case you are wondering
Painter from the window - I don’t remember much about this, the end didn’t really make sense to me and I don’t think I finished the entire story, I might have lost some interest in between
insecret - I liked the side story better than the mains story, if it was based on that this would have been higher
Dangerous convenient store- basic story overall not a lot of interesting plot other than near the end, the pacing is okay in terms of relationship development
Lucky paradise - pacing is slow and not a lot of development from chunwoo, which I don’t really get why he does the things he does, he really needed character development a lot sooner for me to be interested
Secret relationships - 90% flashbacks 10 % story lol. i’m sure all bimsa fans will agree that the story took a while to move forward cause all we got was one flash back after another and no expansion on the characters in the current timeline.
Dear door - I just got bored in the middle
My suha - season1, 2 were great in terms of plot, the last season moved really slowly and made a lot of people lose interest, there’s also a ton of misunderstanding, but that’s nothing new in BL
Hide and seek- I would put this higher if it wasn’t for the conflict being miniscule, it really does not pair well with the whole mystery behind the story. I also have not read this again after the second time so it was not very memorable.
omega complex - good characters and development, no dumb love triangles..lol. which is the best part cause I hate those, the main guy yoonwoo was like I only like 1 person if you aren’t him don’t talk to me...lmao I appreciate it. overall it’s a short story but that’s all it is.
MDZS - this may surprise you cause this is what got me to read BL and took over my life, but in terms of manhwa the pacing is slow and I liked the drama better than the actual webtoon
Seeing double - twins and love triangle....uh nope...I just wish there was more explanation is to how ohn ended up liking seowoo...I’m happy cause that’s my ship, but I felt there was a disconnect there when he realized his feelings...I’m like wtf ...how?
oki doki... the I don’t give a sh*t tier
some famous titles that other people are in love with and I have no interest in reading at all...
Anti PT
Heaven’s official blessing
Banana sandal season 2 (I have read season 1)
Lost in the cloud
Honey trouble
and also can corelate with the next tier,
already knows the story through osmosis...
I literally can read some twitter tweets and already know the story based on how much people put out there in terms of spoilers. Which is why I don’t have to read it lol.
Blind play
Jinx
checkmate
mad place
wet sand
limited run
though I do appreciate it if I want to avoid certain types of stories...like the ones in the last tier
never touch again- I dodged a bullet with some of these...
Again like the tier above I already know the story through osmosis, the only one I finished reading was BJ alex and that was a dark time in my life that I want to just erase.
BJ alex
full volume
even if you don’t love me
Love or hate
yours to claim
married man/missing love
some of these just have no plot just smut scenes, some of which does have a plot but not good enough for me to enjoy because of subject matter (incest) and most are abuse from all angles...so I try to avoid those, which is why I basically dropped all of it.
real talk though, I have one thing to ask...why have Ugly old men in your stories?..yeah they are creepy but who would look at that and be like yeah I want that dude to touch me...like who is ugly ass 70 year old rotting dick appealing to? like what audience?
omg this is the one trope in BL I cannot stand...I also cannot escape from it cause its in lots of stories, if some one knows please explain it to me ...LOL.
okay well there it is for new tier list rankings, I’ll be back after the convention and finished the monthly favorites I was planning on doing. hope you enjoyed reading and I have the old tier list in the link below:
https://shinahbee.tumblr.com/post/666535722973560832/the-bl-manhwamangamanhua-tier-list-hello-so-you
if you would like to see more stuff I write about please follow me cause I have a lot of BL criticism content.lol.
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15 Questions with Ly Minh
Thanks for the tag Cee! 🥰
Tagging @justahalfling @ihaventpickedausername @iced-ginger-tea @andromeda-grace @kaiyo @iriswords @yors-truly @words-after-midnight @islanded-in-a-stream-of-stars @sabels-small-sphere @leebrontide @pure-solomon @mattresses-and-macaroni @thepixiediaries @poetinprose @arowanaprincess @hd-literature @freedominique @mariahwritesstuff @ls-daydreams @mrbexwrites @wildswrites @thecrookedwriterspath and anyone else who wants to do it!
