#and Ace is like why bother with this performance at all???

[xamaxenta]

crashes in thru the window A Vision. Ive Seen A Vision. sabos hands are covered in scars from using his dragon claw thingy and professional martial artists like brickbreakers and shit literally have their bones thicken over time from healing microfractures to provide more strength and power BUT it can come at the cost of joint pain and/or arthritis especially with age. what im saying is scarred calloused weapons of mass destruction sabo hands and rough warm physicians tools, lifetime of rope and rigging and worn ships marco the phoenix hands, gently easing the very literal ache in sabos bones with his two hands cupped around sabos (and sabo is slighter, his hands at first glance look narrow and delicate, but by the time youre close enough to see the scars on his pasty ass skin its too late for you, and marcos workmans hands completely eclipse his) full of warm healing flames . sabo and marco bite and snark and tease and fuck nasty so much that some ppl cannot tell if they like or hate each other but at the end of the day there is no one sabo trusts more to look over his strongest most intimate weapons (LITERALLY attached to/part of his body) like honing the fine edge of a blade that cuts anyone who touches it . but marco bleeds fire. they bicker and argue and tease but here it is silent. the only sounds are the warm rustle of callouses dragging against each other abd the soft rumble of crackling phoenix fire, louder than a candle but quieter than a lantern, and when it pops and snaps it sounds more like leaves and sea waves carried by the breeze and sabo finally, finally can relax for just a moment

This makes me yearn so much i am so full of yearning rn

Absolutely beautiful commentary of their relationship

Sabo’s a man of many facets and Marco wholly understands this and does what he can to enable it, if anything to protect him

If Sabo needs to be seen as someone dangerous vicious tongued, sharper wit, someone so beyond the league of normal men then Marco, the phoenix, who has had plenty of experience would do anything to enable this image

Because when theyre alone he gets to see Sabo as he is because Sabo trusts him implicitly and that means so much more than any words they could share or any snarky performance for the public could

Its rly soft aaaaaah wnishdoshd

Also the softest imagery of Sabo allowing Marco to look over his hands, press out the hurt, the ache, soothe the angry sharpness in his wrists that flares up whenever he writes, Sabo going boneless into his embrace hes shockingly vulnerable like this, without the squaring of his shoulders and the confident commanding pitch of his voice its easy to see the soft nobility in his form something hes striven to move beyond

#marcosabo #marsab #MAS #and Ace is like why bother with this performance at all??? #sabo; there’s a heirarchy i have to establish for my public image #ace: but how come u dont do that w me #sabo: darling… no one expects anything other than adoration when it comes to you #ace: :0 #anyway Marco’s happy to bicker its fun #and later when hes sitting legs tangled with sabos in peace hes like that went well #sabo leans in to snuggle against him like yeah #thanks #its a little complicated just a bit haha

[saerins]

─── 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄

+ itoshi sae x f!reader | wc 1.6k

notes: this man is taking over my life >:( if anyone knows how to get over him pls let me know i hate him <3

summary: nothing’s necessary except his talent in soccer, until you appeared. and now, he’s got a new challenge.

itoshi sae is great with soccer—anything that involves him on the pitch, he’ll ace it. he excels at everything he learns on the field, easy as pie.

he’s never really bothered to try to be good at anything else.

as his girlfriend, you know this. you’ve seen him perform and it makes you wonder why someone like him is even with you.

but that makes it especially funny in times like this, when you see him staring at his laundry in shock because his whites turned pink.

“what the fuck?” he’s mumbling to himself, and you’re trying not to snicker from his living room, pressing your lips together.

it’s also funny when you hear him groaning from the kitchen, making you switch your camera off as you play hooky from your lecture and tiptoe out to see what happened.

you wonder how much you’d get if you photographed him right now, staring panickedly at his frying pan, his grilled chicken burnt to a crisp.

sometimes you can’t hold in your laughter, like right now, and sae whips his head around to glare at you.

“you know, i can cook dinner if you want,” you offer him.

sae scoffs, waving you away, “i can do it. just go back to your lecture.”

he’s stubborn, and you think that’s adorable, so you leave him to it.

you ate very tough skinless chicken that night. you told him it’s not bad, just to spare his feelings.

“you’re really quite hopeless with all of this,” you mumble absentmindedly as you look at your white dress shirt, a hole in the shoulder blade.

“shut up, i’ll get you a new one,” sae grumbles, grabbing it from you and tossing it in the bin.

it’s really quite cute how he tries to help with your chores, especially when he found out how swamped you are with finals and your part-time job as a receptionist at a big shot law firm. sae can be thoughtful when he tries to be.

sure, he ends up being more trouble than help, but you’re kind of entertained by his fuck ups so you let him be. it’s part of his many charms; he is an absolute beast on the field, but he’s like a child outside of it. he’s grumpy and stubborn and such a baby. you’re wondering if he can ever live alone because of it.

“here, wear mine,” sae says, offering you his white button down shirt instead.

you weren’t exactly living together, but you stay over sometimes, and most times he’s the one staying over, only because your apartment is more well-equipped for day to day life.

and by that you mean that, at the very least, your fridge is well stocked, vegetables and meat and whatnot, and you have detergents and bathing necessities and everything a guest could possibly need.

meanwhile, even if sae’s apartment is ten times more beautiful and luxurious than yours, his fridge is empty because he always orders takeout without you around, and he only has just enough supplies for himself. which isn’t a crime, but obviously he hasn’t had much of his past girlfriends staying over because he got stressed that one time he had to buy you pads and tampons.

you smile to yourself when you remember how panicked he was while he was at the feminine care aisle in the supermarket, rambling on and on about how people are staring at him because he kept taking all the different brands because he doesn’t know what the fuck you like.

he ended up giving up and getting one of each, and you’re greeted by one of his fanpages on instagram posting about it, a sighting by one of their followers coupled with a picture of sae trying to hide in the hood of his jacket, face beet red while the cashier processed his entire basket of tampons.

now his house has a whole year’s worth of tampon supply.

that was also the night where everyone found out he had a girlfriend.

“you wanna head out for dinner later?” you ask him as you button up his shirt on yourself.

sae drags his eyes over your body. you look good in his shirt, he should let you wear his stuff more often. but you turn his way and he averts his gaze just in time.

“sure, you end at 8?”

you nod.

“fine, i’ll pick you up later,” sae says and shoos you out the door. he glances at the clock on your wall.

3pm. he has about four hours to settle this.

you find sae parked outside the lobby when you end your shift.

“have fun with your dreamy boyfriend,” the other receptionist coos, shooting you a knowing look before she walks off with a wink.

you bid her goodbye and then turn your attention back to your boyfriend, who’s so busy with his phone that he doesn’t even notice you coming.

if someone were to tell the old you that you and sae would turn out to be lovers in the future, you’d have laughed your ass off. he used to be nothing more than someone you used to watch at soccer matches, just some guy who seemed to live in such a different world than yours that you never imagined you’d ever get together with him.

who knew that a single conversation you had with him at the age of seventeen could’ve spurred you to where you are now, age twenty-one and still very much in love with each other?

maybe you should’ve flirted with sae sooner. maybe you should’ve annoyed the shit out of him and made him notice you more before that night.

but you’re not complaining—you’re happy with where you are right now.

you’re getting good grades at school, your employers are very satisfied with you and would offer you a permanent position there any time, and you have a wonderful boyfriend, even if he is surly and inexpressive most of the time.

“hey there,” you greet as you get into his car, and sae gets spooked so much he drops his phone on the ground. again, one of his many charming qualities. you note how he hates horror, the complete opposite of his brother.

sae’s ears turn red from embarrassment, but he picks his phone off the ground and drives off, a hand on the steering wheel and his other hand on your thigh.

“were you busy earlier?” you ask sae once you’re both halfway into dinner, suddenly remembering how he chased you out of the house.

sae cocks his brow, “not really, just had a meeting.”

“oh, with who?”

you’re wondering whether it was with his manager, maybe there’s more sponsorship deals for him. or maybe it was with his coach, about soccer stuff you wouldn’t understand.

“your parents,” he says, so nonchalantly you almost think he’s kidding.

“wait, baby what?”

sae’s eyes flick up from his dinner to you, long lashes framing those pretty teal eyes. his hair looks so soft you kind of want to run your hands through them, but you tell yourself to focus now.

“they just wanted to talk to me because i sent them an alarming text,” he says, not so helpfully because he doesn’t elaborate further. plus, the fact that his face is as stoic as ever doesn’t alleviate your worries that it’s something bad.

“what did you tell them?”

sae’s expression doesn’t change. “secret.”

“babe, you’re killing me.”

sae sighs, his hand in yours as the both of you walk back to your apartment. “the last thing i would do is kill you,” he says, fumbling for his copy of the keys to your apartment. “who’s gonna do my laundry for me then?”

you slap him on his arm, getting to hear him snicker for the first time tonight. he unlocks your door and lets you walk in first, and the moment you do, you’re frozen in position.

there’s rose petals on the floor, scattered around the living room. there’s photos hanging off of delicately strung ropes, all photos of you and sae. photos of the both of you the first time you spoke on the pitch, photos of you meeting his parents and brother, photos of your first couples trip to europe. your coffee table has become a makeshift photo spread, even more photos spread out on it.

“w-what’s all this?” it comes out as a whisper, but sae hears you.

you feel his arms wrap around your waist from behind, a pair of lips pressing a kiss onto your temple. “i love you, y/n,” he whispers, and you think you’re dreaming because he rarely ever says it, he’s more the kind of person that shows it.

but in this moment, it’s both. and you’re overwhelmed, in a good way.

itoshi sae is great with soccer, and he’s never felt the need to even try and be good at anything else. but not now, not anymore.

when you turn around, sae is on one knee, a beautiful bright diamond ring sitting in a velvet box on his palm.

