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ncityavenue · 2 years

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Hi, I'm so glad I'd found this blog, could you possibly do a reaction/headcannon with nct 127 about their thoughts when they first saw you please?

Reading my mind, I've been meaning to do this but I just didn't know if I should write it or not but now that someone asked &#^#%@&$!!!!

Disclaimer: some might be taken place in Highschool/College!! Also sorry if these become whole ass stories BFIWBDUWBSKDK😭😭 and some might be mainly dialog than explanation. Plus, I'm sorry if this isn't exactly what you wanted I tried my hardest [to anon<3]

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NCT 127 seeing you for the first time

TAEIL

I feel like Taeil is a person that is only social with people he knows and the only people he knows his members, so him seeing you for the first time he definitely thinks that he should talk to you but he's hesitant so he has Johnny talk to you to get you to come over, he warns him not to do too much charm. And after like 2 drinks Taeil is the most talkative, he doesn't really think of what he thought of you he just says em' straight says that you are one of the prettiest people he has seen.

JOHNNY

Basically, you walk past him in a supermarket, yes supermarket. And He nearly breaks his neck turning around to look at you thinking 'damn they fine as hell' , he looks at Mark and he's like "Dude, did you see them?" And Mark being clueless he's like "I don't know?" Johnny sucks his teeth and just watches you from afar. Lowkey a little creepy but aye🤷🏾‍♀️, then he sees that you're struggling with getting toilet paper on the top shelf. THAT IS HIS CUE. He swoops in and grabs it for you, you look up to thank him with your cute smile and he's like "nah I have to get her number."

Mark is just like "can we go?"to Johnny after like 50 minutes of chatting with you, and he succeeds by getting your number. YAS!

TAEYONG

He sees you giggling across from his table in the lunchroom with your friends, until one of your friends spot him looking at you he immediately puts his head down shyly. But 5 minutes afterwards, he sees your figure stand over him asking if he wants to sit with you and your friends, he obliged, he honestly is star struck by you and a little intimidated given your reputation vs his.

He doesn't talk much besides when you ask him a question or force him into a convo because he's just so busy analyzing your mannerisms.

WHIPPED TAEYONG.

YUTA

Honestly, Yuta has seen you plenty of times to already know your name,friends name, classes you take, and your favorite classes. He thinks your pretty cute and he would love to keep you company, Romantic wise. Yuta finding out you have 2 mutual friends of his, it's too good to be true! You guys only have 2 classes together Algebra and Living Environment, so he makes the best out of it by sitting next to you in L.E.

"Good morning." He smiles at you, you jump a bit from the sudden deeper voice ringing in your ear now.

"Oh! Morning, Yuta right?" You questioned, he nods with smirk. Externally, he's calm. Internally, he's FANGIRLING 😭.

You guys chat the entire time, barely paying attention to your work. You've been found Yuta attractive but was just too scared to talk to him considering he looks like someone who would rather be left alone. By the end of the day, your number is in his phone and his is in yours.

DOYOUNG

Typical.

A tired doyoung shuffling his way in the café that you worked at, you were taking a break but once you saw your favorite customer ever you wrapped your apron around your waist and stepped behind the cash register.

"Oh, Doyoung you look so tired!" You say, He nodded as he sat in one of the chairs nearby. He's stopped by this café so much that you already knew his order. So, you started on it and after 15 minutes you served it but this time you sat in the chair across from him.

He thought you were way to kind for his own good, the first time he saw you he honestly knew that you were gonna be his good luck charm.

JAEHYUN

You wouldn't think jaehyun would be shy to approach anyone but that's exactly how he is with you, everytime he does though it's always with a friend having to start a conversation for him. (I lowkey relate to jaehyun on this😪✋🏾). He really likes your vibe, it's calm yet chaotic. Which matches him perfectly, he likes that everytime he says one of his dad jokes you're the first cracking up. Not to be conceited of himself but he sees a little bit of himself in you which kinda attracts him. Idk if this is me saying jaehyun is attracted to himself but it won't be the last time

You being invited to a hang out at Mark's house means a conversation with Jaehyun, everyone is doing there own thing which gives you and Jaehyun time to chat. The conversation is pretty mellow, Y'ALL VIBING OR WTVR🤭. The hang out ends with Jaehyun volunteering to take you home since it did become pretty late.

*wink wink*

JUNGWOO

"I thought you were such a bitch." Is the confession that jungwoo tells you after you ask him what his first impression of you was. He slaps his hand over his mouth laughing as you mouth goes agape.

"JUNGWOO THAT'S NOT NICE."

"YOU ASKED ME AND YOU SAID BE HONEST."

"NOT THAT HONEST."

"Honest with a sugar coat?"

You pouted looking down, jungwoo awed as he hugs you apologizing, "I didn't mean it like that, obviously I don't think that way anymore.."

"Then what do you think of me now?" You questioned plotting your chin on his shoulder.

"I think you're insanely gorgeous and sweet." Jungwoo admits. You took your chin off his shoulder immediately looking into his puppy eyes.

You tilt your head and without asking the "do you like me?" Question, he just nodded his head as if he knew what you were about to ask.

His lips were just too plump and juicy not to kiss, so you leaned in giving him a smooch that he long awaited for.

"I love you too."

Then the rest was history...*wink wink* OKAY IM DONE.

MARK

Well, it didn't take long for Mark to meet you since you were friends with Johnny and wherever Johnny went, he went. He was a stuttering mess seeing you, your afro that almost glistened in the sun and your beautiful melanin skin that shined He honestly thought that he was seeing a goddess infront of him. To the point he actually asked Johnny "Dude...is she real?" And Johnny just looked at him like 🤨.

He felt your confidence everytime you walked up to him it nearly knocked him off his feet, HE WAS WHIPPED. The stare that you gave him was also breathtaking, you thought he was just a bundle of cuteness. His stutter, his nervous laugh, everytime you ask him something that revolves about his hobbies he scratched the back of his head with a 'uhhhh', his "what?" To Johnny everytime you and him flirt.

You also couldn't help his shy boy ways so you out of the blue asked him if he was up to go out with you. You were so interested with the boy that you needed to know more. His first instinct was to say no because he was all too nervous but Johnny pushed him to go with you.

THE OUTFIT YOU WORE. LORD DID YOU WANT TO KILL HIM OR SOMETHING???

Every little thing he said made you giggle not because you took him as a joke but because he was so fucking cute.

And even being in a committed relationship with him now, he still has his nervous shy boy ways.

HAECHAN

At first, you didn't wanna deal with such a clingy energetic loud boy but that's only what other people thought that never spoken to haechan thought.

He honestly thought you were the hottest thing ever, the minute yall started becoming friends it didn't take him long to start his flirtiness. Ugh! How he loved calling you at 12pm (facetime) to just see your face and hear your voice just to say "AIIIGOOOOO GWIYEOBDAAAA!!! (cute)" and end the call. He does it because he has the freewill to do it.

He tells you exactly what he thinks, he gives you all his loving that he has to offer. I don't have to tell them I like them, they know. Is exactly how he thinks, but honestly do you?

It all goes down when you are making some dinner and he just hugs you with his anime girl giggle, you fuss at him but he doesn't budge. You like the attention he gives you but you're not sure if he's just being a affectionate friend or actually likes you.

"I'm cooking haechan."

"But I love you."

"I lo- HUH?"

He smirks looking at you, "I love you."

"Like friend? Orrrr-"

"Definitely not friend."

Your face heats up as you try to hide your smile but fail miserably, "I- I love you too."

He kisses your cheek with a simple "CUUUUTEEEEEE!"

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#nct scenarios #nct #nct 127 #nct imagines #haechan #mark lee #jung jaehyun #johnny suh #nakamoto yuta #doyoung #moon taeil #lee taeyong #kim jungwoo #anon ask

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mrs-han · 1 year

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HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY <3

Can I request something fluffy with Jumin? I love how you write him being soft and fluffy, it's adorable!

Thank you <333

HEYO, DEARIE!!

Omo, another legend has graced my lil blog, I am just LLFLLBLBLB ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

Thank you so much for waiting, Star!!

“What do you wanna watch?”

“Nothing.”

“Didn’t you want to see that new horror anthology series?”

“Yes.”

“So why can’t we watch that!”

Jumin pursed his lips — then very slowly looked at you.

“What!” You smiled, wiggling your toes in anticipation. “What was it called so I can look it up?”

Jumin said nothing, his eyes still staring into yours.

“What!!” You giggled, pressing your heel into his thigh.

“… Hm. Fifteen minutes.” Taking the remote from your hand, Jumin began to type in the name of the show.”

“Fifteen min — what are you talking about?” You sat up and hugged your knees.

Focused on the screen, Jumin’s hands affectionately stroked your calves. “Now, mmm, twenty-five minutes. Give or take.”

“… Okay, you’re being really creepy right now.”

Jumin turned his head, winked at you, and scrolled to the show’s icon. “Ready?”

“Wait, fifteen minutes for what? Twenty-five minutes for what!” Impatient, you reached over and pinched Jumin’s earlobe.

“Ow.”

“I’ll let go when you tell me what you’re talking about!”

“I can’t, mousseline. I’m conducting an experiment, and if I tell you what I’m doing, the results will be tainted.”

“Oh, so, you’re… conducting an experiment on me?!”

“And you are my first subject.” Bopping your nose, Jumin scrunched his nose impishly. “Congratulations.”

You scrunched your nose in retaliation. “Okay, what if I decide to not be around you! How about that!”

“Then, I would be a very sad man. Is that what you want?” Leaning on you, Jumin tried to get his lower lip to wobble. Tried. “Do you want me to be a very sad man?”

“… No,” you sighed, bunching your blankets and throwing them over Jumin and yourself.

“Back to my original hypothesis of fifteen minutes,” Jumin hummed, leaning into the couch.

“Play the stupid…!” You reached over, yanking the remote from Jumin’s (stupid) hands.

Jumin’s sonorous chuckle was that much harder to ignore.

The Japanese horror anthology kept you on edge. With each episode about three to five minutes long, you and Jumin would take the time to understand what the more vague episodes meant.

And then, you started yawning.

Jumin glanced at you. “Are you tired, dear?”

“Nah, let’s keep going.” You played the next episode, scooting closer to your husband. “Maybe we can finish the first season and…” you yawned. “… haah… jump right into the third!”

“Maybe,” Jumin whispered, brushing your hair from your face and wrapping an arm around you. “Comfortable?”

“Very,” you nodded, still keeping your side of the blanket at eye level.

One episode went by. You grumpily insisted that analysis was unnecessary because the episode was fairly cut and dry.