[Not pictured are her numerous burn scars]
1) Are you named after anyone?
Heyy I'm Ly Thi Minh, and nope I'm not named after anyone. Honestly though, with how common my name is in Vietnam, I very well could be lmao
2) When was the last time you cried?
Well that escalated quickly.
3) Do you have kids?
I only just turned 15 so if I do have one, be sure to attend my funeral tomorrow!
(P.S. Bring plum blossoms or I'll rise out of my grave and eat you :))))
(P.P.S. Nom nom nom slurp slurp slurp)
4) Do you use sarcasm?
No ♥️ /s
5) What's the first thing you notice about people?
Their threat levels. Practically speaking, what else would you notice?
6) What's your eye colour?
Dark brown. There's not much variety in Southeast Asia, I'm afraid.
7) Scary movies or happy endings?
Happy endings. Why would I want to deliberately make myself miserable?? Please, if I wanna scare myself, all I need to do is look in the mirror 😂
8) Any special talents?
I recently discovered that I'm freakishly good at dodging shit, so let's go with that.
9) Where were you born?
Vietnam, in New Hanoi! It was my childhood home and 75% of it got reduced to rubble :)
Now I live in Lorelei, United States. It kinda sucks but it's also kinda cool. You can say that I have a... Love-hate relationship towards it, I guess. I had to leave, obviously, of course I had to, but it's not exactly a crime to miss it, y'know??
10) What are your hobbies?
I used to do jigsaw puzzles. I even got into a Facebook group where we borrowed puzzles from a shared collection and Kalisha would help me frame up my pieces 'round the house. We haven't done that in a while though... The last one I did was a really cool piece of various Pokémon with a stained glass window effect. Kalisha bought it for my birthday and she even helped me put it together. I don't think puzzles are really her thing though haha
11) Have you any pets?
Má got a goldfish for me once and I named him Lucky. He died the next day though, so I guess he was actually Unlucky.
12) What sports do you play/have you played?
Barrier Ball! I don't know if you've heard of it but it's a popular game in America where there are goal posts on the ground, in the middle of the air, and high up in the sky. I know that there are other sports where you can use barriers to run around in the air but this is extra fun cause there are some volleyball elements too, like our setter-like midfielder. I actually wanted to do that, but I got forward instead. It's not bad though; it's kinda fun to 'disappear' and come out of nowhere with a shot. Like a sniper :)
Freaks out the opposing team every time haha
13) How tall are you?
5'5... I can't believe I think in feet and inches now; what have I become???
14) Favourite subject in school?
Math, I guess. Once you get into the rhythm, your brain kinda just switches off. It's actually really relaxing.
15) Dream job?
Uhhhhh I don't know. Does anyone really know what they wanna do at this age?
Besides Má, I guess, but that's cause she's crazy over ethreasts. Not everyone has such an obvious passion though, and especially not me :/
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Oh! Sending in another ask because I forgot! To talk about my girl! Bipolar Kaede! Tbh - I feel like Kaede is also very much ADHD & Autistic too, with her special interest being music/piano. I like to imagine she's somewhat similar to me in the respect that when ADHD hyperfixation combines with a hypomanic episode, she becomes Unstoppable in writing music. Which is exactly what happens to me with fanfic! I have written I think... 20,000 words in one sitting before? You can get Super productive, which is really nice, but I tend to immediately slide into a depressive episode once I come down from a hypomanic one, which is not so nice. Also. You say SO MUCH SHIT YOU REGRET. I think the only times I've ever left negative comments on things were in hypomanic episodes - and like, I wasn't necessarily rude, but I still Would Not have said that if I wasn't in a hypermanic episode. I would have just clicked off instead of saying something was out of character - especially since I DO believe you are completely entitled to write OOC stuff. I do too, though I usually try to mark it someway to show that it's Not my usual interpretation of a character - but that's also the thing! People have different interpretation even if I don't agree with them! Normally I just. Click off of that type of stuff, but in hypomanic episodes - nope. My reasoning goes out the window. I imagine Kaede is very similar to that - not necessarily saying bad stuff, just... maybe a bit more outspoken, without a filter. She probably says super embarrassing things only to after the episode go "why did I say that?!" You Really do overshare. Truly.