“marry me, y/n,” sae asks, in a very sae-like manner. like he knows your answer and he’s cutting to the chase.

you tell him yes anyway, because there’s no way you’d ever say no.

that night as the both of you lay in your bed, nervous fingers twiddling with each other’s, each of you looking into the other’s eyes, sae’s decided on his life mission.

sure, he’s probably a pain in your ass when it comes to household chores. but he’ll learn. he’s also probably insufferable when he’s being stubborn, but he’d never want to be someone else’s problem.

for you, he’d do anything. for you, he’d put everything else second. for you, he’s going to be the best husband there ever was.

#bllk x reader #itoshi sae x reader #sae x reader #sae itoshi x reader #blue lock x reader #sae itoshi x you #sae itoshi x y/n #sae x you #sae x y/n #bllk sae x reader #bllk x you #bllk x y/n #blue lock x you #blue lock x y/n #itoshi sae fluff #bllk fluff #blue lock fluff #sae itoshi fluff #૪ aeri’s fics !

[shinjisdone]

When you have an Secret Admirer - and it's not them (3; Octavinelle)

A love letter was left at your door and now you are searching for that 'secret admirer' - everyone wants to help you out...but have their own reason for it.

'I wish for your stay at this college to be fruitful, with no stress engulfing you in any way, shape or form...'

form of headcanons + scenario-ish

[note: reader is gender-neutral but mostly mentioned in 2. pov; a series of everyone you meet following you. headcanon will follow each char. own thoughts on the situation. mostly nervousness, slight jealousy & stubbornness]

Part 1: Heartslabyul

Part 2: Savanaclaw

Part 4: Scarabia

Part 5: Pomefiore

Part 6: Ignihyde

Part 7: Diasomnia

You performed surprisingly well in alchemy class.

After everything, you decided to stay in your room, using the 'gift' to study. It served well to avoid Crewel's ire and as a good distraction on all the wishpering rumors swimming about in school. Heartslabyul and Savanclaw are big dorms and while the first is rather meek of Riddle's wrath, the latter had no problem sharing their experience with everyone they met that week.

A part of you knew of their insensitiveness as Savanaclaw students and that they had to deal more with just that incident, so you believed it best to stay alone for now. You did not listen to Ace's and Deuce's texts, just giving brief responses nor did you accept Heartslabyul's invitation to their Unbirthday parties. You couldn't bear listening to Jack's attempt to be direct when trying to cheer you up and you did not want to bother him and Ruggie, making them believe they have to shield you from their own dorm. On top of that, Leona suddenly started to take the same classes as you, staring through your soul but refusing to speak.

The words were spread and it feels like all you can do is wait it out until things cool down.

Floyd Leech

You see, there is no need for anything in Octavinelle to happen for Floyd to catch wind of things.

Huh? What's this? Flowers were stolen, people shot into the air? Sounds like fun! Why isn't he invited to these things?

It's when he's squeezing a Heartslaybul student and they breathlessly confess that this wasn't really done by a prankster as some want to believe - they see themselves as an secret admirer.

An secret admirer...for the Ramshakle prefect.

"Huh?"

In a second the student is dropped on the floor, Floyd letting out one of the most terrefying sounds they have ever heard. He bends down to their level in such speed it renders them frozen, as he inquires them of more information.

...A secret admirer, for real? And...they've got their eye on...Shrimpy...

It was a mistake to think that things would die down in due time.

Right as you entered the hallway, fast footsteps could be heard racing towards you before you are hoisted up in long, strong arms.

"Shrimpy~~~! What the hell?"

Floyd squeezed you closer against his chest, rocking you back and forth as if you were a toy, not needing air. You are not let go before you give him the answers he wants to hear.

"Hehe, what's up with this 'secret admirer' crap? You're not seriously into that, are you~? No, not my Shrimpy!"

Floyd will not leave you alone. He clings onto you like a leech, his hand always somewhere on you. Why are you looking at him like that, he's just curious! About your dear admirer.

"Say, what else did you get from them? Huh? How lame." "Wouldja like me to do the same for you? Huh? Huh? Wouldja fall for me like a stonefish underwater?" "Do you know who that admirer is, Shrimpy? I would love to meet them - and squeeze them."

It goes on and on the entire day. Before Floyd suddenly jumps up and enthusiastically waves at his brother.

Jade Leech

And there he is, seeing his brother wave at him with such sinister glee with you trapped in his arms. You are approaching Jade whether you like it or not.

With a empty smile he greets you two. Of course, all that Floyd has heard, so has Jade. However, he isn't as brash and direct as him.

Instead he inquires your well-being and day as if nothing was up at all - it only makes you more nervous and he knows that. So he continues.

It is only when Floyd just bursts, letting everything he knows out in a flood of excitement and anger. Jade nods in understanding before looking at you with his usual, toothy, shark grin.

"Oya, oya...it seems you're quite in a pickle. Never thought that would happen to you, eh? I did."

He puts his hand on your lower back, Jade at the left and Floyd at your right as he leads you into the direction of the Monstro Longue. "Why, we won't let anything happen to you. The least you deserve is the Monstro Longue as our protection. Say, Floyd, should we ask for Azul's help?"

Jade pushes you further with Floyd agreeing happily. The two basically drag you there, Jade having an soft, almost gentleman-like grip on you.

"This is nothing but trouble for you, isn't it? Don't worry, you can rely on me. Always come to me."

What an interesting game.

Jade is fond of playing the bystander and just watching how things unfold and this would also be the case usually. But he must admit, he's kinda vexed.

Oh? An secret admirer at this school? Sure, why not? Makes things interesting.

But an secret admirer for you? Ah, that does kinda annoy him, takes him out of his routine. Besides, if that person is as adamant on destroying the dorm's reputation like he heard, then as the Vice leader he can't just stand by this time.

Jade doesn't need you to think less of him.

In fact, what an opportunity to have you stick to him like glue - as to 'look out for you'. This 'admirer' is nothing but a troublemaker, bringing everyone against you without your consent - sure, you've eaten well, got a great score in alchemy, are doing well in class, and have an person out there adoring you in addition - but you don't need that when you have Jade, right?

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul had loooong known of these...incidents. And it barely has been two weeks!

Well, he's sly, he's fast and he had that one person still owing him when they couldn't pay that one drink...and look at that, they were a Savanaclaw student who happened to visit a friend from Heartslabyul...digging information out is his forte.

So there he is, fixing his tie, laying all utensils symmetrical out and one, two, three...the door opens.

And there you are, in the twins' grip looking as pestered and confused as ever...ah, you do look adorable, whatever you do.

Before you could protest, Azul clears his throat, throws his arms out, his scarf flying up before he announces what you already know.

He mentiones the trouble you went through these weeks, pointing the possible future shenanigans and how much they will negatively affect you...without mentioning that admirer for a second.

He plays his old role well; confident and charmingly sly as he wants you to give in, making all of these seem like trouble where you will end up empty-handed. This isn't worth the hussle.

"So, what say you, dear (Name)-san? What say we make a deal?"

Before you can even open your mouth to protest, you're not stupid

"-Ah, but in return you just have to gain some points by buying from the Monstro Longue. Become a more frequent customer, you know? We can find out who this admirer is and convince them to stop. Honestly, can't they see that they aren't helping you at all? If anything, they are the biggest nuisance out of everyone bothering you-!"

Azul's breath hitches.

There you are, in this exquisite seat, looking away with a glare yet your cheeks are just swelling red. A charming, cherry red that coats your skin so...cutely.

Wh-What?

Did he say something wrong? Did his business strategy go into a complete different direction? Wha-What did he do???

Oh, shoot. Keep it cool, Azul. Get it together.

"...A-as I was saying..."

He breaks the role; back to his stammering, insecure self where the words, which felt so pre-programmed, gave up on him. He adjusts his glasses, tucks his hair behind his ear but that sight of you just...shackled him.

You let out a groan, shooting out of the chair and rubbing your neck. This is a waste of time, you don't even want anyone talking about this person when that is something only meant for you to know-

As you got up to leave, Azul stood up with you, his hand quickly reaching for a pen, before a quiet sound entered the room - of something swift and light falling down. Landing in front of the exit, Jade picked it up with a raise of his brow.

'Deals are meant to be truthful first, not broken second.'

Your heart started to race once he read the message out loud. It had been pounding in your ear, long before an employee bursted into the room and stated that all ingredients were missing with a perplexed expression. Your voice cut short long before guests realized that their orders were not coming, nothing seemed to work in the Monstro Longue. Azul was freaking out, Jade, as ridicilous as he found all of this, did try earnestly to fix the situation by immediately closing the restaurant until they have found everything that has been stolen - sure, they could order more but that's costly! (also, all done by Azul's mother, she won't be happy to know about this!) and who knows if nothing won't be stolen again!

Ok, you think to yourself as you walk back to your dorm, this could be done by someone else. It's all coincidence - not very likely, but possible. You pass by the gate to collide with a distressed Grim, who mumbles about 'cursed soil'. Running over to your backyard, you could see the usual dull green bushes blooming with blue flowers and herbs. They seemed to have congregated on the dead soil, blooming while the rest of the yard looked as soulless as ever. As you were about to ask if your ghostly roommates had anything to do with it, you could spy a pink letter tangled between a blue flower's petals that just grew in size.