Another episode went by. Your head felt heavier against Jumin’s shoulder; he pulled you into his lap, embracing you closely.

In the middle of the first season, you had gone totally silent. Your head lulled back as Jumin shifted; he lightly tapped your cheek. “Darling? Are you still with me?”

Your snore answered his question. Carrying you to the bed and tucking you in, Jumin chuckled. “Only you can fall asleep during Japanese horror.”

Your mouth fell open, jaw slack from the ease sleep brought. Hand moving over your jaw, Jumin kissed you, grinning against your lips.

“I was wrong… fifteen minutes was way too much time. How you managed to fall asleep in twelve minutes is baffling.” Swiping the drool coursing from your mouth, Jumin couldn’t help but laugh. “Now you see why watching a movie with you is near impossible.”

#mystic messenger #jumin han #mein schatz #jumin x mc #jumin x reader #This year’s birthday is legit so much better than any other birthday #i get to celebrate it with you guys.#it’s like one blessing after another #ALSO #have any of you seen ‘Yamishibai’ or ‘Theatre of Darkness’#that’s what I reference in dis blurb because oh my GOD.#the first season is SCARY #i hid under a blanket the entire time… which explains why I… fell asleep #(/ _ ; )#and I would like for this song to play at my wedding please and thank you

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thorfemmes · 2 years

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Hungry Eyes pt. 2

in which your friendly neighborhood busker gets a little friendlier

a/n: hi!! thank you to everyone who read the first part of Hungry Eyes! If you haven't, you can find part one here! I hope you enjoy, and as always reblogs and feedback are always appreciated!<3

Rated 18+: my blog is 18+ besties, fem!reader, fluff, longing, 90s!Eddie, Busker!Eddie, Mechanic!Eddie mentioned in passing<3

Word Count: 2.4k

It had been about two weeks since you'd seen Eddie. Classes were picking up and most of your time was spent in the library across campus, so visiting him at his normal busking spots wasn't possible. Meanwhile (unbeknownst to you) Eddie hadn't been busking as often. His shifts at the mechanic shop where he worked had been changed from morning to evening so he wasn't able to perform as often (he was working on changing that, he gets antsy when he isn't able to sing or perform).

That's not to say that you didn't try to reach out to one another. Eddie had called the following day, but you weren't home so he left a message on your answering machine.

"Hey, uh, it's Eddie from the bar. I thought I'd give you a call to see if you'd like to get coffee or something when you're free. Only if you want to of course!" He cleared his throat nervously. "Anyway, you can call me back at..."

After that voicemail, you called back but didn't get an answer. It started a long game of phone tag between the two of you until one day you finally picked up.

"Hello?"

"Oh hey, hi! I finally got a hold of you!" Eddie laughed excitedly.

"Hey! It's so nice to finally talk to you! Sorry I haven't seen you around campus lately, midterms are kicking my ass".

"Nah, don't sweat it. Work has also been kicking my ass so I haven't been busking as often".

"Oh no! What do you do for work?"

The conversation went on for almost an hour, just getting to know each other, both of you fidgeting and twirling your hair on each end. You were too excited for your own good.

"Hey, so about that coffee I offered..."

"Yes! I was just about to ask about that. Are you still wanting to go?"

"Yes!" He cleared his throat. "I mean, um, sure if you're interested".

You laughed in reply. "I'm very interested, when were you thinking?"

"Are you free tomorrow around noon? There's a cafe across from campus so it'll be easier for you to get to".

"I am. It's a date!"

Eddie froze for a second. "It's a date," He smiled into the phone.

...

You were incredibly nervous. Eddie was a sweetheart, and if his voicemails were anything to go off of, he was just as anxious about meeting you as you were. You weren't sure why you had immediately indicated that your meeting was a date, but you were relieved when he responded positively.

You tried to dress in something simple, a pair of ripped jeans and a band t-shirt you hoped made you seem cool. Eddie was so fucking cool, you wanted to present yourself on the same level. What if he wasn't into nerds? You were reigning yourself in until you got a better feel for him.

You opened the door to the coffee shop and were met by the fragrant smells of fresh ground coffee beans. The smell swirled around you as you scanned the patrons to find Eddie. When you met eyes with him you offered a small wave before heading over to him.

"Hey Eddie! How are you doing?"

"I'm doing better now that you're here sweetheart," He said smoothly (or so he hoped). "I was waiting for you to order, so whenever you're ready".

You nodded and waited for him to get up. He left his leather jacket on the table to save your spot, and led you to the counter.

You gave the barista your order and went to grab your wallet before Eddie stopped you.

"Eddie, you don't have to".

"Please, I insist. I invited you out so I pay". He pulled out a roll of cash and handed the cashier a few bills after he ordered.

The two of you made your way over to the counter, exchanging pleasantries and asking how your days went. You took your drinks back to the table and sat down laughing at something Eddie had said.

"And then, I swear to God, Gareth tripped and fell onto his drum set! Our first show after high school was such a mess". You both laughed loudly at Eddie's animated storytelling. "What about you? Tell me about your studies, how are classes going?"

Time was flying fast as he listened closely to your ramblings, soon you would have to part ways to go to class and work. If you could get away with it you might have considered skipping class to stay longer. You watched as Eddie cleared his throat and raked his hand messily through his bangs (both nervous habits that you had noticed). He then chugged the rest of his latte as if it were liquid courage before speaking.

"So doll," He cringed inwardly. "I unfortunately have to get going, but this was fun. We should get together again sometime soon".

You felt your face get warm at the pet name. "I'd love that Eddie. I'll call you with plans, yeah?"

"Perfect, I'll see you soon, doll".

Before he could leave, you quickly went in for a small hug before waving goodbye -leaving Eddie behind astonished at your forwardness (if he was being honest with himself, he was trying to work up the courage to do the same thing).

When his phone rang later that night, he answered almost too enthusiastically for a man who had just worked a closing shift.

He tried to hide his disappointment when he found out it was just Jeff letting him know that he'd have to cancel band practice that week as he and Gareth were swamped with midterms. Eddie let him no that it was no problem, that he'd see them next week, and to let him know if they needed anything.

As soon as Eddie hung up with Jeff the phone rang again. This time, he answered with a little less excitement expecting it to be Gareth.

"Hello?" He said a bit too gruffly into the receiver.

"Hey Eds! Rough day at work?" Your voice rang through his ears like the softest bell.

"Hey doll! Sorry about that, I thought it was someone else".

"Oh, I can call back if you were expecting a call?"

"No! Um, no, you're fine. How was class?"

"It was fine. This professor is making our lives so much harder than he needs too, but other than that it was fine".

"Do I need to speak with him?" Eddie tried his best to sound intimidating over the phone.

You laughed at the deeper voice he put on. "Maybe, we'll see how he grades my paper".

Eddie huffed out a laugh, resisting the urge to let out an "anything for you, pretty girl". He was already so bewitched by you. Your softness, your passion for your studies, everything.

"So Eddie, are you free this Friday evening? Maybe we could have a movie night or something?"

"I'd love that doll. I'll bring the popcorn, yeah?"

It was arranged that he'd come over to your apartment, you'd had a back to back horror movie marathon planned. Eddie was hoping that the stereotypical high school thing would happen; you'd get scared, want to cuddle up close, and moves would be made. In fact, he was counting on it. He knew he wouldn't have been able to make any moves on his own. You made him nervous, dizzy with a tummy full of fluttering butterflies. Your laughs were like a melody to him, ringing throughout a room. You were an open window letting streams of sunshine into his life, light he didn't realize he so desperately needed. When he left the coffee shop his heart ached with some unknown loneliness in your absence. He had never met someone that had made him feel like that so quickly.

Friday night finally came around, and he was missing you. Phone calls could only hold him over for so long, and with both of your hectic schedules he hadn't been busking and you hadn't left the library unless it was to go home and sleep. Eddie walked up to your front door and knocked, only to be met with the door swinging open after the first rap.

"Hey, sorry! I swear I wasn't just waiting by the door. I was just nearby and heard it so yeah," You rambled, moving aside to let him in.

" 'S all good, doll." Eddie looked around your apartment and smiled. It was all very you; Brightly colored and tidy. Not necessarily organized, but put together in a way that made sense to you.

He toed off his shoes and left them next to a pile of yours before venturing further into the room. He could see where you set up a little snack bar on your kitchen table, two pizza boxes and various fun sized candy bars lay waiting for the two of you to dig into.

"I wasn't sure what kind of pizza you like, so I just got pepperoni and cheese. I hope that's alright".

"That's perfect. Where should I put these?" Eddie held up a bag of popcorn and a box of soda.

"Here let me take them. I'll throw the popcorn in the microwave. Make yourself comfy," You said with a smile before disappearing into the kitchen.

He looked around your living room, seeing piles of blankets precariously balanced on a little wooden basket in the corner. He made his way over to your bookshelf, glancing over the titles. A mix of textbooks and regular novels stared back at him.

You came back into the room with a bowl of freshly popped popcorn and a stack of VHS tapes. "Okay, so I've got Pet Sematary, Puppet Master, and Ghostbusters 2 so we end on a funny note," You said, filing through the VHS tapes that you rented.

"You have your own little system, huh? You're so scared of these movies that we have to end on Ghostbusters, sweetheart?" Eddie took a chance and slightly crowded into your space near the snack table.

You felt your face warm at the pet name and his newfound closeness. "I do actually. I love scary movies, but I wasn't sure how you felt about them so I got the soft one just in case". You softly nudged his shoulder with yours.

Eddie was too giddy about the teasing banter between you to realize that his plan flew right out the window.

"Would you mind grabbing some ice for us while I set up the TV? Cups are in the cupboard above the microwave," Your voice pulled Eddie out of the clouds.

He cleared his throat. "S-sure, I'll be right back".

As Eddie began to crack the ice out of your ice tray, he could hear you hum to yourself as you put in the first movie and rewound it since the last person ignored the "Be kind and rewind!" message on the box. He walked into the living room with two cups of ice to find you looking down at the ground.

"I didn't want to see what happens in the film," You sheepishly explained yourself. Eddie just grinned.

He poured the two of you sodas from the box he brought, watching as the drinks fizzled and almost overflowed and setting them on your coffee table.

When he was done he picked up the plates you had set out and started dishing out the pizza. "Cheese or pepperoni, doll?"

"Cheese please!"

He set your plates on the table next to your drinks and got comfy on your couch as you pressed play on the movie. Just as the open sequence started, you jumped up to turn off the living room light, only leaving the kitchen light on.

As your movie marathon continued into the night, you both shifted on the couch to get comfortable. It wasn't until halfway through the second film, when his hand brushed against your knee that he realized how close you had unknowingly gotten to each other.