I'm actually in a mixed episode right now, which means my filter is somewhat loose still. That's part of why I'm sending in so many asks - I just get really, really passionate when I show hypomanic symptoms. I have So Many thoughts I feel like I'm vibrating.
As for depressive episodes and Kaede, I very much feel that when she was in them, things that she would normally brush off, such as people calling her Piano Freak, would be a lot harder to stomach. I imagine that even friendly teasing that would normally be fine would send her into tears in a depressive episode - she's a lot more fragile and sensitive than she normally is.
Also! I think it would be kind of cool if Kaede had delusions occasionally- I've experienced delusional thinking in hypomanic episodes (when I was young, like, 10 or so? I would look up conspiracy theory YouTube videos when in hypermanic episodes, which I obviously now avoid doing) and I think it would be cool if Kaede had delusions too. Maybe about being a reincarnated musician something? Idk. Also, sometimes in hypermanic or mixed episodes I get really paranoid that people are lying to me/gaslighting me, or they secretly hate me - I imagine she would have this, too, where she would get really paranoid that people don't actually like her. That they're all just lying to her about liking her. I imagine there's even an incident where she snaps at Shuichi to stop pretending to be her friend - which would obviously upset him greatly, and he'd have to convince her that he actually does like her.
Medicine makes bipolar SO much better, in my experience- so a lot of the more extreme symptoms would be when she's not on meds. After she gets on meds, I like to think she stabilizes a lot more! I am always sending my love to Latuda. That shits a miracle drug tbh.
But yeah!!! I can't believe I got so excited about Sato I forgot about my girl Kaede. For shame!
Autistic Kaede my beloved T_T The piano hyperfixation...the scripts for cheering others up and having no idea what to do when someone diverts from it...lots of ultimate students are autistic-coded by nature but Kaede is Up There. (And you could absolutely argue ADHD too!! Lots of comorbidity there.)
I don't talk about this very often here, but I have severe anxiety - like, severe enough that I've talked with my therapist about going on disability - and one of my symptoms was also delusions! Up until about college age, I really genuinely believed that everyone around me could read minds, and was using it to constantly watch me and mock me when I thought anything slightly wrong. I can definitely see Kaede grappling with that type of social paranoia! I think it could feed a lot into her consistently pushing to be friends with everyone, as a way to assuage her own anxieties. And it makes her execution even more tragic, knowing that she's not just breaking down about not being friends with everyone, but that her delusions are also breaking her down on a totally different level.
#asks#anon#ask to tag#long post#sorry to take so long to respond to this! waiting to see the Follower Decree on tagging long posts#+ got a lil nervous talking about my own mental health on here and had to cut it down lmao#kaede akamatsu#meta#v3
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guess whos back with a fanfic this time?!
its me ya boi tumblr user pink-gladioli. so this time i think i wrote something that counts as a fanfic, lets goooo. this is Macys first interactions with the Knights Academy and Jestro. Note in my rewrite/au idk what to call it, the knights academy students start their training at age 10 so jestro is a second year in this. Again in my brain au macy doesn't really start talking to the knights + jestro until shes 12/13 so thats why they're their stated age. also you might notice that the language i use when talking about squirebots almost implies that they aren't human and you'd be right! i wanted to convay the fact that almost nobody sees the squirebots as people which is why i used dehumanizing language when talking about them. (squirebots need rights, Fancypants for president 2024) anyways have fun reading this shitshow!