'To my dearest (Name)

I hope it's okay with you to call you by your first name. We haven't really met yet, at least not officially, but I was tired of seeming like a stranger to you. I hope you are becoming of these flowers and herbs growing here. I spent a lot of time perfecting a growing spell here on school grounds, so no worries! I didn't intrude on your property or anything. With that spell you can choose in which locations the designated seeds will grow.

Admittedly, that brought along a lot of all-nighters in the garden room and the seeds were hard to find here in NRC, but I wanted you to have useful herbs for alchemy and beautuful flowers...to maybe just look at? The Ramshakle dorm has been abandoned for such a long time and while I know you aren't alone (you got your friends! And a cat, I think?) someone like you deserves a place that is a bit more homey. Do what you want with the flowers and herbs. They are all yours.

And don't worry. I will be giving Octavinelle their ingridients back. I wanted the attention away from you. This is something I'd like to keep between you and me &lt;;3. It's gonna be like mice stole them away to make a cake :).

Besides, they did try to take away the Ramshakle dorm, the only place that could be like a home to you here. Not really fair, is it?'

Your Secret Admirer

Floyd

Haha. Excuse me? Excuse Floyd?

Now he really is mad at that admirer kid. Who the hell do they think they are?

Don't they know that doing this means more work for him? He doesn't wanna hang around the restaurant all daaaaay...

Oh, Floyd isn't stupid. It had to be that student. Even if it wasn't, he'd still let out all his anger out on them. They're makin' lovey-dovey eyes at his Shrimpy.

Now he is stuck here, not being able to go out, not being able to have fun, not being able to see his Shrimpy...

Aaaaaah, is that part of their master plan?

Hehehe...he vows to himself to have this kid kick the bucket. He'll make sure of it personally.

And when he is able to escape his chores and sees some blue grass blooming in your yard like no tomorrow? And seeing that smile on your face while you are admiring them? (While he is spying on you before tackling you in a 'hug'?)

This admirer is dead.

You're lucky Floyd's busy. Or else he will be sure to barrage you with questions, be sure to tell him who the hell this is, where their dorm is so he can end them.

Jade

Oya oya...

How interesting...and irritating.

He, Floyd and Azul now have more work to do than anticipated. On top of that they have to clean everything up before Azul's mom gets wind of this. Honestly, he is more focused on getting things back together than really finding the culprit of this cause...considering everything returns a few days later, with a few pounds of ingrdients used for a 'cake' some 'mice' made. If there were any in NRC, Lucifer would have long caught them.

Jade isn't stupid either. His brother immediately let out his suspicions and he complies without protest. Alas, he unfortunately has to agree with this admirer. It's best if no attention is drawn on you. You wouldn't want that and neither does he. Though if you were congegrated by a mass of students, Jade would gladly take you under his wing ;)

Still, he cleans everything up, pretends all is well once the stuff returns and the restaurant can open again. A facade should be an amicable one. He's fine with letting things go as they do, listening to Floyd's findings with an eager ear and greeting you so pleasantly when he can.

"I hope everything goes well for you. If you need anything at all, just come by. You don't even need to visit Azul if he's being too sly for your tastes - not even to Floyd if you want to. You don't need to enter Monstro Longue at all! You can just come see me and I'll gladly listen. Just come to me."

He'll be your second admirer...though more distant and less admiring and more observing...

Azul

AAAAAAAAAAA

If Floyd is being passive aggressive against anyone and anything who could be your admirer and Jade is sweetly quiet and observant, then Azul is freaking out.

How could this happen to him?! First this admirer thing and now things got stolen from his restaurant?!

And what's even more infuriating is that vivid memory in his head repeating over and over and over and over again-

Your adorable self avoiding his gaze with the brightest blush he has ever seen on you. If only he could hold this memory positively in his heart but the cause of it was some unknown person. Maybe someone he has never met, someone you have never met!

And you weren't blushing because of him.

You didn't make a deal with him, the restaurant was closed for a few days and if Floyd is right (he usually tells the truth when he's in a bad mood) there are now flowers blossoming in your backyard ever since you left the...restaurant.

This stresses Azul out more than he thought and he needed a day to calm down. Next, he needs to plan this...right...right in a way where you wouldn't even be thinking about this secret admirer ever again...

[imma say it, if it weren't for floyd Octavinelle would be suuuuper borringggggg. azul is a crybaby who i could easily end in a fight and jade is unironically terrifying but also a diet sebastian michaelis]

[aaalso i am running out of shenanigans for the admirer to do ahahhaa...]

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #secret admirer #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #floyd leech #jade leech #azul ashengrotto #gender neutral imagine #twst scenario #gender neutral reader #twst headcanons #octavinelle #floyd is the best one #there i said it #jade is terrifiying you cant tell when hes lying i dont like that #azul *sobbing like bawby awww is the baby gonna cwy* #twst

[merely-a-caricature]

What does it mean to be Sex/Romance Ambivalent?

The majority of people on the aspec are aware of favorable, indifferent, etc. when talking about personal stances toward romance/sex. But what about ambivalent? I don’t see people mentioning it nearly as much. I’ll give a brief explanation for those who don’t know what romance/sex ambivalent is.

Since I’m sex-ambivalent, I’ll use my personal experiences as an example. Sex-ambivalent is a personal stance on sex. Your feelings toward sex may fluctuate and be unclear. (Everything I say can be applied to romance-ambivalent as well with some obvious tweaking). Your personal stance could range from the feeling of being indifferent to averse, favorable to repulsed, indifferent to repulsed, whatever. Personally, I fall anywhere from feeling like indifferent to repulsed.

How we feel may vary depending on mood or what types of acts are being performed. For some they may be more comfortable when it’s with fictional characters. Or maybe they’re more comfortable with different people. I may be in a in a mood and be rather repulsed by the idea of anything sexual, but when I’m in a better mood it doesn’t bother me as much. There are many other reason why your feelings towards romance/sex may fluctuate, but this is just a general overview.

I may occasionally read erotic fanfiction and enjoy it, but I can’t even stand the thought of actual p*rn. Sometimes I don’t even want to read any kind do fanfiction like that. While I do enjoy certain types of more erotic fanfiction, I only enjoy it when certain types of acts are performed. Usually I just like a passionate make-out that gets a bit heated. Maybe some stuff that gets more suggestive too. But anything that involves actual more intimate parts on top or bottom gets an immediate “Nope” for me and I suddenly get more uncomfortable. I can’t stand the idea of intercourse or read about, but I can be totally okay with other “less intense” sexual acts.

I also want to point being being greyace is not equivalent to being sex ambivalent. I’m a black stripe ace meaning I experience no sexual attraction, but I am also sex-ambivalent. You can be greyace and sex ambivalent, be black stripe and ambivalent, and even be allo and sex-ambivalent! Ambivalent isn’t just a way to describe aros/aces, it can apply to anyone no matter your orientation.

Romance/sex-oscillating is also another slightly different term that describes how feelings towards the concept of romance/sex fluctuate/change over time. The factor for changing feelings when your oscillating is the passage of time v.s the factor for changing when your ambivalent is going to things like mood, whether or not it’s the written word, fiction or non-fiction, the types of acts being performed, etc. It depends on the person what external factors may change their feelings. Some people use both labels, some people, like me, don’t, and that’s okay. I apologize if I didn’t explain oscillating well enough. I do not identify with the label myself or feel that way, so please tell me if I could improve upon anything said.

All of this to say, some people feelings on romance/sex are very complicated and don’t fit super neatly into one single stance or they can fluctuate over time. You may feel differently about different situations than I do, and that’s okay. All us ambivalents aren’t the same after all!

#aromantic #asexual #aromantism #asexuality #arospec #acespec #aspec #romance ambivalent #sex ambivalent #aroace #lgbtq #queer #i hope this post can shed light on this topic #sex oscillating #romance oscillating #grsm #ace post #asexual things #ace things #ace thoughts #aromantic asexual #aromantic spectrum #asexual spectrum

[sparklecryptid]

A Reveal because the Lucis Caelums had a magical family tree made up once and somebody finally found the thing after it was lost in the archives for a few centuries.

Regis is not even the only person with bastards, he's just the most recent one and it's not even the biggest scandal.

(That would be the confirmation that the children of that one LC queen couple of hundreds years ago were most definitely not sired by her husband, which honestly, everyone expected already because the man was so gay and not even pretending otherwise.)

Noctis stares at the magic family tree.

He stares at it. Ignis stares at it.

The two of them exchange looks.

"Well," Noctis says eventually, "Do you think I can toss the crown at one of my siblings-"

Ignis gives him a look that would make lesser men weep.

"I'm not sure they would appreciate that."

-

After that Noctis takes the family tree and with Prompto's help carefully looks up the names of his siblings.

One of them lives in Lestallum and works as a scientist at the power plant, Thanatos seems to be a cheerful man with red eyes and that makes Noctis wonder WHY no one has connected him to their father earlier.

The next is Ardor, who has a Kwetter account that is only used to post blurry shots of beasts and daemons that Ardor was hunting and to response to his other siblings.

Which is how Noctis finds out that all his half-siblings know about each other and regularly interact through the internet.

It makes him feel a bit lonely to be honest. He understands their desire to not want to come forward but-

Well.

He's always wanted a bigger family.

The next person Noctis and Prompto find is a man named Ace who is Hunter and sometimes appears in Ardor's photos. He's Galahdian, obvious by the beads in his hair, and Noctis and Prompto share a look when they realize that Ace is married to an active member of the Kingsglaive.

