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[queenbryt]

vday castiel! god help me, i love him so much 🩵

#had to actively stop myself from using just kiss backgrounds #he's so kissable tho!!!!! #what a cutie patootie #castiel icons #pt2 electric boogaloo #someone stop me #supernatural #spn #castiel #spn icons #supernatural icons

[joels-darlin]

Birthday

Pairings: pre-outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader

Warnings: mentions of sex, mentions of oral sex, little bit of fluff, pet names, soft!Joel.

Summary: You, Tommy and Sarah co-ordinate a special surprise for Joel on his birthday.

Word count: 1,104

Author Note: Just a little something I hashed together wanted to post in honour of my husbands birthday. Happy TLOU DAY all! Not forgetting Happy Birthday to my favourite dilf Joel Miller♥️

Apologies for any spelling mistakes and poor grammar, only briefly edited as I was far to eager to post, enjoy all and feedback is appreciated♥️ AO3 Link

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Joel hated birthdays.

The constant reminder that he was getting old. But you wanted to make this a special one, roping Tommy and Sarah into your plans which they both happily agreed too. The week leading up you virtually begged Joel to take the day off. Of course he didn’t. Typical.

“I’m sorry darlin’ I just forgot” he said softly.

You stood at the foot of the bed watching him, hands on hips, giving the ultimate hard stare. Of course you couldn’t be mad. A sigh leaving your lips.

“Okay, promise me no working late and you will be home this afternoon? It is Saturday after all” trying to take a stern tone with him, it never worked.

“I promise baby” he chuckled.

Joel rose from the from the bed, fixing the blankets, before grabbing his jeans from where you had thrown them earlier.

The morning activities had been interesting and you had ripped his clothes off him again in a haste, feeling absolutely feral for the man lay next to you. Even though it was his day you still chose to wake your man up a little earlier. Mainly to shower him with affection (a birthday blowjob of course) which then lead to the shower where he made you come twice with his mouth and on his cock. Joel was fully satisfied, he knew how to push your buttons and make you come undone at the drop of a hat. Having to clamp his hand over your mouth as not to alert Sarah.

“Miller, if you aren’t home by 3:30 I’ll drive to site and drag you home myself, got it?” threatening him jokingly, he knew you wouldn't but the thought was there.

“Yes ma'am” he saluted.

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He was late. Of course.

Breathing a sigh of relief when you finally heard the tires of his truck pulling into the driveway, Tommy jumping out the passenger side.

“Miller!! What time do you call this?” you half shouted, after swinging the front door open nearly pulling it off its hinges, stepping out onto the small porch.

“I tried to drag him away, promise you, he’s just a stubborn one” Tommy said approaching the door and pulling you into an embrace.

“How you doin’ angel?” He drawled in his southern twang, using the nickname Tommy reserved just for you. Moving you slid your hands around his middle to return the friendly embrace.

“Better now for seeing you two” you chided. Eventually letting go, Tommy slid in through the door, greeting Sarah on the couch with a bear hug.

Joel approached next reaching for you, his hands settling at your waist, pulling you to his broad frame.

“Sorry baby, got caught up” he whispered, leaning down to softly rub his nose against yours. Capturing your lips in a heated kiss, opening your mouth allowing him full access to explore. Tongues thrashing together, the bitter taste off coffee lingering on the inside of his mouth. Your arms moved to loosely wrap around his neck, getting as close to him as possible, fingers playing with the salt and pepper curls at the base.

“Can you two stop playing suck face, we are gonna be late” you and Joel jumping apart at Sarah grimaces, Tommy chuckling in the background.

Today had been stressful, making sure everything was perfect just for him. You and Sarah spent the afternoon decorating the living room and kitchen with banners/balloons. A couple of small presents and cards lay on the coffee table waiting to be opened.

Grabbing Joel’s hand you interlinked your fingers, looking up into his soft brown eyes.

“C’mon got something to show you baby” you said, dragging him through the front door.

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You finally made it out the house nearly an hour later, piling into the truck, with Tommy in the drivers seat. Arriving at the intended destination a short time later. You had caught the grin across his face from the corner of your eye as you pulled into the parking lot of the bowling alley, making it obvious that he was thrilled at his surprise. Joel reached across lacing his fingers with yours, raising your interlocked hands he placed a soft kiss on the back. He didn’t have to say anything you knew what it meant.

I Love You.

The alley was oddly quiet for a Saturday night, often bustling with adults and children alike, which meant you had a lane all to yourselves.

The first game Sarah won absolutely annihilating you all. Both her and Tommy getting very competitive, the constant bickering back and forth about who has more strikes than the other. All you and Joel could do was watch on and giggle at the pair of them, your hearts both content and happy.

Then came the break. Fuelled up after a meal of hotdogs, fries and a mountain of ice cream then you all hit the lanes again for game two of the night. Spurred on by the sugar rush you absolutely creamed the three of them, getting 4 strikes in a row, therefore taking home the bowling champion crown. Deciding to head home shortly after, all feeling the exhaustion from the long day. ────────

Sarah had fallen asleep in the back seat on the drive home. Joel taking her into his arms tenderly and straight up the stairs into her room, as you stood waving goodbye to Tommy from the porch.

Not even bothering to shower you had retreated to bed, exhausted and enduring a crash from all the sugar consumed earlier. After changing into some comfy sleep clothes then you crawled under the covers and into Joel’s arms, head resting against his chest, sighing as you let the warmth he was radiating seep into your skin. His arms coming to wrap around your waist, calloused thumbs grazing over the skin exposed.

“Thank you for today sweetheart, made my birthday a little better” he said softly, placing a kiss on your nose.

“Just a little better hmm?” you whispered, catching his lips in a soft, slow kiss before he could pull back.

“Let me make it the best birthday ever” you chuckled, rolling on top of him and grinding your hips into his. Eliciting a loud moan from Joel, his length hardening again beneath you.

He had no words as he took in your presence for moment, eyes raking up and down your frame. Those strong and muscular arms enveloping you into the tightest of hugs, crushed against his bare chest.

Birthdays might not always be his favourite but he knew with you around they were always going to be just that little bit special.

#joel miller #joel miller fanfic #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller x reader #pedro pascal character fics #pedro pascal characters #joel miller fluff #joel tlou #tlou #the last of us #tlou fanfiction #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal fic

[pottersfia]

help me? | g.w. x fem!reader

summary: you realize you never really enjoyed fingering and decide to ask george weasley for some help

warnings/content: smut ofc, fingering, oral (f receiving), language

a/n: more george content :)

word count: 1.5k

"I do it almost every night." angelina said with a giggle.

"babe, are you sure it's not an addiction?" you laughed with her. 

"it's a healthy relationship with my body! i haven’t as much since i started dating fred, though." she smiled. the two of you were sitting in your shared dorm room and the topic of masturbation sort of randomly came up. you were still somewhat a virgin, despite being with george. the two of you have done everything from heated make outs to oral sex and even then, those things only happened a handful of times. he never pressured you to go any further.  

"I mean, I still do but sometimes I think it's kind of boring? it's just rub the bean a bit then boom I'm done, every single time." you sigh.

"have you tried fingering yourself?" she asked.

"it does nothing for me! it just feels uncomfortable every time i try." 

"no way, if you really get into it, it's so worth it. maybe ask George to help you? I like it better from fred than myself." you thought about her words. it might be a good idea. you figured vaginal stimulation just wasn't for you, but maybe it was the position. or even you fingers being too short. there was only one way to find out.

you looked over at Angelina and smiled, breaking out into a laugh. "what?" she laughed with you. 

"it's just that we're literally talking about our sex lives with our twin boyfriends. imagine if they heard us right now." the two of you laughed together.

...

you were laying with george in his bed, listening to him ramble on about his day as soft music from a record player he was gifted played in your ears in the background. you tried your best to actively listen to him, nodding and making small comments. you held his hand and stared at his fingers. 

the conversation you had with angelina was fresh in your mind and you couldn't help but notice how long his fingers were. you softly played with his fingers, tracing over them and softly sighing  as you leaned further into his side. 

george noticed how you stopped replying to him. he looked down and noticed how you seemed to zone out and focused on his hand. he chuckled softly and wiggled his fingers causing you to look up at him. "distracted?" he asked.

"just a little." you smiled at him and looked back down. "sorry, what were you saying?"

"doesn't matter, really. what's going on in your head." he asked. you shifted your position, turning so you're facing him and resting on your legs. 

"I kind of want to ask you something." you worked up the courage to say. 

"what is it?" he nods at you. 

"ok so, I was talking to, um, a friend about..." you looked at him and saw how he waited for you to go on but broke your eye contact as you continued, "don't laugh but we were talking about masturbating." you looked back up at him to see his reaction and he had a small smirk on his face. "I said don't laugh!"

"no, please continue. it's a normal topic I'm just wondering where this is going." he was clearly holding back a laugh but you ignored it.

"anyway, she was talking about how she likes fingering and it made me think of how I never really tried it because it's uncomfortable-" 

"are you asking me to finger you?" he interrupted. you give him a blank stare for a moment.

"I was getting there." you smiled. 

"that's why you were distracted by my hands?" he smiled back. you rolled your eyes playfully but nodded.

"I want to know if it can actually feel good for me." you reached out for his hand and held it again. "also, I've always loved your hands." you kissed his knuckles with a playful smile on your face.

"come over here." he held one arm out and patted his lap with the other which instantly made you move to straddle him. your arms were rested on his shoulders and around his neck as he placed a hand on your hip and the other on your cheek. he moved your face closer to him, pulling him into a kiss. 

the kiss was sweet and passionate as they always were. the warm fuzzy feeling in your stomach grew as your lips moved together. you were eager for what was to come and pushed yourself closer to him, causing you to grind on his lap. you slowly continued to motion almost without george even noticing. he moved his hands under the baggy t shirt you wore. he felt your hips moving and softly rubbed the skin on your thighs making you let out a quiet whimper. he broke the kiss tome down to your neck, littering soft kiss all over it. you leaned your head back and closed your eyes, taking in the feeling. george put his hands back on your hips guiding you to lay down next to him like you were before and he hovered over you.

"can I take this off?" he whispered, pulling up your shirt a bit. you nodded. "please." you practically moaned out. you helped him pull it off all the way and he kissed your cheek making you smile at him. "you're so gorgeous, y/n." he leaned down to kiss your lips, then your jaw, then your neck and leading down. as he kissed down your body you felt yourself getting more and more turned on. you let out soft noises and watched him pull your shorts off. he looked down and smiled at the small wet patch on your underwear. 

"I need you so bad." you said. he looked at you and pulled you underwear off. "I love how wet you are for me." he slowly rubbed your clit making you moan. he moved his hand and lifted it up to your mouth. "suck on my fingers." you instantly opened your mouth and he placed his middle and ring finger inside. you swirled your tongue around them making sure to get the as wet as possible. if he wasn't hard already, he definitely was now.

he pulled his fingers out and went back to rubbing your clit. "I'll start with one ok? tell me how you feel." you nodded at him and he slowly pushed his middle finger inside you. he rubbed your clit with his thumb and held your hand with his other hand. you didn't feel uncomfortable, but the pressure you felt was a bit more than when you tried yourself. he didn't move at first to make sure you were ok until you asked him to continue. he moved in and out of you and the pressure started to feel better. you softly whimpered at the feeling but wanted more.