The holotrain ran across the capital, crossing the squirebots bellow doing their daily errands for their noble born masters, with only two one person inside. Macy stared out the window watching as her train traveled across the city getting closer and closer to her destination. She wasn’t going far and taking the high-speed train only made the trip even shorter. Finally saw her destination, The Knights Academy. She’s lucky to be out her by herself, it took a lot convincing and some help from Merlok, but she eventually was able to convince her parents to let her observe one of the tournaments of the 151st class.
Luckily a “friend” of hers was in the class, if Lances parents didn’t force him to attend the academy, she doubts that she would have been able to bring up the idea of viewing a tournament without being immediately getting shut down by her family’s squirebot before she even thought of asking her parents. However, she can’t really blame her parents for being protective over her, she is a princess and the future queen, it makes sense they would want to keep her safe inside the confines of the royal palace until she was old enough to detect dangerous people or situations. But she always felt she was old enough to leave, since she was eight, she was able to traverse the battlefield of her father’s royal balls; always knowing when the other nobles talked to her only in the hopes of getting something in return in the future. In fact, Lance was one of those nobles, but his case was always odd to her, it was clear that he had some passion but every time he dared to show it, it was put out like a candle. Foolish on his side, he was born into a family of knights, there was no point of trying to change his parents’ minds. They were even more traditional than hers! They weren’t the type to change their way of thinking, nor would they actually listen to their children, it makes her wonder they even had a second child. Perhaps it was maintain face, or did actually have that little faith in Lance to bring honor to the Richmond name? They are only twelve after all, they still have room to change.
Regardless she’s glad to be here without her parents, it made her feel mature. Of course, she had Fancypants by her side but that’s to expected for anyone born in the capital, having a personal squirebot is almost a sign of status in her world. “Princess, we’ve arrived,” said Fancypants breaking Macy out of her trance “Oh we are, we should go, I’d hate to leave Sir Brickland waiting.” As she walked the doors of the train, they opened she saw Swordmore Brickland standing in front of his school. “Ah, Princess Macy, it is always an honor to have a member of the royal family at our fine institution!” as he finished his sentence, he turned his eyes back to trains doors, expecting someone else to come out, but no one did. Macy paid no mind to this, “Thank you Sir Brickland the honor is mine, thank you for letting me observe the tournaments of some of your students” “Well I’m proud to let to you know you won’t be disappointed with my students’ abilities, Clay Moorington is in the class you will be viewing, and he is one of the best students I’ve ever seen!” Brickland said confidently. Moorington, she had heard that name before, Lance was complaining about him during one of her fathers parties last year. Something about him “having no chill” and being “a suck up and teachers pet,” she tells herself that she won’t let these outside opinions impact her thoughts on any of the students. That would impact her observations.
In truth she didn’t come to the academy because she wanted to see a bunch of children fight for a plastic trophy, she came here because she wanted to see other children her age. How did they act, what do they talk about, what is it like to live a life outside of the birdcage called the royal palace? This isn’t to say she hated her home, that’s far from the truth. She loved the governing simulations her father assigned her to prepare her for her job as Queen and watching the ministers arguer over things like whether Snottingham should have its own medical field was amusing to her.
But to say she talked to other children would just be a lie, at most she saw Lance once a month at her fathers’ parties, but she wasn’t quite fond of him. In fact, he could be a bit annoying at times, always complaining about his parents but never wanting to take on the reasonability of being a Richmond. He never talked about his future knightly duties, nor did he talk about how he planned to manage his family’s wealth when he eventually inherited it. She hoped that not all children were like this.