Persephone is next, she's a priestess with a warm smile that Noctis thinks is somehow comforting and threatening at the same time. She is also married to an active member of the Kingsglaive and routinely shows up on her siblings feed asking them to 'please reconsider what they are about to do'.

Jules works in a book store. She has mousy brown hair and bright blue eyes hidden behind thick frames. She looks like someone Ignis would get along with.

Bard is - okay, Noctis has known who Bard is for a while know, her videos go viral whenever she posts her street performances and Noctis knows that Ignis and Gladio are fans. He wonders if he can get them an autograph.

Jupiter is the sister of an active member of the Kingsglaive and Noctis begins to wonder if they're training them so poorly they can't recognize members of the loyal family.

There is nothing on Mercury's page but cat photos that she tags her siblings in with 'this you?' the latest of which is a wet cat staring at the camera that Mercury tagged Ardor in.

Noctis is a little hurt that they all know each other and yet never bothered to come forward.

If he posts a video of the magically glowing family tree on his Official Account and tags all his siblings in it with 'this u?' well-

Noctis deserves to blow up the internet once and while.

As a treat.

(The existence of the siblings gets quickly brushed aside when the family tree - upon study by various historians - confirms that the children of The Star were not sired by her husbands.

Thanatos immediately posts a joke about 'horny running in the family'.)

#all the bastards verse

[harunayuuka2060]

Floyd: You should join us to Octavinelle for real~. You have the moves heh heh heh!

MC: ...

MC: Floyd is... a weird person.

Floyd: Ne, Angelfish? It will be more fun in Octavinelle. And Azul will give you a slack unlike Goldfish.

MC: My big brother said that I should stay with the person who helped me. Betrayal is a big no-no.

Floyd: Aw come on~! How am I going to have a playmate if you will decline me too? *sad, eel face (if that even exist)*

MC: ...

MC: There's Jade.

Floyd: *starts whining like a toddler* But I want Angelfish! Angelfish!

MC: ...

Vil: Floyd, I'm sure you're not a participant of this contest. Why are you here?

Floyd: Hmhm~ I'm here to support Angelfish.

Jade: And we had already asked Riddle's permission to join them in the backstage.

Vil: I'm surprised he agreed.

MC: He didn't. He just doesn't like Floyd bothering him.

Vil: Figures. Anyway, do your best out there, MC. Remember the things I've taught you.

MC: What things? You only told me to be a good, shiny potato.

Vil: *chuckles* Just make Riddle proud.

MC: *nods*

Ace: Riddle, why did you give our spot to Floyd and Jade?

Cater: I know, right? I was so excited to post their behind-the-scenes on magicam.

Trey: We can still join them later. Right, Riddle?

Riddle: Yes.

Deuce: By the way, the Pomefiore housewarden has invited us to go to their dorm later after this event.

Riddle: Why?

Deuce: He said that he was positive MC will win this.

Riddle: ...

Riddle: *smiles proudly* Vil knows what he's saying.

Rook: Merveilleux! Perfect score!

Vil: Rook, the contest has ended. You don't have to act like you were one of the judges.

Epel: Can anyone help me to remove their makeup? *frowns when no one noticed him*

MC: Thanks, Epel.

Epel: *smiles* Your performance was amazing. I almost thought you were a celebrity. Are you sure that was your first time?

MC: *nods*

Epel: Ah, maybe you're just talented.

Azul: There you are, MC. Congratulations. *smiles at them as he approaches*

Jade and Floyd: *tagging along*

Floyd: Angelfish looked like a real angel on stage.

Jade: I would've to agree with Floyd. You even made Riddle cry.

MC: Riddle cried?

Azul: Of happiness. *chuckles* You shouldn't worry about him.

*The Heartslabyul crew has arrived*

Ace: MC!

MC: *runs towards them* Ace!

Deuce: Congratulations!

Cater: Hey, hey! Let's all take a picture!

MC: *noticed that Riddle isn't with them*

MC: Where's Riddle?

Ace: Riddle? Welp, Trey is helping him to get rid of his puffy eyes.

Deuce: Housewarden Rosehearts was so moved by your performance that he cried a lot.

Cater: Didn't know Riddle can be dramatic.

Riddle: Who you are calling dramatic, Cater?

Cater: N-No one! Peace!

MC: Riddle! *goes to him*

Trey: Hey, congratulations. *chuckles* *then ruffles their hair*

Riddle: *his eyes were still puffy* You've put quite a performance. Though it shocked me with what you've answered in the Q&A portion.

Trey: Ah, you mean, "Who's the best person you've met so far" and they didn't hesitate to say that it was you?

Riddle: *blushes a little* It caught me off guard.

Ace: I was expecting it to be my name to be honest.

Deuce: Not a chance.

Ace: And so are you!

Cater: Calm down, people. We're here to par-tayy~!

Riddle: MC, you should enjoy yourself. You can mingle with the others and for once, I will allow you to go home late.

MC: *hugs him* Thanks, Riddle!

Cater: Aww~! I wish Riddle can be sweet with us too!

Riddle: *frowns at him*

Cater: Or not. Haha!

Ortho: Brother? I thought you were going to Pomefiore?

Idia: I-I've changed my mind.

Ortho: *frowns* But how are you going to give that to MC?

Idia: S-Some other time... When they're not with the party people.

#twisted wonderland #twst mc #twst floyd #twst vil #twst rook #twst epel #twst jade #twst azul #twst riddle #twst ace #twst deuce #twst cater #twst trey #twst idia #twst ortho #twst observer

[harlowsbby]

Can you write something where reader is about a foot shorter than Jack? It can be fluff or smut I don’t care. I just feel like there’s not enough short girl fics. Thank you 💗

Timeless Love

You absolutely hated being short mainly because you weren’t necessarily bullied for being short, people just loved teasing you because of it and mainly your boyfriend Jack.

You woke up that morning before Jack and decided to go downstairs and make some breakfast for the two of you, breakfast wasn’t really your thing but whenever Jack was home he made sure you ate every single meal of the day.

Making your way downstairs and into the kitchen you pulled out some waffle mix along with eggs and bacon and quickly got to work. Just as you put the bacon in the oven you went ahead to start on the waffles since they’d take a minute.

Opening up your kitchen cabinet you frowned not seeing your measuring cups anywhere. “Where’d they go.” You mumbled to yourself and started looking at all of the cabinets trying to find your measuring cups, when eventually you found them at the highest shelf in your kitchen.

“What.. how did they even get up there.” You rolled your eyes when you remembered Jack had did the dishes the night before so it made sense why everything was in the wrong spot.

“I swear I’m going to kill this man.” You groaned and went to the side of the fridge where your stepping stool usually was but somehow it must’ve grown legs and ran away over night. You weren’t about to jump on top of the counter and break your back or neck in the process so jumping was the only option.

Groaning and huffing as you jumped up and down trying to reach your measuring cups. You absolutely despised being short meanwhile Jack absolutely loved it, he’d always rest his arms on top of your head or at times he’d just wanna carry you on his back or lift you on-top of his shoulders even though you’d always turn down the offer.

You remembered the first time he had offered to put you on his shoulders. It was really cute you had to admit.

little flashback

“Is Y/N good over there? I don’t think she can see anything.” Ace laughed and pointed at you, you were all at Coachella and your favorite singer Baddy Bunny was performing but you could barley see him. Jack watched you struggle to jump and catch a glimpse of your favorite artist but the amount of people in front you prevented that.

You had your camera held high the thing is you weren’t even recording you just wanted to watch him through your phone camera since you weren’t able to see him.

“I’ll be right back.” Ace nodded and watched Jack make his way towards you. Even though Jack and everyone was in the VIP section you still wanted to go out into the crowd. “Baby you want me to lift you up?” Jack yelled over the singing and crying fans. “What.” You gave him a confused look. “I’ll put you on my shoulders I can’t stand to see your short ass struggling.” He yelled.

You rolled your eyes playfully at him. “It’s okay Jack I’m sure I’ll catch his performance later or something.” You mumbled. Jack looked around and that’s when he spotted an empty spot in the VIP section and it was the perfect view of your favorite singer. “Follow me baby.” Jack took your hand and took you back up to VIP and to the spot he found.

From where you were standing you had a perfect view and you didn’t even need your phone to take videos. “Thank you Jack and I appreciate your little offer but I promise I’m not that short.” He chucked. “If you say so shorty.” You rolled your eyes but focused your attention back to Bad Bunny.

Jack stood there and couldn’t help but to admire you he grinned watching you sing and dance along to the music. Even though he knew you hated being short he just couldn’t help but to love it.

little flashback over

“You need some help baby?” The sound of Jack’s voice snapped you out of your little day dream. You rolled your eyes and huffed again, not even bothering to give him the time of day he was the reason you were making a complete fool out of yourself.

He smirked once he realized you were upset with him. He walked into the kitchen some more and leaned against the kitchen counter, with his freckled arms crossed around his bare chest he watched you with amusement. His curls hung loosely on his forehead.

“Just let me help you baby you know you’re a little shorty.” There goes that awful nickname. “I don’t need your help.” You snapped as you had one leg on the counter and the other standing straight up. One arm was leaning you on the counter top while the other you used to reach the measuring cups.

“I mean it looks like you need help to me.” Jack wasn’t complaining though he was loving the view, especially when you jumped and moaned a little he licked his lips as your boobs bounced up and down and the way your ass bounced as you jumped as well.

After awhile you eventually gave up you hit the counter and groaned. “Alright can you just get it.” He smiled a devilish smile. “I thought you’d never ask.” You watched how he easily grabbed the measuring cups and handed them over to you.