You looked at him, face warm. His eyes glowed with the light from the television, highlighting the perfect sparkle his coffee brown eyes always seemed to hold. The slope of his nose was contoured by the shadows and minimal light in the room, beautifully sculpting his features.

Eddie could feel your eyes staring at him, could feel the blush rising to his cheeks. He took a chance and glanced over at you, but you had already turned your attention back to Puppet Master. He took advantage of the situation and allowed himself to take in your appearance. He greedily soaked in how your hair looked, how your eyes shined under the bright lights of the TV. Really, he was admiring you just the same.

When you shifted in your seat and stole another glance at him, both of your faces grew warmer as he was already staring at you. You both quickly looked away, embarrassed that you'd been caught before slowly looking back at each other. You both collapsed into a laughing fit at how absurd the whole staring contest was.

When the laughter died down, you took a deep breath. "You know, Eddie. You're awfully pretty".

Eddie didn't know how his face could grow any warmer, but it did. "That's funny, I was just about to say the same thing to you".

You scooted a little closer to him. "Is it okay if I touch you?"

He all but whimpered. "Please".

You softly grasped his jaw, caressing his cheeks with your thumbs. He looked down at your lips and then back at you, silently asking permission. When you slowly nodded, he leaned in and connected your lips.

When William Goldman wrote about the best kisses, the most passionate and most pure, he must have been talking about this kiss. The kind of kiss that had you clamoring for more. Had soft moans coming from the both of you. Had both of you grasping at each other, softly but surely throwing how enamored you felt into the kiss.

The movie was long forgotten when Eddie finally pulled away for air. "Sweetheart, you've got me wrapped around your little finger, I hope you know that".

"Funny, I was just thinking the same about you".

tags for people who were interested in pt. 2: @carvedformylady @jaemunson70 @taeteddybear

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson #eddie x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x plus size reader #stranger things #stranger things fic #writing

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arisatominakos · 1 year

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i want your gif making lore. 7, 9, 17, 15, 20, 26, 40, 45, and 49!

dfkjaj LORE REQUEST RECEIVED

7. Who are your top 3 gif makers

ohmans thats hard khfdsa. i actually am big fans of a lot of gifmakers out there that i dont follow but i see their stuff all the time in the tags & rb from them etc etc. but like i do follow a lot of folks who’s stuff i rlly enjoy and are folks that tend to inspire me. its a bit unfair to list just three so fkjsdha uhh @aartyom @eurodynamic @onewingedangels @preciousgyro @entreri @marogarreh @thequantumranger @trident

9. What/who inspired you to start making gifs

i dont fully remember, i think a mix of just fandom stuff w/ friends & rp blogs. i do remember it was a hellacious journey until i could figure it out and since then i just have tried to keep improving or learning new things etc etc.

17. 10 sets, 8 sets, 6 sets? How many gifs to you prefer in a set

this is VERY dependent on the set im making at the time. i try to avoid like sets with a lot of images bc i get very tired with the task. but some stuff like i try to do between 2-5 so it looks nice in a post.

15. Have you ever had gifs stolen and reposted

constantly. usually its my avan gifs or star trek gifs. which is like the major reason i dont do them anymore or do a lot of non-video game slash anime sets. i tend to confront the person or ask them to take it down & it goes as well as you expect half the time: not the best. the worst time was a rp blog stealing all my avan gifs, not aware i was in the same rp circles so like tons of mutuals( most shared between the two of us ) notified me & they blocked me on said blog so i had to message them from my personal + other blogs i had at the time as well as said mutuals spoke with them as well before they took them down. it was a very frustrating day.

20. Mac or PC

i have experience with both mac & pc, however my default is my pc which is built for gaming. i’ve had mac laptops in the past via my older sister who would give me her school handmedowns. as far as specifically creating art gifs what have you, i have no preference between the two.

26. How many un posted sets are in your drafts right now

sO I KNOW A LOT OF PPL DO THAT WHERE THEY MAKE STUFF AND SAVE IT IN DRAFTS BUT IM DKSJHA i just i dont have the like mental fortitude to make something and not post it soon after. back when i was doing rp stuff & writing i used my drafts very heavily for wips & i sorta do that w/ gifsets in a way. as i make them i have a opened draft to upload each one to see how they look on tumblr, if they upload correctly, & to check coloring between my main monitor secondary monitor & phone as well so i make sure colors are good theres no washes etc. so usually if there is something in the drafts im currently working on it or its about to be posted so there are zero things in my drafts other than this ask kfsha

40. Why do you make gifs

good question. no clue. fkjhdsa but its fun & i enjoy it. its also just fun to share my interests in a way that can be shared by other people in reblogs etc. reading the tags of my sets & seeing ppls reactions or just opinions or whatever is just it rlly makes it. I Make Gifs For The People.

45. Ever gotten hate over a set

i’ve had ppl disrespect me bc of a gifset but ive never gotten hate persay. i do get a lot of bitchy people upset about my “do not repost or remove caption.” that i add to my posts which like i tend to ignore. realistically i cant stop ppl from doing such but it has helped so i keep doing it. usually i get a comment on said set they reblogged that day or in the tag but ive gotten 1 ask once about it & it was p funny. but proper hate with a valid reason ? nah.

49. How much would you say you’ve improved since you first started giffing

oH SO MUCH LOL. from coloring, to timing of the frames, to composition, to typography, to quality. the more i make the better i get. && there are things i want to redo to see how much i’ve improved. im not using the best tools to make these, but i’ve seen my improvement i’ve seen how much better i am & it’s rlly nice to be able to visually see your growth.

/ GIFMAKER ASKS

#farllee.asks #fashionablyfyrdraaca #yEAH THANKS FOR ALL THE QUESTIONS

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speedrunning all of apprenticember in one post even though it's january

it's called showing up fashionably late (thanks ghoulfriendfangs for all the fun questions) (also i'm reposting this because the first time i tried it didn't show up in any tags)

Introduce your apprentice! Just their name, personality, appearance, and likes/dislikes for now! If you have pictures of them, post them today!

i've made an introduction post for my mc, gale! it's my pinned post, you can also find it in the galeposting tag on this blog

2. Who is their LI? What’s their relationship like?

his main li is julian! things with the two of them get chaotic, but they've got a lot of love for each other. the main reason i'm not saying much here is because i'll probably post about them way too much in the future if given an opportunity

3. Give a short summary of their relationship to the other main characters!

asra: best friend! though neither of them have romantic feelings for the other anymore by the main game, they're still very close

nadia: he decided to befriend her during his stay at the palace; they both respect each other a ton

muriel: pre-death they were friends, post-resurrection is more complicated. in the three years between his resurrection and the start of the game, asra sent him to check on gale while he was busy traveling, and eventually muriel gave him some myrrh to avoid the whole "what the fuck are you doing in my house" song and dance each time he came over

portia: similar to nadia, they became fast friends when he came to the palace. they like to exchange gardening tips

lucio: he'd rather not be around him after everything

4. What about the courtiers? Have they met them? What do they think of them?

when he meets them in the prologue, they give him the creeps. that feeling mostly stays the same. he's alright with volta, and he tolerates valerius to an extent

5. Do they have any other friends outside of canon? What about the minor characters?

not really. gale's not really good at putting himself out there, so it's hard for him to meet people. he's friends with selasi though

6. Now, do they have any rivals? Maybe even a WORST ENEMY!? Spill the deets now!

nah, he generally tries to avoid making enemies. doesn't mean he can't get angry at people or hold the occasional petty grudge, though

7. Let’s go back to their physical description, but go even deeper! Do they have tattoos, piercings, scars, etc? What sort of clothes do they like?

he's got a few scars, the most noticeable of which being his top surgery scars. he usually hides his other scars with magic. despite not remembering how he got them, they make him uncomfortable (his top surgery scars being an exception)

with clothing, he generally prefers stuff that's simple and comfortable

8. Now let’s give their familiar the spotlight! Tell us all about them!

gale's familiar is a chameleon named nymph. he found him before his death, and though nymph died during the plague era, he came back along with gale

9. Do they have a patron arcana? Who is it? What’s their relationship like?

pre-death, he had a strong connection to the empress. she occasionally visited him in dreams, and took on a very nurturing, motherly role towards him. since his resurrection, he's been mostly connected to the fool for... obvious reasons

10. What is their relationship to the other arcana like?

he doesn't communicate with them much outside of tarot readings. of the ones he interacts with along the route, he finds them somewhat frustrating

11. Do they have a gateway? What does it look like?

he does! it's a loosely packed forest in a constant state of early evening, with plenty of fireflies hanging around

12. What does their home look like? Their room?

gale keeps a sort of organized chaos in his living space. it’s a bit cluttered and messy, but it’s part of his system. he also keeps a ton of houseplants

same goes for his room. he likes to keep things in there cozy, lots of blankets and cushions. there’s a desk for writing, as well as a bookshelf (and a stack of books he’s been meaning to read next to the bed)

13. Can they cook? What’s their favorite meal?

he’s an alright cook. simple meals, nothing super fancy

his favorite food is babka, a sweet braided bread with some sort of filling (he likes chocolate and cinnamon fillings!)

14. What does their magic look/feel like?

he primarily uses green magic, so a lot of plants and plant-themed magic! he’s attuned to flora and the life energy of plants. one ability he has is transferring that energy between plants and other living beings. using plants whose meanings/symbolism correspond to whatever spell he’s using amplifies the spell’s power

his magic can respond to his emotions— if he gets into a particularly heightened emotional state, you might see tiny vines and flowers popping up out of nowhere

he has minor healing abilities, but unfortunately, they don’t work on himself

15. What are they proudest of?

he’s proud of his houseplants. it’s not much, but he’s keeping something alive. that’s something to be proud of

16. What’s their deepest insecurity?

gale, deep down, worries that he is an unloveable person, or at least that he’s hard to love. that he’s unimportant, uninteresting, annoying, and an overall difficult person to care about/be around

17. Do they have any family, living or non living? List their family tree!

mother: shoshana blumen. she was controlling. her and gale had a messy relationship, with her often being angry at him and saying hurtful things to him. she was like the captain of the house, and nobody stood up to her. she had expectations for gale that he just couldn’t live up to

father: ansel blumen. he wasn’t like shoshana, but he wasn’t supportive either

older brother: natan blumen. gale found some support in him, and they were close. natan left to study technology when gale was young, but he visited from time to time

when he was around 16/17, the pressure of his home and parents got to be too much. he cut his hair, ran away, stowed away on a ship, and ended up in vesuvia. there, he met his adoptive aunt, joyce, who became sort of a mother figure to him. she took him in, taught him magic, and eventually he and asra took over her shop. when they did, she left to go on some travels. unfortunately, she decided to come back and visit as the plague began to ravage the city, and ended up on the lazaret

he hasn’t contacted his biological family since he ran away. even if he had his memories back, he wouldn’t be interested in talking to his parents. maybe he’d like to see natan, though, if he managed to track him down

18. What were they like as a child?

because of the situation with his mother and his own tendency to be alone, he was often withdrawn. he did a lot of reading and daydreaming. he was the kind of kid who waited to be adopted by a friend group instead of approaching people

he was a pretty bright kid— started learning to read very early on, loved (and still loves tbh) picking up random fun facts. though his mother wasn’t very keen on him learning magic, he had a natural aptitude for it

19. If your mc fights, what is their fighting style? If they don’t, why not?

gale doesn’t mean to get into fights, but it happens sometimes. because of his lack of any actual knowledge or training on combat, his fighting is not always effective. but he tries to take advantage of his small size and magical abilities to make up for his lack of physical strength

20. Remember the Valentines Day event where you could pick between 3 gifts to give the LI? What 3 gifts would you write for your mc?

