#i lied i'm making one last post about that stream sorry

[ventithedrunkbardehe]

Hello hello

I'm baackk~

Warnings: English is nkt my first lanuage so there might be grammar errors, also typo's mighz happenen here and there, also swearing

So let's get started shall we?

Streamer!reader accidentaly revealing their relationship with the Xsoleil boys ft.Nina!

You were just doing an ordinary drinking stream, or so you planned to. You didn't realize how much you got caught up in drinking and started answering the questions in the chat. You didn't realize how much of a bad idea it was beacuse of your drunked state. You took a sip of your drink as you read out the next question

'Is there anyone that has your interest in NijisanjiEN' - you rewd the question out lous and without even thinking you answered to it. "Mhmm... And I'm so glad that he's actually my boyfriend..." - you said as you took another sip.

Ver

"I mean who wouldn't love Ver... He's just so perfect, and handsome, and cute, and everything else you could ask for..." - you continued babbling about your boyfriend as the whole chat turned into a mess, both hate and love coming from fans. You would've kept going unless Nina called you up that you should stop the stream since you were so drunk and you didn't realize what were you talking about. You argued a bit with her ws she tried to convince the fans thru the phone call that you were saying nonsense and it was just beacuse you were drunk. But everyone knowing that you're one of the most honest streamers out there, why would you be babbling lies about being together with Ver. Nina luckily got you to turn the stream off and go to bed, but you weren't ready what would happen tomorrow.

As you woke up the next day, you're phone was blown up by how many notifications you got from Twitter. As you opened the app you saw several clips about you talking about how much youlove Ver and so glad that he's your boyfriend. You saw how many other streamer friend of yours tried to protect you, as you got embarrassed from reading all the tweets about your mistake, you finally got yourself together and wrote an apology tweet saying that you were sorry and that too drunk to even know what were you talking about, you didn't mean to say boyfriend as in a relationship but as a good guy friend. After ypu posted the tweet out you immediately called Ver up.

"I'm so sorry about everything honey, I was just-" -he cut into your sentence

"It's okay, but next time make sure that you don't get caught up in drinking and start spilling tea about our relationship okay? Anyways I'll go over to your place in a few minutes okay?" - he said

"Okay, love you" - you said as you giys put the phone down.

'This will be hurting for a while...' - you tought as you looked at the screen of your monitor that had twitter open.

Hex

"I mean who wouldn't like Hex... Just look at him... He has such an attractive voice... His humor... Ahh I could talk about him all day." - you said. You continued talking about him as you took several sips from you drink. You didn't ralize thst you were talking about him for like 5 minutes straight untill Mom came to the rescue and called you up to stop the stream which took her like almost 10 minutes beacuse your drunk ass didn't realize what was going on and you guys ended up arguing untill she finally got you to end the stram and to to bed.

When you woke up your head was hurting like hell, as you remembered back what did you do last night's stream and immediately went up on twitter to see clips about you talking about you dear boyfriend Hex, and others trying to protect you. When you got yourself together you wrote an apology tweet, saying thst it was just a big missunderstanding that the word boyfriend you meant was not the 'in realtionship' term but it was as 'guy friend' term. Hoping that people will belive you as you posted it. After a few minutes of continuing reading the tweets about your mistake your phone buzzed. It was you boyfriend Hex. You immediately pickee upand started apologizing to him about the accident.

"It's okay... Hopefully it will go down in a week or two..." - he said as you were on the verge of tears. "But to be honest... I never imagined that you love me this much" - he chuckled at your reaction as teased you.

"Oh shut up... This is embarrassing" - you said as you huffed and joined to laugh with him.

Doppio

"Pio-chan is just so cute... He's like a giant baby... His laugh... ahh so cute. Everything about him is so cute..." - you continued babbling about your boyfriend. Some of your streamer friends in the chat tried stopping you, writing to you on social media, but Nina saved the night. She called you up talking you down from continueing the stream as you were drunk drunk. After a few minutes of talking and arguing a little she finally got you to stop the stream and get yourself together and go to bed.

The next day you woke up with a terrible headache from being drunk yesterday night.

"Fucking hangovers..." - you said as you tried to get out of bed and get some painkillers. After ypu took them, even tho your head was still hurting you went up on twitter to see everything about your mistake that was clipped and posted everywhere. Everyone was talking about your little tea spilling. You saw some of your friends trying to stop the people from talking about these matters, but everyone knew that they won't die down from just these tweets. You were reading the tweets about yourself as the phone buzzed on your desk. It was Doppio. You didn't really want to answer it being a bit scared how he would react to it. But you eventually picked it up.

"Good morning darling~" - he said lively.

"Good morning" - you said back to him, it was hearable on your voice that you were nervous and embarrassed.

"Are you worried about yesterday night?" - he asked in a softer tone.

"Mhm... I'm sorry" - you answered.

"It's alright it's alright! My company might kill me but let's tell the fans ye? I mean it won't die down until they get to know the thruth yea? So why not make it easier for everyone?" - he said in a reassureing voice.

"I-... Pio-chan... Are you okay? Are you drunk? As I know I was the one drowning myself in drinks and not you." - you asked worriedly laughing a bit.

"Yepp a 100% sure!" - he answered immediately.

The two of you agreed to announce your guy's relationship and after tweeting it out the both you turned your social media's off. Soon enough he arrived at your place and you guys went and played games.

@lonelysimpfor2dmen thank you for the request ❤️ sorry thst it took this long 😭🙏

Hope you guys enjoyed it! Have a nice day! Byeee!

#nijisanji #nijien #nijisanji en #nijisanji en x reader #xsoleil x reader #xsoleil #ver vermillion #hex haywire #doppio dropscythe x reader #doppio dropscythe #ver vermillion x reader #hex haywire x reader #nijisanji x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #x reader

[gaytav]

My Wound, There's No Cure

Pair: Lae'zel x Fem!Reader

Description: "How do you cure a wound when there's no cure to it?"

Words: 460

P.s: So sorry if it's not that great loves, but I wanted to post something today hihi

"At that moment, she found herself taking refuge in her beloved's tent... but she still felt the cold... the present emptiness, sitting by her side watching the Githyanki reminisce about what life was like when Y/n was still here. - It's so cold and dark without you here, my love, my wound...

Her eyes filled with tears as she remembered your death, she just wanted to close her eyes and make this nightmare end. Who would have ever imagined that the strong and fearless warrior Lae'zel would be sitting on the ground with a Y/n's shirt in her arms while tears streamed down endlessly.

She no longer cared about it, not anymore, it doesn't make sense anymore, nothing makes sense after your departure. - Oh my wound, you had healed and scarred my old wound that bled endlessly and tried to take away all my strength, you made me someone... better... but... but now I have a huge hole in my chest, my heart was taken from me without permission on the day I saw the life leave your eyes, when I felt the fever of your skin leave and all that was left was the freezing cold...

Her voice faltered at the end, her tears turned into heavy sobs, she bent over on the ground, resting her forehead on the ground and held Y/n's shirt close to her nose, remembering its sweet smell, trying to hold onto those memories, the memories of your laughter, your promises, of your love and how painful it was to feel the emptiness in her chest, the place you occupied.

Lae'zel let out a cry of pain, desperation, loss from the depths of her chest, and lying there on the ground was where Shadowheart found her and it was there where the half-elf lay down pulling the Githyanki into her arms, and there she remained silent because she knew the warrior needed to release that, this pain in her chest, she didn't need to hear pretty lies.

Her eyes, her delicate eyes that always sparkled when she saw you, were filled with fear, despair, Lae'zel wanted to take that look away from you, but it was already too late, she failed to protect the only good thing in her life, she failed to take care of your healing and now her wound will bleed forever until her death... death, hmm doesn't sound so bad... would she have you in her arms again?

- My love, m-my warrior... light of my day... I-I'm sorry... for not fulfilling our... promises... Her breathing was fast, her voice came out with difficulty because of the pain she felt, she held the face of her beloved Lae'zel knowing it would be the last time she would have the opportunity. - I l-love you... don't... forget me... the last thing you saw was the Githyanki's gaze turning into a storm of despair and everything turned dark.

Lae'zel perfectly remembers feeling your last heartbeat and at that moment an incomprehensible pain consumed her, a pain that doesn't leave her even after 2 years this pain doesn't go away, maybe it's her who doesn't let the pain go, maybe because that's the only sensation left for her to feel... at first the party was a mess after your departure, no one expected to lose their leader, the pillar of this suddenly structured framework.

Everyone "improved" in a way, of course they can't help but remember the heroine Y/n was, the heroine who sacrificed her own life for her family... but Lae'zel couldn't find that cure, the only cure she had is gone... forever, how can she improve from this... knowing she'll never see you again... that you'll become a memory and slowly everyone will forget about you... no, she can't do that, she couldn't do that.

That's why every day she finds herself here, in your tent, hugging the dusty cloths from your wardrobe... it was all that was left of you... there's no cure to heal the void you left in her chest..."

#baldur's gate 3 x reader #lae'zel x reader #bg3 x reader #bg3 #lae'zel #lae'zel x tav

[go-learn-esperanto]

If grian was just a little less family friendly mcc pride would’ve become a homosexual role play. You could tell wilbur wanted to.

It would. I think Wilbur was dying inside. He had to start flirting with Jimmy a little bit to hide the fact that he almost made a nsfw fanfic about Grian one time, and... That screenshot he then got a bit embarrassed about.

Although I have to note that because Wilbur admires Grian a lot he's seems so scared of upsetting Grian in any way. Aside from the fire alarm situation Wilbur's interactions with Grian on MCC Pride 21 were more like "What do you want to do Grian. Yes Grian. Of course Grian. I'm sorry I'm unable to not swear on Ace Race. so I'll mute for you Grian" I have never seen Wilbur so well behaved in my life.

We need Scar so Wilbur can feel like he doesn't need to be scared of that LOL

Because we are on this topic, for the people that were asking when did Wilbur flirt with Grian, here's the thing; Wilbur mentions Grian a lot. I remember when he said to Scott "Did I tell you the story of how Grian is the only mcyt I watch?" And Scott was like "yes. yes you told me several times" like it was the 100th time he was hearing about it LOL

I love this clip. So wholesome.

Wilbur's interactions with Grian are either:

Trying to make fun of Grian but revealing he literally watches all of Grian's episodes. It's Wilbur and Fundy trying to make fun of Grian but suddenly Wilbur gets very specific about the Turf war and the Barge.

Finding Grian when they have an interlude and make sure to mention it on stream. He did it last MCC, and multiple times before that. My favourite is when Wilbur approaches Grian slowly, Grian notices and says "Wilbur. What are you doing." Turns around super fast and scares Wilbur so hard he cursed in front of Captain Sparklz

Actual flirting. But the worst kind of it. Almost reciting a NSFW Grian fanfic he imagined on the spot, taking... A certain screenshot on purpose... Saying that Grian was kissing his neck...

Actual wholesome content that won't scar me for life

Some other Socket Duo posts I've made because they are my boys and I love them very much 💜

#hello it's me on my socket duo bullshit again #ask #socket duo #grian #wilbur soot #mcyt #mcc

[pinkcherryblossomangel]

Away from home - chapter 7

Y/N is an actress, filming for her first lead role in the film adaptation of her favourite childhood book, produced by maximum effort.

She bonds with Ryan Reynolds over their share Love of the Korean pop band Stray Kids, and he has a surprise for her.

When she starts missing home and the darkness creeps upon her, her hotel neighbour comes to her rescue.