“Why’d you do that you know I can’t reach it.” You mumbled and went to measuring the waffle mix. “I just love how short you are baby, I didn’t mean to upset you or tease you about it.” That really wasn’t his true intentions. “It still hurt my feelings you know how I feel about being short.” You mumbled.

Jack frowned and took the measuring cups away from you and tossed them into the sink and turned you around to face him, he stood in between your legs.

“I’m sorry baby I didn’t mean to make you upset I know you hate being short but I love it, if I could I’d stick you in my pocket and take you everywhere with me, you’re my little shorty.”

You couldn’t help but to laugh and hug him, resting your head against his chest he hugged you back and slowly swayed the two of you.

“I love you Jack I truly love being your little shorty.” He blushed and kissed the top of your head. “Well I’m glad I get to call you my little shorty but why don’t you say we just order in, I kinda want something sweet for right now.”

“Something sweet?” He wiggled his eyebrows making your mouth open slightly. “Ohh that’s what you want well I’m sorry but this factory is closed.” He gasped.

“Wait hold on that factory is never closed.” You smirked and removed yourself from his hold. “If you didn’t hide my stuff maybe you couldn’t gotten some but not anymore.”

Jack was in complete disbelief right now. “What do I have to do for me to get some of that sweetness?” “You can help me cook.”

He nodded and the two of you cooked breakfast together, after breakfast Jack completely forgot about your little factory because the two of you fell fast asleep on the couch snuggled up together.

#jack harlow #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x y/n

[yuurei20]

Ace Info Compilation part 4: Ace and Epel

Ace and Epel meet when Ace decides to select “someone who looks kinda frail” during the opening ceremonies to sneak out with him.

Like most people, he mistakes Epel for a girl.

Ace then physically forces Epel out of the ceremony against his will, saying that Epel has “a Pomefiore vibe” and that the dorm uniform will look great on him. Epel is unamused.

(Ace seems hung up on Epel’s physical appearance, making a similar comment during Spectral Soiree that no one would bat an eye at how he acted while he was possessed because the act fit perfectly with his look.)

Ace convinces Epel to visit the school’s courtyard and begins scoping out places to hide from teachers during classes, but Epel is not particularly interested in the conversation. Unsatisfied with Epel’s “squirrelly replies” Ace intentionally baits Epel into reacting to him by asking if he’s a girl.

Misinterpreting Epel’s reservedness for shyness (Epel had just been thoroughly beaten down, both verbally and physically, by Vil before the ceremony), Ace tries to goad him into giving a self-introduction. When they almost get caught by Riddle, Ace “strong-arms” Epel into a bush to hide, much to Epel’s disapproval.

Completely unfazed, Ace says, “Here’s to a great school year, Epel!”

(When Deuce and Grim mistake Epel for a girl in Book 1 Ace calls them morons, failing to mention the fact that he, too, thought Epel was a girl the first time he saw him.)

In Book 5 Ace insists upon fighting Vil to defend Epel despite Deuce’s reluctance, even saying that he wants to put on a better performance than Epel’s in the VDC audition in order to knock him out of the running, since he doesn’t want the spot.

Deuce and Ace’s stance on Epel and Vil flips during the story when Deuce starts standing up to Vil in order to protect Epel and Ace starts keeping his head down so as not to become a target for Vil.

Ace and Epel still do not seem particularly close: we see them both at the school store during New Year’s as a part of a group of students, but Ace leaves after buying what he went for and does not bother to wait for Epel, so they might not have intentionally gone together.

Ace gets tricked into participating in Phantom Bride by Riddle, who insinuates that Epel is braver than Ace, to which Ace takes offense.

Later on Ace seems sincere when he compliments Epel, saying he ticks “all the classic prince boxes,” but he takes offense again when a ghost insinuates that he is a retainer to the more princely-looking Epel.

During Spectral Soiree Ace intentionally sacrifices Epel to Floyd, who ties him to a tombstone in order to attract ghosts. Leona observes, “You made a calculated choice to abandon Epel to his fate and use me as a shield. That was pretty shrewd” and Ace follows with, “Why, thank you!,” and says, “It’s you an’ me from now on!” to Leona.

Epel is not amused.

Later on Ace’s true opinion about Leona comes to light and Leona declares that Ace is on his own. Epel teases him with “That’s what you get for setting me up. Serves you right!”

Ace says that, “on the inside, Epel’s basically like Deuce.”

#twstace #acefacts #Ace Trappola #twstfacts #twisted wonderland

[lady-byleth]

A thing that strikes me every time I watch Ace of Diamond is how Miyuki is both an extremely insightful and caring person but at the same time too socially awkward to make use of that

Like, yes, he's an absolute raccoon and gremlin but he plays that up so hard that most people around him think that that's all he is. Which couldn't be further from the truth.

While he's extremely bad at reading people in general and doesn't really understand emotions he is observant enough to recognise behavioral patterns and connect them to what he knows of people's personalities and experiences to draw correct conclusions. And that kind of observation and analysis is not possible if you don't care deeply

And while he will absolutely use this ability for his own amusement he typically utilises it simply to compensate for his own shortcomings in interpersonal relationships. He doesn't know how to comfort or motivate so he redirects instead.

His constant needling, annoying and insulting is his way of channeling his pitchers' nervous energy into their frustration with him and that way they focus on shutting him up instead of worrying about the situation.

But when he notices an actual problem that behaviour disappears immediately and he notifies someone else who can deal with it better.

He was the first to realise Furuya's slacking off was fatigue exacerbated by the summer heat and instantly connected it to having moved to Tokyo from Hokkaido only recently.

He was also the first to recognise Sawamura's crumbling performance as yips and instantly isolated the cause for it too.

But the next step would be seeking conversation and working on a solution, which involves addressing emotions, and that's where he freezes up every time. Because emotions and understanding them as well as seeing what's written between the lines is Kuramochi's thing, not Miyuki's. So he relegates to the coach or Chris instead.

You can also see that he always knows when his usual tactic of pissing someone off won't work and that he always tries to find another way when relegating isn't possible. But because dealing with emotions is his greatest weakness it always ends up either super awkward or straight up backfiring

Even his fight with Zono stemmed from Miyuki being too socially awkward to even remotely understand why Nabe came to him in the first place. It takes Kuramochi pointing out that someone who wanted to quit wouldn't make such an effort taking notes for him to realize he missed something again. And it's that part that makes him the most upset, not Zono arguing with him. And him being upset with himself make the fight only get worse because being as emotionally challenged as he is he doesn't know how to back down either

He's been fully aware of and bothered by this even before the start of the series so his answer was to remove his own brain to mouth filter instead...until this was no longer an option.

When he becomes captain it's suddenly not just about him and the pitchers anymore but the entire team that's looking to him for guidance and his own shortcomings end up affecting everyone

So he starts making the effort to be more open and understanding, tries to connect with the team on a different level and not always rely on his sharp tongue.

And going back from Act 2 to the start of the series you can really see what an emotional journey this all is for him and how much he grows with it. Because first he allows himself to care so much that he puts his own health at risk for the team until he learns to balance this deep caring with his responsibility as captain and becomes the reliable pillar of strength that keeps Seido going straight while Sawamura takes on the role of emotional center

Of course, he's not even close to being done growing and he still messes up but hey, he's only 17 years old by Act 2 and the growth he undergoes in just that one year we experience with him is already impressive

Anyway, this sports manga/anime has better character development than most media that claim to be "character driven" and I'm in love with it

#miyuki kazuya #ace of diamond #ace of the diamond #daiya no ace

[leonscape]

i feel like we all perceive the suitors differently based on who we are and idk why or what compelled me to make this post but i’m sharing anyways

i’ve seen people hc sexualities and i feel like i have a unique view because im ace but i also don’t call characters gay just because? i have never developed feelings for anyone nor do i participate in discussions about who’s hot and who’s not. im kinda not wired that way so i feel like that makes my perspective different.

i think it’s interesting when people call the suitors gay and ship them because they’re actually straight, meant for a female audience. it’s not heterosexual content and i think it really comes down to how the characters are written, and the type of person viewing the characters.

disclaimer: this is my opinion you do not have to agree with it, but i do ask you to be respectful. you do not need to argue your opinion or against mine so let’s keep it chill

okay let’s start ^_^

jin is straight there’s literally no arguing this one. his love of women is very intense but he’s just being one of the bros unapologetically? i think everyone can agree on this one.

chevalier hear me out is ace. i bet he’s the type to read erotica with a straight face and it truly is for the plot. it doesn’t bother him and he doesn’t pay attention to that kind of thing. if we take out the otome aspect out of ikepri, he’d just be aroace fr. and i think this way because he tells emma to prove that romance and love has worth. so i don’t see him attracted to men and i don’t think he’s attracted to women either he just falls in love with emma because she’s the beauty to his beast romance?

clavis probably is also ace, gray ace. in my post about ace hc’s i said he’s probably ace and im pretty sure that was before his route came out and now after having played it, i still stand by that. i think sexual attraction isn’t important to clavis. i think he’s more worried about abandonment and figuring out if this person is his ride or die kind of person. i just think his priorities are different and maybe that’s why it seems like he comes off as ace. i do not see him being attracted to men.