-a thrilling mystery novel

-a decorated flowerpot

-a jigsaw puzzle

21. Now what kind of gifts are they most likely to give?

he likes giving people small gifts when there’s no special occasion. “here’s a cool rock/flower/seashell/etc that reminded me of you” kind of thing

for holidays and special occasions, it depends on the person he’s giving to! probably related to one of their hobbies or interests

22. What does your mc do to show their love?

it’s surprising how much he opens up to people he loves. he gets physically affectionate, and he feels more comfortable receiving touch. he also talks more! a big sign of him being comfortable around someone is freely infodumping to them

also, the small gifts from the last question! he’s a lot like a crow in that way. if he’s taken a liking to you, expect an ever-growing collection of trinkets

23. What parts of Vesuvia is your mc most likely to be at?

if he’s not at the shop, he’s probably in the woods doing some foraging or just taking a walk

24. Does your mc like parties, festivals, and masquerades? What do they do at them?

gale, like myself, is autistic and has adhd. which means that parties can be a bad time for him. not only are they full of social conventions, they're usually overstimulating. he prefers small gatherings with people he already knows

if he does go to a party/festival, he's likely to stick to the less populated areas or find a friend to follow around

25. What’s your favorite thing about your mc?

i made him very similar to me, so i find a lot of comfort and catharsis in writing about him (or, more often, just creating little scenarios about him in my head)

26. How has your mc changed since you first made them?

relating to the last question: originally, he wasn't supposed to be like me, and then it kinda happened. and pretty soon i started intentionally leaning into it. i've also tweaked his outfit a bit, but that new outfit exists only in my brain because i've been in such a slump when it comes to art

27. Has your mc ever KILLED anybody? What are their thoughts on MURDER?

depends on how you define kill. but that's a part of his backstory i'll get to later :)

he thinks murder is generally bad, but he doesn't think murder automatically makes someone a bad person. things are complicated. sometimes there are good reasons, sometimes people get forced into awful situations

28. Are they afraid to die?

less than most. he's learned to accept death as a natural part of life

29. What is a fact about your mc others would never guess?

you’d probably guess that julian would be the one who gets injured more often. it ends up being the other way around. gale is incredibly accident prone. murphy’s law said fuck this guy in particular

30. Is there anything else you’d like us to know?

fun fact i first made him in 2019. holy shit he's been around for a while

31. Name another mc you read about and enjoyed! Shout out your favorite mc!

i'm not super familiar with everyone's mcs since i'm kinda reintroducing myself to the fandom. haven't really been active in a while, and even then i stuck to instagram. but here's a few i've seen and enjoyed while scouring arcana-related tags!

-khailan (made-me-deep-blue)

-alnair (lonely--shine)

-alastor (nabesthetics)

-velle (rainyfey)

#not tagging people because i am a coward #apprenticember #galeposting #fan apprentice #the arcana mc #the arcana apprentice #the arcana #the arcana game #starstrand

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the fact that you still remember that idea, about my Horseman stuff and Emmett being her steed. I get your feeling now, when I said I remember horse!Emmett. Thanks so much, dear. Silly little thing but it honestly means a lot (for a person who has a really bad memory). ah, so I see you're reusing the ideas. That's great! I like that idea, cuz he can always have something to protect himself with (and doesn't destroy his back by carrying that heavy shield xD).

haha, yeah! that's true. I managed to get my old blog back tho, but of course, changed the name Cx. I don't use it now cuz I made yet another blog! even after all those years, I still like to change accounts/names. I appreciate that you wanted to give me the name, truly <3

Oh my god, all of them? That's... that's so awesome. Makes me truly happy ; w ; just like the fact you still remember me <3

ah yes! it did use to be one word and you had something like 'teahouse' in it? (seriously someone did that sort of joke? effing rude). Ngl I tried to find your blog by putting that name first, but eh, I kinda forgot how it went xD. So I changed the approach and, ta-dam! I'm here!

Oh my good, Oreana! Delete these, right now! I've changed, I swear! I can make new ones! Better ones! /hj Seriously tho, it means so so so much for me, that you still kept them (even when they are so awful /hj). It really was fun to make those for you, just like it was fun to see you enjoying them <3

Not so sure about the rp (bad memory, yeah), but I agree, it was so damn long ago! Glad to hear you consider these good memories! ; w ; It's wonderful to catch up with you too! But I'm kinda not done, cuz we spoke about Overlord too! keke So, getting back to it: I know what you mean cuz I also got into anime first xD. Then, I picked the LNs and holy eff. I absolutely love the idea of the overpowered bad guy (well, Ainz is not exactly fully bad cuz he only cares about his 'children' from Nazarick but, you know what I mean xd). I picked my LN cuz I don't remember how things went with Demiurge(being Demiurge) and oh boy, he did firstly offer to kill her to prevent the information from getting outside XD. He did propose for her to work on his farm tho! (ngl lie when you said you thought Demiurge and Sebas would fight over what Tuare would do for Nazarick... I thought of some unexpected, sick threesome XD) Also, uhh, according to what he said later, I guess he wanted for her to cook food for the residents of the happy farm. You know, food made of other residents. (#justdemiurgethings). I wonder if that would be a true torture for Tuare. After all, she doesn't care much about humans right now. XD But yep, Overlord is so dark, it's such a nice change from all of those isekai-ed good dudes. Especially overpowered isekai-ed good dudes. I agree tho, out of context Overlord is the best (mm, ah yes, that plan? THAT plan? Yes, you're so smart Demiurge, so then I'll allow you to describe MY plan to everyone)

I been writing a bit more since these years ago. Even started a writing blog for Resident Evil (mop man Carlos <3). Not active for 2 years now, basically disappeared with small info xD. Nah, such writing isn't really for me. Still writing tho, but only rps. So hey, it's amazing to see you're still writing! <3

Read your post and, you got this, dear! don't let your mental state beat your ass. beat the mental state's ass! slaay! and feel better soon <3 take as much time as you need and focus on getting better!

Love youuuuuuuu! Thanks so much for your sweet words and all ; w ; (but delete these edits /still hj). Sorry for worrying you tho! But yep, I'm fine! And I'm so so glad you're fine too! - Pandemonium

(it's morning currently and I'm laughing to myself at how fast you accidentally exposed me XD)

X”D You'd be shocked at things I can and can't remember, truly. There are even a few passing anons in my life that I never got to meet out of anon, but I still treasured their continued interaction with me. Haha, I am glad you like the thought! I really wanted to reuse it somewhere, and Cheshire fit the bill being a tank like how Emmett was in that story idea. ♥

Of course, I do! I am happy you're still around! That brings me such relief.

LOL!! I cannot say I don't understand you, hon. All those old pieces of Emmett I gifted you? Oof, I could do WAY better now. I swear it! ♥

I will say that Overlord makes you want to cheer for the villains because so many of the good guys are so dang horrible. X”D But well, the villains have awesome designs and on top of that, are far more interesting?? I just love so much about how they feel. I dunno if you read fully about Renner and why Climb kind of kept her going, but she had debated just ending her self, because she was an intelligent young girl growing up around a bunch of idiots. I felt SO insanely bad for her. X'D;

You make an awesome point—makes me curious if she would care or not given how poorly she was treated. But she's a pure soul, and Tuare would be upset if innocents were harmed no doubt! HAH! A sick threeway. Oh man! XDD If Demiurge and Sebas ever had to share a woman, it would be funny.

I gotta admit: I love dark storytelling. Twisted characters make it all the more fascinating. ♥ It's why I'm so mad Demiurge is the one mainly putting everything into motion, but he gets like...no spotlight. X”D I'm so dang upset! Oof, Demiurge's over analyzing ass gets me every time! ♥♥

Oh man! That's awesome! I know the RP part. x'D I opened a Demiurge RP account on Twitter, and it's been fun when...I get on there to interact with folks. My biggest crushes in RE world are Leon and Claire. I'm so dreadful! LOL But the series holds such nostalgia for me. ♥♥ I love those games! RE 1 remake still holds up to this day. Love that game to pieces...even if I never beat it... C'x

Mawwr, thank you so much! ;^; Love you too!! Take care of yourself!

Hehehe, I can easily see through peeps. >3 ♥ (I'm kidding though, really. Some people just have that sort of soul I can sense through anon, and I'm glad for it!) ♥♥

#though having those vivid ignis/ demi/ me dreams?#yeah that felt what demi/sebas/woman would be like #where one is groaning at their lady has to spend time with the other LOL #mod answers #anon #anon: P #anon: pandemonium

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Though consistency is the key, I do not have it XD

Long time no see. lol. Not that anyone reads my blog, but eh, it's therapeutic nonetheless x) Anyways, last update was about my blood pressure, which seems to have resolved itself since. I'm back at my usual low blood pressure, baby! XD

I've also talked about dumb Tumblr p*rn followings which have also, resolved since. I get some occasionally, but not as much as before.

Started phase 3 of my driving classes which means I started driving more, which means I'm super anxious on the road too. XD Fun right?

Now, fun stuff, don't judge me! XD You know these videos on youtube where you see people ripping an apple in half with just their hands? Well, I tried it. Turns out I snapped my finger instead! XD 👀 Yeah, I know, I'm that good. Break an apple in half? Pfff, nah bruh, I can do better. I can break my finger and be in agonising pain for the last 2 months instead! XD Okay, it's not agonising, but it's not comfortable either. Doesn't help when my baby nephew tries to break it again though! XD

Also, look what I found! 😍 Honeycombs are sooooo freaking delicious.