Trigger warnings- mentions of depression, self harm and anxiety.

This chapter is NSFW

Stray kids fan fic

Mainly staring 3ratcha

But the other boys do make appearances it's just easy to keep to minimum of characters lol

Chan x oc

This is my first ever fan fiction so if it's shit soz.

It's 3pm by the time I wake up. I feel groggy. My mouth's dry and my stomach hurts from hunger, I pull out my phone and order a McDonald's meal... or two.

I hop in the shower, forgetting its broken, so i pull my pj's back on and head to Chan's. But before I exit my door i notice a piece of paper on the floor.

It's from chan. He's handwriting is adorable.

'Morning Y/N. I realised I don't have your number and you didn't answer when I knocked on your door this morning so I'm guessing you're still asleep. I really enjoyed last night, I hope I didn't come off too strong.

I just really wanted to kiss you.

I know it's only been a few days since we met, but it feels like we we're meant to be in each others lives.

If you don't feel the same that's cool, I just wanted to put all my cards on the table. I like you and I'd like to take you out on a date sometime. I'm out this weekend, staying at Hannah's, but I'll be back tomorrow night. I'll see you then. Its a date!

Chris x'

Why am I crying?...

Is this the first time anyone has ever said anything like this to me?

Fuck, my McDonald's is here.

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I scran down my big mac and chicken legend and crawl back into bed. How I'm I meant to go two days without him? God I sound ridiculous! It's been 5 fucking days and I'm acting like I'm in love. I think I'm just addicted to how I feel around him, he feels like home. The comfort of walking into a warm house after being in the cold outside.

I want to know more about him. All his little intricacies and quirks. I want to know what wakes him up in the morning and what keeps him in bed. To know all about what goes on in that gorgeous head of his. I'm counting down the seconds until I can.

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8 pm Sunday evening. I've legitimately just slept all weekend. I did have a video with my family back home. It felt so good to see their beautiful faces! But mostly I enjoyed seeing my cats that my mum put on the call whilst she went to the bathroom. They told me they miss me too.

No one has yet Come to fix my shower. I'll let them off since it's the weekend, but I've been stewing in my post night out smell. I should go round to Chris', but theres two problems with that idea. 1. I haven't heard him return and he hasn't knocked round here.

2. I smell like shit and look like it too. (Very reminiscent of my depressive episodes im prone to, but with out the actual sadness. )

There's no harm in just knocking to see if he's, so I grab my dressing gown and head to his.

I here him talking, but theres no reply. I wait for a moment, he's probably on the phone. He stops talking so I knock.

"One minute!!" He yelled! " I'll be back in a sec guys!" Guess he's still on the phone. He answers, a huge smile appears on his face, he looks back in the direction of his phone and slowly closes the door slightly behind him so we're both in the hallway.

"Sorry is this a bad time?" I ask, slowly heading back to my door.

"I'm just... I'm just doing a live stream." He replies, looking slightly embarrassed.

"Oh yeah your Chans room! I've seen a few" He seems to look less nervous that I'm not judging him. "I just wanted to know if I could use your shower. Mines still broken"

"Yeah of course you can, could you wait just like 40 minutes?"

"Yeah sure! I've waited over 24 hours, 40 minutes won't kill me" I laugh. He brushes his hand through his hair and I notice his bicep flex. I never really noticed it but this man is buff. No wonder I feel safe around him, he could beat up a bear a win. Well maybe not a  bear?

I turn to head back into my room, but he takes my hand stopping me.

"Did you get my letter?" He asks, his eyes shining with hope.

"Yeah I did" I say meeting his eyes with the same anticipation.

" and did you..." I cut him off, bringing his lips to mine. My hand running through his hair.

" does that answer your question?" I tease.

"And all the ones after" He answers, slightly bewildered. "I have to head back in. I'll see you soon"

"It's a date" I reply. His grin has taken over his entire face, giddy like a child.

"It is indeed" He says before closing his door.

I collapse on my bed and open up his stream. God he's gorgeous. He keeps smiling to himself, which makes me do the same. I'm literally kicking my feet and smiling over this man. The chat seems to have noticed too. All mentioning how he seems to have found something outside his room very exciting. He answers them saying a staff member just was asking what food he wanted from the shop.

He signs of with a virtual hug, and now I get to have a real life one. And a shower.

I knock the door again, he shouts that it's open in response. I walk in, naked underneath my dressing gown. I stand awkwardly in his room, not sure whether we should talk about everything now or after my shower. He turns in his chair away from his laptop, his gaze lands on me. I'm suddenly aware that if this thin belt unwraps I'll be stood here bare ass naked. I pull the belt tighter.

"You gonna shower?" He questions

"Yeah, I just didn't know if you wanted to talk about everything properly now or after my shower?" He seems taken aback from my forwardness.

"Now?" He pats on his bed for me to sit down. I follow his direction and sit down opposite him. He wheels his chair closer to me so our knees are touching. A knot beginning to form in my stomach. He puts his hands on my knees. I think I flinch in response because he removes them as soon as he places them down.

"Sorry" He stammered, backing off. I hold his hands, stopping him from backing off too far.

"I'm okay. Its just..." fuck how do I explain this without sounding like a weirdo? "I've got nothing on under here. And well." I put my head in my hands. "I've never been touched in such a gentle way there. I was just a bit taken aback." He's silent. Then his lips curl into a smirk.

"So, that reaction was because you liked it so much?" A raised brow has joined his smirk. I can tell this man loves a good tease. He's gonna be the death of me.

He pulls himself even closer, this time he gently spreads my knees apart, replacing the space between them with his knee. Each second he does this, he's locked his gaze on mine, making sure I'm okay with this. And fucking hell I am. He stops centimetres away from my vulva. I'm glad he does cause im honestly embarrassed by how wet I am from just his smallest touch.

He leans over to my ear, his lips grazing  my neck ever so slightly, inciting goosebumps and a sound from me I'm not sure I've ever made before. He giggles, savouring the state he's got me in. "You should take your shower" He whispers. I snap out of my trance

"Are you saying I smell?" I'm joking but slightly concerned. He laughs, removing his knee and standing up from his chair

"Not at all. I just know you've been waiting to have one. Plus I'm worried you feel like this is going too fast. Cause I am." Chan looked down admitting his feelings. "I don't want you to do anything you'll regret. we haven't known each other long and I know you wanna know someone before you're intimate like that with them". Fuck me. This man may be the most caring person I have ever met.

I stand up from his bed and walk over to him, kissing him on his forehead.

"Thank you. I did enjoy it, please know that." He drops his head, but I lift up his chin with my index finger, "I mean it." I kiss him, deeper than before. I do want him. Just not yet.

I walk past him and head into his shower.

#bang chan #bang chan fanfic #bang chris #christopher bang #fanfic #han jisung #kpop fanfic #seo changbin #stray kids #stray kids fanfic #bang chan x reader #chan x reader #this chapter is bad sorry #3racha fanfic #3racha x reader #3racha scenarios #skz 3racha #3racha smut #3racha cb97 #cb97

[i-luv-carl-grimes]

☾꙳all the things I hate about you☀︎꙳ pt.4

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Chandler Riggs x Fem!reader

Warning: swearing

꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳꙳

Sorry I did post yesterday I was really busy with an art project

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"Call me as soon as you can, and don't go out at night a-" "f/n I'll be fine" I said cutting her off as tears dressed her cheek. "Okay, I love you y/n" she said before bringing me into another bone crushing hug. "I love you too" I said trying my best to hold back the dam of tears building up. "Flight A-2 is ready to be boarded passengers please head to gate 3" a loud speaker announced, me and F/n broke our hug a tear then slipped its way out of my eye and on to my cheek. "Travel safe" she said holding my hands and I nodded unable to say anything or the dam in my eyes would break.

We said our last goodbyes and turned around going separate ways one step forward and my dam broke tears streaming down my face covering my cheeks, we boarded the plan I sat down and took a deep breath, that was cut short from my phone vibrating. To my surprise it was Chandler

@/chandlerriggs

Not gonna answer huh?

Oh shit, he noticed

@/u/n

I'm so sorry I must have forgotten

@/chandlerriggs

But did you really?

He asked and once again I was left sitting there confused on how or what I was gonna respond with. Was he trying to be confusing?

@chandlerriggs

Leave me on delivered again?

@u/n

I really don't mean to I just boarded my plan so I'm getting settled In

I lied

@/chandlerriggs

Okay?

Huh?

Was I annoying him? Did he not believe me? Did I really just make the coolest person even dislike me? What if we dont get along and they kick me off, what if he hates me, I should leave him alone I doubt he wants to talk to me anyway.

Chandler's pov

I read over her personality chart over and over again. 'She was very shy but a great actor, very soft spoken but not when in character as well as she stayed seemingly very calm throughout the auditions even when the others were arguing and insulting her'

I didn't like shy people, well I don't like A shy person. She used to be on the show that was until her character died but, she was shy and quite but the more I talked to her the more I realized she was awful, she was self obsessed and thought she was better then everyone else as well as say rude things and insult people on set mainly me. "Why didn't anyone show me this sooner" I said frustrated. "Chandler she's a completely different person who knows maybe shes nice" Norman said then got up and walked away. "If she was she wouldn't leave me on delivered" I mumbled back opening our Instagram dms to see that once again I had been left unanswered. I swiped to look at her profile and seen she only had one photo of her face posted it was a photo of her looking up at stars the moon light fitting her face beautifully. I then looked at the captain. 'Hacked by @/f/u/n (friends username) Nerd, but God she's so pretty' I'm guessing that was the friend who took the photo. I wasn't going to lie y/n was really pretty, thats why I picked her (not knowing she was shy ofc) I didn't want Carl dating someone who wasn't a bit attractive, but that doesn't change the fact that I can already see her being a snob

I dislike her at least that's what I will tell myself that way I wont get hurt, not like the last time.

I found myself scrolling through her posts they were mainly of book and braking with an occasional photo of stay cats, she seemed very boring...i once again told myself the more I did the more I would believe it.

#carl grimes #carl the walking dead #the walking dead #twd carl #carl x reader #twd x reader #chandler riggs #chandler riggs x reader #fanfic #fanfiction

[killmeifimwrongblog]

Sooooooo I don't normally post much on here because I am mostly private with my opinions, but... Rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles had me hypnotized for about three months now, and since then, I have consumed every morsel of content I could get on them like a ravenous wolf.

Now one of the things that had most of my attention were the AUs where peepaw Leo comes back to the past with Casey.... like omo, wmas, mnmc, etc. and I've been having thoughts on that myself ... thoughts I need to get out somewhere or my head is going to explode ... so now you will have to deal with that sorry.

Anyway... I am not a writer

I am not a good writer so there won't be any fanfiction for my ... let's call it AU ... because I'm not good at English since I'm from Germany so you will probably only get this giant, incoherent block of text from me and maybe some art (which I'm also not good at) 😐

Sooo here goes ... my idea was kinda 29 year old leonardo, who is still adjusting to a robot arm that he had for about a year and just lost his twin brother two weeks ago, gets sent back into the past by Mikey.

It wasn't some grand bid for peace or freedom from the Krang, it also wasn't a last-ditch effort for salvation at least not yet ... simply said it was selfishness on Mikey's part.

He had just lost his second brother to this war and was still reeling, when the bunker, the resistance had taken over, was attacked.

And Mikey.... well he had enough!

He felt for Leo's ninpo, which was rapidly closing in on him, and made his decision then and there. He refused to lose another brother.