"ok, I think I'm ready for two." you said and he nodded. george pushed his pointer finger in and noticed how you gasped at first. he leaned down and licked your clit trying to ease the feeling. you moaned and relaxed you leg muscles that were a bit tense, making him continue fingering you. he moved in and out slowly again as he moved his fingertips inside massaging you. "please don't stop." you moaned out. he smiled and went on slowly getting faster.

George always knew when you were close. he felt you squeeze your legs around his head a bit and lifted his head to look at you. "just like that,good girl." you whimpered at the praise and smiled down at him. he smiled back at you and said, "please cum for me." you nodded and put a hand in his hair, pushing him back down to your clit and he instantly eats you out again. it all feels so good, being filled with his fingers reaching your g spot, his hot mouth swirling on your clit, and to make it better he reaches his other hand up to play with your boobs. 

you feel yourself getting closer and closer and with a soft breath of "please, georgie-" the knot snaps and you moan out as you cum on his fingers. George slowly pulls out his fingers and keeps lapping at your clit while you ride out your orgasm. you have to pull him off of you because of the overstimulation and practically get wet again at the look on his face. his hair is messy and his mouth is wet and he's staring at you with a smile as he puts the fingers that were just inside you in his mouth. 

"you're killing me, George." you sigh. he laughs and sits all the way up to lean over close to your face. "how did that feel, darling?" he asked. "so good. you have no idea." you leaned up to kiss him and he kissed back pushing you to lay on the bed.

#george weasley x y/n #george weasley #george weasley x reader #george weasley smut #george weasley x you #george weasley fluff #george weasley fanfiction

[writings-by-fairy]

Show Me

Fandom: American Housewife

Pairing(s): Oliver Otto x Cooper Bradford with background relationships

Words: 1,823

Rating: M

Warnings: sexual content

Summary: On college break, Oliver and Cooper relieve some tension after being so busy.

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Fall break, finally. Despite going to the same school and seeing each other every day, Cooper and Oliver were so excited to be home together. Midterms had kicked their asses and they both were working so hard every day. It was Friday night when they got back from college. The Otto’s swarmed the two boys showering them with love and fake annoyance that they were back, Oliver could not stop smiling. He hadn’t realized how much he missed his family until they started the journey back home.

Because it was so late, the greetings were short lived. “Look, I’m glad you two are back but mama needs her beauty rest.” Oliver and Cooper giggled at classic Katie Otto before they retreated downstairs to the basement. They changed into their cheesy, matching pajamas (Cooper’s idea) and put on some music in the background. They laughed in hush as they recalled the memories their first semester gave them: Cooper joining a frat by accident and liking it (then being asked to move in by the president because he liked Cooper so much), the LGBT club approaching Oliver and saying its obvious, Oliver crying because he saw a squirrel eat a piece of popcorn (the stress of midterms was getting to him…hard).

As Oliver was rambling on about some guy in his pre-law club who kept saying “do you know who my dad is?”, Cooper couldn’t help his eyes from wondering down to Oliver’s lips. He listened intently even responding with an occasional gasp or “you’re so right”. Eventually, Cooper looked back up at Oliver’s eyes.

Cooper leaned in and softly kissed Oliver. They stayed like that for a few minutes, kissing softly, letting the music wrap its warm sounds around them, gentle hands resting upon different parts of the body.

“Gosh, you have no idea how much I missed this. Everyday I thought about you.” Oliver groaned; he truly did miss this. With everything going on at school: studying, joining one of the most active clubs on campus, going to Cooper’s frat parties even when he has an 8am the next day, and so much more, he did not have time to really hang out one on one with him. They still had to be careful in the frat, Cooper was new and barely knew these guys and also did not want to hear “Just so you know, I’m not into you but I am okay with the whole being gay thing.” Sigh.

“Yeah…well, what did you think about, hmm?” He slowly pushed Oliver back on the couch until he had him pinned; he held Oliver’s hands by his head as he laid a couple kisses along his jawline. “Go on, Babyboy, tell me everything.”

Oliver blinked hard and slowly, trying to clear his mind but couldn’t. “I-I would uhm…” He trailed off but soon felt his cheeks go hot when he started to think about what he used to think and do. Cooper’s grip got tighter on his wrists, and he knew that meant hurry up. “I would think of you.”

“Well, I would sure hope so.”

“I would think about you on top of me.”

“Like this?” Coope rolled his hips slightly making Oliver moan and arch his back up. He did this for a little while before sucking marks onto Oliver’s neck. “Go on.” He continued a trail down the visible neck.

“Yeah uhm, then I would…ohhhh.”

Cooper pulled away completely staring down at Oliver with faux disappointment, but it felt real in the moment. “Do I have to stop or are you going to finish what you were saying?” Cooper sat up and beside Oliver as he asked the question, he looked away “uninterested” as if we get up and walk away at any moment.

Oliver scrambled up and onto his knees beside Cooper, his nimble fingers clinging to Cooper’s arm.

“No, please, no, no, no, I’ll be good. I will tell you every though I had, everything I did to myself, oh please!” By the end, Oliver was basically crying but it seemed Cooper could not care less (though he did, greatly. He wanted nothing more than to reach over and caress his face and wipe away the few tears that escaped.

Cooper looked as though he was pondering something significant, he turned towards Oliver and pushed the disheveled boy to lay back on the couch. Oliver fell back with obedience: he propped himself up on his elbows and legs spread so he could look at Cooper. His brain tried to think of what was going to come next: was Cooper going to crawl up between his legs and fuck him like no tomorrow? Was he going to give Oliver a blow job? Was he going to leave him there high and dry and see how long it takes Oliver to start actually begging? God, he hoped anything but that.

Cooper could see the ongoing battle of anxiety of what was to come war on in Oliver’s head. “I have a better idea than you just telling me what you did and thought.” Oliver looked into Cooper’s eyes, not a coherent thought could be formed, what was he going on about? “How about you show me?”

Oliver’s mind went blank. Show him…how do…I can’t…but I really could. They stayed there in silence for a moment, Oliver couldn’t help but feel exposed about this idea; touching himself in front of his boyfriend while he just watched but oh did the vulnerability feel so good.

“Yes, so uhm, typically it would start after I got off the phone with you or I would just be laying in my bed at night, alone. Then I would start thinking.”

“Go on. Tell me what you would think about.”

Oliver started to push his shirt up to his chin exposing his torso. “I would think about how you touch me. How you would trail hickeys down my neck and chest and thighs, how you were marking me as your own. I would think about how well you take care of me.” Oliver looked down sheepishly, he didn’t know why that last part felt so intimate for even his boyfriend but it was true. He would think about how Cooper protected him from the rumors at the frat, how he would walk Oliver to class when get possible, how he would only let Oliver walk on the inside of the sidewalk, just every little thing Cooper did to make Oliver feel safe and well cared for.

Cooper couldn’t help but feel his chest puffed up with love and somewhat pride that he could make his boyfriend feel so loved and protected. Call him cocky.

Oliver started to lightly trace down his neck and go down to his nipples. “Then I would think about how you would tease my nipple softly.” He finally brought his hand down softly to his right nipple and started rubbing roughly. “Then usually you would start to leave hickeys on the other one so I had to improvise.” Cooper was a little confused by what he meant but soon found out exactly what he meant; Oliver brought his other hand down so now he was pinching and twisting roughly. Oliver was rolling his hips up and down hoping for friction but got nothing.

Cooper felt his mouth water and hand twitch with the need to just touch the angelic boy in front of him. Instead, he turned completely towards Oliver resting his back against the arm rest and started to palm himself. He groaned softly.

Oliver kept this up for a few minutes before finally reaching his hands down to his plaid pajama pants. He lifted his hips up to push them to his thighs before reaching down to start touching himself. Cooper did not like his view being abstracted so he leaned over and pulled the pants the rest of the way off. Oliver gasped and his eyes flew open: he hadn’t even thought about his pants being in the way, he was just doing muscle memory.

“Good boy.”

Oliver moaned, loudly; he realized his mistake when he saw Cooper’s worried face. He calmed his breather before he reached down and started to jerk himself off. He soon became extremely aware of the situation: Oliver almost completely naked touching himself while his boyfriend watching his every move completely clothed. Feeling displayed made the whole situation hotter.

Oliver continued to slowly jerk himself off while twisting his nipple. He was trying so hard not to make a noise, but it was so hard. There was so much pleasure coursing through Oliver: the physical pleasure, the pleasure of looking up at Cooper who was moaning slightly, just the pleasure of finally being with Cooper one on one, just everything was too much but not enough. “Oh fuck Cooper.” Oliver hissed out and twitched his legs.

“Not yet.” Cooper knew the infamous leg twitch, he was close as well but want to watch Oliver whine and huff. Oliver went to pull his arm away to help himself from coming. Suddenly a sharp pain formed on the inner side of his thigh, he looked up at Cooper and registered that he slapped Oliver’s thigh.

“Did I say you could stop?”

Oliver blinked a few times then opened his mouth to respond but let out a quiet sorry and continued what he was doing. It was slightly painful now but it still felt so good. He looked up to Cooper with pleading eyes but was ignored. He almost started crying.

Cooper started to pick up his hand movements and panting. Oliver looked down and say a dark spot start to grow, that’s when he started whining more with tears falling softly down his face. Not fair. Not fair. Not fair!

Oliver’s eyes rolled back as the edging was beginning to cross the line to overstimulation. “Keep you eyes on me.” Oliver groaned as he forced his eyes to Cooper’s, Cooper decided to take pity on his boy when he saw the red cheeks and tears streaming down his face. “Go ahead.”

Oliver let out a yell but he couldn’t care less, it felt so good. He started breathing heavy after he came, he couldn’t help his eyes from falling shut. He could hear Cooper shuffle around the basement and him change his pants. He heard his footprints walk away but could not open his eyes to see where his boyfriend was off to.

Oliver was jerked awake from his sleep (he didn’t even know he fell asleep) when a cold washcloth wiped across his torso to clean up the cum. Oliver smiled gently, he felt so loved. Cooper threw the washcloth somewhere on the floor near the couch and maneuvered Oliver to big spoon him. He leaned up and kissed Oliver’s temple the snuggled into Oliver’s back.

Oliver felt warm all over before sleep took over the both of them.