Though, I have to learn to eat them in moderation, because I don't and then I get sick lol. But it's totally worth it. But also, don't try this at home kids! I'm used to being in pain, not you! XD

The sound it makes when you bite into it. 🥴 It's just so satisfying. it pops in your mouth. 🤤 For my fellow Quebecois, I found these at Tau, a natural product market, so have fun if you get your hands on some.

🍯 Did you know, the different color in the honeycomb wax mean different things. A lighter yellow comb is where the bees stored their honey. A darker comb shows where they lay their eggs and raise the larvas. The darker one is edible too, but it doesn't taste as good as the yellow one. It's more bitter, as for the yellow ones, they're sweet af lol. Honeycombs are made with bee's wax, so if you find some, don't be surprised if it's all waxy, it's totally normal. It's safe to eat so don't be scared to swallow it, though the wax can be overwhelming, so you can also spit it out. Just the sound itself is satisfying on it's own. :3 🐝

Now, let's get a bit more serious. On July 10 of this year, the fanfiction website AO3 was under DDoS attack for about 2 days. A DDoS attack is when hackers flood a website to disable access to it's users. It doesn't steal any information at all, it's just there to annoy the fuck out of people. Why was AO3 under attack? Because, and I quote "it's full of disgusting smut and other LGBTQ+ and NSFW things."

First of all, wow! Just wow! To me, it sounds like some kindergarten behavior type of shit. Like, oh, I don't like what you like, so I'll take it away from you just for shits and giggles. Seriously? Grow the fuck up dude. Nothing stops you from NOT reading them if you don't like it. I don't like the NSFW fics because I get uncomfortable. Being asexual, this shit is awkward af for me. XD So I read the SFW ones instead, and guess what? I still have just as much fun as others who read other fics.

We're in 2023 people, get the fuck over it. Like how the fuck is my sexuality going to impact your life, other than if you see me kissing a woman, you're disgusted? Nothing bro! Nothing! And you know what? Even if people were to get rid of LGBTQ+ people, they'll find some other shit to whine about like race, religion, skin colors or some other dumb crap like that. So wtf is the point? You don't like me because I love women? Don't fucking look at me! There's this thing called looking away, it's super innovative, you should try it! XD

Boohoo it's not conventional to whatever your beliefs are. Your beliefs aren't conventional to me, do you see me intimidating people because of that? Discriminating? Or worst, irl shit, beat the shit out of you? Because trust me, that happened to me. Got my ass kicked and much more just for being myself. Fun right? Then, people wonder why there's so much mental illness and people wanting to end themselves? Nah boo, nah!

Now I don't know what they were exactly, as there was a lot of speculation about so many things about those hackers. But quite frankly, I couldn't give 2 flying fucks. Wheather you're religious or not or whatever the fuck you are, if you're an a-hole, you're an a-hole either ways in my book. And holy shit did I hate the freakin religious debates they had on AO3's Twitter. I do not condone any type of harassment under any circumstances. You're just stooping to their level if you do that. We want equality, we should give equality! Comes back to the same thing, in what way is a person's religion, race, color or whatever impacts your life? Unless they're extremist, I don't see how it should impact you at all.

Come on people! Wtf! We're better than that ffs! Why must everyone hate on one another all the time? It makes absolutely no sense to me really, I never understood the freaking concept of bullying in general. Like, why tf are YOU mad that I'M different? I don't get it! Never did, never will! And the things people would say or do to me? Some of these things are the type of crap you only see in horror movies. Like literally that bad! Why? How is you hurting me going to change your life for the best? What, you're gonna hurt me, then what? There's more of us boo, you ain't done with this shit yet! What satisfaction do you get? Do you feel like it compensates for your tiny peepee or something? I don't know? But I ain't the one who's got issues there hun. I don't understand!

Anyways, I can go on and on about this shit and I'm repeating myself now so Imma stop. Hope y'all have a great day and week! Make good decisions and spread love people!

#canada #montreal #quebec #update #driving school #injured #honey #honeycomb #bees #🐝#🍯🐝#🍯#tasty #ao3 #lgbtq #asexual #ace #stop homophobia #archive of our own #ddos attack

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I posted 10,766 times in 2022

That's 10,766 more posts than 2021!

339 posts created (3%)

10,427 posts reblogged (97%)

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I tagged 778 of my posts in 2022

#byler - 161 posts

#stranger things - 144 posts

#mike wheeler - 135 posts

#autistic - 128 posts

#actually autistic - 126 posts

#will byers - 111 posts

#heartstopper - 54 posts

#random - 51 posts

#mike wheeler i know what you are - 51 posts

#adhd - 46 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#but sometimes she also makes it sound like her opinion is the only okay one even if realistically there's nothing wring with the alternativ

My Top Posts in 2022:

i guarantee you mike spent his first day of kindergarten crying when he got home because he told his mom he met the prettiest person he had even seen and that he was gonna marry them and when karen asked “what’s her name?” and mike said “his name is will!” mike starting sobbing immediately and did not stop after his mom tried to tell him boys can’t marry other boys

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mike coming out to dustin while off on a mission in s5

they’ve been walking around for about an hour now, making casual conversation and commentary on the invalding aspects of the upside down into their world when dustin decides to ask.

“so i’ve been meaning to ask, what’s up with you and el?” dustin asks as he carefully steps over a vine.

“huh?” mike turns around to look at him, a confused expression on his face in response to the question that to him came out of no where. “what are you talking about?”

“well you guys are barley talking to each other let alone in the same room anymore. honestly it’s been nice to not turn around to you guys making out every five seconds but likewise it’s a little off putting the space between the two of you” dustin comments as they continue on.

“oh,” mike says “i mean that’s probably because we broke up.”

dustin stops and looks up at him with a clear expression of shock on his face “what?!? when!?!” “uh, since a little after the rest of us got back from lenora?” mike offers, getting a little uncomfortable by how surprised dustin is.

dustin looks at him with utmost sympathy “aw man dude that sucks, i’m so sorry.” mike shakes his head “nah it’s fine. it’s for the best i think actually.” dustin sputters “”for the best”?! man what are you talking about? you guys were completely wrapped up in each other just last summer, how could you even say that?”

“dustin-”

dustin continues rambling “i mean you guys were so focused on each other that you ended up ditching us constantly! which was just as annoying as it was sweet by the way.”

“dustin-”

“i mean! hell i thought you guys would be together forever considering when you yelled at us that you loved her that one time-”

mike turns around and snaps “well you’re wrong dustin!”

dustin stops short and looks at mike, eyes wide in shock and taken aback from his outburst. mike deflates a bit after seeing the reaction from one of his bestfriends. he sighs looking down at the ground. “you’re wrong. el and i aren’t gonna be together forever. and i don’t love her like that. hell i’m not even sure i ever actually liked her like that.”

“what? but you guys were together like all the time. and kissing all the time. will even said that you told her you loved her when she was fighting vecna?” dustin replies even more confused

mike sighs again “yeah, i did do all those things, because i thought that’s what i was supposed to do. what all guys are supposed to do with their girlfriends. and especially in that moment in the pizza cooler, i was so afraid that if i didn’t say what el wanted me to say, that she would have died. but...” mike pauses and looks up at the sky, almost like he’s contemplating something. “none of those things i did were because i liked her romantically.”

the two of them keep walking but dustin keeps staring at mike, occasionally looking down at his feet to watch where he steps, because some things still aren’t making sense to him. “okay, but like dude, i don’t get it? when she left with the byers, you were so mopey and miserable. i mean we could hardly get you to leave you basement, like, ever. and other times all you would do is complain about joyce’s telemarketer job because you couldn’t get through the phonelines every time you tired to call them. i thought that was all from you missing your girlfriend?”

mike sighs again, but this time it’s shaky. he looks nervous as he turns a concerning combination of both pale and flushed. without turning to look at dustin he replies. “yeah, i mean i was miserable. but...el...she wasn’t the only one who left hawkins. i mean, she left with the byers remember?”

dustin’s face still looks confused, even as he’s looking down to watch where he steps. “yeah i remember but what does that have to do with- oh, oh right will. i mean we all missed will dude, you’re not the only one.”

“dustin.” “what?” mike still hasn’t turned around to look at him, his head’s hanging low. finally he does turn around and his face is pale and eyes glassy, dustin’s never seen him look this nervous and scared before. he looks at dustin and his voice is shaky “please don’t make me say it.”

with the same puzzled look on his face dustin goes “say what? mike, i really don’t get...” suddenly every thing in dustin’s brain clicks. his eyes go wide as he finally, finally puts the pieces together. he whispers “holy shit”

mike looks away and that’s pretty much all dustin needs to confirm what he was thinking. “holy shit”

“dustin-”

“oh my god dude. holy shit”

mike sighs, trying to keep his breath as even as he can “look if you want to head back now i can finish this on my own, but please-”

dustin looks at him like he just said he was gonna go and put one of the demodogs on a leash “what?! dude no! are you insane? i just can’t believe i never fucking noticed!”

mike now looks confused “huh?”

“dude it makes so much sense now!” dustin looks at him like he just gave him the simplest answer to the word’s most complicated question “i mean it explains everything! ever since we were kids! how you were so protective of him, how you always spoke to him in that voice-”

“dustin-”

“i mean you were so defensive when it came to him, i mean you wouldn’t even let us within five feet of him that one night on halloween-”

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family members NEED NEED NEED NEED NEED to do research when someone gets an autism/neurodivergent diagnosis because i guarantee you what you think you know is either incorrect or barely scratches the surfaces of what the diagnosis is. and as a personal note i am so so so so SO tired of experiencing ableism in my own family

1,874 notes - Posted June 21, 2022

is it an autism thing to be filled with an uncomfortable feeling and sometimes slight anger when things are not done/feel/look a certain way? like if my kitchen is not organized the way i want it i get so irritated?? if my sheets don’t feel right i want to scream and burst into tears??? idk if this is me being selfish or what????