Donatello and he had talked about it often ... the possibilities of time travel, the intricacies, anything and everything that could go wrong, and even who would be a good candidate to go.

Mikey knew it would cost him everything, he also knew Leo would hate himself for not seeing Mikey's struggles and not doing anything about them but it had to be done. He had to do something.

Because he could feel it ... the earth was being drained of all of its resources and even if they won, even if they were lucky enough to beat the Krang... the earth was dying and nobody knew if it would be able to sustain the survivors.

So he started the ritual to open a time gate. He needed to do it before Leonardo arrived at his room because if he let him speak if he let him say even one word he knew he would falter knew he would let himself be persuaded to stop and think about it, and then it would be already too late.

He couldn't let that happen, couldn't let Leonardo be a voice of "reason" or they would lose.

So when Leo stepped into the room trying to get Mikey to move, he was met with the sight of his brother glowing like a supernova and falling apart at the seams.

Then one of Mikey's chains wrapped around him and before he could make even one sound he was flung into the portal that was coming into existence behind Mikey.

The last thing he sees is his little brother disintegrating, disappearing in an explosion of glowing particles. His only thoughts being:

No, please, not again not him I don't want to be alone.

But Mikey was gone and Leo was hurtling through the colorful space of the space-time continuum at increasingly faster speeds.

What Mikey hadn't anticipated though was Leo carrying 6-year-old Casey junior, in a sling made out of his scarf, bound to the front of his plastron.

That little mistake made a really big difference in where and when he was about to land. So curled protectively around little Casey he shot out of the time stream, landing uncomfortably on his back ... somewhere.

After getting some air back into his lungs and making sure Casey was unharmed he started to look around trying to find something to find out where exactly he was and thaaat's the statute of liberty ... so New York okay, cool they had taken over a military bunker somewhere in North Dakota but now he was back in New York which did not make sense since the last time he had seen New York it looked like a warzone and the statue of liberty didn't have a head and everything was covered in pink, gooey krang stuff.

Yet here he was in New York clean and loud and as bustling as ever.

Leo was losing his mind without thinking he went out of the alleyway, he had landed in, to the next best kiosk he could find ignoring the stare and the gasps from the pedestrians around him he grabbed the next best newsletter and stared dumbfounded at the date 6th of September 2008.

Yeah and that's it for now 🤷🏻‍♀️

#rottmnt leo #rottmnt #future leo #i had to wordvomit this out #it was stuck in my head and wouldn't leave me alone #maybe i will write more later #or draw who knows #leo isn't old enough to be a real part of the peepaw brigade yet #Uncle Noel and the Tots

[talisidekick]

Tali Life Update 05/12/2023

Alright, sorry I've been a bit inactive, much has happened. I did a bit of polling around on a few private discords this last week and a bit, and got some people to look at my previous streams to give me some unbiased feedback. What I was told kinda just ... made me a bit upset for the oddest reason. I kind of knew the answers that were coming because I can see the watch metrics on my streams/videos. I just hated hearing it because I put work in to make a gaming channel but that's evidently not where my talent for entertainment lies.

The upsetting consensus is that any time I stream or make videos, me playing videogames is the part people enjoy the least. I started the YouTube channel and Twitch streams (when I did them) to get through the videogames I have but haven't played through yet as a way to doccument my HRT progress on a weekly basis. It should have set in sooner, but I was being stubborn: the Tumblr blog (here) with my autism fueled rants, info dumps, etc is more popular than my YouTube channel. As in:

YouTube:

Tumblr:

And my YouTube metrics mirror this with the most activity on any stream being when my face is front-and-center and without the Avatar. People don't come to my channel to watch me play videogames, they come to see me talk, rant, and share my opinions. I'm better at entertaining an audience by direct communication than I am through the co-experience of other media. In fact, I seem to have a degree of excellence at it.

Now don't get me wrong, I LOVE talking about the topics I do rant on. I enjoy spreading positivity and encouraging the acceptance of trans people. I love sharing what I've found and learned, and what I know. It's just frustrating that my other passion, that is gaming, is something I've tried hard at making entertaining but is so effortlessly beat out by the other passion I put no struggle into at all.

Part of what I want to do is make a safe communal space for trans people of all expressions, allies, and fellow queers of all identifications. I know there are many out there, but I want to add to that. That means consistent content creation. That means making enjoyable content. And if my playing through games isn't entertaining to the majority of viewers then I need to make more entertaining content to achieve that overarching goal of another safe space online.

I'd like to foster the same supportive community I've managed to create here on Tumblr over on YouTube. I've decided to bring my more popular content and the style of rants I know people on here enjoy from me to YouTube to do just that. That doesn't mean less action here, that just means my intent to schedule streams for Sunday might become a lot more relaxed and less game heavy. I've been working on one such video but I figured that rather than just change up the channel without notice I'd say something here because it's very possible the YouTube side of the whole "Tali Sidekick" name may get closer to the Tumblr side. In fact, I'm planning for that. So at least there will ve a bit of history to explain that.

Additionally, aside from all this, as you all know I've been accepting donations for my official name change through Ko-fi. I'd like to thank the 4 donors so far:

Wanpasu,

Em,

mihyo,

and Rhedyn.

Your combined efforts have raised enough to get the $50 CAD I need to get the photo copies of my identity doccuments (drivers license) notarized. This gets the ball rolling on the process, there's a $127~ filing fee and an $80 RCMP fingerprinting fee that I hopefully should just barely be able to cover. Getting reprints on my Birth Certificate, Marriage License, and my Drivers License updated will just be somethkng for down the road unless I'm lucky. So thank you so much for your support so far. And thank you to everyone who reblogged the donation post so far, and thank you to anyone who does. I'll update the goal once I submit the forms which hopefully should be tomorrow.

Thank you for reading all of this, and I hope you have a good day. Stay safe out there, I know for some of you the holidays are rough times, so here's me wishing you get all the small joys you need to get through it.

#talisidekick #talisidekick things

[soletlunasims]

-This is my last post before I'm all caught up. Which means I can play the game again. Yay! I want to try to do a format in which the photos tell the story and I just provide dialogue. I see that as a popular format and I find it very fun as a reader myself. For now, let me get this last bit of what I'm loosly referring to as the epilogue out of the way-

Ares spent a lot of time with work stuff. And I mean A LOT of time. So much so that her and Xaidin saw each other for maybe an hour before bed every night. They usually spent it watching the news. Xaidin needed to for his job as well as Ares.

They would often go to bed by 9 and practically fall asleep instantly. Their love life was suffering. Not that it was thriving to begin with. Ares mood was suffering due to the stress put on her. Not from her job, but from her fiancee who kept trying to bring up wedding stuff. She rolled her eyes anytime he mentioned it. "It'll happen! But you have to bear with me. This next election is really important for the mayor. This reflects on me majorly. The game is being played. I'm almost at a checkmate. After the election we can talk about it all you want, okay?"

Ares tried to keep focused on her goals, but she was also worried about doing the same thing she did to Gunnar. She was pushing the ones who cared about her away. This weighed heavy on her, especially when she got a call from Caleb. "Hey, Dad..... Can't talk right now. I'm super busy wi......" She stopped her sentence in it's tracks when she heard a faint whimper and a weak voice come from Caleb. "Ares..... It's... It's Chip..... He passed away last night. I'm so sorry. I know you two had your differences but...... Did you..... Did you want to come say goodbye to him?" Ares said nothing at first. She couldn't believe it. Her father was gone. And she never got to make amends with him. Eventually she found her voice. "I will be on the first plane home tomorrow." She said tears streaming down her cheeks. For the first time in a long time, Ares was going home. But it was not for happiest of reasons.

Ares got home in the afternoon the next day. Her and Caleb hugged for a long time, crying together. They sat on the couch and caught up, talked about Chip, discussed what it was gonna be like for Caleb now that he was gone. Caleb told Ares that he was planning on giving chips ashes to Gunnar and Bowie. "You aren't keeping them?" Ares questioned.

Caleb wiped tears from his eyes. "I would love too. But I have so many more memories right here. Of him and you. I figured you wouldn't want him. You're not that kind of sentimental. But Gunnar? He truly cherished Chip. Bowie did too. I know you don't like me talking about them..."

Ares sniffled. "No... No. It's okay. I know he was a big part of their lives. Gunnar deserves to take him if he wants to."

Caleb put his hand on Ares lap. "Good... So, then..... Will you take Chip to him?"

Ares froze. She didn't know what to say. What Caleb was suggesting seemed crazy. Would Gunnar even want Ares to be the one to break that news to him? She seemed to think that was a huge mistake. But she also didn't want to put Caleb through that in this tough time. She had put her family through enough. It was her time to step in and console them.

Ares nodded at Caleb and hugged him tight. She was scared of seeing Gunnar but she knew she had to get over this hurdle. She would also have to find an excuse for leaving Xaidin behind. She couldn't tell him she was going to see Gunnar. Even Xaidin didn't know about him or her illegitimate child. Ares was learning fast that some mistakes just won't go away no matter how hard you try.

Ares stayed with Caleb for about a week. When she went back home, she had to give Xaidin a quick excuse for why she was leaving so soon again..she was nervous. Her plan seemed to obvious. So soon after a family emergency? There's no way he would buy it. He would know something is up. She lied to him. "Sorry, Darling. I know it's so sudden but the mayor wants me to do some small town snooping into what the common voter wants to see from their elected officials. I have to go on a business trip for the weekend. I'm sorry.... I'll make it up to you when I get back, okay?"

Xaidin questioned her. "Are you sure you want to do this right now? Your father just passed away. Will you be okay on your own? I have vacation....."

Ares cut him off. "NO!....uh..herm.... Ah no. No need to take off. I'll be plenty okay. I'm a tough cookie. You know me. Besides, I need you here to keep me posted on any pressing details that pop up in the news that may need my immediate attention. I know I have my phone for that but no where is faster than getting information straight from the horses mouth."

Xaidin takes the bait. He seems compliant and wants to be there for Ares any way he can. If she needs him home and working, then that's what he'll do.

Ares spends the day packing for her new trip. Then she rewards herself with a nice soak in the tub while watching the sun set. She thinks about the days to come. She tries to relax but it's incredibly hard to.

The next day, Ares got on a plane headed to Gunnar. She called him in advance to meet at the airport. Gunnar was frustrated with her at first "What?! I'm just supposed to drop my life for you? Now? Why? Ares, I don't like your games."

Ares strained her voice to try to make it sound like she wasn't crying. "It's not for me, Gunnar. It's for Caleb."

Gunnar texted Caleb asking about what Ares was talking about. Caleb confirmed that he should meet her at the airport and that he was sorry he couldn't be there himself. Gunnar was very confused. But he trusted Caleb.

When Ares met Gunnar at the airport, they awkwardly waved at each other. They had an uncomfortably long car ride ahead of them. Most of the drive was silent, until they had this conversation:

Ares: "We aren't going to your house, are we?"

Gunnar seemed annoyed at that question. He knew she meant because she didn't want to see Bowie. "...no."

Ares felt relief: "okay. Good."

Gunnar's anger lead him to curiosity. "What if we were, Ares?"

Ares: "huh?"

Gunnar: "What if we were going to my house? Would that be a problem?"

Ares: "please, Gunnar.... Don't do this."

Gunnar said nothing for a moment. Then he piped back up. " Why are you here anyways? Can't we have this conversation in the car? You came all this way. I assume you have something for me. But if that's the case, we can just pull over. You can hand me whatever it is and I can send you back home."

Ares: "Look. I'm just as uncomfortable as you, Gunnar..... Can we just... Sit in silence for a bit?"