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XOXO Fairy

#ao3 #writing prompt #cooper x oliver #cooliver #american housewife #oliver otto #cooper bradford #writing #writing requests #requests are open #requests open #request #ask box open #smut prompt #smut

[whosyourcreepyunclenow]

ETERNAL HANGOUT (the bug I suppose I should share)

if you're tired of goodbyes, try it

invite your friend(s) and go to the cable cars (the icons aren't visible during hangout, so it would be easier to tag the place in advance) wait one, get in, get out, then get in again. you'll see the option to use the cable car for $10, do it. and once more if you're not exited of hanging out on the Chilliad peak.

keep in mind that:

- you can't go to the bar or do any other activity (except shops & customs), the map will be empty as if you were on a mission

- you also can't drop your friend(s) off, only abandon them but you'll still be unable to do something else

- the only way to get out is die

- or load. not sure if you can save during that, but it makes sense to try (as you can save during a normal hangout but not with your phone, the bed only)

- you might accidentally abandon them so make sure they aren't stuck. if you do, you won't get a warning notification to come back, they'll just stop following you (still react on bumps and shoves though, if you're into that))

- they might die. from a tank shot or a plane crash (even if you're on a painkiller and made it out alive)

SO WHAT'S THE POINT? well, first, they'll not be scared when shit hits the fan (did you ever get a message "Trevor got scared" when your car went underwater or something exploded nearby? what a nonsense). second, they'll not be wounded so you can bump into them as much as you want and they'll become much more tenacious during shotouts. third, they'll not suddenly leave you with an unavoidable goodbye cutscene after you spend a few days together. kinda satisfying, for T especially)

♡♡♡

and now a little background. a few months ago I saw a cute trikey dream where they had a cable car ride together. it wasn't the game's one, more like a ski lift but without skis and without even winter, rather a blossoming spring. it felt sorta "secret after-ending scene which you can get only after fulfilling some conditions" so I was somehow aware of myself as a player and took A HELL LOT of screenshots. they weren't an actual couple there, just chilling buddies with a complicated backstory to talk out, so they talked (it's a shame I didn't remember any dialogues, visual only, but the vibes were like "so everything settled, we're both alive thanks to Frank, he did great and we did great too"), they argued, they laughed, and then Michael almost fell off (for wtf reason), Trevor grabbed him. and held in his arms for the rest of the way, Mikey didn't mind (what surprised me most) and they kept talking. then the cable car stopped (or they just jumped off while it was closest to the ground? more likely) and later they were standing on a cobblestone sidewalk, whispering quietly, without moving even an inch away of each other's faces. I turned on my paparazzi mode again wondering why this scene is so underrated and no one even said a word about that. and when I already was like "omfg, they're so damn close it nearly looks like a kiss!!1!1" they really STARTED KISSING without any "looks like". AND AFTER THAT, I thought sincerely, SOMEONE STILL CLAIMS THEY AREN'T LOVERS? WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU PPL? ehh it's rather what's wrong with me but ok... more importantly, the one who initiated was Trevor. the view was from his back, so I only could see Michael's face: he wasn't surprised, rather uncertain if he should've done it first. their kiss was long, not really passionate but very affectionate and gentle. like they finally reached their comfort zone and it all worked out the best way possible.

don't recall anything further, guess I just woke up or the dream channel changed to something boring. hmm... probably first.

(just to say, it was long before I learned how to use rockstar editor and started to take these kiss-alike shots, but yeah, I've become obsessed with the idea since that))

next day I tried a cable car with them and detected the bug (or whatever else it is). was playing as Michael and got confused at first, like what do you mean he can't get rid of T now? I suddenly felt trapped. tried a lot of shit to trigger back a normal hangout, with no results. didn't dare to simply abandon Trevor but I knew it can't go on like this. so I just killed Mikey to let him escape lol. such an irony.

so in summary, it's a trap. a gay trap, particularly. maybe you'll find it entertaining ;3

#secret after-ending scene which you can get only after fulfilling some conditions #(not actually) #the magic of cable cars #so my silly romantic trikey dream somehow came true #or at least turned out to be useful #gta v bug #weird game experience #alternative ending lol #trikey #gta 5 #gta v #michael de santa #trevor philips #oops Mike did it again #he faked his death #to get rid of Trev #oh baby baby

[chloeillustrates16]

Sing To Me (Rise Version)

(My personal head canon is that all the Leos love country music and will unironically blast it in the lair when their brothers are away).

(I wrote a 2k16 version of Leo).

Summary: Leo will die if his brothers find out he listens to country music. He's willing to keep it till the grave.

Warnings: Some swearing, Y/n uses she/her, personal head canons, fluff

To say it was embarrassing was an understatement; if Donnie found out that Leo like country music, he wouldn't hear the end of it. Yet, here he was, alone in the lair. Leo was still healing from the Kraang fight; having to take a lot of damage in the Prison Dimension. It took months for Leo to convince Raph that he was okay on his own.

Leo bounced his foot against the concrete as music flowed from his speakers. Leo hated cleaning, it was one of his least favorite activities, but he had nothing else to do. He needed to get his mind off of the memories that plagued his mind. So, music blasting in the background as his hands roamed around his room and put things into drawers.

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You've been friends with the turtles for years. It wasn't long after April met them; being friends, April trusted you with the greatest secret known to man.

Your footsteps echoed off the sewer walls as you arrived in the lair; Raph called, saying that they left Leo alone and wanted you to keep him company. You immediately agreed to it; Leo was your friend; you'd do anything for him.

You approached the lair, shock running through your bones as you heard loud music originating from Leo's room. It wasn't the typical music he'd listen to either. Was this country?

You snuck your way near the door of the abandoned subway cart; you saw Leo moving around his room while singing. You lean against the entrance, smiling as Leo spun around his room. He stopped short; he saw your body in the corner of his eye.

His face felt like a million degrees as he turned to you, "Hey, what's up?" he asked, trying to be nonchalantly as possible.

"Since when do you listen to country music?"

"Uh...awhile," crashed to his knees. "Please, Y/n, don't tell Donnie, I hear the end of it!" he begged, "I'll do anything, anything!"

"How about a dance?" he paused,

"Huh?"

"Take it or leave it," he swallowed.

"Sure," you were only fucking with him. This is pay back for all the shit he's done to you, right?

Nervously, Leo wrapped his arm around your waist, the music changed, "Can you sing again? I really liked it."

"You liked my singing?"

"Uh-huh," okay. Now, he was definitely dreaming. Okay, this is okay, if it is a dream then why not, sure. Come on, Nardo, you're the Face-man! Do what you do best and sweep her off her feet.

"I'm booking myself a one-way flight; I gotta see the color in your eyes. Telling myself I'm going to alright, without you, Baby, is a waste of time. Yeah, our first date, Girl, the seasons change, it got washed away in the summer rain. You can't undo a fall like this, cause love don't know what distance is. Yeah, I know that's crazy." he chuckled, "But I don't want good, and I don't want good enough; I want, can't sleep, can't breathe, without your love!"

You stare into Leo's big obsidian eyes; you felt your heart race. "Front porch and one more kiss; it doesn't make sense to anybody else. Who cares if you're all I think about? I searched the world and I know now, it ain't right if you ain't lost your mind! Yeah, I don't want easy, I want crazy! Are you with my, Baby? Let's be crazy!" He laughs along with you, "Well, I don't wanna be scared; don't wanna know why. Wanna feel good, don't have to be right; the world makes all kinds of rules for love; I say you gotta let it do what it does! I don't want just another hug and a kiss good night!"

"Catchin' up calls and a date, sometimes I love that we're rebels, and we still believe; We're the kind of crazy people wish that they could be, and I know we're crazy, yeah! But I don't want good, and I don't want good enough; I want, can't sleep, can't breathe without your love! Front porch and one more kiss; it doesn't make sense to anybody else! Who cares if you're all I think about? I've searched the world and I know now, it ain't right if you ain't lost your mind; yeah, I don't want easy, I want crazy! Are you with me, Baby? Let's be crazy!"

Your bodies dances together, almost harmoniously. Your arms were tight around his neck as he spun you around his room, his hands tight on your hips.

"No, I don't want good, and I don't want good enough; I want, can't sleep, can't breathe without your love! Front porch and one more kiss; it doesn't make sense to anybody else! Who cares if you're all I think about? I've searched the world and I know now, it ain't right if you ain't lost your mind; yeah, I don't want easy, I want crazy; Yeah, look at us baby; tonight, the midnight rules are breaking. There's no such thing as wild enough, maybe we just think too much. Who needs to play it safe in love? Let's be crazy! Who cares if we're crazy? We gotta be crazy; I know that we're crazy, so let's be crazy, yeah!"

You covered your mouth as Leo felt like he was on cloud nine. He pulled you so close to his chest while dancing, he didn't realize how bold he was being. Leo swallowed thickly as he stared down at your lips, you stop laughing and look at him.

Both hearts racing in sync. Leo pulls you closer, his lips softly pressed against your own. It was unsure, you hum against his lips as you press forward. Leo smiled against the kiss before pulling away.

"I told you I could sweep you off your feet," he chuckled.

"Yeah, yeah; whatever you say," you whisper. Another song came on; he began singing again.

"Duffle bag, backseat; my dash, your feet. Those other side of the highway, headlights making you shine." You thought why not to join,

"My hand, your leg; playlist, playing; even though I haven't made it yet; I'd draggin it, droppin it, in my mind. You're a drive real slow; down no lane road; to a house on a hill where the wild things grow! You're a wake up in pajamas; not a trace of makeup on ya! You're a help fix her it; having breakfast with my mama; you're a take back home, home, home girl! Home, home, home girl; take back home, home, home girl; home, home, home girl!"

You started, "You're the kind I wanna take a ride with; sit by on a Friday night! In the stadium; lights side by side. All the lady's like, Yeah, she's doing just fine."

Your smile as Leo joined back in, "Everybody in the bleachers; they all gon' wanna meet ya from my teachers to my preacher! My little crowd pleaser; parading with you feeling homecoming cool, yeah! I wanna drive real slow, down a no name road; to a house on a hill, where the wild things grow! You're a wakeup in pajamas; not a trace of makeup on ya! You're a help her fix it; having breakfast with my mama! You're a take back home, home, home girl! Home, home, home girl; take back home, home, home girl; home, home, home girl!"

You gasp as Leo pressed you closer to his plastron, "You're a take back; You're a take back! You're a take back home; you're a take back home! You're a take back home girl. You got that down home homegrown, found on good ground soul; that down home homegrown, found on good ground soul. You're a drive real slow, down a no name road to a house on a hill, where the wild things grow! You're a wakeup in pajamas; no trace of makeup on ya. you're a help her fit it; breakfast with my mama! You're a take back home, home, home girl; home, home, home girl; take back home, home, home girl; home, home, home girl! You're a take back; you're a take back; you're a take back home; you're a take back home! you're a take back home; you're a take back home."

Chewing on your lips, Leo smiled, "Who knew you could sing?" You scoff,

"You're better."

"As much as I agree with you; you're not too bad yourself." You blush, as Leo pulled you over to the bed.

"Can I just lay on you?" he asked, you nod. His head pressed against your chest; you hum softly to him as you scratched his shell. It wasn't long before Leo fell asleep with you in his arms; unwilling to let go.

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Songs used:

I Want Crazy (Encore)--Hunter Hayes

Take Back Home Girl--Chris Lane ft. Tori Kelly

#x reader #fanfic #reader insert #fanfiction #tmnt leonardo #rise of the tmnt #music fic #leonardo #rise leo #teenage mutant ninja turtles #head cannons

[invisibleraven]

Holiday Dialogue Prompts! “Lift me up so I can put the star on the tree.” for Reggie/Carrie?

As December rolled around, Carrie was determined to have a fabulous holiday without any help from staff. She had her own place now, a cozy little apartment all her own so she didn’t need much.