“There’s still some time before the tournament, let me give you a tour of the school,” Said Brickland as Macy gave a small nod. As the three two of them walked throughout the halls of the academy, Macy can feel the eyes of the few students in the hall looking at her, some only spare a glance while others stop in their tracts. Some of the latter are staring so intently that she certain they know who she is. However, the feeling of people watching her is one she hasn’t quite grown used to. Her fathers’ parties were mainly private with nobles that knew her and when they were public, she would rarely be out with her family. Her father said that this was to protect her from the judgmental eyes of news reporters hoping to get any ounce of information out of the young royal, and that once she was thirteen, she could choose to join them if she wanted. She’s just now starting to resent her father for not getting her used to feeling of what feels like a hundred pairs of eyes staring into your soul. But she knows she’s being irrational, most of the students think she’s just a transfer student getting a tour and those that do know won’t do anything. At most they might tell the whole school but hopefully word will take a while to travel to class 151, but she can’t shake the slight sinking feeling in her stomach. She tries her best to not let her nervousness show. Fancypants doesn’t comment nor does Brickland so she thinks it’s working.
As Brickland is explaining the history of a statue she sees a boy, clearly in distress, being dragged into a different room by two older students. Curiosity gets the better of her, and she leaves Fancypants and Brickland to go into this room. “I- I don’t want any trouble issue guys, I already gave you two my allowance for this week!” said the younger boy, “Yeah well someone lost that money in a bet so need more, plus its your fault. Berry here decided to bet all that money on your buddy Mooringtons tournament winning last week but because you messed it up, we lost our money!” said one of the older boys. Huh so this boy was on Moorington’s tourmate team, and is betting even allowed at this school? Well, shes deescalated conflicts in her governing simulations and between Lance and some of the squirebots so hopefully this shouldn’t be that different. “Hey what are you two doing?” She yelled, hoping to intimidate the two older boys “Who the hell are you? And what the heck are doing here, this is a private conversation!” said, who she assumes is, Berry. So, she failed at intimidation, “What I’m doing is stopping this ‘conversation’ from escalating any future, you two are clearly harassing that boy!” The said boy in question had an expression of…. shock? Why was he looking at her like that, she’s helping him! “Buzz of girl, this doesn’t concern you” Replied the unnamed boy, so they are going to be rude about this? Time to play the royalty card “It does concern me; do you know who I am? I’m the Princess of this country, any conflict between its citizens is my concern and I certainly won’t sit back and let you harass this poor boy!” She yelled it all the confidence a twelve-year-old could muster. As soon as she said that the two boys burst out in laughter “Princess?! Do you seriously believe us to believe that bullshit?! If the Princess was here the school would be preparing for weeks to show off every part of the school!” Said one of the boys, she honestly didn’t care which one it was. While it’s true that there would usually a grand celebration if a member of the royal family were to arrive at the Knights Academy, she had Fancypants specifically tell Swordmore Brickland to not tell anyone, she also had that message sent twenty minutes before they she got on the Holorail. She was honestly tired of these boys, who they think they are harassing an underclassman and then having the nerve to say it’s none of business when she intervened.
Almost on que Fancypants showed up behind her “Princess Macy, it is very rude to leave a tour befo- what is going on here?” She turned to face the two boys seeing their faces that were once filled amusement now being taken by what seemed to fear. She knew why, Fancypants had a distinct voice and build to distinguish him from other squirebots, there’s no denying that was the royal family’s squirebot. Brickland who followed behind Fancypants almost yelled out “Berry and Alex! How many times do I have to tell you to leave Jestro alone?! The both of you to detention now!!” Jestro, so that’s this boy’s name thought Macy. Alex and Berry left with annoyed faces, not even needing to ask where ‘detention’ is.