Gunnar obliges her.

About an hour later, they get to the Moonwood Mill inn. A motel on the edge of the old mill.

Gunnar parks the car. "Welcome to Casa Del HopeYouDontGetBugs."

Ares: "We're staying here?"

Gunnar snorts. "We? Fuck no. Everything in Moonwood Mill is spitting distance from each other. I live across the bridge. You can see from here if you're behind the motel. No. YOU are staying here."

Ares looked at the dingy Motel then realized something. "Wait! Where's....?"

Gunnar: "Bowie?" Gunnar grinned. It was a bit sinister feeling. "I told you. Everything here is within spitting distance..... The neighbors are watching him. I tried calling Chip but he didn't answer. Come to think of it, he usually comes over at least on the weekends. He missed last weekend. This one as well. And for Caleb to call me...." Gunnar was getting luggage out for Ares when he suddenly stopped. He made a grave realization. He set the suitcase down that was in his hands as he stared at the rest of the luggage. He noticed a box. Tears started to well in his eyes. "Don't tell me that's......" He looked at Ares who was silently crying a foot away from him, looking right at him. Gunnar grabbed the box and opened it slowly. His heart sank. He fell to the ground and started crying, clutching the box. "Dad."

Ares went over to Gunnar and put her hand on his shoulder. All of the tension both of them felt, all of the aggression and anger they had toward each other. It had dissipated if only in that moment.

They sat there for a while. They both cried and held the urn. Eventually, they became composed enough to talk about it.

Gunnar: "It all makes sense now... Chip never missed my calls. He never would have given up any opportunity to be with Bowie. Why didn't Caleb tell me?"

Ares: "I figured it was too much for him? But now... I, actually, don't know. He's a cryptic man, that one."

Gunnar: "Well, thank you.... And sorry I was so hostile towards you in the car."

Ares: "You don't need to apologize. I understand why you feel the way you do. I should be apologizing to you. But I know it'll do no good at this point."

Gunnar looked back at the urn. He handed it to Ares. Ares pushed it back gently into his hands. "Dad wanted to be with you and Bowie. I agreed to Caleb that I would bring him to you."

Gunnar lost it again in a flood of tears. "Bowie is going to be so upset.... How do I explain to a toddler the Gampy isn't coming back?"

Ares' eyes grow wide and they brim with more tears. She put her hand over her mouth. "That's what he called Dad? Oh, my Watcher..."

Gunnar looked at Ares. He could see the sudden realization she was having. "You would love him, Ares. He's so much like you."

Ares: "I bet he's a real charmer. Just like his momma." Ares shocked herself with that statement.

It shocked Gunnar as well. "Mo...momma?"

Ares backpedaled: "ah.... Heh.... Not what I meant."

Neither of them noticed how close they were getting but Ares definitely brought them back to reality with her normal dodgy ways. They both decided to get Ares up to her room for the night.

The room.... Had character. It was definitely not a 5 star hotel. But it would have to do. Gunnar brought all of Ares stuff up to her room but this time Ares insisted on helping him. He just would not let her.

Once in the room, they sat on the bed for a few minutes.

Gunnar showed her how to work the TV and warned her about taking a shower. "Personally, I wouldn't. You can use mine if you want. Just let me know when you want to. I'll send Bowie over to the neighbors."

Ares: "Thank you, Gunnar."

Gunnar: "yeah. No problem."

They looked at each other. Then as suddenly as it had happened before.....

They kissed. Gunnar pulled away first. Shocked at what had just happened. Ares was also in disbelief. She sat their frozen, hand to her mouth. Gunnar got up off of the bed. He looked like he had seen a ghost. "S....sorry". Ares was still frozen. She slowly looked at Gunnar. Her heart raced. Gunnar looked into her eyes. His heart raced. "I want you so bad...." Ares got up to put her arms around his neck "Me too...." They started kissing each other while they stripped off their clothes. Gunnar laid Ares on the bed and kissed her all over. "I've missed you so much." Ares moaned. "I've missed you, too."

Ares was not very faithful that night. She just added a whole new problem to her list.

[electracraft]

the virgin kacey “dream if you flirt with george you’re oppressing the lgbtq+ community” vs the chad minx “dream are you jealous? would you consider marrying george? would you KILL for george? omg you guys act like a married couple” 

#at least minx knows where the clout is #she's smarter than that #WHY DID THEY MENTION KACEY STOPP #i lied i'm making one last post about that stream sorry #ask to tag

[dukeofonions]

Sensing a pattern thanks to the critical fans' asks... I'm a professional producer who's attempted on numerous occasions (unsuccessfully) to secure Thomas for a part in a Broadway-bound musical. TL;DR: How he and his team -- not just friends, but "pros" -- "run their railroad" confuses the hell out of us, and is probably the biggest obstacle to his getting anywhere besides YouTube. Frankly, we now wonder if this is by design and not just typical lack of experience winning the race, as it were...

(Sorry it took so long to respond work has been killing me the past few days.)

Longer Version (1/?): We've been working on this musical for just over a decade, and after we discovered Thomas's long-form content and the singles he's released, we thought he was a good fit for it. Without going into detail, the show's always been kind of a long shot, for many reasons, but we (still) think it'd be a great showcase for his brand of talent. So we decided to approach him and to gauge his interest, since he'd discussed Broadway dreams before. And there, our troubles began...

(2/?) So, five years ago, we approached Thomas through his then-management, Reboot the People, a company that managed a *lot* of content creators back then. (Their remains still exist on Twitter @RTPfamily.) They may have been a little out of their depth when they heard our pitch, and wisely looped in his agent at the time, Ty Flynn at UTA, from whom we heard... nothing. Okay, maybe it wasn't his thing; we had other projects to pursue and we moved on but... we still kept an eye on his content.

(4/?) When we returned to the project a couple years later, Thomas was still a favorite for the part for which we had him in mind, and building a much bigger audience than before, so we decided to reach out again. The business fawsterdog email address, as I'm sure fans have discovered by now, is useless. No one there ever got back to us. More than that, when we tried to learn who was managing him now (at times pleading on Twitter and during streams for info), we kept hitting dead ends.

(5/?) We finally managed to obtain a lead when we watched the "NO ADDED SUGAR for a MONTH!" video, and someone described as Thomas's manager actually appeared on camera, Matt Hogen, the president of Direct Artist Management. Further Googling revealed Matt had apparently been his manager as far back as 2013, way earlier than we'd been directed to Reboot The People for business inquiries. To say this runaround was confusing as hell, *even for show business*, is the understatement to end them all!!!

(6/6) At that point, after all that confusion, we just gave up!! If we have to chase someone's representation to the ends of the earth, only to find out there was one person we should have been talking to the whole time, it's probably more convoluted behind the scenes, and we don't need that extra stress in our lives. Watching the recent storms unfold, and wondering how true to life the "Putting Others First" video is, we can only assume he likes the *idea* of career more than really having one...

(I lied, 7/7) Bottom line: he presents a picture of unreliability and a lack of professionalism both to his fans and to industry people, and -- assuming there's *any* autobiographical truth to Sanders Sides content -- it may be because he's deliberately not taking this seriously. If losing out on big opportunities is the price he pays for keeping his mental health and well being in check, that's fine. But it's not how you succeed in this business... in any business, really. I wish him the best...

Wow, that is a lot.

Well for starters (and I hope you don't take this the wrong way) I am the tiniest bit skeptical about this story being true. I mean I can definitely see it happening giving Thomas and the team's track record, but there are just a few things that make me hesitate.

For one thing I'm surprised that a professional producer found their way onto my blog (which I try to keep out of the open) and took the time to read through some asks then send an ask of their own. Not that it's impossible of course, because here you are. But you know anyone can claim to be anyone so I hope you don't mind my skepticism here.

And admittedly I'm not entirely sure how the producing world works along with agents, especially when it comes to getting someone cast for your show. I can't see Thomas turning an opportunity down like that unless he just wasn't interested or never knew about it.

Which, honestly, if you did try getting into contact with his agent and he was told about it and wasn't interested then ya know, the least they could do was tell you so you could start looking for someone else.

I did also find the Twitter account for Reboot The People and yeah, it's long since abandoned and I'm wondering how you even got directed there in the first place when he had a manager already (if I'm understanding the time line right)

I do kinda question the whole asking for answers in streams bit (since Thomas rarely if ever does public live streams and I don't think he did much back then the only streams he does consistently now are for patreons) and he never leaves them up anyway so it's not like I could go back and look through the chats (not that I would because I ain't got time for that) but again, it's not impossible for that to have happened. Just a tiny detail my brain got hooked on.

Even if I'm still somewhat doubtful about your story (again please don't take it the wrong way I just like to be sure before I 100% believe something) I do agree about Thomas and the team's lack of professionalism, just look at the Story Time Madlibs situation, and they continue to make decisions (especially within the patreon) that just continue to baffle me.

I mean at the end of the day no one knows what's going on behind the scenes. And as it stands Thomas has found enough success with YouTube where he's stable enough to make it his full time job and can go months or even a year without posting a video.

But he even brings this point up in one of his Sanders Sides videos that YouTube isn't a stable job, and you never know when everything can suddenly flip and before ya know it the job ain't as stable anymore, and at that point you've gotta have some kinda back up plan for if things go south.

Because eventually (and I've already seen it happening) people will just get bored without new content or just grow out of it and they'll move on. Even if they've got nothing against the creator, that's just what happens. Some will stick around but even then no one's bound to last forever. Especially when there's always new stuff to be found.

But hey, he's good where he's at for now so I guess one might as well enjoy it while they can. I would like to see him succeed in actually securing a bigger role (whether in a film, Broadway, or even a TV show) because I think he'd do really well and he has been contacted by Disney before to be in one of their shows so who knows?

#dukeofasks #long post #maybe its just a matter of time #but then again if no one can ever get ahold of the guy i can't see that happening any time soo #soon #is what i meant #i aint typing all that again im on mobile

[moonlit-mizukage]

Chapter fourteen: I can explain Mina 

Summary: U.A.’s third year student y/l/n Y/n, has had a crush for a long time on Todoroki Shouto. One day she decides to write an anonymous love letter, sticks it under his door. She confessed her love and asked him to meet under the Cherry tree Saturday at 4pm. She prepared with her friends for this moment, but what happens when someone else takes credit for the letter? (All characters aged up to third year!)

TW Swearing, angst 

Taglist Open!! Dm or send an ask to be added!

AN: Another Angsty Chapter everyone!

After the fight texts: 

THE NEXT DAY

Kiri POV 

Sometimes we really can't explain why we do the things we do, but sometimes, we do these things for selfish reasons. My selfish reason was for my heart. Hopefully one day she can understand why I did what I did. Honestly, right now, I'm not even sure I fully understand what made me say what I did yesterday and do what I did today.  Maybe I have become just as bad as the one she hates, or maybe one day, somehow, she will thank me for this. Right now she just stands in front of me. I can see her breaking inside from the lies I told her. Holding her so close in my arms just felt right, it's what I deserve. I pulled back a little swing, her tears stream down her face, lifting her chin as I moved in closer. 

"I've always loved you." Today didn't start like this. Not even close, if you told me this morning this is how my day would end I would have never believed you. 

This morning...

When I went outside, I saw Mina and y/n talking. I didn’t want them to see me so I stayed back enough to hear what they were saying. 

“Hey baby, are you doing okay today?” She asked as they met up outside of the dorm building. 

“Hi Mina, I’m fine I guess. I still don’t understand what really happened and why he had to say those things. Maybe it’s just best to give him space.”