2,824 notes - Posted June 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

imagine what if all the byers (or at least will and jonathan) are staying with the wheelers during the upside down apocalypse in s5. holly, being the little 6 yro that she is knowing no personal boundaries, has been snooping in mike’s room when he’s not home and found the letters he wrote to will.

as the byers are moving into to the wheeler household, holly beams and jumps up to hug will because she hasn’t seen him in so long ”will!” and greets her just as enthusiastically “hi holly! how are you?” still smiling she says “good! i have something for you!” will looks at her surprised “you do?” she grins ”yeah!” she starts bounding up the stairs to get whatever it is she has for him. as she gets to the top of the stairs she yells down “i found it in mike’s room!”

mike who had been half listening whips around when he hears what holly just said. realizing what she might be referring to he yells and tries to stop her “hey! holly! wait! stay out of my room!” but its too late as holly is now coming down the stairs with a stack of envelopes in her hand and she hands them to will “see! they all have your name on them”

will takes them from her hand and looks at them confused. meanwhile, mike behind him has turned white as a ghost and started to panic as he looks at all his letters to will that are signed “love, mike” and where never meant to be sent are now in the hands of their recipient

3,413 notes - Posted October 25, 2022

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letstalkaboutfandomsbaby · 2 years

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I just had my first taste of cocktail a week ago and, between mai tai, long island iced tea, and margarita, i loved the taste of long island even though it got me tipsy in the first few sips ahhaha. and I can't help but want to imagine how drinking with nanami would be like. he can hold his alcohol well and he'd be equal parts endeared and protective over you if you're a lightweight.

Like, this misanthrope keeps away from socializing with other people, but you somehow manage to carve a tiny space for yourself in his life that he still doesn't know what to do with besides the occasional drinks on friday with you as the only company he can bear to imagine spending it with

in reality, that doesn't even scratch the surface of his feelings, and i bet he'd be there for a while as this guy is not prone to rumination.

so, when you stumble on your heels and cling on to Nanami's sleeve as you regain your balance after drinking the night away (and you were barely two glasses in lmao), nanami fails to catch himself from zeroing in on how your fingers look like curling into his shirt, fails to recognize how suddenly hyper-aware he is of the patch of warmth slipping through the fabric.

he doesn't think about it until the night you went all in and hand more than two glasses. between the tipsiness and your modest work heels (which feel like 5-inch stilettos in your current state), nanami was quick to catch you after a long stumble and kept you from kissing concrete. for many nights to come, he would be mortified about how in this moment the first thought that flashed through his mind is how soft, how Good your breasts felt pressed against him. But right now, he's at a loss over this revelation, and several more that followed when your scent, a mix of perfume and your natural scent, wafted to his nose, and he found that he liked it. When you tried to regain your footing and unconsciously pressed yourself more onto him, he enjoyed the softness of your belly against the firm, scarred planes of his abdomen. When you finally found balance on your feet and let out a burst of sheepish giggles and a slurred "thanks", he considered that maybe he'd like to hear more of that in the future

Hed awkwardly clear his throat, secretly baffled by the sudden tightness of his tie around his neck, and give a short sound of acknowledgement as he surreptitiously shifts his belt around his hips (👀).

Ofc he accompanies you to the train station, and insists that he sees you get home safely bc hes a gentleman

Spoiler: he finally gives in a jacks off to you 3 weeks after the incident kandmsmsm

Im tipsy so this is the PERFECT time to answer this sksksk

Nah but fr do you have a writing blog bc you should definitely start a writing blog this was such a treat to read, i was so engaged from start to finish im just amazed by this thank you so much for sharing 💕

ANYWAYS, just—this idea is so delightful. Meeting Nanami when you two worked at the same company and somehow you wormed your way into his favor and you've become good acquaintances, even friends. The two of you still hang out occasionally even after he leaves, going out for drinks about once a month. You just chat and catch up, nothing fancy.

Oh god, but being a lush and barely handling your alcohol, getting giddy and flirtatious, giggling at every little thing. He just shakes his head for the most part, but then you insist on sitting right next to him and leaning on his shoulder. He acts unbothered but he's so tense, you're so pretty and smell so good and he's struggling not to brick up in the middle of the restaurant. He's so infatuated with you but he's too nervous to ever suggest something intimate or make a move on you, that's not the kind of man he is.

God forbid you get clingy when you drink, turning affectionate and loving. He wouldn't know what to do with himself if you looked up at him with those hazy eyes and that precious pout, asking if he thinks you're pretty. He wouldn't know how to handle that, but if you did ever make a move on him be would stop your advances immediately. Yes, this is everything he's ever wanted, but this isn't the time or the place, you're not in your right mind, you'd likely never do this sober. He'll peel your hands away and mumblr about how you're too drunk to have a coherent thought, guiding you into your apartment. He helps you to your room, making sure you're safe and secure before he takes his leave. He feels like he's suffocating once he gets home, swallowing hard as he pulls out his stiff cock and jerks himself off leaning against his front door, thinking about how soft and warm you were through your clothes and how it would be so much better if be was touching your bare skin.

#ask #nanami kento #smut #im sorry if this jsnt coherent im so sleepy but i love you for sending this thank u so much 💕#☀️ asks

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ramzawrites · 3 years

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Rivals - Prince!Reader x Prince!Eret

Male

Pairings: Eret x Reader

Characters included: Eret

Warnings: n/a

Series: a request from 🌱🌟 my beloved <3 /p

Summary: Prince Y/N and Prince Eret hated each other. That was just a fact. Mostly causing trouble together in order to one up the other. Though over the time even their relationship can change.

Words count: 5367

Authors Note: I’ll be honest you hit me with this request at a very good time so I ended up writing 10 pages in one go haha

At the end I made the executive decision to finally cut it off or I probably would have written even more, for which I’m honestly don’t have the time at the moment. I hope it’s not that obvious but if it is I apologize.

Thank you for the request 🌱🌟

I am reposting it since the original post doesn’t seem to appear in the tags no need to check the original post but I wanted to give a reason why it’s twice on my blog

Prince Eret and Prince Y/N hated each other.

That was just a universally accepted thing and something that made sense. Just like how water is wet, the ground was made out of dirt, Eret and Y/N hated each other.

Both of their respecting kingdoms never had a good relationship to say the least. Way back in the day the two nations have wared against each other which almost ruined both kingdoms forcing the two to an act of neutrality with the behest of the neighboring kingdoms.

Though this was way off in the past. Nowadays they had rebuilt. Their forces and monetary situation stood strong but they stayed neutral. Eyeing each other closely for any slip ups, though they were also bound to contracts that would involve other nations as well should they begin to go to war again, which wasn’t in interest for both parties.

So they tried to mostly ignore each other which only worked to an extent. If you are a strong nation with an impressive military force or with a lot of money, other nations will invite you to their balls, banquets or whatever fancy party they have going at that point. And it was in your best interest to join these as well, to show off your might, wealth or to connect with other foreign powers.

The first time Y/N’s family took him with them to one of these balls, he was barely six years old.

For a six year old a ball was a boring affair. All the adults were courteously laughing and only sipping on their drinks. Occasionally walking on the stage to dance to the slow and boring music.

Y/N was busy watching two older women dance in tandem. Their dresses and silk moving together in a sea of fabric that seemed to hypnotized the child as he sat on the side of the stage. His parents were off somewhere else, feeling they could trust enough in his proper upbringing to not cause any problems, that they left him. Saying that he should try to enjoy himself.

Enjoy himself how? Dance with the lonely grandma that was busy drinking away all the wine in the castle? No, thank you.

Finally tearing his eyes off the dancing women Y/N noticed how someone else was cautiously approaching him. It was another kid in what he assumed was his age. This stranger had fluffy wild hair and had a sympathetic smile on his face. He wore a simple suit similar to Y/N’s but there were a ton of differences in details.

As he got closer Y/N could swear that something seemed off about him. Something in him was screaming but he couldn’t place why he felt like that.

“Hello.” The other kid greeted Y/N.

Y/N looked around the room for a second before setting his attention back on him “Hello. Who are you?” There was a small hope in him, hey maybe this boring ball won’t be so boring after all.

With a proud expression the kid did a proper royal greeting, bowing in front of Y/N for a second “I am Prince Eret from the mighty nation of-“

But Y/N interrupted him “Prince Eret?! I know of you! My parents warned me and told me to ignore you.” He then stuck his tongue out and made a point to look away from him.

Eret furrowed his brows, exclaiming loudly his confusion to this reaction “Huh? Why?”

Y/N rolled his eyes and got off the chair he was sitting on. Just like Eret, he did his own version of the royal greeting that he got taught by his etiquette teachers “I am Prince Y/N.”

He knew he didn’t need to say more which got confirmed by Eret’s worried and confused expression turning into a proper frown.

“Oh, yuck, so that’s what you look like.”

Y/N gasped in anger “What do you mean yuck? You are the yuck one here! Between the two of us I’m clearly the cooler prince!”

“Oh really? Prove it.” Eret huffed as he crossed his arms in front of his chest.

Now fired up Y/N looked frantically through the whole ball room but couldn’t seem to come up with anything, that was until he saw a servant of the local royal family sauntering around with a plate of drinks and even with a few cheese and meat skewers.

“I bet I could steal more of these skewers from the servants than you.”

Instead of backing down Eret now had a competitive glint in his eyes “You are on.”

And that’s how both Eret and Y/N got into their first real trouble with their parents and other nobles.

They snuck around the people, hiding behind huge skirts and trying their best to grab a skewer from the plate. At first they waited for the servant to look away while they were talking to someone but soon their maneuvers turned riskier and riskier. Jumping up to grab one or even trying to distract them before grabbing another.

At some point for whatever reason both jumped into the air at the same time, grabbing the same skewer which ended with them smashing into the servant who in return fell down, the drinks spilling onto a couple that stood closely by.

As the adults were trying to understand what just happened Y/N grabbed Eret’s arm and yelled “Run!”

The two begun running away, making their way into the garden, hiding behind a bush as they heard some adults screaming and running around.

Y/N didn’t care if Eret got caught by the adults but he was worried he might sell him out to them as well. No, he was positive he would definitely snitch on him.

Out of breath the two kids huddled together, keeping their ears open, trying to catch any sound that might come closer to them.

Eret looked at Y/N “I clearly won.” He then showed off the skewers he was holding against his suit, effectively ruining it.

Y/N shook his head, showing his own off “Nuh-uh. I clearly won.”

For some reason or another they managed to acquire the same amount of food so they sadly had to come to the conclusion that this was a tie. As they angrily begun snacking on their loot, they still continued throwing childish insults at each other.

This only lasted for a few minutes until their parents found them and figuratively tore them away to yell at them. Saying things like “this is not the proper behavior of a prince! Now we have to apologize to all the people! Do you know what this could cost us?”

From that point on their rivalry really started. Every few months they would meet up again by proxy of being invited to the same noble festivities. In fact every time Y/N was on such a party he fully expected Eret being there as well.

He would arrive and keep look out for that oh so dashing prince from the rival kingdom. Y/N scoffed, Eret wished he thought of him like that but in truth Y/N probably knew the best what kind of idiot he could be. After all he had firsthand experience for this.