“I apologize that you had to see that Princess, unfortunately some of our worse students don’t seem to comprehend that bullying is strictly forbidden at The Knights Academy. I assure you that I will have a conversation with those boys’ parents.” Brickland assured, however Macy wasn’t really listening. She slowly walked up to the boy, Jestro she now knows, and asked “Are you okay?” Since the moment she first intervened that look on his face hadn’t changed, was he scared of her? “I-I- I’m fine, t-thank you. No one beside Clay really does that…” So those boys weren’t lying, this boy is really ‘buddies’ with Moorington. “It’s nothing, those two were being very rude. No one at an academy like this should act that way, it’s very shameful!” “Heh you kinda sound like Clay” This is the third time she has heard that name, it seems she can’t escape that name. Brickland interrupted their conversation with a fake cough “Anyways Jestro why aren’t you in class?” he asked. “O-oh um no one fixed my schedule remember, I don’t really have a class for second period. I had a meeting with you about this last week…” Brickland just looked at the boy with a face that Macy would call disapproving, but that can’t be right, this doesn't seem like Jestros fault so why does Sir Brickland face look almost annoyed? “That’s right, well we can talk about this later right now I need finish giving the Princess the tour, you are dismissed Jestro.” Brickland and Fancypants were about to leave before Macy spoke up
“Sir Brickland if it is not a problem with you, Jestro could join the tour. He doesn’t seem to have a class right now and it could be a good learning experience to learn more about the academy’s history, ah that’s if he wants to!” As Macy turned back to Jestro, she saw that face of shock again only this time it’s understandable to her, getting invited to join a member of the royal family is a great honor regardless of what the activity is, and she barely knew this boy. Yet she couldn’t leave this boy to wait in this empty classroom until his next class so why not have him join her? Brickland turned his face to Jestro “Well, Jestro, do you want to join us?” Jestro seemed to be too shocked to speak for a second but eventually responded, “Ah- Yes of course! Uh its- uh an honor to go on this tour with you princess” he gave a quick bow, and it was clear he was nervous. “Please call me Macy. We are friends now, right?” She doesn’t know why she said that it was just something that happened in the moment. While it’s true she came to the academy to observe other children her age she didn’t expect to be asking someone if they are friends with her. Maybe part of her wanted to make a friend. “O-oh okay um thank you again Macy” Jestro said, it seemed a bit of his nervousness had faded. Macy could feel herself smiling to that response before Brickland spoke “Well time to head back to our tour, this statue as I was saying….”
As Macy and Jestro listened and followed Brickland for the rest of the tour, Macy couldn’t stop the smile forming on her face. She had made her first friend, while she didn’t know much about friendship, she made a vow to always be there for Jestro and maybe they would make a bond that would last a lifetime.
As Macy was being overrun with monster on every side, she caught a glimpse of Jestro. He had a cruel smile on his face, laughing along with that damn cloud. She felt noting but hatred for him now.
#nexo knights#nexo knights rewrite#lego nexo knights#macy halbert#macy halbert nexo knights#jestro#jestro nexo knights#clay moorington#clay moorington nexo knights#i mean hes not in the story but his name is said like 4 times
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hi, love! i hope the link works this time and thank you for letting me know something went wrong with it before :)
here it is!
reading + reacting to my friends' fics // all the time in the world - zoya nazyalensky
it worked!! thank you for sending it again, i was majorly confused when i didn't find the link in your first request x.x
live reaction:
zoya zoya zoya
have i ever mentioned that i am a lesbian and so down bad for her?
because i am and i need everyone to know
is that an enemy to lovers trope i smell
very queer of you
oh no, a corporalki
is that a 10 things i hate about you reference??
not in this way?? oh??? I-
flirting through insults <333
a ball!!! i repeat, a ball!!
a blue dress??
i wonder why ;))
sdkhgfkjsdhg yes
oh enemies to lovers AND jealousy my god
‘that thing’ i died
having a private chat ohoo ;))
elliot is zoya’s numer one enemy
confessions confessions confessions
nicknames!!!
awwwwwwwwwwww, that was so cute jsdghjkd
my favourite lines:
– Good morning, Zoya! - the very well known voice echoed through the hallways of the palace and Zoya rolled her eyes without even bothering to check who was talking. - Made anyone cry today?
– No, but you can be the first. - the general answered, fighting the urge to send the girl flying out the window.