“Can I ask what happened for him to say that?” 

“He was asking about my love for Todo and then asked about hypothetically if someone I knew liked me, what would I do.” 

“Did he say who?” Mina asked her. 

“He used himself as the person. It was weird honestly.” 

“So what do you plan on doing about it?” 

“Honestly, I will just leave it for now, I think I just want to deal with this Ochaco situation.” Y/n said back to Mina. 

“Do you have any ideas on what to do about it?”

“Honestly, last night I went to my room after the kiri incident and wrote this up.” y/n handed Mina a letter from her bag. 

“Is this another letter?” Mina asked.  

“Yeah but this one has everything written down on it. I even quoted the last letter and made a point of saying like talk to Ochaco about what was in the original letter. I left my name and number this time too.” 

“Are you giving it to him in person?” 

“I don’t trust Ochaco, so I’m going to put it in his locker.” 

“Makes sense, I wouldn’t trust getting too close to him with her around.”

Arriving at school, She shoved the letter through the openings of Todoroki’s locker. I waited for Y/n and Mina to be out of site. I walked up to Todoroki’s locker. I turned my quirk on my hand and smashed his lock. I grabbed the letter from the inside of it and walked off holding it in my hand as I walked away.

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The end of the day came fast as I crept over behind the lockers by Y/n and Mina again. 

“Hey y/n! Did you hear anything from Todo yet?” 

“No, I saw him in his locker earlier but I didn’t hear anything from him yet. He also already left, holding hands with ” 

“This seems kinda suspicious. Let me be an inspector gadget this time. Just go rest baby, okay?”

“Okay, I will see you later Mina.” 

Back at the dorms I noticed Y/n go right up to her room. I followed close behind. After a fews minutes of just standing outside her, I decided to knock on it. 

“What do you want Kiri?” She said, eyes red from obvious crying. 

“I came to check on you. I kinda acted like a dick yesterday, can I come in?” 

“Sure.” She moved over and closed the door when I walked in. 

“Are you crying because of me?” 

“Kinda… you were right…” 

“What do you mean?” I asked her. 

“Well you did say he didn’t know I existed. You were not wrong honestly.” She let out a small chuckle with a smile you could see the pain behind. 

“What happened?”

“I wrote him another letter, explaining what happened. I gave it to him this morning and I still haven’t gotten a reply.” 

“Y/n, I’m so sorry.” I pulled her into my arms. 

“I am pathetic Kiri. You were right.” She cried harder into my chest. This is how we got here now, her crying into my chest. I pulled back a little swing, her tears stream down her face, lifting her chin as I moved in closer. 

“I don’t think that y/n.” I stated, “I’ve always loved you.” I said as I pulled her lips up to mine, soon beginning to move in sync. I wasn't sure if I was imagining this feeling, but if this was reality I don't want to stop living in this moment. I moved my hand from her chin to place it on the base of her neck only deepening the passion we were sharing. I opened my eyes a little just to check once again this was reality and not just another sleep induced illusion.  

"Y/N WHAT THE FUCK!" She pushed me away seeing Mina standing in the doorway now. 

“Mina!” She said

“I can explain Mina.” 

“Save it kiri. I told you that it wasn't smart to make a move and then you do when she's vulnerable? That's not something I would expect from you!” She shouted at me. 

“I don’t know what to say anymore Mina! You have known that I have felt this way since first year! I didn’t mean to catch feelings!” 

“GET OUT!” Mina and I quickly looked over towards y/n who now looked furious. 

“What…” 

“You knew this whole time Mina, and you never said anything about him to me… How do I even know you actually wanted to help me?” 

“I tried to, I got your letter back..” 

“Please, I just want to be alone right now.” She said opening her down. The two of us took the hint and left her to be by herself...

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An: I may start posting random chapters as I have so much time still before class starts up again.

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[ginkgomoon]

Lucien's Iridescent- Analysis

Finally, some more Lucien-based content! I'm so sorry for the wait, Lucien stans! If you’re out there please let me know so I can say hello to you individually and ask questions about your fav!! I want to interact with the community more so I can expand my knowledge and perception on the different characters and aspects of the game. I’d honestly love to have a chat about MLQC anytime! I didn’t expect to be posting this today because this is one is a freshie! (Started working on it today, and posted up today, unlike the other hundred that I have drafted...) Lots of spoilers for the character of Lucien and for future content. Please do not read if you don’t want spoilers! Thank you! Hope you enjoy!! 🌈 💜

Iridescent definition-

“Showing luminous colours that seem to change when seen from different angles.”

Origins

The pen is originally brought over from England, where Lucien was studying when he was younger. It actually belonged to a Granny before Lucien, and she told him, "give this luck to the special someone when you meet her."

Lucien didn't really care for the pen that much other than that, though.

"Although I had always felt that he was not gentle with me, this time I knew he did care for me. My joy didn't last for more than ten seconds, when my owner took me back and gave me a faint glance, and then gave his full attention the girl."

Also, it's tiny bit ironic about how Lucien can't see colour and names the pen "Iridescent".

"A rainbow! It's my favourite scene- that's where my name came from. But my owner can't see the rainbow. he doesn't know how to appreciate these colours." -Rainbow Luck Rumours and Secrets

Iridescent and MC

“This is for you."

A silvery- white steel pen glinted in the sunlight with an "X" etched prominently into its surface. (The "X" refers to his Chinese name, "Xu mo")

MC: "Isn't this the pen you left in the set the first time you were on the show?"

"Yes, at the time I rushed back to the set. Everyone had left but one girl was still foolishly sitting there, just to give me this pen. For the first time I thought, compared to my own actions of running back there, she didn't seem that foolish at all."

His lips curved up in a smile, and his eyes softened.

"It wasn't foolish. I was slower than you, but afterwards, I saw."

I didn't understand what he meant. I tilted my head and looked at Lucien. His eyes were streaked with shadow and light by the sunshine.

MC: "Why are you giving me the pen?"

"The pen has a name. It's called Iridescent. It's a lucky charm that's been with me for many years. Now, this luck belongs to you."

Lucien opened my hand and placed the pen in it, then closed my hand back over it with an assertive force.

"It's just a pen. Take it."

Lucien turned his head and looked at me, the sunlight glistening on his lips, clear and warm. -Chapter 13-10

Lucien gave a lot of thought into giving MC the pen.

"He had been staring at me for so long his gaze almost penetrated me! My owner had always been very decisive and unwavering, but this time, I could feel his hesitation. What was it for?"

But why?

"At the moment I was a little dizzy, and thought, am I now a "love token"?" -Rainbow Luck Rumours and Secrets

I would argue multiple reasons actually. Firstly, as Iridescent itself stated, it was used as a "love exchange"- a silent confession that he loves her. He uses this pen for his work, and since this "work" was focused on the QUEEN and BLACK SWAN, it was almost like a declaration that what Lucien had owned- what Ares will soon gain, that no matter what, both personas would be by her side.

He knows that she's always in danger, from others and from himself, so he silently hopes that this pen in becoming that "lucky charm" would also help her so that she wouldn't really get caught and tied up in BLACK SWAN business.

It serves as a reminder for himself too, that a part of him will always be kept close to her. And like how its name is Iridescent, that aspect of him that can see colour is being surrendered back to her, because only with MC, can Lucien finally witness colours of the rainbow.

But of course, like all rainbows, they don't last forever, and MC uses this pen- in the name of colour- his weaknesses and the symbolism and connection of their relationship- against him.

MC: “Why?”

“I warned you before. You still had time to run too bad, you had no awareness of danger. Or one could say, you trusted me too much.”

He spoke in a tone that was provocative and mocking.

With ease, he ripped open a scar that hadn’t fully healed, and my tears came pouring out.

I don’t know why, but in that instant, I seemed to see a flash of sorrow in his eyes. But in less than half a second, he had resumed his composure. Then he pursed his lips and made a faint smile.

Thick blackness surrounded him. Even the brightest of setting suns couldn’t reach him.

But I still hoped that the hint of sorrow I caught was real. I hoped that he was still the way he used to pretend to be. But then why did his eyes seem so sincere?

Even now, I wasn’t willing to completely believe. My heart told me that it wasn’t lies.

Helping me save my final show was real. Rescuing me from danger was real. Every bit of encouragement and help was all real.

If all of that was real, how could the person in front of me now be fake?

I strained to find in his eyes any sign of pain, struggle, even a moment’s hesitation. But there was none.

There was nothing at all. We were like two strangers.

“Ares, what are you waiting for?”

I don’t know where my strength came from, but in an instant, I held something sharp to my neck. I tremblingly held the pen, sensing the bitter taste in my throat.

Seeing my action, everyone froze.

How ironic! He clearly gave it to me as a gift, and now it was carrying out its mission like this.

“You won’t do it.”

My neck was in terrible pain, and half my body was going numb.

I didn’t even realise that a trickle of blood was streaming down my neck. We stood there, neither of us was moving.

“Don’t do anything foolish.”

You’re right, I am too foolish. When I was at my lowest, he held out a hand of friendship to me and I took it in with full trust.

And now here he was again, saying that same voice I was so familiar with, that was all a trap.

He stood there, aloof and cold, with all those emotions swirling in his eyes that I never understood before. Now I final understand. It was the thrill of laying a trap and the joy of watching your prey take the bait.

MC: “Let me go.”

“You think you can negotiate with me?”

MC: “You still owe me a thank you gift.”

A tear rolled down my face silently. (This line killed me.)

He smiled mockingly.

“I can let you go, but next time, you won’t get such an opportunity. Don’t let me catch you next time.” (In other words he means, "pen you did well, now she can escape.")

MC: “Next time I won’t trust you, Ares. I will never trust you again. Because you aren’t Lucien. He would never harm me. They have nothing to do with each other!”

He turned but said nothing. That was the last time I saw a gentle look in his eye. Then he looked up at the sky as his whole body emerged into the shadows, and he continued onwards.

The pen fell from my hand onto the ground. The “X” etched onto it gleaming, seemingly telling me a story. -Chapter 13-19

"I saw the pain in my owners eyes and felt the trembling of the girl's right hand passing through me... grasping me as she left, she could not control her shaking body. She seemed to be holding onto me with all her strength, as if I was her only support.

I was accidentally dropped to the ground and rolling into the dust. but the girl didn't seem to notice, as she was in a trance looking up at the kites in the sky. But the girl crouched down to pick me up and gently wiped the dust off of me. Everyday at nightfall, I knew how much pain she endured and how much she cried in her sleep. I thought she would abandon me, but she did not... -Rainbow Luck Rumours and Secrets

n a way, it's also a silent promise, or a reason for him to keep returning to her. The tie that she always clutches secretly in her pocket that she, too, still cares for him and still thinks of him. MC still evens put the effort in the take care of Iridescent, making sure it doesn't get lost or broken. This is similar to how the ginkgo bracelet is a form of support from Gavin to MC.

As I put away my camera, I again reflexively felt around inside-

MC: “Oh no!”

A ball of sweat fell from my forehead. Where was that pen!?

A single possibility suddenly presented itself to me- but another thought immediately supplanted it-

MC: “It’s his anyway. The staff will give it back to him…”

Having confidently convinced myself with that reasoning, I left.

See how they're back to how they were from the beginning- where she was starting to get to know “Lucien”, but now she’s starting to view him as “Ares”. The two personas correlating to this one pen.

I banged my head on the table. I clutched my head in pain, and the metal pen rolled away, stopping before a pair of black shoes. Then I saw a slender hand daintily pick it up.