She had taken boxes of decorations when she moved out, her dad was never much for the holiday, he was happy with just a tree in the corner and a wreath on the door, but he let Carrie deck their halls every year. Now she had to do it for herself.

She places the fake candles in the windows, replaces all the linens with festive ones, and starts hanging garlands wherever she can. Everything was as holly and jolly as she could make it, except one thing.

She still needed a tree.

This was where Reggie came in.

Reggie was her cute neighbour with the freckles to die for and a swoon worthy grin. He also flushed every time he saw Carrie, tripping over himself to help her out and it did her ego a world of good whenever he did. Carrie was hoping to gift him some cookie, maybe catch him under the mistletoe, get herself a date for New Years. This just happened to be an added step in that plan.

Reggie was more than happy to help her, loading her into his truck with a thermos of warm cider and a flushed smile. Carrie sipped the drink as he drove them to the tree farm, singing along to Frank Sinatra and Judy Garland. Carrie appreciated his vintage tastes, and he winked. "You say that now, I have Muppets Christmas Carol songs coming up."

"I like the Muppets," Carrie replied. "Miss Piggy is my favourite."

"That somehow does not surprise me. I'm more of a Gonzo man myself."

The tree farm was bustling with activity, but Carrie knew what she wanted, heading right towards the larger spruces. Reggie cautioned her to choose something that fit both in his truck and her place, but she was not to be dissuaded, picking a nice 7 foot evergreen that she managed to haggle a good price on.

Getting it into the truck and then up the stair to her place was a bit of an adventure, but they managed it with the bare minimum of scratches and sap everywhere. Reggie even offered to help her decorate it.

"That'd be nice," Carrie admitted. "Plus I might need you to lift me up so I can put the star on the top."

"Or... we could get you a footstool so neither of us end up with a broken neck or a tree on top of us," Reggie compromised.

"Fine," Carrie sighed with an eye roll. Then directed him to the box of ornaments, the two of them working together to decorate, Reggie's play list going on in the background. Carrie proved herself by knowing all the words to the Muppets songs, making Reggie look at her with a tad of awe.

Finally the tree was done, the star sparkling on the top, and they stood back to take it all in. "We did good," Reggie remarked.

"We sure did," Carrie responded, giving him a high five. "D-do you wanna stay? Have a drink and maybe watch the Grinch with me?"

"Which version?" Reggie asked.

"Karloff, d'uh," Carrie replied.

"You passed the test," Reggie grinned. "Hot chocolate and popcorn?"

"It'll have to do since I'm all out of Who Hash," Carrie snarked, but went off to make their snacks, biting back a smile when his eyes followed her.

And she found that at the end of the night, she didn't need the mistletoe to get her kiss, but that didn't stop her from pulling Reggie back underneath it to make their goodnight last just that bit longer.

#filled prompts #ficlet #jatp sweet tarts #julie and the phantoms

[writtingforfun]

The Other Woman

Summary: You were always in Draco’s life, you were his world and he was yours. Until his parents arrange a marriage between him and Astoria Greengrass. That’s how you stood in the background watching and became the other woman.

Warnings: Implicating of sexual activity, cheating (on Astoria obviously), little fighting, little tension.