-> i understood that reference
– Aw, darling, we both know you can’t make me cry. - Y/N continued, stopping right in front of the other girl, smoothly resting her hand on her shoulder. - Not in this way, at least…
-> and i oop-
– Zoya. - Y/N called, her voice sweet as honey and Zoya knew she shouldn’t stop. Yet, she did it anyway. With a smile on her lips, Y/N simply said. - I’ll be wearing blue.
-> dshkjfdshfdkjh
Blue was Zoya’s color and Y/N was clearly making a statement. She was claiming something and Zoya was afraid of discovering what but, at the same time, the idea of seeing her wearing something that was hers, even if it was just a color, was doing something to her. And she was hating every damn minute.
-> yes yes yes
She was absolutely perfect and she was flirting with a guy.
-> zoya is not amused
– Zoya! - the girl said, taking a step back and thankfully putting some distance between her and that thing. - You really came!
-> 'that thing' THE WAY I CHOKED
It was Zoya’s turn to smile, and she did. A big, bright smile that had nothing to do with the scaring general Nazyalensky, but everything to do with the Zoya that was in love with the most annoying human on the planet. Her Y/N. She didn’t waste any other second before wrapping her arms around the girl’s waist, pulling her close before closing the distance between them, kissing her with passion.
-> dahbgdsaljhgdsljhg
final review:
as soon as you pulled out the enemies/rivals to lovers card you had me hooked. also, jealousy?? loved it. it was so good!! i just really can never say no to a good zoya fic lgdhjd
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Answering frequent Research Division questions from my inbox for clarity's sake:
"How many chapters are you posting for The Research Division/When will you complete The Research Division?"
I don't know. I initially predicted posting no more than 10 chapters, but that's been thrown out the window. We're probably looking at 20-25 now.
"Why are updates so slow?"
Originally I was aiming for bi-weekly updates, but that was naive of me to assume given my academic workload. I am in a double bachelors and teaching certificate program, so writing only occurs when I both have the free time and when I am in the mood. However, I hope to never keep the fic stagnant for more than a month.
"Will Y/N get turned into a vampire?"
I haven't completley made up my mind yet, but probably not. Thing is, the reader being immediatly turned in the beginning, or sometimes near the very end of Hellsing fanfics is a trope I don't vibe with. In the Hellsing-verse, being a vampire is generally not a fun experience. You have to die a virgin, you don't get to consume food or beverages, you're pretty weak unless sired by a true vampire, and you don't get a pleasent afterlife (if any). Other than the superpowers and anti-aging, becoming a vampire sounds like a shitty fate to me.
"Will there be smut?"
Uhhhhh...yes. I'm going to say yes. I've never written descriptive smut for a fic before, so I'm not the most comfortable with it yet. When it does happen, it will likley be clunky, so please bare with me. But yeah, there will be smut. Eventually.
"Do you hate Walter?"
No, I do not hate Walter C. Dornez. He's an important character in the series, and his whole love/hate relationship with Alucard and Integra is very interesting and endearing. He's also a total badass. However, for the reader-character I'm writing, I need to create a loyatly to Sir Integra that goes beyond our meta-love for her character and the Hellsing universe. Walter seemed like a good source for such loyalty, as he threw away all of his hard work for the sake of killing Alucard, the very reason Hellsing exists. It sets a bar for Y/N to jump over, making her an important part of the story, rather than just another Mary-Sue doormat.
"How did Y/N become a vampire researcher/what is her past?"
I left this topic purposely vague as to better the reader immersion. I picture Y/N as someone pushing near 30, if not already in her early 30s. So with that in mind, it would make sense for Y/N's passion for vampires to begin at an early age, likley somewhere before high school. However, given that most Hellsing fans are out of high school, I wanted to give my readers the freedom to imagine their own motivations for becoming Dr. Y/N Y/L/N. Whether that be through a vampiric encounter or simple curiosity, it's up to all of you.
If anyone has anymore questions, feel free to either send an ask or DM me, I'm always open.
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