“You came back to find this?”

He looked at me with a playful look on his face. He raised his eyebrows and held the pen in front.

“Don’t lose it again.”

I reached out for it, but that sunny late spring day suddenly flashed before my eyes, and I started to regain my posture. Maybe I shouldn’t have come back for it.

MC: “Never mind, I’m always losing things. And it doesn’t belong to me anyway. At this point, it should go back to its original owner.”

He slowly and deliberately put the pen away, then gave as light nod. -Chapter 16-11

"With determination, the girl gave me back to my owner. The moment he took me, the last thread linking them together seemed to have broken. My owner withdraw his gaze from her and after a long time he said softly, "my little fool". The words sounded unfinished, with untold tenderness hidden behind them. But in my opinion, should the fool refer to my intelligent owner himself?

I couldn't help but think, did my owner lose his colours? Or will he find them again, someday? Because, those who have seen the rich colours of the rainbow, would not be reconciled with grey again." -Rainbow Luck Rumours and Secrets

But in the end, the pen was returned back to MC.

Lucien carefully took out the pen from his pocket and placed it in the girl's hand. The he leaned over and whispered into her ear-

"Next time, don't rush into danger by yourself. Especially on my account." -Chapter 16-22

Like how Lucien would always come back to her- Ares or not, because those are his true colours- that Lucien, like how he’s also “iridescent”, would show all sides of him to her, and that he would love MC no matter which side he's on.

#I CAN EAT DINNER NOW #literally typed out the whole of chapter 13 #proud of myself #恋与制作人 #love and producer #mlqc #mr love queens choice #mlqc translation #mlqc analysis #mlqc cn #mlqc en #mlqc Lucien #mlqc xumo #xu mo #Lucien #mlqc spoilers

[limelocked]

Quick rundown of sapnap's visit as I watch it for you bc this entire lore stream was unplanned (it's "Working on new lands" in sapnap's vods)

- sapnap follows all of sam's instructions like immediately to the point where it's kind of cute. He says he's "not sure if he's my dream anymore"

- they get to the lava lake and before Sam lets sapnap cross, he says "good luck getting him to talk". Sapnap is the first person I've seen who didn't freak out while crossing the bridge.

- there's crying obsidian in the walls.

- he gets to dream and dream passes him a book that says "I'm not talking". Sapnap asks why, and asks if dream is sad. Dream doesn't respond, just passes the book back with no edits.

- dream puts the clock on the wall. The clock is labelled "DO NOT BURN".

- dream passes sapnap a book that says "you took so long". Sapnap tells dream that he hurt him, and that it took him a little bit to decide to come and see him. Sapnap says "you're better than this". Dream doesn't respond

- "if you can talk to anyone you can talk to me". Dream tells sapnap he's on strike. Sapnap asks why, dream doesn't reply. Sapnap asks him why the cell looks so run down. Dream writes that "it's a security measure"

- sapnap tells dream he should talk to him, tells him that he has to stay here for now. Dream writes "I'll get out someday" and Sapnap says no, dream has to stay, and that he loves him but this is where he belongs for now. He expresses hope that one day dream will be released.

- dream writes "I spent days. I broke the lecturn, I was making a portal, and he did this" meaning that the crying obsidian was implimented so dream couldn't turn the cell into a portal.

- sapnap tells him he can't try and escape, says he misses dream, but what dream did means he belongs here for now. He says he'll visit dream, that they'll still be friends and that he's sorry, but he has to stay.

- dream burns the clock. Sapnap tries to stop him, fails and says that his time in the prison is gonna suck, but dream can get through it. Dream writes "eventually".

- sapnap says "I don't think you're leaving here". Dream tosses the "eventually" book back. Sapnap says no, passes it back and dream passes it straight back. This goes on for a bit.

- "what you did, the things you did, this is what got you here. So you've got to sit here until— however long you need to be. And if you try and break out early, dream, you only have one life left. I don't think it's gonna be tommy, I don't think it's gonna be techno, dream. If you break out of this prison, it's gonna be me who takes your final life."

- dream asks sapnap to pass a message. Sapnap asks to who, dream tells him "he stopped visiting". Sapnap asks who again. Dream says ranboo, and asks sapnap to say ":)"

- sapnap agrees, assuming it's harmless. Chat is freaking the fuck out. Dream says "thank you". Sapnap says he doesn't have to talk, but he'll only pass the message if dream stops throwing his clocks away. Dream verbally agrees for the first time this stream, passing the book back with "yes" written as well.

- sapnap promises to visit more, and asks if dream wants george to visit. Dream passes the book back, confirming he wants to see george and asking sapnap to tell Sam that he needs a new clock.

- dream gives sapnap a signed thank you for visiting book.

- sapnap asks sam who the last person to see dream was, and asks when it was. Sam says it was ranboo, and that the visit was "quite a while ago now".

- sam asks if dream told him anything other than "yes". Sapnap lies and says no, and sam obstructs sapnap's spawn point bed, tells him it's weird that dream would only talk to him, so he'll have to run back to the prison gates. Sam kills him and sends him back to spawn.

- sapnap messages ranboo, and ranboo comes online. They get in VC and Sapnap tells ranboo that he and karl have been building their own place. Ranboo warns them about the hole he dug

- they meet in the community house. Sapnap says that dream doesn't talk anymore and that he was told ranboo was the last person to see him. Ranboo says he doesn't remember, because he doesn't write down what happens when he visits dream, because he doesn't want to remember.

- sapnap tells ranboo that dream wanted him to pass him a message, and dms ranboo the smiley face. Ranboo stops talking, and appears to go into the ender walk state. Sapnap watches him run off for a bit, confused, before going to look for him.

- sapnap ends stream after failing to find ranboo.

God this was a lot lmao

this is such a good recap post tf, not gonna answer too much because this deserves to be in the main tag as like reference material but i read this after i watched the stream as died a lil

#long post #recap #mcyt #dreamsmp #dsmp #felinedetached

[hellotvshowtrash]

Obey pt. 3

Part 3 time!!! Not too much happens in this chapter, but I really like it tbh. Also once again posting from mobile so sorry if the formatting is weird.

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: swearing

*tbh this gif is 100% Elijah laughing at drunken reader in this chap.*

Credit to gif owner

The cool night air was welcomed on her flushed skin. She started her trek home robotically, only getting a few yards away when she was stopped. "Let me walk you home, you're drunk and it could be dangerous," Elijah grabbed her arm from behind, gently pulling her to look back at him.

"I think I'm okay, thanks though," she said, "I walk this route pretty often. Besides, I'm not even really drunk anymore. You took care of that." She winked at him and turned back to continue walking, but he held her arm firm in his grasp.

"I insist," he said with more authority.

She slowly turned back to him, eyebrows raised. "You insist? You insist on following me back to my house so you can know where I live? You don't call the shots here," she pointed her index finger onto his chest. Anger clouded her features, no longer the seductress she had been. She had switched into survival mode in the blink of an eye. Elijah released her arm, surprised.

"Y/N," he muttered, "I overheard two men in the bar talking about following you." He looked into her eyes, "now I insist you let me walk you home," her eyes widened as he spoke, and then she shook her head quickly.

"Only because you heard those guys." She searched his eyes for the truth, but she found confusion instead. She began to walk again quickly, not waiting for him to catch up even though he did very quickly. She glanced at him from the corner of her eye.

"I should tell you.. I don't normally do that sort of thing," he said, trying to strike up a conversation.

She snorted in response, "Yeah, well, I do." And she rolled her eyes. Usually her flings were easier than this. They'd let her go without a fight. But it seemed like Elijah wanted to be around her. Her heart started to warm at the possibility that someone might care enough to break through her walls until she crushed that thought and reminded herself of her vow. "No one will ever treat me like that again," her thoughts seemed loud and Elijah looked at her.

"What did you say?" He whispered to her. She looked at him, confused and realized she had spoken her vow aloud. His eyes held a type of curious concern, and she couldn't decipher his intentions. That infuriated her.

"Nothing, just.. just stop talking," she clenched her fists. She was becoming uneasy with the amount of time she was spending with the man, after already achieving her goal with him. Elijah grabbed her arm and the memory of that night all those years ago flashed in her mind again for a quick second. She pulled her arm away with a gasp. She looked at him, the emotional pain evident on her face. His eyes held horror and pity, almost as if he remembered the memory with her. Fire burned in her as eyes she looked at him. Elijah had never been scared of a human before, but this one would do what it took to survive. A few tense seconds passed before her shoulders fell and she continued walking.

"I'm too tired for this right now," she said quietly. Pulling himself together, Elijah followed. He matched her pace and stuffed one of his hands into his suit pants pocket.

"I live close to here, if you would li-", he started but Y/N cut him off with a glare.

"I don't know who you think you are, but this," she stopped again and pointed back and forth between them "was a one time thing. I plan on never seeing you again. Thanks for some good dick, but I'm done with you now. I can make it home perfectly fine by myself."  She started walking once again. This time Elijah held back and raised his eyebrows as he watched her go. He was intrigued by her, by her past and he wanted to know more.

She on the other hand, had no interest in him whatsoever, although... he had something weird about him. The way he tried to command her to do things, and then seemed confused or annoyed when she didn't immediately comply. Or the blood on her neck after their sexcapade in the bathroom. She touched her hand to her neck as she walked and felt the puncture wounds that had started to scab. Handsome, and charming and dark. She didn't fear him by any means, she was determined to never fear a man again, but there was something dark within him and she didn't know if she had the means to combat it.

She looked over her shoulder as she walked home, and he was gone.

—

"So, who is Elijah?" Y/N asked drunkenly. It was toward last call at the bar a few weeks later and Sophie was wiping down the hard wood surface. Sophie rolled her eyes and looked at Y/N.

"You're here, drunk, asking about some guy instead of going home with your newest conquest. What gives?" Sophie took the empty glass that was between them and put it behind the bar. "Besides, if I told you who he is, you wouldn't believe me." Sophie said, quieter than before.

"I'm just interested, is all. He showed me a good time," Y/N slurred. She had lied to herself. She was interested and she couldn’t stop thinking about him.

"He's not your type. Actually, I don't think you have a type. You’ll fuck just about any man that breathes," Sophie grumbled.

The comment stung Y/N and she furrowed her eyebrows, "did someone shit in your Cheerios this morning? You're being a bitch," Sophie's jaw dropped as Y/N spoke. Y/N didn’t feel bad in the slightest.

"Out. Now." Sophie pointed at the door of the bar. Y/N started laughing as if Sophie was joking. "Get out."

Y/N stopped laughing and her face fell. "Aww come on, Soph. I'm just drunk it's fine," Y/N started to move off of her bar stool and tripped, almost tumbling to the ground. She started laughing again as Sophie stood her ground and watched her leave. Y/N stumbled onto the city street in the dark morning. Still laughing to herself, she began her walk home. She tripped over her own feet and began to fall to the ground, extending her arms out to catch herself, but the ground never came. Instead, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her. She looked up and saw two handsome, identical men. No, there was only one, she clarified for herself. She was much more drunk than she thought she was.

"Llllijah?" She slurred. He sighed and brought her back up to her feet.

"You're lucky I happened to be passing by," he told her.