But the other woman will always cry herself to sleep The other woman will never have his love to keep And as the years go by the other woman Will spend her life alone Alone

~~~~~~~~~~~ Lana Del Rey

 I clapped as I watched the man I loved say yes to marrying to someone else. Two words that crush my heart and hold my breath captive in my throat.

“I do”

From the place of maid of honour, I can see Draco’s mother’s eyes light up along with Astoria’s. I swallow the lump in my throat and force out the biggest smile I can master. All the happy faces turn to the newly weds when they turn and walk past them, hand in hand.

Me and the groomsman follow them with our arms intertwined, having some petals fall on us, dragged by the wind.

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“You said you wouldn’t!” I yell at the blonde.

“I don’t have a choice my love. I have to marry her”

I fall to my knees and burst into tears. I can feel him crouch next to me, taking me in his embrace. I am burning hot with anger; anger of him, his family, his soon to be wife. Yet I melt into him, felling his warm embrace, remembering everything we ever went through together.

I wanted to yell, to hit him, to make him pay for the heart break he caused in me.

“Please forgive me my love” he whispers, and I can feel the fear in his voice.

I wonder if it’s fear of loosing me or fear of being trapped to a woman that their parents chose. I would rather it be the first, so I find myself convincing me of that. (Even though we both knew it was also the second option).

“Do you still love me?” I felt pathetic, as if I needed to beg him to stay with me.

“Always. I will never stop loving you”

I looked at him “Promise?”

He crashed his soft lips into my mine “I promise”

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Two hours later, after much enthusiastic chatter from the bride and many dances on everyone else’s part, I take a glass of champaign.

Taking a big sip of the drink, I feel the alcohol starting to take my spirits up. I couldn’t exaggerate but there was still some space for a few more.

“Will you do me the honour of a dance?” The deep voice that sends electric shivers through my body cuts my line of thought.

I turn around to see him smiling at me waiting for me to take his hand. “Really?”

“You’re the maid of honour” he says with a softer tone. Astoria comes rushing in and agreeing that I should dance with her now… husband while she takes the hand of the groomsman.

As the polite woman I was raised to be, I took his hand and he led me to the dance floor. One of his hands finds it’s way to my lower back. Music starts to play and everyone is dancing.

His eyes never left mine, the soft smile I loved warming his expression. How could anyone not melt into that sight?! Draco Malfoy was without a doubt the most handsome man I had ever laid my eyes on, and I wanted him with every fibre of my being. I wanted to feel his touch, hands sliding down my body, gripping my ass, kissing my neck with hot kisses, I wanted to grab his messy blonde hair and kiss him while he did whatever we wanted with me. He should be mine, I should be the one with the wedding dress.

Just like that the fantasy fell.

“You look beautiful” he whispered and I could feel his breath so damn close to me.

“Don’t lie. Your wife was so interested in being the better looking one that she chose this dress” I sneered.

“You’re still more beautiful than she will ever be.” His eyes focus on my lips and I feel myself tighten my grip on his shoulder. He only smirks in response.

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“It’s the last time Draco” I put all my strength in my voice, as if I hadn’t said that a million times before.

“Fine” he finally agrees and eagerly moves in my direction.

Our lips collide and I melt into his touch like always. His hands wonder around my body, quickly getting rid of all our clothes, and pushing me against the wall kissing down my neck.

One of his hands finds its place between my legs his thumb drawing circles on my clit. One look at him and I could come undone.

He was my perdition, my greatest sin. I would never care if I was a sinner as long as it was with him. Everything we shared was kept behind closed doors and muffled noises, stolen kisses and promises that we both knew would never be fulfilled. I could drown myself in his scent, in his strong arms and addicting kisses.

I don’t remember what life was before I met Draco. I pray that I never will.

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I watched from the first row their married life. I watched Astoria drool over the man I loved and trying too hard to make him even glance at her. I heard her while she told me all of his favourite things that I knew were just the façade he put on himself. She asked me for my opinion on the dresses she bought, on the hairstyles she should try and on how she should act.

I watched from the back as he smiled at her in public, her arm hooked on his like the perfect couple.

I would catch Draco trying to find me in a crowd and softening when he did.

 When the night would come down I would have him back in my arms. It was the worst bargaining in the history but I couldn’t stop myself. I felt terrible about sleeping with my ‘friends’ husband but I felt worst staying away from him.

After dinner there would be a knock on my door. I always put on lingerie and perfume on me hoping to make this last longer. The smile he always had as I opened the door and his eyes ranked through my body was exhilarating.

During the day he was hers. At night mine.

I was aware of what I was. I was nothing but The Other Woman. Hiding in the shadows and faceless to everyone but the only man that can make me both smile and cry.

And I would always be.

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I just started on Tumblr after many years, sorry if I’m out of practice.

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#draco malfoy #draco x reader #draco malfoy x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #wattpad #ao3 #the other woman #oneshot #harry potter

[theotheristhedoctor]

So I’ve watched Heartstopper several times over now, and I’ve finally cried.

Which is Good! It’s a release that has been building. But it’s interesting to me what part of the show made me cry, and actually it was a bit that I rewatched half a dozen times in a row before I finally broke. 

It’s Charlie’s apology, and Nick’s kiss in response. 

Listen, I grew up in a very loving community which unfortunately had a very strong evangelical Christian element to it. Now, this is an English evangelical environment, so very different from some of the US dynamics, but it led to a LOT of background homophobia just ... existing? 

There weren’t big campaigns, or attempts to sway legislation, or particular focuses on homosexuality as some massive form of evil. It was just an accepted fact: being gay was Wrong. 

One of the consequences of this is that I grew up really, truly believing that I deserved to die alone. That ultimately, I wasn’t deserving of love or affection. And importantly, that this was because my sexual attractions were sinful, and that acting on them in any way would be harmful to both me and the other person.

I broke off friendships if I developed a crush on them, because I didn’t want to corrupt them. I used to catch myself looking at guys and immediately feel guilty, and find some way to atone for it - often some act of self-sacrifice that hurt, a pain that I felt I deserved. Physical affection from male friends was a taboo - I would find all kinds of ways of avoiding hugs, I played no contact sports, I even avoided sleepovers. 

When I was about 21, I fell extremely hard for someone in my social group. Worst bit was, he was definitely gay - which meant that my normal excuse of not interacting “because he would hate the idea of a guy liking him” wouldn’t work.

Telling him was one of the hardest things I ever did, and I did it mostly so I could stop thinking about him. I pretty much had a full breakdown over it, offering to leave all mutual social activities - which at the time meant basically my entire social life.

He didn’t let me - he had no interest in dating me, but he was (and is) a very good friend and he was horrified at my reaction to what was ultimately a harmless crush. Half a dozen years later, some very hard-reflection, and a few other good friends and I’ve learnt to enjoy watching hot men flaunt their stuff, and to not hate myself every time I catch myself liking a guy. But I still struggle with the idea of someone actually wanting me back, and part of me will probably always believe that me loving another man is the same thing as me abusing them, corrupting them, and ruining everything that could happen between them.

In other words, I really related to Charlie in that scene.

And it means so much to me, fourteen years later, to see someone like me, someone who thinks existing like that is wrong, someone who feels the need to apologise for just existing - and to see them blame themselves for something that, within the narrative, is clearly not his fault - and THEN to see that be confirmed, to have the pretty boy tell him he’s wrong, that he had nothing to apologise for, that he is wanted, that he’s not broken for liking Nick, for kissing Nick, for being gay, I - 

This one has gone straight to my heart. It’s ripped into self-hate and self-depreciation and held me in its hands like Nick held Charlie, and I am weeping and screaming and free.

Sorry, that’s a ramble, but it matters and I want to tell everyone.

This show matters

#heartstopper #TW: homophobia #tw: evangelism

[sweetswesf]

Check In

What I Did Today

Leg day

Waved to my crush

Got up BEFORE 5:30 AM & stayed up!

Woke up from what was a good dream right before what was supposed to be the best part

Started 100 Days of Python

Took a VERY long nap that I WANTED to make longer

Argued with my grandmother over text...it was not grand at all

Caught like a runner's high or something...ended up tearing up in the gym

Cried washing dishes listening to a rap-gospel song...yes, I know...judge me if you'd like...I feel HIM all around me!

What I Learned Today

Python's input function...I don't see me using it much, but it was really cool! I had never used it before

Trees

I've been getting more activity than 22 days ago, according to my Apple health metrics...GEEE I wonder why!??!?

The layered "liiiiikkkkeee" background vocals Syd did here around 1:40 (which happens to be the most replayed part of this video, so apparently I'm not the only one that thinks so) !? *CHEF'S KISS*

Feeling

Happy...I have ONE MORE ALGO EXPERT DATA STRUCTURES VIDEO LEFT! I am proud I have been fairly consistent with it, but want to be more consistent with it...

Thinking of focusing on algo patterns next before hopping into the algo videos, just so that I have the context of how to solve things

Nervous for tomorrow...for many reasons...read my last post...I ALREADY have butterflies...these feel like the ones I get before taking a flight...my nervous system is BOOMIN' fam smdh

Sad at the tarnished relationships with my family members

Missing LA AND NY

Takeaways

Gotta block them hata's!

I need this type of prayer and focus when things are going really well in my life...and I try, but my praying wasn't this specific/consistent

How I Got Myself Out of a Rut Today

Pushed myself

Goals Completed

Found a therapist

Stopped listening to people worried about their own circumstances and remembering God works on his own time and that I am in no rush...

Got back on the ball

Being kinder to myself and stopping guilting myself if my energy isn't always on 100%

Goals After Today

Strengthen my relationship with God

Understand the main concepts I need to from Interview Cake, AlgoExpert, etc. in 6 months, NOT less than 3

Drop my body fat percentage to Marion Jones, Michaela Cole, or Jade Cargill levels

Consistently fight urge to fill up my time with social media/YouTube

Fully forgive my family & build a great relationship with them

Be more confident & faithful

250 steps/hour & 10k steps/daily consistently

Drink more than 64oz a day consistently

Go on a date with a guy I actually like who actually likes me too

Learn more about my gym crush & get him to ask for my number

Get a house similar to that one in Spain

Update my personal app

#Youtube #tech #software engineering #software engineer #check in #black in tech #black in the bay #san francisco #silicon valley #engineer #python #black women in tech #algoexpert #interview cake #women in tech #technology #startup #tech company #tech company layoffs #layoff #layoffs #syd #the internet #chance the rapper #100 days of code #100 days of python

[odayaka1]

Chapter 2: Reincarnation (2)

For the first time Tsukimi, the golden fox opened his eyes.

A pair of purplish silver predatory reptile eyes covered in a ring with 2 tomoe on it, calmness, power and wisdom deep in the eyes could be seen hidden deep within them.

He looked at the Rikudo sennin and said "Go away already old man and what grandson I am the oldest here, even though I just gained intelligence my existence is far older than you."

The old sage just smiled and shook his head, his figure blurred away and Kurama broke in tears. seriously scheming till the end, what's up with these old men and schemes.

'That old fool finally left' Tsukimi thought and turned to look at all the remaining others with wonder. 'looking at the future tailed beasts, especially Kyuubi no Youko in such a state is weird  but they are also living beings, wait aren't  they technically my kids.' he thought only to hurriedly shake his head as if trying to remove those thoughts 'no, no, no don't  think about such pointless things, ugh I hate kids. Well let's calm them down.'

The golden fox reached out to pat Kurama and said " Don't cry like a human baby, don't want to worry the old man in his afterlife do we so calm down all of you" as his gaze moved through everyone present he continued 

"take some rest, walk around a bit to calm yourself down or talk with me. We are going to be together for the rest of our lives so we have to be there for each other."

Everyone scattered away while Tsukimi was left  alone. While he was alone his thoughts wandered 'I got some time to check the progress in the system. Yes I have a system which was given to me by myself. Confusing right, it is at first but once you learn about me it is not so much.'

[ Flashback ]

{ Tsukimi's P.O.V. }

This is not your typical reincarnation story. I didn't die young or die due to some heavy duty vehicle. I even lived the life of my dreams.

I died after living a happy life. I lived till my 80's and had all the money I earned enough for me to spend 2 lives without worry, how you ask. Well, why won't you, it's everyone's dream after all.

I got Into investing and got to know what money is, after earning enough I stopped myself from earning more actively. My passive income was still there.

I made my parents live a good life and they passed away happily. I was an only child but still I had true friends but there was something i could never find in my 80 years of living, that was true love. I was fairly handsome, not too much but still enough to get by.

There was never really a girl who could make me fall in love with her and once I had money, only the ones after it came to me.

I tried dating several women but they somehow managed to make me stay away from relationships even more.

When someone cares more about what you have or what you do more than what you are, you just feel tired of that thing.

So I died single and Virgin.

I am not the one to sleep with just any woman. If i wanted something like that why not pay for it, at least you know they are in for it because of the money.