leon is straight. maybe it’s jin’s influence and i see them as very similar. maybe it’s purely just my perception of him. i have heard that some people think his bi because everyone is charmed by him? but i just don’t see him reciprocating that kind of preference to guys. i think he also has a hard time reciprocating energy towards women too. idk i guess i imagined him talking to a nice girl, everything’s going well, but his stomach drops as he reminds himself that he’s a fake. he doesn’t let people get too close to him otherwise he will get eaten alive by the guilt from deceiving them but he’s also afraid to tell them. i mean how is he supposed to tell his partner when he hasn’t told his closest brothers? the brothers that he’s grown up with and grown close to? i also just think he’d be enthusiastic about being a dad and starting a family because he didn’t know his parents and he didn’t even have the luxury of having leon’s parents either so i think it would mean a lot to him to start a family and give his kids a mom and a dad. wait this isn’t a post about just leon i got carried away oops but does this mean i think leon is ace? nah he’s just afraid that his insecurity in his identity will damage the relationships he has and the illusion of leon.

yves is ace i don’t care what they say his spicy content feels very performative and fan service-y to me. i said he’s ace in my ace hc post too so i still stand by that. he gets embarrassed when he talks about it so i don’t think he’s really comfortable in his sexuality? me personally i project onto yves just a bit?? like im just gonna say that desire does not equal sexual attraction because i get confused and uncomfortable about it sometimes so i have to remind myself. i think he wants to participate in those types of acts but feels conflicted. also i know he’s the resident femboy and that’s more likely to get him labeled as gay or something but i actually don’t see him being into men but we know he’s an ally from that one bond story of his.

licht, i swear im not doing this on purpose because of my own biases, but he’s ace too bro. he doesn’t really pay attention to sexuality and attraction and stuff. or maybe the more traumatized or mentally ill they are the more i think they’re ace. wait that’s not true i’ll get to nokto after this. yeah idk licht is depressed af so he don’t have time to think “mmh men” or “mmh women” or “mmmhh both” there’s no attraction until after he established a relationship so yeah i guess he’s demisexual.

nokto is gay. okay fine i’ll say bi. weeell ok not naming names but kinda because it’s a small fandom and it’s not hard to figure out. but my perception of him has definitely been influenced by fandom. now i just think he likes men

luke is honestly i don’t know i guess he’s straight. he doesn’t do sus things and he just seems like what jin was like before his addiction to breasts and to “the sand in the hourglass” (assuming jin wasn’t always a pervert like that).

i do not have enough information on gilbert

keith is straight you cannot tell me he wouldn’t have a wife and 10 kids if he was born a commoner. he’d be a farmer just plowing the fields, growing medicinal plants, and providing for his family. he just seems like a straight up guy (see what i did there) making an honest living and obeying his wife who is in charge of the household.

silvio is another straight guy. attracted to women but doesn’t want to be because his money attracts the wrong kind of women.

rio also straight he’s probably only attracted to emma actually so yeah i know we joke about it but i think this guy really just only likes emma

finishing off the list strong with my sariel ace hc. yeah he’s giving the “i’m too busy with work/school” ace tbh. he’s like the professional guy that ignores the flirting but every once in a while it does affect him if he’s interested. but i don’t think he experiences much attraction and maybe he doesn’t have time either?

#will delete this later if ppl don’t reblog #i’m tired

[aroace-confessions]

Apologies, but this is a bit long.

I'm AroAce. I figured I was Aro in my sophomore year of highschool school, added Ace onto that halfway through my senior year, and came out to my friends a week after that realization. My two sisters kinda just picked up on the fact through my friends and my TikTok (which they both follow). I don't bother to hide it, but I don't go out of my way to tell anyone, y'know?

Out of the grandkids, I'm among the youngest on both sides of the family. The topic of kids and marriage had come up multiple times in conversations with my aunts and grandparents and parents. It never gets any less uncomfortable.

My grandma (mom's mom) has made wedding dolls for all her grandkids. When she broached the topic with me, I came out to her. She told me she didn't understand, but is grateful I told her. She still wants to make me a doll with the wedding dress I wore for a performance one time.

For some reason, the female adults in my life seem to think that they have a right to decide when I'm going to get married and when (not if) I'm going to have kids, despite me literally turning my nose up at the idea.

Some friends of mine have done the same thing since I came out to them. Some of my *favorite* phrases that I've been told are as follows:

"You just haven't met the right person yet."

"You'll change your mind one day."

"Your perfect prince is waiting for you somewhere."

(I like girls better, but guys are okay, too)

"You're lucky to not have to go through heartbreak and breakups."

Why do people think they're entitled to deciding how my life will pan out? Why do they think they have the right to my uterus? Why do they think that romance and sex is the only way to have a happily ever after?

Why do they think that I don't want to fall in love with someone and have that happy ending with a white picket fence? Why can't they see that saying stuff like that is hurting me?

I grew up (and am currently living) in a conservative household. My family (aside from one cousin in Rhode Island and my older sister) are very religious (Christian) and the idea of not getting married and having kids is foreign and repulsive, almost, to them.

Sorry for the rant, I just....As much as I want to tell people that being AroAce is so much easier than falling in and out of love, I can't. It hurts to know that everyone I know is getting married and falling in love. It hurts to know that they have what I can't. It hurts to live in a society so focused and hellbent on romance and sex and families. It hurts to think that I'll never have a proper place in this world because I don't fit a certain mold.

Submitted 30/01/24

#aroace #aromantic asexual #aromantic #asexual #aphobia

[xamaxenta]

Maybe the reason i always hate my work afterwards is because i regret not doing it another way and thats toxic

#xam scream #like im always mad about it bc i have so many Aces and styles and interpretations of him that i want to draw #i cant choose half the time and im very slow #so i cant produce the magnitude of Ace content i deserve and want #so i get frustrated #another . reason why robot body would be so cool #if i didnt need to eat or sleep #if i didnt need to rest and could stay at a consistent contentment level of wants needs or something #i could be so powerful #i say this but actually its all mental illness #that stops me from performing like why bother #but hes your muse #so i create out of love for him and then get upset bc i didnt achieve perfection or smth #this is such a problem lmao #when can i just stfu and be normal

[scarfwrites]

um so (I'm so sorry I'm new to tumblr and I have never asked a question so I don't really know how this works, I apologise if I am doing something wrong) so I was going to ask if you can write a short fan fic iwaizumi x reader (female or gn) basically the reader is insecure and they start overthinking their relationship, iwa reassures them and showers them with sm love but I want it to be a little angsty in the beginning and then fluff, it's alright if you ignore this request, btw I wanted to say that your writing is awesome :)

Enough For Me

❅Genre : Fluff, Comfort, Angst

❅Pairings:  Iwaizumi x Reader

❅Warnings: none

❅ Summary : You couldn’t brush of those thoughts that told you that you weren’t good enough for Iwaizumi. But Iwaizumi reassures you are more than enough for him

❅A/N : I just wanna say thank you for the request! DW you’re doing great! I loved making this (mostly because iwa is my fav hehe) Also thank you so much! It honestly makes me really happy that you like my works 💙💙💙

This also made me slightly tear up 

As you make your way to the bleachers you see the crowds of people cheering for your boyfriends team. From the liveliness you can assume that his team was winning. It made you smile seeing the people cheer for Hajime everytime he landed a spike. The unwavering support your boyfriend’s team gets is something you wish you’d have in your performances.

“To you!” Oikawa sets the ball to the ace to which he spikes, causing their final point and ending the game in their victory.  The crowd's cheering is almost deafening. You hear the people around you talking to each other about the game.

|“Oikawa’s sets are so good!” |

|“No wonder why their team won!”| 

|“Have you seen their ace Iwaizumi? His strength and power are unmatchable to the other team”|

|“They’re all so handsome! Do you think we could have a chance with  Iwaizumi or Oikawa”|

|“Do you see how well they play? Only someone as talented as them would have any sort of chance with one of them”|

That last sentence stung your heart deeply. You’ve always felt like you weren’t enough for Hajime. Before the thoughts could fully cloud your mind you brushed it off as it was time to celebrate, afterall your boyfriend’s team just won. You waited outside the locker room but as you see Oikawa and Hajime walk out they get clouded by a lot of fan girls. You hid behind a pillar in order to not get caught by the crossfire from the amount of squealing the fangirls were making.

“You’re so amazing Oikawa!” A fangirl squealed

“You did so well!” Another fangirl squealed

“Thank you but no need for the flattery afterall I couldn’t have done it without my team” Oikawa said nobly making Iwaizumi roll your eyes which you couldn’t help but giggle 

“So talented and such a gentleman!” the fangirls let out a ear shattering scream

“You did so well with those spikes Iwaizumi!” a fangirl praised which surprised Hajime

“Thank you?” He responded astonished as he wasn’t used to getting compliments when Oikawa was right next to him

“You’re so strong! And so fit! Surely you’ve got a girlfriend!” The fangirl scanned Hajime’s build 

“Uh yeah I do” Hajime scratched the back of his head

“That girl must be as talented as you! They must be so lucky! I’m so jealous!” the girls continued to squealed 

You felt your heart sink again. You were glad of course that Hajime was getting praised, afterall he most definitely deserves it. He’s been open about feeling insecure that he wasn’t as good as Oikawa. But at the same time you couldn’t help but feel that belief makes you unworthy of him. Sure in academics you both would be equally matched but anything other than that you felt below him. Those praises just reminded you of how unworthy you are compared to him. The fog in your head lifts as you feel someone’s hand placed on your shoulder.