While they always ended up in some sort of trouble there was this one moment, when they were twelve years old, that always stood out to him.

As usual Eret and Y/N found each other during a banquet. Both immediately fell back into arguing and making fun of each other. The adults got so tired of it that they sent the two outside so they could, in their words, cool down.

“You look ridiculous in your suit.” Eret mumbled towards Y/N as they wandered outside into the garden. Y/N just rolled his eyes as a response, choosing to ignore Eret at this point, not feeling comfortable with being banished outside together with him.

The garden was beautiful, of course.

Different kinds of flowers were planted along all the sides of the garden. Between them stood a few Willow trees with their long leaves hanging above the flowers and seating opportunities while in the middle of the whole place stood a beautiful huge pond with a statue protruding from the middle of it. The statue displayed two unidentifiable human beings holding on to each other, both holding an urn up into the air together where some water was rushing out ouf down into the pond.

While this all, together with the moon light, looked almost magical Y/N was more concentrated on what was inside the pond.

As he walked over to the water he could see a few koi fish flitting around in there. He sat down and lazily begun drawing invisible patterns into the water. Sometimes the fish would come close only to immediately swim away once they either saw the hand or felt the movement.

Eret was just standing dumbfounded to the side. Staring at Y/N which infuriated him. He could feel his dark eyes lingering on him and it just annoyed him. Eret finally shut up but now he was just standing there in uncomfortable silence.

Y/N let out a frustrated sigh “Stop doing that.”

Eret looked bewildered at that “Stop, what?”

“Staring! I can see you staring! I know I’m handsome but come on.” Y/N snickered at the last part.

This time Eret rolled his eyes “Nah, I was just thinking how easy it would be to push you into the water right now and was debating if it was worth getting into trouble for it.”

“And what did your small brain come up with?”

Eret walked over and sat down next to Y/N “It’s sadly not worth it. I feel like I would get in even more trouble than last time when I was destroying you in that food fight.”

Y/N angrily shook his head “Oh, no! I was winning! You were lucky my father literally pulled me away from you or you wouldn’t even be standing here right now!”

“You wish! Your father saved the small bit of dignity you have!”

Ignoring Eret’s attempt to obviously rile him up and make him more angry, Y/N turned now fully away from him and instead returned to watching the fish. They looked more interesting and had more personality than Eret anyhow.

It was also definitely easier to look at the animals than Eret. Every time he would look at him even only for a little bit this fuzzy anger inside the pit of Y/N’s stomach would come up and by god he hated it. Unbeknownst to him this feeling was mutual.

Eret almost seemed chuffed that Y/N didn’t seem to react and instead chose to follow him suit with watching the fish.

“If we are already stuck out here let’s make it at least interesting.” Y/N broke the silence “Let’s catch some fish. I’m betting I can catch more than you.”

Eret was already getting rid of his jacket and pushed his sleeves up “I doubt that!”

Not wasting time Y/N shed his jacket as well and rolled his sleeves up only to jump into the water himself once the fish stayed out of both their reaches due to their incessant punching into the water.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Not losing!” was all Y/N said.

Eret not feeling too keen on possibly losing, jumped into the pond as well, trying to ignore Y/N who was inadvertently splashing water his way.

As a bit of a payback Eret threw some water towards Y/N which resulted in him loosing a prime chance for trying to grab a fish.

Everything is allowed in love and war after all and this was definitely war.

Though this action led to Y/N retaliating with spraying water back on Eret. Soon the two didn’t care about the fish anymore and were too busy trying to wrestle the other under the water. It wasn’t a full blown fight, no real punches fell but there was a lot of pushing and pulling.

They only stopped once they heard a blood curdling scream. Apparently the noble who owned the garden saw them inside her pond and was obviously not too pleased with it.

Yeah, there was a lot of anger and screaming afterwards but for Y/N and Eret it just fueled their hatred toward each other. If the other one wasn’t there, then they wouldn’t have this problem in the first place but since this wasn’t the case all they could do as proper heirs to their respecting kingdoms was to make the others existence pain.

Over the years their rivalry became infamous and nobles who invited both to their festivities either tried to keep increased watch over them or to the detriment of both sides of the families, tried to incite them. Noble people where a strange lot, trying to find entertainment in the weirdest places.

Not that Y/N or Eret cared too much. They were too busy trying to screw the other over though their methods changed over the years. As kids they were more physical with it while the older they got they tended to use their words more and more to the relieve of their parents.

A good example for that was when both were about sixteen years old.

At this point they learned to rein in their anger towards the other and instead concentrated more or less on their royal duties. Well, they tried but every time they saw each other anger would just flood their systems.

It was a typical ball really. The nobles were busy mingling with each other, spreading false compliments in order to gain the political or social upper hand. Some called it an intricate game but Y/N thought it was just stupid. Just say what you think and don’t sugar coat it. That was something and maybe the only thing he and Eret could agree on. As much as he hated that guy he wasn’t scared to tell Y/N what he thought of him.

He appreciated him for that. A shiver ran down his spine as soon as that thought crossed his mind and Y/N just shoved it away. Never in his life would he actually appreciate that mad prince.

That said it was a bit weird how he hasn’t spotted Eret yet. Not that he was specifically looking out for him or anything. He just wanted to be aware where he was so he could avoid him. Was he invited? His family was here but he seemed to be gone. Maybe he finally gave up trying to one up Y/N and stayed home.

Y/N doubted that though. The only reason why Eret wouldn’t appear to something like this was if he was seriously sick. It happened only once and Y/N ended up being bored to death. So what if he derived entertainment from his rival? That’s a part of the reason what rivalries are for, right?

Spending so much time thinking about him made Y/N uncomfortable. This one feeling in the pit of his stomach just flared up again which he didn’t appreciate one bit. Just another reason why Eret was so annoying. He was the only person this happened with.

Bored out of his mind Y/N begun moving through the ball room. There was one place Eret could be hiding away at. If anything Y/N could predict some behavior from him over the years. Making sure to stay away from all the dancing people and the conversations, not feeling interested to take part in it. Instead he moved towards the gardens.

It was just the place he and Eret would default to since at the slightest chance of trouble the other nobles liked to throw them out immediately.

So when he spotted Eret walking around the rose bushes it didn’t completely surprise him.

“And here I thought I spied a birds nest in between the bushes but alas it is just Eret’s hair.”

Eret visibly flinched once he heard Y/N. Apparently he had been so busy with his own thoughts that he didn’t notice Y/N approaching him. He frowned at the other prince while he in return was just smirking smugly.

Sighing Eret walked over to a particular big rose and begun inspecting it“ And I thought I would finally be free of you. You arrived late, huh?”

“Hardly my fault, though I too was hoping you finally conceded and stayed home but here you are just staring at some roses like some hopeless romantic prince from some sort of fairy tale.”

When Eret didn’t immediately fire back and hesitated Y/N’s eyes widened “No! Don’t tell me! Don’t tell me you actually have a crush on someone! Who is the poor person?”

As he spoke the words out loud it felt like his chest was ablaze. Something about that thought rubbed him the wrong way. He just labelled it as a different way for his annoyance towards Eret to show up but it confused him nonetheless.

Realistically what did he care about his love affairs?

Finally Eret vehemently shook his head “No, nothing like that! Why was this where your mind went? I was just bored and am looking at the flowers. Even you can admit that they are pretty, right?” Eret chuckled “Or are you jealous somehow?”

“Only in your dreams.” Y/N responded with a disgusted expression on his face.

“Nightmares you mean.” Eret added before pulling one rose out of the bush.

Y/N looked around hoping none of the staff or someone else saw this “Dude, what the hell are you doing? If you get into trouble for stealing flowers and I’m around everyone will think I’m part of this.”

“They won’t notice, Y/N. Well, they will only notice it if you aren’t careful enough. You need to have an eye for such things and me begrudgingly knowing you as well as I do, you do not have an eye for that.”

This is always how it happens. Every god damn time. One of the two would make a statement that the other person couldn’t do a very specific thing and all bets were off.

A dangerous glint appeared in Y/N’s eyes “I’ll give you the most amazing rose bouquet without tipping anyone off.” He didn’t seem to realize what he just said but Eret did.

While Y/N turned around in order to scour out the place Eret was still standing in the back. A soft blush on his face. Almost angry with himself he frowned and turned to the opposite direction Y/N just went. He was just so frustrating to be around. Doesn’t even think before he speaks.

This whole endeavor took longer than both initially expected. Most of the time they would just saunter between the bushes only occasionally plucking a flower off. Often enough the two stood in front of the same rose, trying to act as fast as possible to get it before the other.

Eret clearly went for the flower first but once his hand touched the stem of the rose, Y/N was there as well, his hand brushing past Eret’s, holding onto the lower part of the stem.

“You’ve got be kidding me.” Y/N cursed.

Eret squinted his eyes as he looked at him “What do you mean? I went for it first! You still continued grabbing it like the brute you are!”

Y/N gasped in a fake display of disbelief. Acting like the biggest insult just got hurled towards him when in fact Eret has said worse things before or even the countless nobles who suffered damages due to their shenanigans.

Both stared at each other, not letting go off the rose. Their brows furrowed into deep scowls as they just continued staring at each other. Hoping that for some reason any kind of weakness would just magically appear or that someone will let go off the damn flower.

It was incredibly uncomfortable for the both of them. Y/N and Eret both stared directly into each other’s eyes. Pink dusted faces turned towards one another, not daring to move a muscle.

“God, I hate you so much.” Y/N grumbled.

Eret nodded “Believe me the feeling is mutual.”

After a few more seconds of staring and angry expressions they both let go at the same time.

There they stood. Two princes of enemy kingdoms holding each a small bouquet of roses with blushing faces.

If you would ask them about it they would immediately exclaim the blush was just a result of their anger bubbling out.

Eret let out a breath he didn’t notice he was holding “Tie?”

Y/N looked down at his own bouquet “Yeah, sure, let’s call it a tie. This is stupid anyhow.”

That was the last time they saw each other for a while.

Since they both were heirs to their respective thrones they soon got sent away to boarding schools in order to get properly trained for their future duties. Besides being educated and introduced what these duties actually entailed, they also got trained in the art of combat.

While most of, if not all, nobles learn how to fight it was something expected from Y/N and Eret. They had to get good at it. A tradition that still stemmed from the waring days of their competing nations.

So for the next four years Y/N was sent away to a boarding school inside his own nation, only later hearing that Eret befell the same fate, which didn’t surprise him.

The years dragged on rather slowly. Most of the subjects were boring but Y/N realized they were important so he put himself through the grueling task of proper studying. The daily training sessions helped him immensely by bringing some sort of change to his every day and tended to look forward to them. Mostly since he became good friends with his coach. A mercenary hired by his family to train him.