I kissed my girlfriends but my every relationship ended unsuccessful as I never came to like their personality.

That doesn't  mean I didn't  enjoy my life, turns out life is more than just getting a woman to get married and have kids.

I went on many trips around not because of the MC but due to the world itself.

I liked the concept of chakra and the uses of seals. 

I hate the old people in the anime for letting such small kids enter the war and use them as tools and the chain goes on. 

What else can you expect from the people who always want to enjoy benefits while staying in the background.

The day I died my life changed for the best, I did not meet a random R.O.B. nor did I get thrown in another world.

I met a different version of myself in a mirror world like the dimension where I died. "Hey there me, wanna reincarnate with memories intact and some powers?"

Seriously, that's the best he or I could come up with. I just stared at him with a deadeye expression, he coughed and avoided eye contact. 

His words just answered several questions though it's still hard to believe.

" You are a different version of myself, an alternate right? How the hell did you get the power to do that? Where do you want to reincarnate me?" I looked at him analyzing any form of deception or trickery as I don't believe every version of me is a good guy.

His lips formed an amused smile and replied, "It's always good to talk with the intelligent version of myself. I got my powers after my death, not as peacefully as yours, but I got what I have today due to it." He smiled with a little warmth at that and continued.

"I don't want anything to do with you. I am just offering an opportunity for you to earn good karma. I just had a daughter, so I am happy. And since I don't give freebies to just anyone I meet, I thought, why not give it to myself or a different version? You can even reincarnate in Naruto's world if you like. I know you love it."

Listening to him I was shocked and slightly happy for him but something bugged me so I asked straightforwardly " you have kids?"

He just gave me the same look I gave him a few moments back and said " really, that's what you ask first. Well considering us, it's very reasonable to ask that question but I came to love someone and we spend most of the years to be ready for one. I just did not feel repulsive to have a kid with her and we did and now I am happy" by the end of it a smile returned to his face.

I am happy that I could find happiness and love, even though he is a different me. 'No point thinking too much let's get to point and think what do I want.' 

After some thinking I said " well congratulations man I am happy that at least you could find someone. For my wishes and the world itself, NARUTO'S it is I want to be ten tails, I will be the chakra left after separation of all the 9 beasts. 

I want 2 Special Dojutsu like rinnegan and a rinne-sharingan on my forehead with powers to access a personal dimension, see some future, ability to see through lies, chakra cloak with susanoo like defense in my human form, my body should be of a fox, illusion affinity and counter ability even to the most powerful ones with one of my eyes.

I want someone to guide me to get powerful and never stop the power ups. That's about it I guess"

He just looked at me for a second and said "you chose ten tails for its immorality and huge chakra so you have to work for control and techniques. 

All the abilities are doable. I will give a system like interface to guide you on the path but it will only show you the path as you have to take it yourself only then you can be truly strong.

As you will be remaining chakra of the juubi you have to wait for the chakra to reach its prime state which can also help you in the meantime to control chakra, as you grow your tails grow in number till ten then you won't  grow any but your power will increase according to your efforts. 

maybe in this world you can find your own happiness." He spoke the last line in a sincere tone.

Well I am happy that he didn't downplay any of my wishes.

I just thanked him and nodded at his logic of how things will be. After that we talked for a few mins and he sent me on my way and went back.

[ Flashback End ]

After I gained consciousness for the first time I received the memory of my time as a divine tree that was born. I came to learn how Kaguya was treated as nothing but a beautiful woman to concur by the humans.

I was an unconscious tree at that time but I could watch over the whole planet as I was connected to it. I was still strong enough to store and analyze memories in my brain automatically. I got the memory of Kaguya's escape and running away from her so-called husband who easily believes others words without hesitation just to have peace.

She was already pregnant at that time. 

She lost all hope when she saw her husband who was now after her life and even killed her only friend Aino who tried to reason with them. 

She used me and I answered her call and devoured every living being in the area.

Look how that turned out for her, well she also went and nourished me with her son's woman. she was kind of dull in that romance department, i mean she chose that dumbo to be her husband.

Though she lost her reasoning after consuming the fruit and the last remaining hope which were her sons, they also went against her.

That broke the poor girl down. She summoned me once again, and I went berserk. I started thrashing everything due to my premature awakening and being a mindless beast with no reasoning.

She used me to take back the chakra she provided them with my help.

She was sealed in the end,  I was extracted and stripped of power and that's how all the tailed beasts and me came to be. 

Remaining of the chakra and the consciousness of my being with a little bit of trickery from 'the other me' formed in the 10th and last tailed beast stored in magatama.

Now looking at the screen in front I can feel strange happiness staring at the screen like a kid got a new toy. I mean I literally held the dream of many in the palm of my hands.

[  STATUS | TECHNIQUES | ABILITIES | TRAINING

STATUS :   NAME: TSUKIMI   TAILS: 0 (IN THE MIDDLE OF FORMATION)   AGE: 2000+   CHAKRA LEVEL: 1TAILS   COMBAT POWER: SUPER KAGE LEVEL   ABILITIES :   TAILED BEAST BOMB – LVL 8   EMOTION SENSE – LVL MAX • HELPS IN SENSING THE EMOTIONS OF THE PERSON IN FRONT OF YOU OR THE ONE YOU FOCUS ON.   NATURE SENSE – LVL MAX • HELPS IN SENSING NATURE ENERGY AND HAVE AFFINITY WITH IT REQUIRES BETTER CHAKRA CONTROL TO CONTROL  THE NATURAL ENERGY.   LIE DETECTION – LVL MAX • HELPS IN DETECTING ANY FALSEHOOD IN SPEAKER EVEN IF THEY ARE MASTER OF DECEPTION.   CHAKRA CONTROL – LVL 8 • EFFICIENCY IN CONTROLLING CHAKRA   NATURE EFFICIENCY – LVL MAX • ONCE YOU TRY USING NATURAL ENERGY YOU WILL EASILY SENSE IT. • HELPS IN CONTROLLING THE NATURAL ENERGY. • NATURE IS YOUR FRIEND   ELEMENTAL AFFINITY – ALL • ALL THE ELEMENTS ARE YOURS TO CONTROL • CAN MIX DIFFERENT ELEMENTS TO FORM SOMETHING LIKE BLOODLINE LIMIT.   ELEMENTAL RESISTANCE – LVL 6 • ELEMENTS ONLY PARTIALLY DEAL DAMAGE TO YOU • EASILY DEFLECT AND RESIST SOME OF THE ELEMENAL ATTACKS   SELF SACRIFICE MODE • THE LAST RESORT • USE THE UPPER LIMIT OF YOUR CHAKRA AS A MEDIUM TO BURN IN RETURN OF TEMPORARY POWER   CLOAK – MAX • AVAILABLE ONLY IN HUMAN FORM • STRONG AS PEAK SUSANOO • FORM OF YOURSELF IN BEAST FORM   FUTURE SIGHT -MAX • ABILITY TO SEE THE FUTURE • ONCE EYERY YEAR CAN BE USED • ONLY FEW HOURS IN FUTURE CAN BE SEEN. • THE STRONGER YOU ARE THE MORE YOU SEE. • CAN'T BE STACKED. • FUTURE SHOWN CAN OR WILL BE CHANGED ACCORDING TO HOST'S ACTION.

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#writing #fanfic #anime art #art #novels #naruto #naruto fanart #naruto uzumaki #naruto shippuden #naruto art #sasuke

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Update // September, 2022

where: room

doing: laying, listening to Kokomo, IN by JP

hey! it’s been a while. i stopped entering new blogs after covid, school, and work started picking up again.

Well now it’s 2022 and i’ve finally graduated! this was back in may, so it’s been a couple of months. I now have a BS(haha) and am planning on applying to grad school this fall (this month act HAHA) AHHH i’m terrified. i work full time now at a place related to my degree. i love my coworkers, although i wish we got more employee appreciation such as free food jeje. bare minimum pizza parties?? cmon yall. I’m still at Target here and there, mostly to start saving up for grad school cus a bitch is BROKE. holidays are coming up so that’ll be fun. i started physically journaling as well but that didn’t last long either. i started therapy this time last year. i liked her at first but definitely caught some red flags. finally almost a year later i got the guts to terminate and got a therapist that has a similar background and is a beast at processing. she did call me out tho LMFAO on stuff i’m a bit hypocritical on.

life was pretty much become work, rest, work, rest. i have been drifting a bit from my college friends because they’re still in school, but i try to reply in the gc. my hs friends i’ve pretty much lost contact with. the only person i actively speak with is aracely who i adore. but i only see her irl like twice a year. trying to get better at catching up with friends. i haven’t been worried about my social life bc so much of it is online, so it’s easy to communicate. my twitter bud cameron keeps me updated on twitter drama and bs that the internet shits out, and my other pals i keep in touch by watching their stories LOL. my friend sun told me he cannot go a week without speaking to his friends which makes me feel bad for him. i couldn’t imagine being so dependent on others like that. now for the juicy stuff. i’ve been pretty much single for the entirety of this blog. i actually started this as a way to see my progress mentally. although i haven’t scrolled ALL the way down, i already can tell it’ll be cringey as FUU. teenage me was dramatic asf. i’ll be 23 this year, and at a place where i can feel my frontal lobe finally forming lolol. dating apps have always terrified me, mostly bc i felt a form of embarrassment from having others see me. yet, they can’t judge cus they’re also on the app as well LMFAO. so i never went through with it. instead i lurked through the internet in places where i was the most comfortable in. and after a few months of slithering through the cracks, i stumbled upon a post that caught my attention. this was about spring time this year. i didn’t have the guts to hit this person up and instead contemplated the idea for some days but eventually talked myself out of it. the next couple of months i went back to walking through the back rooms of the web. early this summer that same person posted something, i recognized their user, so i said “fuck it” and hit them up. i did use a burner account tho and not my actual account from when i was 18 LMFAO. roach milk some would call it. he ended up replying and we started talking online. once it hit the weekend, he asked if i wanted to hang out irl which i started panicking and trying to come up with excuses LOL i was just scared. the first date went great imo and we kissed at the end. the kiss SUCKed bc i was uncomfy on our location and also bc i had just met this person.

i just need to stop my brain from trying to sabotage my happiness. my body image has also gotten a bit better, especially considering he’s seen every spot in my body lmfao. i’ll be bring up the self sabotage to my therapist next week so hopefully i’ll have something to update y’all on soon.

[nimsabeef]

davekat isn't a bad couple, actually

okay, i am bored and sleep deprived and i just went through @davekat-sucks's blog. this is a recipe for disaster. sigh. hope you don't mind me doing this ms. davekat sucks, its just that some of your takes were so frigid i just couldn't bring myself to ignore them. various thoughts under the cut

first off, id like to say that this not an attempt to blame you for making this blog, or for disliking davekat. you can ship whatever the fuck you want and express your opinion however you like. i actually really appreciate the courage. fuck yeah, go against the status quo. post about a controversial topic. fandom would be boring without people like you. but the thing is, your takes are so cold bestie. they are straight up frigid. i am so sorry but the sight of them got me freezing and shaking uncontrollably

why do you base so much of your criticism around hs2 and the epilogues whilst simultaneously claiming they're badly written and shouldn’t be canon? YES their characterisations were fucked in post-canon. that's the case for most characters!! it's kind of hypocritical to use post-canon as a basis to bash davekat and then turn around and completely disregard that when it comes to pairings like roxygen or rosemary. guess what! they were fucked over by post-canon too! and yet you're not going around claiming that johnroxy sucks, even though john basically abandoned roxy and cheated on her. you're not going around claiming rosemary is a horrible pairing because of the yiffy fiasco in homestuck 2. and you still like those ships. so do i!!

hs2 turned davekat into some kind of fanservice generator and robbed dave and karkat of most of their personalities, i agree. but that's because hs2 fucking sucks. they did that for most of the character anyway. why does it only matter to you when it's davekat? much to think about.

so yeah. im not going to address the criticism pertaining to the epilogues and beyond. im not defending them

another thing you keep bringing up is dave hating quadrants which, jesus fucking christ. it makes me doubt you have any reading comprehension skills. the label felt alien to him, yes. he initially rejected the concept because it seemed weird and off-putting, probably, and that's normal. most of the kids thought troll culture was weird at first. and! he didn't break up with terezi because he hated quadrants! he just doesn't like the polygamous aspect of it.

but let's suppose for the sake of argument that he actually, canonically, hates quadrants. what would that even mean? would that imply he would never get into a relationship with a troll, seeing as those would technically be quadrants? or that he doesn't feel any kind of quadrant-related romantic attraction? both of these were proven wrong by canon because: 1) he willingly got into a matespritship with terezi 2) humans can feel pale, pitch, and red attraction; they just label it differently. karkat elaborates on that in a conversation with john, probably around act6 act5. and davekat doesnt even fall squarely under any quadrant, so this is all pointless lol

one other point you brought up was that as soon as they got close to one another on the meteor, they stopped being active in the plot and disregarded all of the issues their friends were dealing with, proving that their relationship was lazy writing which caused their development to stagnate. this is a good point! but when you look into it, that's not really what happened.

the beta kids and the surviving trolls all began blending into the background during act 6 as the story began focusing on the alpha kids. most of them were sitting around, not particularly doing anything relevant, because there was nothing relevant to be done except for waiting. like kanaya, or davesprite, for example.