“Y/N? Why are you awkwardly standing there? You look so lost” Iwaizumi chuckled to himself

“Oh sorry! I was just thinking of something” you lied

“Is anything bothering you? You can tell me anything” Iwaizumi held your hands a gesture making your heart flutter

“Yeah I know don’t worry” you smiled making Iwaizumi smile back as he looked over to his friend

“Looks like Shittykawa over there is getting too ahead of himself again” Iwaizumi narrowed his eyes at the captain surrounded by his fangirls

“When is he not” you joked making Iwaizumi chuckle

“I’ve gotta get going,” Oikawa smiled, trying to leave “Iwa-chan! Y/N-chan! A little help!” Oikawa called out as the both of you look at each other

“Wanna ditch him?” Hajime smirked which you nod mischievously 

“HEY! WHERE ARE YOU BOTH GOING?! DON’T LEAVE ME HERE!” you hear Oikawa’s voice echoing as the two of you dash out of there leaving him with his fangirls

Your mind was clouded with all those thoughts about what people said to your boyfriend. Were you really enough for him? You tried so hard not to give in to those thoughts but everywhere you went with him as people stared you couldn’t stop those thoughts from plaguing your mind. As you walk down the hallways you see people all around you staring at the both of you. You try to look away and fight those thoughts but you couldn’t help it with all those whispers in your head.

|“Are they dating?”|

|“Iwaizumi has a girlfriend?”|

|“Isn’t that the same person who follows his team like a dog?”|

“Hey, are you alright?” You both stopped as you look to see Iwaizumi’s concerned face

“Huh? oh yeah! I’m fine” you faked a smile as Iwaizumi reaches one hand to wipe a tear from your eyes

“Y/N you were squeezing my hand and now you’re tearing up” Iwaizumi held your cheek “Hey, if there’s anything wrong you can tell me” Iwaizumi looked you eye to eye as you felt overwhelmed with those thoughts

One side desperately wanted to tell him, another side was convinced of how much of a hassle you were being and confessing to your problems would only add on to that.

“Y/N I’m here for you… If anything’s bothering you we get through this together right?” Iwaizumi spoke softly though as you were about to speak you hear the bell ring signalling that class was about to start

“Oh! We’re both gonna be late!” You panicked as you try quickly to get away 

“Y/N…” Iwaizumi frowned

“Let’s talk later! We can’t be late!” you chuckled nervously as Iwaizumi

calls out to you though you had already ran away towards your classroom making him sigh

Your heart sank well knowing that Iwaizumi is now worrying about you. You really didn’t want to feel more of a hassle then you already were. As Iwaizumi went towards the gym all he felt was distress knowing something was bothering you. You were the type to always be helpful and kind towards others, putting them first and never speaking about your own well being. You were always great comforting him and his team with their own problems but now he couldn’t do anything to find what’s been bothering you.

“Earth to Iwaizumi!” Makki waves a hand at Iwaizumi’s face

“Sorry…” Iwaizumi wiped his face as he stood up

“Something bothering you?” Makki asked as he looked at the vice captain

“Something’s bothering Y/N and they won’t tell me anything” Iwaizumi sighed deeply

“They have been acting differently lately” Makki noted

“Sounds like Y/N alright” Matsun commented

“That reminds me they never spoke about their problems like… ever?” Oikawa put a finger on his chin as he thought

“Yeah unlike you” Makki and Matsun snickered as Oikawa glared at the both of them

“They were slightly tearing up earlier today… Something bad is bothering them a lot” Iwaizumi frowned 

“After school why don’t you talk to them? Or better yet when they come here while we’re on break” Oikawa suggested placing his hand on his best friend’s shoulder as he nodded

Iwaizumi waited and waited for you to come to the gym, but you never came. Even during their break which you usually come with to spend time with the whole team you weren’t present. He wasn’t worried till hometime as you were nowhere to be seen. 

"That’s weird Y/N hasn’t visited us once today" Oikawa said as he drank water

"Do you think they’re avoiding me?" Iwaizumi spoke looking down

"Maybe they don’t want to talk about what’s been bothering them?" Kindaichi spoke his mind out loud

"Y/N always avoids confrontation so it could be true" Matsun nodded 

"Why don’t we all look for them around the school and if they aren’t there we’ll call their friends" Oikawa suggested as Iwaizumi got up and ran out quickly

"And off he goes" Makki said

Iwaizumi looked everywhere for you but you were nowhere to be found. Were you really avoiding him? He was about to give up searching for you till he remembered your favourite spot where you both hung out if you wanted to spend time alone together. He rushed towards the backstage in the auditorium and found you sitting in your room.

“Y/N! Are you alright?” Iwaizumi rushed towards your aid as his eyes widened in shock seeing your teary-eyed face 

“H-Hajime? I didn’t know you were all still here!” You tried wiping the tears off your face as you were embraced with a tight hug 

“I’m sorry for not being here Y/N…” he spoke softly as his hug tightened “Please, whatever’s been bothering you… let me be there for you” you hear his voice quiver as he never let go

You felt a rush of emotions overwhelm you. It was a first letting everything out of you in front of someone let alone your boyfriend. You’ve never shown Iwaizumi your vulnerable side, afraid of what he’d think of you. You felt so relieved that you were able to show him that you were feeling bothered after so long. Iwaizumi felt a wave of despair now knowing how much you’ve bottled inside from the amount of tears you poured. You felt his tight hug never let go accompanied with his words to comfort you. You felt all the tension and insecurities wash away and after a while you stopped crying.

“You ready to talk now?” Iwaizumi asked softly as he rubbed your back while you silently nod

“I’m sorry for all this…” you spoke quietly as he gave a sympathetic look

“It should be me apologising… I’m sorry you’ve had to bottle all this up” Iwaizumi expressed his remorse

“No… I shouldn’t have hidden this from you… I knew you wouldn’t hate me but… I didn’t want to be a hassle to you with all this unnecessary problems” you looked down as your eyes start to tear up again

“Don’t say your problems are unnecessary they’re just as important as anyone else’s” Iwaizumi placed his hand on your chin to face him “You’re never a hassle to me” he smiled softly 

“What’s been bothering you?” He looked at you

“Everyone’s always saying how you should get someone as talented as you or Oikawa. No one looks at me at my performances the way people look at you hitting a great spike. It makes me feel that you don’t deserve me and deserve someone better” you explained everything that’s been bothering you making the sadness you felt come crashing back in

“Hey hey, don’t say that about yourself you are more than enough for me” he wiped the tears falling from your cheeks “You aren’t untalented, you can sing beautifully enough to move us all. You are incredibly sympathetic and kind compared to anyone I've ever met. You put all of us first before yourself and you always cheer us up when we're down. If anything that makes you so much more of a great person” Iwaizumi smiled as he described what he thought of you making you blush beet red “You shouldn’t beat yourself up Y/N I don’t care about what any of those people say” he said firmly “You’re not perfect but you’re more than enough for me and I love you for that” He leaned in and pulled you for a soft peck on your lips

“Thank you Hajime…” you smiled softly as you buried your head in his chest making him chuckle

“Anytime, love” he softly whispered to you

#haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi fluff #iwaizumi fic #haikyuu angst #iwaizumi fanfic #haikyuu x you #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader fluff #iwaizumi angst #iwaizumi x y/n

[black-arcana]

NEW YEARS DAY's ASH COSTELLO Defends Using Backing Tracks During Live Shows: 'Every Band Does It'

NEW YEARS DAY singer Ash Costello has weighed in on bands who rely on pre-recorded tracks during their live performances.

In recent years, more and more artists have been given a pass for relying on pre-recorded tracks, drum triggers and other assorted technology that makes concerts more synthetic but also more consistent. For better or worse, pre-recorded tracks are becoming increasingly common for touring artists of all levels and genres and they're not just used in pop music — many rock artists utilize playback tracks to varying degrees.

Speaking to Scott Penfold of Loaded Radio, Ash was asked for her opinion on bands who use pre-recorded tracks during live performances. She responded (as transcribed by BLABBERMOUTH.NET): "Every band does it. We do it. Every band does it. Maybe not METALLICA. Anyone that's watching this, every band you love, 'cause I've pretty much toured with every band at this point, whether it's a festival or a tour, has three or four or five laptops on the side of the stage."

She went on to defend the practice of using backing tracks, saying: "It is not cheating. It's just some music is impossible [to reproduce live], unless you have a 20-piece orchestra or a synthesizer — it's just not realistic. So I think there is absolutely nothing wrong with that."

KISS frontman Paul Stanley, who had been struggling to hit the high notes in many of the band's classic songs for a number of years, was accused of singing to a backing tape on KISS's recently completed "End Of The Road" tour.

Back in 2015, KISS bassist/vocalist Gene Simmons slammed bands who used backing tapes for not being honest enough to include that fact on their concert tickets.

"I have a problem when you charge $100 to see a live show and the artist uses backing tracks," Simmons said. "It's like the ingredients in food. If the first ingredient on the label is sugar, that's at least honest. It should be on every ticket — you're paying $100, 30 to 50 percent of the show is [on] backing tracks and they'll sing sometimes, sometimes they'll lip sync. At least be honest. It's not about backing tracks, it's about dishonesty.

"There's nobody with a synthesizer on our stage, there's no samples on the drums, there's nothing," Gene continued. "There's very few bands who do that now — AC/DC, METALLICA, us. I can't even say that about U2 or THE [ROLLING] STONES. There's very few bands who don't use [backing] tracks."

In March 2023, KISS's longtime manager Doc McGhee defended Stanley's vocal performance on "End Of The Road", explaining that the "Star Child" "fully sings to every song" at every concert. He explained: It's enhanced. It's just part of the process to make sure that everybody hears the songs the way they should be sang to begin with. Nobody wants to hear people do stuff that's not real, that's not what they came to hear."

When McGhee was asked to clarify if he was "actually saying there are backing tracks that [Paul is] singing to," Doc said: "He'll sing to tracks. It's all part of a process. Because everybody wants to hear everybody sing. But he fully sings to every song."