"I can take care of m'self," she said, her eyes partially closed. He couldn't help but smile at how feisty she was, even in her current state. She pulled away from him and started walking again. "What, are you stalking me?" She spun around to face him, attempting to walk backwards and successfully falling on her butt in the middle of the street. Elijah rolled his eyes as she laid down on the ground, groaning. "Mm llliijah, look at the stars!" She weakly lifted her hand, pointing loosely at the sky. Elijah looked up toward the sky and was astonished to be able to see the stars so well. He looked back down at Y/N, her eyes glued to the stars. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, already regretting what he was about to do. He stripped off his suit jacket put it over Y/N as he lowered himself to the cold street ground to lay next to her. He folded his hands behind his head and looked up at the stars with her.

"I've been thinking about you lately," he said to her quietly. She stayed still, continuing to look at the stars. A small diamond of a tear slid down her cheek but went unseen as Elijah continued. "I don't know you. And you don't know me. But, I think I'd like to take the time to know you," he slowly reached his hand to meet hers. She jerked her hand away and stood hastily, breathing fast. The coat slid off of her and unto the ground.

"Elijah, I don't know who you think you are. I am wild. I am fire. I am my own, and I will never be anyone's, ever again." her fight or flight response had sobered her up rather quickly and the fire in her eyes burned brightly. Elijah got up from the street, moving slowly.

"I quite enjoy your wild ferocity," he put his hands up in defense, trying to slowly move toward her. "I don't want you to be afraid or in pain," The walls around her heart were tall and dense, and he had the urge to tear them down and see her as she truly was. He couldn't help but feel that she would make one hell of a vampire.

Her chest rose and fell heavily. The single tear she had shed turned to multiple streaming down her cheeks and she ignored them. His eyes held a promise to her, one she didn't understand and was frustrated with. He owed her nothing, she owed him nothing. They were nothing. They were just two strangers. "I am not afraid of you. I'm not afraid of anyone. If anything, I'm the one people should be afraid of," she lifted her head defiantly.

His eyes held hers, his promise still in them. A glint of amusement flashed on his face. "I should be afraid of you?" He practically laughed at the idea and truth be told, Y/N’s bravery was faltering. He used to seem harmless, noble, a gentleman. As the conversation progressed, he seemed to become devilish and dark. Simultaneously dangerous and attractive. He took a step toward her but she held her ground, her chin still raised. He lifted his hand to her cheek and caressed her soft skin. She almost melted into his warm touch but held her ground. "You are fire. You are wild. You are your own. But I would like you to be mine as well," he wrapped his free arm around her waist, his other hand still caressing her cheek. She gasped and held onto him, suddenly off balance. Their eye contact hadn't broken once. "Let me show you what you could have if you chose me."

She puffed her chest out as he held her, recomposing herself. "I am not one to be tamed, Elijah. I wasn't born to obey or to let someone else be in control. I'm the one calling the shots here, not you." His eyes grew darker, and she couldn't tell if she was seeing things in the moonlight or if they had actually changed colours.

He leaned down, his face level with hers now and he breathed gently into her ear. He spoke softly, almost a whisper.

"Are you challenging me?"

-

Always taglist: @elijahs-wife @dumble-daddy @soul-revoir @akshi8278

Obey taglist: @njeancastro316 @alien-sida-2 @mikaelson-emma @raemikaelson @kpopgirlbtssvt @within-thehollowcrown @its-a-simply-me-thing bold means tumblr wouldn’t let me tag you!

#Obey #the originals #elijah mikaelson #elijah mikaelson x reader #elijah x reader #elijah imagines #fic

[mochikeiji]

Rockabye, My Love

↠ Pairing: Akaashi Keiji x Reader

↠ Warning: slight fluff, soft father/daughter moments, angst. Trigger Warning: mentions of death, depression.

↬ Word Count: 2.3k

Summary: Every lyrics had a deeper meaning in them than just words that'll fit a song. Yours was heavier than anyone could think of, and Akaashi was singing it to his beloved baby girl.

↣ a/n: ohayo world! I'm sorry for late posts, expect the upcoming ones soon. School was giving too much works again. Thank you all for loving my Day 2 fic in Akaashi Week!! Also, the lullaby in this lyrics is the same tune as Isabella's Lullaby from The Promised Neverland.

⇢ Day 3: Single Parent AU

"Love, don't you worry too much,

You're doing fine.

You are the most precious thing I have loved.

I will never allow the cruel world to take you— away nor hurt you any more.

I will sing you this song when the world, caves on.

You'll be fine, I will never leave you.

You are the most beautiful thing that has came.

I will protect you forever, my love."

Life is difficult in many ways. It's either we were born different, have lost someone dear or have lost ourselves. It's no wonder how millions of people from all around the world, evert second, minute, hour— someone gives up on everything. It was cruel, disturbing, most of all heart breaking.

Akaashi never understood your true intentions. He was one hundred percent sure he had kept an eye on you at all cost. He's made you smile brighter, he's understood you more than anyone. He made you feel alive.

Yet now you ended up being dead to your own inner demons.

He remembers coming home after receiving good news from his company. He had received a promotion and a week off just for you. That was when the hospital had contacted him. He can recall his ragged breathing when he was allowed to place a foot in your room. Your monitor beating in an ever agonizingly slow rhythm, he knew it wasn't normal and immediately ran to your side.

He wanted to yell, scream, ask you why, why did you do this to yourself but he couldn't, not when you looked at him so scared and weak. The doctors had told him that he had only a few minutes with his wife, the drugs you've intake was too much, not everything was removed nor pumped out of your system. Akaashi never felt so depressed in all his life after that situation as he buried himself into your chest, listening to your lullabies that soon died down along with the light in your eyes.

That was the only reminisces he's had with you,the lullaby you would sing to yourself as a teen who strived to survive the world, a lullaby for his anxieties and own demons to be tamed, and the last thing you ever said. He was happy that over the years before your death, you had given him a customized music box that had the right notes of your song, only this time no one was singing it.

Fingers tapping anxiously on his work table, Akaashi started to fiddle with his thumb and then his index, losing his focus despite looking at the same drafted page lit up on his computer screen. He kept eyeing the pack of cigarettes that was just on the edge of his window— he needed one right now. Cigarettes were the last options he has for when he couldn't calm his beating heart or let his emotions out. But he knows how wrong it was to be damaging his health, and he knows he's going to get an earful from Bokuto since he visits his apartment every weekend. Even if Akaashi tries to hide his dirty deeds, Bokuto wasn't stupid to read through his eyes like before.

Foot was starting to bounce, his eyebrows were beginning to furrow, as if he was irritated, in trouble, or something. It wss getting harder for him, who wouldn't after losing their wife? The person he's loved since his teen years, the one he's vowed to never make her feel like how she did in the past. He failed you. He blames himself for all that matter, if he's added more precautions, maybe you'd still be here.

He bites his lips and whimpers, hands ruffling through his tossled hair and holding his head as his elbows were supporting him on the table. Everything was closing in once more, the walls to his workspace became suffocating, how he wishes one of his friends or yours would come knocking at his door even though it was already 2:30 am knowing how reckless he's getting. He swore he wasn't going to die sooner as you did. He promised to himself to let you and his memories live on, because once he dies, no one will ever remember the battles you've fought for, the good things you've done to many, and the love you've shared with him throughout the years.

"It's so hard without you, love.."

Eyes finally cracking with tears behind his glasses, he lets them stream down his face with his body shaking on his chair. Soon enough he was bound to get another headache from extreme emotion and will probably lay the whole day about it. But none of that mattered to him anymore.

He just wanted you back.

But his cries weren't the only ones that can be heard in his apartment.

Jolting up to realization, he carelessly wipes away his tears with his sleeves and tumbles our of his chair straight to his room. His heart was beating fast in worry and adrenaline, he thought the source of the crying in his room had been taken away or worse.

But it turns out, it was just his little baby girl crying in lonliness.

As he got closer, her cries were getting deafening, but he didn't mind. Not when his heart was swooning with guilt when he thought of giving up and caving to his own needs when he's forgotten he has a reason to continue on.

With the night lamp on at the side of her crib and his bed, he cooes at the sobbing baby with sweet nothings to catch her attention. Th cries immediately died down and replaced with sniffles and the baby looking up hazily at the dark figure above her.

Smiling, Akaashi carefully picks her up from the crib to cradle her on his chest. Giving her small pats on her back with hush whispers when he feels her stretch on his body.

"Shhh, I'm sorry, were you lonely?"

Grabbing on the string of his lamp shade on the nightstand, he pulls the string, allowing more light to glow in his room, and for his little girl to finally see that she wasn't alone anymore. Akaashi swayed gently as he remained in eye contact with the baby, smiling ever so slightly at the unreadable expression his daughter was possessing and played with her fingers.

"Maybe I should work with you around, you never really like it in the dark, do you, baby?"

His little girl cooes at him, curious of what language he was speaking to her and hopes he understood what she was saying as well. Akaashi's heart swelled at the adorable sound and nuzzled his face softly on her stomach, the baby still confused as ever but just clenches her hands in wonder.

His anxieties and thoughts disappearing in the air whilst he sat down on his bed and held his baby near to where his hesrt was beating. The same day you died, was the same day you had given birth. It was a miracle for the baby to be healthy despite what you had intake. He remembers after your announced death, the nurses had to usher him out, but only to drag him into another room where lies a bassinet and a couple of IV's attached and treatments.

When he got closer, his world was shaken that day. The sight of you and his baby alive and now existing after 9 months of waiting was there right before his eyes. But his heart broke at the thought of him being the only one to raise her, and her not having to meet her beloved mother. He was so emotional that day that he almost lost it when he realizes why she was kept in there and why there were so much stuff in this room. He didn't want to think thag he was losing another one when he had just met her.

The nurses explained that there was nothing wrong with the baby, just taking further check ups and to ensure she was absolutely healthy. He was already been forced outside your room that no longer held light, he wasn't going to leave the room where his daughter was until he holds her in his arms where he knows she'll be at the safest.

As time went by to now, Akaashi feared her growing up in the future. She resembled mostly to you. She was a dead carbon copy of you and he was terrified she'd experience what you have as history might repeat itself. The very thought of his daughter having something inside her little head without telling him scares him, Akaashi knew how cruel the world can be and hoe each second in life matters because we are unaware of the deaths happening at those time.

He prayed his baby girl wouldn't go through what you did as a child and carry it until she grows up. He hopes and believed in his own strength that he wasn't going to fail her this time— that there will be no person by her side and will lovd and protect her other than her daddy.

His tears blocking his vision of her as he held her tightly. He whimpers at remembering his thoughts earlier. He wanted to curse himself from thinking of leaving his daughter to fend for herself in this world and to find a way to be back to you. But he knows he was still with you, your daughter was the last love you could ever give him and he was going to love her more than anything.

The trembling of his body stops when his baby started to cry and squirm in his hold. Her whimpers breaking his heart when he couldn't solve her distress, it seemed like she was in pain and he knew this situation like in the past.

"Shh, shh, I'm here. I'm always here. I'm sorry."

Reciting out the same line he's used when he held you against his body that night. You cried and held a hand to your heart that day as he hugged you tighter. The demons inside you he had curse to go away and leave you alone. But they didn't.

An idea popped in his head and reached out inside his nightstand drawer. The little music box you have crafted for him still looked the same as it was before since it was taken with good care. He proceeded to wind it gently to let the soft tune play as he stood up once more to cradle his crying baby.

"Love, don't you worry too much,

You're doing fine."

He sings the first verse of the long memorized lullaby you sang for him. Using his thumb to wipe away the little tears that had escaped his daughters eyes. Her cries were stopped momentarily and were replaced by sniffles. Her dazed eyes making eye contact with her father's.

"You are the most precious thing I have loved."