you mention that it was ooc for dave and karkat not to help terezi while she was getting abused. the thing is, terezi tried to keep her relationship with gamzee under wraps. she didn't really succeed at that, but people still didn't know exactly what was going on with them at first. karkat wasn't even told about it. he didn't even know she was dating gamzee up until very late into the trip. dave had just broken up with her and didn't know much about troll quadrants by that point, so he probably just thought it was all kismesis shit and didn't want to intrude. again, if he had known what was really going on, he probably would have intervened, but he only had a vague idea about it since terezi wasn't open about her relationship with gamzee. that is, up until the very end of the trip, and by that point dave and karkat WERE trying to encourage her.

you mention that they also didn't help rose with her addiction, but dave was trying! he spent a whole scene trying to get her to drink less! (the one right before the rosemary kiss)

but the thing is. most of the meteor shenanigans happened off screen, so we're not certain of anything. but again, for the sake of argument, let's assume they actually weren't even trying to help their friends. why would that matter? why would the fact that they weren't rushing to fix all of their friends emotional issues have any impact on their feelings for each other? they're traumatised teenagers, they make mistakes! theyre flawed characters!

kanaya didnt try to help terezi with the gamzee situation either. she didnt try to contact the ship either. instead, she spent most of her time with rose. does that make rosemary a horrible pairing? is it ooc for rose and kanaya? from what i've seen, this doesnt seem to be your opinion on the subject.

yeah that’s basically it. you don’t need to respond, but a response would be welcome. thank you for reading!

#davekat #hs^2 #homestuck #i dont wanna put this in the main tag #ill use the read more thing #sorry yall #conversing

[fallinfl0wers]

love stories with some genshin boys i thought of while listening to my playlists

includes: aether (210 words), xiao (261 words), scaramouche (277 words) and albedo (307)

warnings (?): spoilers of ‘we will be reunited’, english is not my native language and uhh idk what else, idk really know what these are, headcanons ?? snippets ?? also not beta read and not edited.

it’s long so uhhh i’ll add a cut somewhere

anyway enjoy!! ...whatever this is i guess

Aether

Falling in love with Aether is like a fun adventure. He, being always the center of attention and the protagonist no matter where he goes, is a free spirited, kind and hardworking man. 

Throughout your time travelling and being in a relationship together, you’ll find that your relationship with the Honorary Knight is one of sweet kisses under the sunlight; innocent handholding while thinking up of what to make for dinner tonight; of easily talked out arguments and finding ways to compromise; of softly pushing each other to become a better version of themselves and, most of all, of supporting and having each other’s backs no matter what.

And when Aether confronts the Abyss Princess face to face for the first time and his world comes crashing down on him, this trait of your relationship shines like no other, as you hold him in your arms after everything was over during the night, Paimon sleeping soundly next to the both of you inside your improvised campsite.

“Even though I’m not sure what -or who- I should believe anymore, I... I know I want to see this journey to the end, and I want you to be there with me for it. Let’s be together until the last moment and beyond.”

Songs:

Snow Fairy - Funkist

Snowing, be honest with yourself and smile When two people are getting closer, time overlaps Fairy, where are you going I will gather all the light and shine it on your tomorrow

Still Lonely - SEVENTEEN

This cursed popularity. Why won’t it leave me? But why am I getting lonelier The early morning chill makes me feel Even lonelier today I feel completely empty, as if I’m empty

Kanpeki Gu~ no ne - Watarirouka Hashiritai

I'm at a loss for words, with this and that, I'm totally in love with you Someday, I want do the same to you: Watch you flounder, At a loss for words right back to me!

Side by Side - The8 from SEVENTEEN

I want to hold hands with you but I don't know what to do what to do oh baby I want to give all my heart to you but You still don't know what's in my heart

Hope - Namie Amuro

At the end of this blue, wide world there's a place I want to aim at with you We chose this long ago for eternity

Xiao

Falling in love with Xiao is like living a bittersweet dream. The Vigilant Yaksha is far from human, or so he says, and thus is out of touch with the way we mortals experience feelings, both the negative and positive ones.

Your relationship with him is one of compassion, mutual understanding, appreciation and patience. So, so much patience. Of intertwined pinkies and soft stolen glances, of shy smiles and comfortable silence sometimes filled with your voice chatting time away and his short responses to your talks.

I mentioned patience. He knows you’re making an enormous effort to try and understand him and be patient with him and his slow learning process of how relationships work, so it’s only fair that he makes a true effort to understand you and your feelings.

Xiao is well aware that he could hurt you without wanting to, be it with his blunt phrasing of his thoughts or his Karmic Debt, as much as he is aware that you will eventually pass away and leave him behind to go somewhere he can’t follow, and that undeniable truth haunts him every second of every day he gets to spend with you. And still, he wishes and wants and does cherish each and every warm, kind feeling he gets every single second you’re together nonetheless.

“I might not know what to make of these new feelings you gave me. But I’ll learn. I promise I’ll learn, so please... don’t go, not yet. Let me treasure you and carve you into my memory for as long as I can.”

Songs:

Euphoria - BTS

I don't know what this emotion is Perhaps this is also the inside of a dream A dream is the blue mirage of the desert Deep inside of me, a priori I become happy to the point of being unable to breathe The surroundings, bit by bit, become clearer

Fallin’ Flower - SEVENTEEN

While flower blooms and falls, scars cure and buds shoot We are living our first and last moment So I won’t take you for granted Because you loved me as I am

Fear - SEVENTEEN

Get out my mind I can't handle it, I'm afraid of myself The truth has me tied up My heart is tainted I'm afraid it'll eventually change you too

The Truth Untold - BTS, Steve Aoki

It’s my fate Don’t smile to me Light on me Because I can’t get closer to you There’s no name you can call me

You know that I can’t Show you me Give you me I can’t show you a ruined part of myself Once again I put a mask on and go to see you But I still want you

Tiny Light - Akari Kitō

Because you colored my unchanging monochromatic days Even the blurred darkness gained meaning

Still, hidden in this heart, these feelings of preciousness so strong that they hurt I just want to convey these feelings to only you before they disappear someday

Scaramouche

Falling in love with Scaramouche is like constantly playing a game. He’s strict, demanding, disagreeable, and widely disliked by enemies and allies alike. Still, he has a heart too; and he holds desires and hopes deep inside of it, although most of them are fueled by the unchanging curiosity he has towards the world around him, curiosity to know what he can get out of whatever the world wants to throw at him.

You were no exception to that rule, at first.

When he met you he wanted to get something from you. And you knew it from the start, just as he knew that you knew. And that didn’t change anything, at first.

Your relationship with him is one of dangerously playful, yet still light-hearted games of seduction, teasing and deceit; of secret kisses exchanged in expensive private rooms in restaurants or the cozy warmth of your home, of an unspoken shared respect and, most of all, complete, mutual devotion.

You know Scaramouche is not a good man. He has done many, many unspeakable things in his life as one of the Eleven, and he knows he’s far from being the perfect charming prince you could aim for, but he will never let you go. Because behind those hardened walls of egocentrism and pride, you saw what no one else bothered to see. You saw him, not the role he was playing, you saw him and fell in love with him.

“To be honest, I don’t think I could find anyone else who understands me as much as you do. And no, I’m not saying this because I want something, give me some more credit, geez...”

Songs:

soldier game -  µ’s

You'll come with me, yes? You've grown curious about my touch, yes? Then it's already love Since you're someone I must meet in battle someday, That might just be your reason It's soldier game Though we've met again, I'm soldier heart

Kowareyasuki - Guilty Kiss

Just stop it already and show your heart only to me I love your eyes that are about to cry And your defenseless, clumsy way of living too (...) The hesitation you convey makes my chest hurt Some people just don't know what such kindness is But then I discover the truth When we got together, you don't have to endure anymore Right now, show your grief only to me I like that you think too much The complete opposite of me

Shhh - SEVENTEEN

Don't think of all these as your mere illusion They're not lies that follow the moment No one can underestimate it, my feelings are an ignition 'Cause I'm always the same Me and you, we got hurt by the lies that we won't ever work But it's fate

(...)

So I can cover you from danger A consented dedication

(...)

It's as natural as breathing An everlasting dedication

Good to me - SEVENTEEN

Yeah, when you were making that sign in my heart It was a long time since my firewall broke down Pass with the password What in the world do you know about me? Are my deep feelings seen by you?

Hiraishin - Keyakizaka46

(To trust is to be betrayed, to open one’s heart is to get hurt So to avoid being struck by lightning-like sorrow…)

Which side am I picking? Ah, these values are hard to handle That’s why I won’t stop watching over you Positive positive positive You should just be yourself… I can forgive whatever absurdities you pull off I’ll support you without being noticed Even when you get nitpicked I’ll be your companion Let us now promise to live an unremarkable life hereafter What we have here is the lightning rod of love

Albedo

Falling in love with Albedo is a fairy tale-like experience for both of you. His attention had always been focused on his research, everything else fading into the background save for a few exceptions, until you came around. You, who stole all his attention by just existing. 

As an alchemist, he’s naturally the curious type. He wanted to know what about it had caught his attention, what was so special about you that had him clinging to your every word and movement every time you interacted with him. Still, human relationships are hard for him, and he figured you might go away the second he started to feel burnt out from your interactions. But you didn’t. Instead, you stayed. You stayed and took interest on what he did, asked questions, gave your insight, and dragged him to sleep when he needed a break. In exchange, he did the same for you.

Your relationship with Albedo is like one of those awkwardly sweet first time crushes. Of carefully calculated movements, dates and compliments, of soft kisses on lips, hands and cheeks, of mutual support, understanding and mature compromising and commitment.

The Kreideprinz, like everyone else, has his own fears and insecurities, especially regarding his... nature, but he does his best not to let them affect the relationship he has with you. Each moment spent by your side, even when he’s not actively doing any research, is considered perfectly spent, meaningful time.

“A long time ago, I was tasked with finding out the meaning of this world. Though I have directed my efforts and resources to looking for the answer through alchemy, ever since we met I... think, I’ve found an unexpected conclusion to said issue. While it’s likely that this is not the answer expected from me, I’m positive that, at least personally, I finally have the answer.”

Songs:

Futari Saison - Keyakizaka46

In the wind blowing through the city’s streets, even though I caught whiff of something’s scent, I had no interest in looking back

In a 1m radius around me, I formed an invisible barrier to another world And yet, you took someone like me out of it

What made you do that?

Home - SEVENTEEN

What can I do? Without you I’m just an old robot, my heart stops and it’s always cold What can we do? Without me You’ll struggle just as much, so what can we do?

Baby, I want to cherish our warmth So no one can come between us

Flower - SEVENTEEN

You taught me, you showed me You’re my only reason If you can forever remember me I can get hurt, I can get hurt

My heart that’s engraved with your light Makes me stronger Give me your sharp thorns Cause you’re my flower

Oh my! - SEVENTEEN

Sorry for repeating the same thing But this is all I can try using hard words But my true feeling is this, every everything

(...)

How about you? Is it hard for you to sleep because of me too? If you keep making my heart flutter What do I do?

Naze koi wo shite konakattan darou? - Sakurazaka46

Why hadn't I fallen in love? I've been making fun of it all this time I mean everyone keeps saying 'I love you' just like cats in heat But after falling in love I realized what people live for To meet, to love, to the point of nothing but... I'm not myself, I want to find my true self.

#xiao x reader #aether x reader #scaramouche x reader #albedo x reader #genshin x reader #genshin x y/n #genshin impact headcanon #genshin imagines #genshin impact imagines #first post yay #why is albedo's so long tho he's not even my favorite out of them lol #melodywritings #fluff #genshin impact x reader #melwritesgenshin

[fnf-amateur-writing]

Hey! It’s Fox again! How are you doing? I just started school back up today, so I’ve been busy Xp.

Think you would be cool with writing some Pico with an s/o who is a writer, and tends to ask him about things like “hey, how long does it take someone to bleed out” or other things like that?

I understand if you don’t feel like it, and I hope you’re having fun 😊

🦊

Hello again Fox, I'm doing quite well rn. I'm cool with your prompt, especially since I need more writing material anyways.

Took me a while, because I didn't want to do a hc, but rather come up with a oneshot with a little twist to the style. Well, hope it works well.

Good luck with school, mate!

TW: Mentions of violence, swearing, slight sexual reference, and crime.

Pico with a writer S/O who asks him strange questions

Prologue:

On a chilly autumn morning, you were sitting out on your patio with a laptop and a mug of your favourite beverage next to you. Whenever you looked up, you could see the warm coloured leaves fall as the breeze accompanied you. The whole scene was an aesthetic.

When your boyfriend, Pico, came outside to see this, he knew that the nice environment you surrounded yourself with meant one thing. "You're back in your writing space already. Heh, with that bestseller you published, I thought you were comfy taking a break." You simply smiled and said, "can't waste the inspiration rush I got right now."

Pico had a good point though, with your rising popularity as an author, you were near set to retire before turning fourty. But you wish you weren't given all of the credit, since your boyfriend's stories of his dodgy job has occasionally sparked some ideas for your stories. However the books you wrote in the past were usually meant for the young adult and had few mature themes. This time, you thought maybe it's time to garner extra inspiration from those stories.