In March 2020, SHINEDOWN guitarist Zach Myers said that "90 percent" of rock artists use at least some pre-recorded tracks during their live performances. He told Rock Feed: "It bothers me that it bothers people. I'm, like, 'Why does this bother you?' It's the way it is. People have been doing this since the '80s. And we want the sound to be the best it can be. Could we go up there, just the four of us, and put on the best rock show ever? Of course. But that's not how we wanna do it."

Former SKID ROW singer Sebastian Bach has previously said that he is "one of the last people" who are still not using pre-recorded tracks at their live shows. "I don't know how much longer I can say to you that I don't use tapes onstage, because I don't, and I never have," he told Consequence Of Sound. "And I still don't. When I have opening bands, and they're using tapes, and then I come out and I don't use tapes… sometimes, it makes me feel stupid, because I'm like, 'What am I doing, when all these kids half my age can come onstage and do all of my moves, but they don't have to warm up for an hour before the show, or weeks, before the first show?' Sometimes, I'm like, 'Why do I even bother, if the public is so used to this other way?' It's becoming very rare to come see a good band that's actually a real band — that's not miming or doing silly moves while a tape is running. It just becomes more rare as the years go on."

In 2019, IRON MAIDEN guitarist Adrian Smith said that he doesn't "agree" with certain rock artists relying on pre-recorded tracks during their live performances. "I tell you what, I see it with a lot of younger bands, and I don't think it's a good thing at all," he told the New York Post. "I mean, the music is getting too technical now. You have computerized recording systems, which we use, but I think we use them more for convenience than because we need to. We've toured with a couple bands that use tapes — it's not real. You're supposed to play live; it should be live. I don't agree with using tapes … I think it's a real shame."

One musician who has been open about his band's use of taped vocals during live performances is MÖTLEY CRÜE bassist Nikki Sixx, who said: "We've used technology since '87." He added the group employed "sequencers, sub tones, background vox tracks, plus background singers and us. [MÖTLEY CRÜE also taped] stuff we can't tour with, like cello parts in ballads, etc.... We love it and don't hide it. It's a great tool to fill out the sound."

In a 2014 interview, MÖTLEY CRÜE guitarist Mick Mars admitted that he wasn't comfortable with the fact that his band used pre-recorded backing vocals in its live shows, claiming that he preferred to watch groups whose performances are delivered entirely live. "I don't like it," he said. "I think a band like ours… I have to say '60s bands were my favorite — '60s and '70s bands — because they were real, like, three-piece bands or four-piece bands, and they just got up there and kicked it up. Made a mistake? So what? Sounded a little bit empty here or there? So what? It's the bigness and the rawness and the people that developed and wrote the songs and made them and presented them. To me, that's what I really like. I mean, I could put on a MÖTLEY CD and play with it all day long. I don't wanna do that."

Photo credit: Matt Akana

#ash costello #new years day #interview #Youtube

[cai-tan]

I think the main issue I have with regards to Duke Nukem 3D's main progression being riddled with countless cryptic puzzles is that it's somewhat ludonarratively dissonant with the game's overall theming.

Duke Nukem is this big beefsteak brick-shithouse badass who quips frequently about how he's going to take revenge on the aliens for doing all sorts of things, quoting movie lines as he drives leadshot into alien chest cavities and all that. However, a significant portion of the game is spent on having to effectively perform "Ace Attorney "escape room" levels of investigation into seemingly unrelated level geometry and throwaway gags, as well as having to find fairly well hidden mechanisms, in order to open the way forward into required sections of the game. It's really bad to the point where you really have to wonder why Nukem is even bothering with this kind of stuff; he's an action hero, not fuckin' Phoenix Wright.

I mean, compare this to the Half-Life series. They've got a ton of wacky little puzzles for you to do; some of which are a bit on the cryptic side, but still have enough signposting that you understand what you have to do intuitively, rather than the game always making you feel like you're guessing. They're also all fairly justified in the ludonarrative sense; in Half-Life 1, you're trying to navigate a science facility, so of course there's strange science equipment that requires some problem solving to use them to progress. After all, you're playing as Doctor Gordon Freeman, who has a PhD in theoretical physics. It's actually far more ludonarratively dissonant to be good at the combat encounters of HL than it is to be good at the puzzles.

Overall, each puzzle in DN3D is a bit of a pace-breaker that feels too cryptic and too slow to be main progression in something that bills itself as being an action game.

#dev analysis #gamedev #duke nukem

[gatitties]

Doggo

─ Dbd x gn!teen!reader

─ Summary: a demogorgon and a dog, the same in your eyes

─ warnings: none

1 < 2 > 3 

“For God's sake Steve, it's not that complicated to hold a ‘mirror’”

“It is when you're being chased by a killer, even more so when it's the fucking Demogorgon.”

You rolled your eyes, ignoring the worried mutterings of the boy who was holding up a piece of broken glass so you could get on with your business. What the hell was so important that you had to stand up in the middle of a trial? Well, your eyeliner took precedence over being killed, and since you helped Steve get away from the killer, he was forced to hold the piece of glass for you to finish your makeup.

You had a good defense, your self-esteem could only improve with the eyeliner on, which would mean a better performance in your purposes, basically you guaranteed the escape ten percent more safety and you had faster generators.

“Hurry up, he's on top of us!”

You finished just as a growl was heard, the boy ran ahead of you and you followed him knocking the pallet out of the hut just as the Demogorgon was pouncing to attack, that's why the wooden planks didn't last a second, a chase started though it didn't towards you, apparently the monster had a certain grudge against Steve. You shrugged, jumping towards any nearby generator, with your new state of mind you managed to activate it in a couple of minutes, just enough to return to a chase in which this time you were the prey.

No matter how long you've been here, you'd always get tired of playing cat and mouse very quickly, normally you'd let them hook you, but you promised to help out a little more in the trials so you looked for other options to get rid of the monster without passing him to another one of your mates, the last thing you needed right now is to stress poor Dwight more.

You looked around your stage for something, a rock, a toolbox, a flashlight left on the ground... there was nothing really useful, so at the last moment you grabbed the first thing on the ground, a stick. You waved it to hit it but you miscalculated when you noticed that you only attacked the air, although after that you didn't feel like you were hit, so when you opened your eyes you found the Demogorgon looking ─or so you assumed since he doesn't have eyes─ at the stick, you gasped covering your mouth, holding back small laughs.

You swung the stick back and forth without actually throwing it, this just made the killer sit up, intently following the object you were shaking in the air with his head, needless to say, the result of that game was a complete success, as maybe not for Quentin because he had overslept and got hooked twice in a row in the beginning, but at least Steve, Dwight and you got away with barely a hang up.

There was a bad part of this whole victory, The entity was not very happy with the assassin's performance, knowing that you were behind this beforehand, she decided to give you both a little punishment.

All the survivors were startled when the Demogorgon jumped out of nowhere, knocking you to the ground as he crushed you with his huge body, slobbe dripping from his head or mouth? whatever, the point is that The Entity made him behave more like a canine and aren't the adorable little dogs faithful? Of course, and who was the one who played with a monster from another dimension as if he were a puppy? Yes, you had to play animal shelter caretaker and you wouldn't be upset if it wasn't for how protective he was of his 'owner'.

Did you want to talk to Feng Min about video games? The Demogorgon's claws pulled you away as he growled. Did you want to bet blood points with Ace that Claudette and Jake would end up together? More growling and biting attempts Did you just want to bother Tapp with stupid meme questions about Criminal Minds, Castle, or Hawaii5-0? Don't even think about it, your guard dog had to keep you safe from everyone.

The Entity enjoyed being the winner this time seeing how irritated you were, but the fun was short lived when you decided to take advantage of the situation, it was easier to play pranks on the survivors! Kate has scolded you so many times this week for pretending the Demo attacked you, you gave Dwight and Claudette a mini heart attack for every time you did. It was so much easier to annoy Jake, it was like he had two sphinxes staring at him for a whole day, not to mention Steve's shrill screams, not even Nancy was as uptight as he was, he got a new nickname from you, pussy.

Without a doubt the funniest thing was recording the Demo in a static position while you put dupsted in the background, or when you sometimes mounted on his back and he ran aimlessly, although you discovered that in the fog there were certain hostile creatures, blocked from the camps, but dangerous, you almost died outside of a game, which scared the others a lot, even the Demogorgon because he lived that moment by your side, if it wasn't for him you would surely be dead. No one had ever died outside of a trial, but you doubted the perception of death, you were sure that you would return to the camp as if nothing happened if you ever leave without anyone noticing, something that you are already planning for the future.

Apparently the discovery of something new did not like The Entity very much and decided that the state of the Demo would return to his normal behavior, it ruined some fun for you but you would find another way to spend your time here.

“Maaaan how boring, now I have dependency on a monster that pretended to be a dog.”

You complained, resting your back against a log a little away from the campfire, you closed your eyes trying to relax, but you opened them when you felt something slimy in your hand, you shrank on the spot but quickly recovered when you saw how Demo had left a stick with slobber next to your hand, you eyed it suspiciously silently until he made a gurgling noise to spur you on. You smiled mischievously when you noticed that despite the fact that the killer was initially influenced to behave like a protective canine, now he did it for the pleasure of spending time with you, anyway, the killers' camp was somewhat boring for him, he prefers to play with you.

And speaking of killers... maybe it's time you paid one of your visits.

#dbd #dbd x reader #gender neutral reader #x reader #survivorsxreader #killersxreader #teen reader #demogorgon #steve harrington #stranger things #platonic #platonic reader