Akaashi would be cringing thinking his voice was terrible, but the little girl in his arms seemed to be intrigued and loving the harmonized voice of her daddy and an unknown tune from the background.

His voice was smooth and soft. Completely out of character from his monotone one, but enough to capture the attention of someone.

"I will never allow the cruel world to take you— away nor hurt you any more."

He couldn't tell if he was singing the lullaby to her or he was making a silent vow to her. The lullaby you sang to him for the first time he tried searching for in the internet what the lyrics meant and who wrote it. Sadly, there were no results that came up that day.

And you never really told him how you got that song and who it was referring to in the lyrics.

But nevertheless, the lyrics could never be at the right time as it was now. It felt like he was reminding himself of what his role was from now on and what his daughter should always remember as she grows up.

No one was going to hurt her on her watch.

"I will sing you this song when the world, caves on.

You'll be fine, I will never leave you."

At the end of that line his voice cracks as he held back his own tears. He can hear only now your voice and hoe you would thread his hair during nights of distress. How he missed so many cracks of your voice from being too intrigued with the song. How he missed the fact that you needed him the most those nights of terror, yet you chose to make him feel secure and loved without leaving anything for yourself.

Slowly, his mind was connecting all the lyrics and your actions in his head. You were a self reliant person.

You sang this song in reminder that you were loved, beautiful and was protected by the few people that truly loved you. This song was meant to keep you alive.

To keep him going.

And now

It was a vow from him to his daughter.

"You are the most beautiful thing that has came."

Smiling sadly down to his baby now calmed down and listening intently to her daddy, Akaashi leans down to press kisses on her face with his tears sliding down.

He should've sang this to you when you needed it the most. A reminder of what you truly were to him. He hopes deep inside, somewhere up there or in his room you were listening. Listening to him remind you and his daughter— his world and universe, that he was going to be stronger and fulfill his own promises.

One day he was going to meet you in another life he believed, where he'd make you stay, where you and him will raise your little girl once again and he'll wake up next to you. Where he'll be the one singing this lullaby tune as he hold you both in his arms.

But for now, it was just going to be him and his baby girl.

"I will, protect you. Forever, my love."

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This story is from my Wattpad but had a request to post it here as well so here goes..

Secret Surprise

{Disappointment and Encouragement}

Tomorrow was the day, the semi final match of the euros, Netherlands were playing England for a place in the final, something the whole team had always dreamed of..Viv was sat in her spot in the changing room prior to the last practice before the big game fiddling with her phone and looking glum, Lisa was meant to be flying out for the semi final and final but had to cancel last minute due to "unforeseen circumstances" back home, don't get her wrong Viv loved football it was all she had dreamed of as a little girl and the fact she got to do it professionally for her country still blew her mind but god she missed her girlfriend so much, her and Lisa had been together for just over a year after meeting each other and falling in love while playing for German side Bayern Munich and Viv always found it extremely hard being away from her, she wasn't a clingy person but Lisa was like her comfort blanket she always felt safe around her and knowing she wasn't going to be here for one of her most important matches killed her inside... she quickly starts tapping away at her phone

viv ~ hey how are you? I miss you so much babe, gutted you can't be here x

lisa ~ hey gorgeous, I'm good thanks you? nervous? I know I'm gutted too but I promise I'll be out there for the final even if it kills me, I miss you x

viv ~ that's even if we reach the final lis... x

lisa ~ of course you will, I have every faith just go out there and smash it like you always do, I'm so incredibly proud of you x

viv ~ thankyou, I love you... better go sarina is yelling at us to go to practice 🙄 speak later? x

lisa ~ hahaha go do your thing gal, I love you too and always ❤️ x

Lisa slid her phone back into her pocket as she handed her ticket and passport over to the lady sat behind the desk, truth is Lisa had managed to sort out the little problem back home within plenty of time for her to fly out to Holland for the semi final match tomorrow and that's where she currently was, at the airport on her way but she had decided instead of telling viv out right she was gonna surprise her, she had messaged Jill letting her know.. Jill was Viv's teammate and best friend and she needed to tell someone so she could get picked up from the airport on the other side, she knew Jill wouldn't say anything to Viv and ruin the surprise she could trust her. After getting through security she grabbed a bite to eat and made herself comfortable if that was even possible on those ridiculous metal airport benches as she waited for her gate number to be called out, she couldn't help but let the massive smile on her face show, just one more night and she gets to hold her girl again in her arms.

"anyone home" Jill said to Viv who was sat on the edge of the training pitch in a daze, waving her hand in front of her face making viv quickly snap out of it "er yes why" Viv replied quickly looking at Jill, "you've had a face like a dead fish throughout this whole practice, what's wrong with you" Jill asked her best friend in a soft manner, Viv just shrugged "nothing, I just miss Lisa.. she was meant to be flying out for tomorrow's game but now she can't, she said she would be here for the final no question's asked but what if we don't make the final? I don't want her to waste her time flying here for nothing" Jill just giggled already knowing what Lisa had planned, "I'm so glad you have so much confidence in this team to make it to the final" she raised an eyebrow as she stands up "anyway she'll still get to see you and I'm sure she doesn't think that's a waste of time you know how much she loves you" Jill offered her best friend a hand up as Viv just laughed the comment off grabbing Jills hand as they both headed back to practice.

As Lisa got ready to board the plane she texted Viv one last time "hope practice went well I can't wait to speak to you tonight x" they had their nightly facetime 'planned' so she knew Viv wouldn't question it, before turning her phone to aeroplane mode she also quickly texted Jill "boarding the plane now, see you in 2 hours thanks again for this I owe you x" Jill got the message straight away as she was led on her bed being lazy after training a smile creeping on her face when she read it she quickly texted back "anytime, can't wait to see Viv's face tomorrow haha, see you soon safe flight x" she quickly jumped off the bed throwing on an oversized hoodie, all she had to do now was get out of the hotel without Viv suspecting anything, if only she didn't share a room with the exact same woman, she grabbed her car keys off the side of the table trying to act as normal as possible but it still caused Viv to look up from her phone that she had been engrossed in ever since they had got back from training, "where are you going at this time of night" she questioned, Jill shot round trying quickly to think of an excuse in her brain, she wasn't a fast thinker but she was quite proud of how fast she thought on her feet this time "er nowhere just for a quick drive to clear my head" she replied hoping Viv would buy it and drop the conversation, "give me a second I'll come with you" Viv smiled back, "NEEEEE" Jill shouted maybe a tad loud cause it made Viv jump "I'm sorry, I mean I just wanna be alone for a little bit" Jill shrugged, Viv knew Jill had just broken up with her boyfriend and was taking it quite hard so decided to drop the subject "okay just be careful okay?" she said softly placing her hand on her best friends shoulder, "I will I'll see you soon yeah" Jill smiled as she headed out the door and Viv got back to what she was doing on her phone which was trying to get hold of Lisa but she wasn't replying and Viv was getting really concerned she decided to wait until Jill was back hopefully with a clearer head to discuss her concern with her, "Jesus Jill that was a close one" Jill muttered to herself as she walked down the hotel corridor towards her car, she hated lying..definitely to Viv of all people but she knew the outcome would be worthwhile and with that she was off to the airport to pick Lisa up, even she was excited to see the Scottish mad girl they had become really close friends themselves what with her being Viv's girlfriend and herself being Viv's best friend.

After dropping Lisa off at her hotel and making sure she had settled in okay Jill returned to her hotel room to Viv pacing up and down the room, "Viv?" Jill called out but got no reply "VIVIANNE" Jill spoke a little louder making the older girl jump a little as she turned and looked at Jill, the first thing Jill noticed was the tears streaming down Viv's face she quickly ran over to her "What the hell has happened I've only been gone an hour?" she questioned worryingly, "Jill, I can't get hold of Lisa she's not picking up my calls or returning my texts what if something has happened to her what if something bad has happened" she slid down the wall with tears still streaming from her eyes as she clutched her chest "I can't breathe...Jill please I can't breathe" at this point Jill had began to panic what was she gonna do? she couldn't exactly tell her where Lisa was and ruin the surprise Lisa had been planning all this time but at the same time she couldn't let Viv go on thinking the worst, she slid down the wall herself to sit next to her best friends side pulling her in "Viv.. just breathe girl deep breaths, I'm sure Lisa is fine maybe she's just busy and hasn't been able to check her phone" Viv turned her head and gave Jill a questionable look "busy at this time of night? doing fucking what?" Jill shrugged "I don't know I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation, why don't you sort yourself out and try once more" Viv nodded and got up heading to the bathroom to sort herself out as Jill whipped her phone out to text Lisa...

"Lisa you have to answer Viv's FaceTime I dunno just sit in front of a blank white wall pretend you're somewhere else like your grandparents house but you need to answer she's going out her mind with worry here x"

"oh shit... is she okay? I'll definitely answer I'll throw her off the scent somehow x"

"I think she's calmed down abit now I've tried to reassure her x"

"ta babe I'm glad she's got you there with her x"

" :) gotta go she's coming out the bathroom good luck don't blow it x"

Viv flung herself onto her bed turning towards Jill "do you think I should try again now?" Jill just nodded in response "yeah sure, I'll go see Daan give you some privacy just text me when it's safe to come back" "safe to come back?" Viv questioned as Jill raised her shoulders "I mean I don't know what goes down on these facetime calls when you've been away from each other this long... the sexual tension must be unreal" she quickly added on the end as Viv rolled her eyes throwing a pillow at her as she walked out the door. She picked her phone up off the side and dialled Lisa's number and much to her relief she got the connecting screen almost straight away.

"Hey baby I was just about to text you back, sorry I haven't been answering I've been travelling all day I've popped back up to Scotland to see my grandparents"

Viv smiled as she instantly felt warm inside at the sound of Lisa's voice, "it's fine honestly.. I mean it's not fine I was going out of my mind with worry I thought something bad had happened but it's okay I'm just glad you're safe" 

Lisa pulled a face at her girlfriend "something bad? like what"

Viv shrugged and laughed a little "I dunno anything maybe you got run over or the house got robbed or aliens abducted you..."

Lisa giggled at Viv's comments "babe you don't half make me laugh but I promise you I'm fine, just missing you loads"

Viv's facial expression soon dropped "I miss you too... now I've gotta play this stupid semi final without you there and there's a chance we might not make it to the final so I'd be wasting your time making you come out here for nothing" she sighed.

"Anna Miedema stop being silly, you are gonna make that final" Lisa said before Viv cut her off.

"Anna...you never call me by my real name unless you're annoyed" the look of worry on her face thinking she had annoyed Lisa.

"I am annoyed, I'm annoyed that you don't believe in yourself like I believe in you.. like everyone believes in you, you're an incredible player and you have an outstanding team there's no reason whatsoever why you can't beat them tomorrow" Lisa replied softly as a small smile appeared across Viv's face.

"I love you... thankyou for always believing in me I don't know what I would do without you" Viv replied just desperately wanting to hold her girlfriend in her arms.

"I love you too, now we've been jaffing on for almost 2 hours" Viv giggled she loved Lisa's random words for things "you need to get your sleep for tomorrow.. so I'm gonna say goodnight but Viv... remember you can do anything you put your mind too beautiful"

Viv nodded in response "thankyou, night babe I love you"

"I love you too and ring me the second the match is over okay? Goodnight beautiful"

"I will.. goodnight" and with that Viv clicked end call and quickly messaged Jill telling her it was safe to come back before curling up and falling asleep with her girlfriends words of encouragement still in her mind, she knew she could do it, she knew the team could do it but tomorrow would soon tell.