You were met with some disappointment when you realised that your mug was empty, only a drop entering your mouth. "Here, babe, I'll ya some more," Pico said, taking your mug and walking inside. "Quick question," you stopped him. "Yeah?"

"What would be the best place for a murder cemetery?"

"... What?"

Chapter 1:

"So you're doing some story about the police hunting down a mass murderer?"

"Pretty much."

"And to think you were gonna write Pixar's next script. Aight' I respect that." Pico takes a seat next to you with a refill of your drink placed next to your favourite writing laptop. "Thanks, Pico. But yeah, I want to branch out to something edgier, and I think you can help too."

"Let me show you what I've got so far." You showed him some of your notes in a little notepad document, detailing the story thus far and your current plans for this chapter. "Oh, that's it? Just looks like boring police preparation mainly," Pico commented. "Yeah, it's not much right now. But it'll get juicy later." "And bloody?" "And bloody."

"Welp, I'm gonna head back in," Pico got up, "let me know if you need anything." He head back inside, closing the door, but then opened it almost immediately afterwards. Pico stuck his head out, "by the way, the guy should use some strong alcohol or something to throw off those sniffer dogs."

Chapter 2:

"And then, because they used a silencer, the police don't immediately notice the--"

"Nope! I'm calling bullshit (Y/N)!" Pico had suddenly interrupted your explanation of the scene you were currently working on. "Silencers can help prevent some hearing loss, sure, but they're not magic."

"Alright," you reply, "no silencer, but the killer still has to kill in a way to not get blood on them, so I thought shooting and killing them from a distance would work." "Well, they're alone. Instead, have the guy get shanked in the neck or something, and have the killer use a plastic bag as a glove. It saved my ass one time."

"Woah!" you exclaimed with a giggle, "you used a knife once? What happened to my trigger happy boyfriend, huh? That's pretty sus."

"I forgot to reload the Uzis, alright?"

"What an impostor would say."

Chapter 3:

"What would be the best way to muffle the scream of someone you kidnapped?"

You two were sitting on the couch together watching a show. You didn't have your laptop on you, so Pico didn't expect you to still be thinking about that book. "I can't say from experience, really," he said as he paused the show. "However, shove a rag in their mouth and duct tape it in, and you should be good."

"Thanks Pico, also one more thing." "Yeah?" "What if our killer also wanted to..." God, this one was gonna be awkward, but you had to say it or else no help. "You know, cut off this victim's willy. How would you do that?"

"Wai-wha-uh-ga," Pico started fumbling his words like never before. He stopped, then took a deep breath. "YO, WHAT THE FUCK?!" "It'll make sense in the story later, I promise!" You watch Pico begin to lose it, breaking into laughter. "Ladies, gentlemen, and others," Pico dramatically stood up, pulling a little Showcaster impression and directing his arms towards you, "my famous 'young' adult novelist partner!"

Chapter 4:

It was in the dead of night, but you awoke to Pico on his phone. His vpn was on and Tor was up. As per usual, he was checking up on his little hitman service, where others could request for a certain someone's guts to fly if they paid him a hefty sum first. Though tired, you ound this to be the best time to ask him some more questions.

"Pico, how do those sites work?"

"Oh, you're awake," Pico blankly stated, sleepy too. But he still answered you. "Basically, some anonymous rich guys in the area give me money and a target, then I just do the thing and send a mission accomplished email." "Do they pay you in person?" "Nah, we use always use Bitcoin. It's a lot harder to trace than real money."

"Thanks Pico. Goodnight," you wish him, yawning and going back to sleep. "You too... So this guy is a hit man too?" "Hush. Tomorrow." "Okay." Pico puts his phone away, leaving it on a nightstand. You then spoon the night away, peacefully thinking of murder as you drifted off.

Chapter 5:

On a morning similar to before, you two sat on the patio with your drinks and laptop at the ready. Pico watched rather awkwardly as you typed away, wondering why you haven't entertained him with another question yet.

"You gonna ask anything else?" "What? Oh, nah," you plainly state. Inevitable, sure, but he was kind of saddened. He liked being able to share his messed up wisdom. "So, you're done?" "Almost." You turn to look at him, "want the spoilers?" Pico smiled, "sure thing."

In the novella you and Pico crafted together, the main character is a cop who hunts down a killer. They eventually notice that there would be two murders at a time for unknown reasons. Well, it was unknown until one victim had left up a dark web hit man for hire site. They that the hit man not only kills the target, but the client as a hidden price for the service.

And any request will be fulfilled, according to the hit man's site.

"Do they catch 'em?" Pico asked. "Well, ANY request is granted. So, if our hero were to... hire him to kill himself..."

"No way!"

"He did. They find both of their bodies in his bedroom."

Pico was a bit impressed with the ending you came up with, but then he remembered something. "Why did that guy get his thing cut off?" "Lol, I forgot," you giggled. "He sent a message to the hit man, saying he wishes the target would choke on his dick."

"That's my favourite part."

Epilogue:

After everything was finished up, you sent the book off to your editor. After the initial joy of knowing how the story ended, you saw that Pico was still in thought. "What's up with you?" "Oh nothing, well it's just... I'm probably just biased, being that I'm a bit of a hitman myself, but it's kind of sad to see the guy go."

"Then I should spoil the epilogue I came up with." Rather than being excited, Pico nervously asked, "what's an epilogue?" He didn't get an answer, only you staring at him. "Sorry, school held too many bad memories for me to pay attention."

"Anyways," you continue, "the rest of the police gang did some background checks, and find that our killer was a normal guy with no criminal history."

"Penilian?"

"No. But I did decide to take a more supernatural approach here. Somewhere across the country, another string of double homicides occur and that site is active once more. And the story kind of repeats itself."

"Penilian."

"You joker," you give him a playful little kiss on the cheek, one that definitely caught him off guard. "So is it canon?" Pico smirked. "Nah, just thanking you for being my cute little co-author." "Oh," Pico started, "so we're flirtin' now, huh. Come here babe!" He tackled you onto the ground, giving you several kisses in exchange.

"Actually, I think we call that 'making out'," you chuckle out, flustered. "But that doesn't mean I said stop'!" You pull him in for more, accidentally bonking your heads together rather painfully. "Nice double kill there, (Y/N)."

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Hey y'all! So this is my second headcannon. I may make this a part 2 if the moment strikes or I have some ideas. But I hope you enjoy. *Edit: I just wanna say I was definitely inspired by @KathyIsWeird on AO3. Check out their story "Teach Me Tonight." It made me feel so happy, especially as a chubby person myself.

First Night (pt.1?)

It was a cloudy night as you sat on the large bed while looking out the window. The silence of the room was quiet, but not uncomfortable. It was also warm and peaceful; an orange tint bounced of the walls that were created from the fire. You were nervous. It was you first time making love with Alcina. As you stared around the room your poor stomach was in knots. What if you vomited, or fainted? You'd be so embarrassed. As much as you wanted to run away, you couldn't. You pulled the sheets around you trying to steady your nerves. The deep breath you took was so shaky and loud that you could've sworn everyone in the castle heard it, but you wanted this moment to happen, and waited for it for a long time. When you first started working at the castle, all you wanted to do was work long enough just to save up enough money to leave the village. Falling in love was the last thing you needed. At first you thought love was just a set back to your goals, but you soon found out the lady of the house felt the same way. There'd be times in the beginning when you'd catch her looking at you when she thought she was being subtle about it, wondering what was reeling through your mind when you saw her. It made you uncomfortable at first. As time went on you eventually started noticing her as well. Her pale skin with a tint of gray underneath, her beautiful full, red lips, her gray-green eyes, everything about her was ethereal. To know she wanted you, a chubby, insecure girl with glasses was almost shocking. You've always remained in the background, minding your business and doing your chores, trying not get in trouble so you won't get sent to the dungeons. You were flattered. "She clearly, must've seen something in me that I didn't and still don't see," you said to yourself.

"And so I do."

You jumped as your breath hitched in your throat. For someone as enormous as her she was awfully quiet. You stared at her wondering if she was real or not. Alcina emerged from the bathroom wearing a dark purple robe with a very prominent low cut center. She smelled of fresh gardenias and her raven hair was out of her famous bun and down to her shoulders. She looked like an angel.

"You look...divine, Alcina!"

She smiled as she walked over to her vanity to pour herself a glass of wine. "Thank you, pet! Not half as divine as you. You look so pretty in that pink negligee. You know, you should really wear more clothes that inhance those soft, sweet curves of yours," she said as she took a swig of wine. She turned her eyes at you. There was a hint of love in those eyes along with something else. They darkened as she looked you up and down. You sometimes forget she is predatory by nature. What she wants, she gets. Tonight, she gets you.

"Um, I'll try. I look in a few catalogs tomorrow. Whatever looks right I'll show you."

"Wonderful! What's on your mind, dear? I can see the gears rotating in that cute head of yours." Alcina moved over to the bed and sat on the edge. "Are you nervous, draga?"

"More than you ever know. I've never been with someone before. Sure I've had...moments with myself, but even those were awkward," you sighed. You scooted down on the bed to lay back on your pillow, looking up at the ceiling. " I felt good for a second, but I never finished. I've been close though, even though I wasn't sure what I was doing was right." You turned over on your side embarrassed.

Alcina chuckled as she stroked your leg. "Draga, there isn't only a singular way to pleasure yourself. If what you did felt good, then continue doing it. As for finishing, sometimes an orgasm shouldn't always be the end goal. If it happens, then that's all good and well. However, the more you focus on it, the harder it'll be to get there. The best feeling is to let the activity flow naturally. Do you understand?"

You turned to look at her. That was easy for her to say as she was more experienced. Over decades of practice and maybe even more to come. You felt, even though you wouldn't admit it, that your time was limited.

"I know, Alci, but I...." Anxiety was creeping in as you've never had such an in depth conversation about this with anyone, but you mustered up the courage to continue. "I just want to know what it would feel like. For so long I was convinced that I wouldn't meet anyone, and so I thought that the only way to make me feel better about...potentially being single for the rest of my life was to try to achieve orgasm, and when I didn't get there I'd be frustrated. Like I said, I felt good, but incomplete. Now that I've met you, I really wished I could've had one. At least I would've entered in this relationship having an inkling on what to do." Tears spilled from your eyes. Alcina grab her handkerchief from her robe pocket and wiped your face as she positioned herself along the headboard. She pulled you into her lap cuddling you until you calmed down. She hated to see you cry. To her sex was a simple, easy thing to pick up. But she had to remember that this was your first time. You told her at the beginning of your relationship that you wanted their first time to be meaningful. Alcina hummed and thought back to her wedding night. It was awful! The lack of communication made her feel jaded, the belittling her husband did to her made her feel dirty, and nothing was consensual at all. She kissed the top of your head.

"This is stupid, Alci! You probably think I'm a mess right now. I've often been told that nobody wants to be with virgins. We're too this, too that, too emotional, too clingy. I could go on forever...."

"Don't, love. I know how you're feeling. My first time, or any other time after that during my marriage, wasn't pleasant. I was told the same things by my husband and he took matters into his own hands. But you? I'll never do to you what he did to me; made me feel, small, useless, unimportant, unworthy, and an idiot for not knowing what I was doing. A nuisance, I was to him. And he made that known. If I didn't know what I was doing, he was going to find someone else who did. It hurt! A partner is supposed to teach and help you. Your feelings are heard and so valid. Those people that told you all that nonsense remind me of that horrid man. Of course they're having sex, but do you know if they are truly happy?" You looked up at her. You didn't know. People always talked about how much they were getting, but you didn't know their struggles aside from them bedding each other. What if their relationship was one sided? What if it was fulfillment for one and meaningless for the other? Comparison is the thief of joy you always heard.

"Sex doesn't always equate to happiness, love. It's better to be alone than to jump from one relationship to another wondering if what you feel is happiness or emptiness. Sometimes sex is used as a coping method, a random stop along this road called life with no real feeling involved. For some, it may not bother them at all and they continue where they left off. For others, it can make them feel drained and tired, and then that emptiness and depression comes creeping back again when they find out it wasn't truly love. I'm not judging you for waiting, so please don't feel bad. I wouldn't have judged you if you didn't. You would've had experience, but even then boundaries would still need to be set just like now."

Your grip around Alcina tightened. You felt as though a weight was lifted off your shoulders. You have no idea how she has so much patience, but your glad she does. "Thank you, Alci! I guess that makes me feel a little better. I was wondering if, maybe not tonight, but soon, could we try again?

"Of course darling! Whatever you want." She smiled and gave you soft kiss. "Sweetie? When the time comes, you'll find I can be a most wonderful teacher. I want to make you feel so good." Her hand trailed down to your bottom and a rush of electricity sent shivers through your body. Alcina chuckled as she gave you a dazzling smile. "We'll have to practice everyday, draga."

"Well, then professor, I can't wait to start our lessons. I want to know EVERYTHING!" You giggled and gave her another playful kiss. You were so lucky to have someone so caring and understanding as Alcina. You know your first time will be magical when it eventually comes.

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