Becoming a friend to him, while others tried stay away from Y/N. Most didn’t dare to approach the only heir of their kingdom, others knew he was a bit of a troublemaker and stayed away from him because of it.

Y/N caught himself missing Eret from time to time. While he was annoying and infuriating at best, Y/N couldn’t help but think it was more enjoyable than spending his time alone surrounded by people around his age.

Every now and again his thoughts would always jump back to Eret. Hell, he even once considered writing him a letter before he stopped in his tracks, realizing what he was about to do. Silently chastising himself for it.

Y/N graduated when he was twenty. His parents amazed by his progress threw compliments towards his improved behavior.

“Guess Prince Eret was the problem all along.” His mother noted.

He scoffed, of course Eret was the majority of the reason for the problems. His mother only needed to mention him and Y/N already felt the same annoyance from back then again. Guess some things never change.

It was the time for a lot of nobles to graduate so one family took it up on themselves to prepare a grand ball in order to celebrate these young adults. It also helped to bring all the heirs and influential people together to form new relationships that could be beneficial for their future rule.

Y/N got invited as well.

As a graduation gift his parents bought him fancy new clothes made out of the finest cloth. While he thought it was a bit over the top, it was comfortable so he didn’t complain too much. They even fashioned him with a ceremonial crown that complimented the whole outfit quite nicely.

It was only then that it really sunk in what this all meant for him. He had to act proper no matter what from now on. While people were always aware of him, now they were really watching. This also meant he had to start to properly get into contact with other influential families and nations which meant he had to actually dance on this ball.

So when he and his family stepped out of the wagon that brough them to this event, his heart was beating fast. Y/N was nervous and yet he still managed to put on a confident smile. He didn’t go through all these etiquette classes without learning a few things at least.

When he walked into the ball room, a servant announced his and his families arrival which caused a lot of people to turn their heads. It was the first official outing of an heir to an incredibly strong nation, of course they wanted to see what he was like.

In fact it didn’t take long until Y/N got swarmed by multiple people talking courteously and making conversation with him. He returned the gestures and mingled with the others, curious to see if anyone interesting was here. It was the first time in a long time people didn’t seem to avoid him, even if it was purely for the purpose of forming new beneficial connections.

It beat sitting around alone.

Y/N slowly scanned the huge room with his eyes that’s when he spied something that made his heart figuratively jump into his throat.

In the corner stood someone tall with a shock of brown and fluffy hair that got pushed down by a crown. He wore an amazing suit made out of silk and with a variant of different purples completed with something that resembled a cape. As he talked to the person in front of him he had this huge, genuine, beautiful smile on his face that made Y/N’s heart skip a beat.

He was handsome that’s all he could say about him. Knocking all the air out of Y/N’s lungs.

Pressing his hand against his madly blushing face Y/N tried to look like he was deep in thought and not just silently checking out this one person way off in the corner.

“Be still my beating heart.” Y/N mumbled as he pressed his free hand on his chest. Feeling his heart beating fast and hard against his ribcage. Luckily no one heard him but he did receive a few worried and confused looks. Guess he wasn’t as sneaky about his display of emotions as he had thought.

Y/N took a deep breath in and coughed in order to calm himself down a bit “I’m sorry to interrupt you all, but I need to go. I need to find something out. It was an honor talking with you and I hope we can continue this later on.”

With all the confidence he didn’t have Y/N slowly made his way towards that person. Something was just pulling him towards him and he needed to at least know his name. It was like his heart and mind both yelled at Y/N.

While walking he could tell that his breath was short. He felt hot and he was certain that his face was still in a lovely shade of red.

Did he just develop a probably one sided crush? Perhaps.

Once he got close enough, he begun to tremble. His knees felt weak and by god he wanted to turn around but something in him just forced him to move on. As if this was his only chance to ever exchange even a word with that stranger.

Y/N was about to put on a polite smile and wave towards him but the stranger was faster and turned towards him.

The stranger audibly and unmistakably gasped. His eyes wide open as his face suddenly turned into a similar shade of red to Y/N.

“Hello.” Y/N begun speaking. He wanted to introduce himself but his voice failed him. Throat and lips dry out of nervousness.

“Y/N?” he spoke with a deep, soothing voice and Y/N had to admit he liked hearing his name coming out of his mouth.

Wait that handsome stranger knew him?

That’s when it hit him. But that can’t be! That was impossible, he would have recognized him immediately!

“Oh. Eret?”

Y/N put his hand against his mouth trying to hide the smile and blush. Why was he feeling like this? Why wasn’t his typical white anger returning? He still had that fuzzy feeling in the pit of his stomach but something felt different. Maybe it was the maturity from the years or maybe he just imagined it.

Eret was madly blushing and just staring at Y/N as he slowly lifted up his trembling hand “Let’s talk. Would you care for a dance?”

That feeling in his stomach increased as well as the beating of his heart and yet Y/N put his hand into that of Eret’s. Together they walked towards the middle of the room. Slowly beginning to dance.

Y/N was at this point biting his lip. He wanted to talk, say anything but his mind was running in overdrive. No proper sentences would form. Luckily some sort of muscle memory jumped in when it came to the dancing but everything else? No, he was completely screwed.

Why now? Why was he reacting like this?

“You look like you are doing well.” Eret suddenly spoke. His voice trembling almost as much as his hands.

Y/N nodded as he continued moving in tandem with Eret. Their feet skillfully moving around on the dance floor.

“You look good, uh, I mean, you look alright as well, you do look good but I mean you seem to be doing good as well.” After Y/N stammered that out he mentally begun cursing himself out.

He used to wrestle Eret into the mud, why is this happening to him? Why can’t he just go back to his anger, that was easier to deal with. Wait, is that the reason why their anger towards each other held on for so long? Sure, their families had always a rivalry but over time something must have subtly changed concerning their relationship that it managed to end up like this.

Y/N felt like a lovesick pre-teen and he hated it.

Eret suddenly let out a short laugh “I’m guessing you didn’t expect this as well?”

Y/N raised his eyebrows “I- I have no idea what you mean. Like, seriously, what exactly of this do you mean?” Of course his nervousness showed itself via him ranting his thoughts off.

“Us meeting like this again.”

“Seeing our past track record I feel like it was inevitable, though this time it certainly does feel different.”

“Yeah, I can tell.” Eret smirked and gave Y/N a wink only to end up turning back into a blushing mess himself.

Now Y/N begun to chuckle, his blush ever present on his face, he pressed his forehead against Eret’s shoulder. Trying his best to hide his face from his view, not willing to give Eret the satisfaction that he succeeded in whatever the hell he just did.

Instead of stopping the two continued to dutifully dance. The best way for a private conversation was while dancing after all but the two were too busy snickering at themselves.

While Y/N had his head still pressed against Eret, Eret spoke up “I’m glad you are here, Y/N. Meeting you here like that again after these years, it made me realize something.”

“Like what?” The same was true of him, of course but he was almost scared of saying it out loud.

Y/N looked back up again but Eret hesitated. His eyes landed on Y/N’s lips only to immediately snap back up to his eyes.

So when he asked “May I?” Y/N knew exactly what he meant.

He gave him a nod which resulted in the two stopping to dance. Eret placed one of his hands against Y/N’s jawline and the other continued to rest at his side as he closed the space between their lips. At first softly brushing their lips for a small second but then Eret went back in pressing his lips properly on Y/N’s only to separate after a few moments.

Y/N put his hands on Eret’s chest, feeling his rapidly beating heart beneath his fingertips “I thought you hated me.” He noted smugly.

Eret laughed “I guess we both were wrong in some way.” He immediately dove back into Y/N’s lips, deepening the kiss, ignoring the confused and surprised noises from all the other guests.

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lazyexcuse · 3 years

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Ignoring levi ackerman for 24 hours prank? Headcannons!

A/n: this was cute! I enjoyed doing this! （＾ω＾）

Words: 1. 2k

Characters/Pairings: Levi Ackerman x fem! reader

Warnings: cussing 18+ words

He's...... Slow to even realize your doing the prank?

But he is a little confused as to when he wakes up late on a tuesday morning and your not next to him sound asleep in bed.

Usually he wakes up before you do?

He's Even more confused when you don't respond to any of his kisses or hugs. You just...? Go tense when he's around?

Did he do something to upset you? He can't recall doing anything that would make you repel against him?

He's more worried then confused at this point.

He then pushes it off and just figured you didn't get much sleep last night or something.

So without another word he takes a shower and begins preparing himself for work.

You let out a breath as you hear the front door close signalling Levi went to leave for work.

You feel bad for doing the prank, you really do! But it so much fun to see his reaction. He just looks so confused!! And heartbroken at the same time.

Should you stop? Are you going to far?

Nah...

Hanji made a bet with Eren and mikisa that you would drop out in the first few hours.

The only reason you found out about the bet to begin with was because of mikisa.

Plus you already started so why stop now?

When Levi comes home he trys again, Thinking your in a better mood now then you were this morning.

But you do it again, you turned your head away.

Finally after trying a few more kisses he decides to say something.

"What the hell? Did I do something to upset you? Why aren't you loving me back yet?"

Nothing.

No reaction from you.

"Hey! You better be paying attention to me!"

Still nothing.

He becomes more distressed.

"Did Kenny say something to you!? Is that why your mad at me? I told you not to believe anything that comes out of that fuckers mouth, didn't I?"

Stilllllll nothhhinggggg~

Your laughing on the inside honesty. Carefully biting your lower lip to sustain the ear to ear grin growing on your face while you watch your fiance trot around the house. His hands combing through his hair as he tries to figure out what the fuck happened to you! And why the fuck you’re ignoring him!

"Your driving me crazy women, and I fucking hate it.” He says as he walks over to you and kneeled down. He grabs your hands and forces you to look him in the eyes as he goes about to speak.

"What. Is. Wrong. Y/n? Tell me, Please?" He pleads desperately but is careful not to show it to much on his face and he stares you up and down.

“You’re.. you’re not going to leave me, are you?”

Finally after everything and not being able to hold it in anymore, you let out a loud screeching laugh as you fall to the ground rolling around of pure amusement.

"i- i- I'm sorry! I can't! I can't h-old it in anymore" you say between breaths.

You don't know, but as soon as you fell to the ground laughing, Levi lets out a big sigh of relief as he spots your laughing figure rolling around on the ground.

You got him.... You got him big time!

He thought you were gonna leave him in all honesty. He wouldn't blame you, He short, rude, hardheaded and loves to clean.

But to you, He's your soulmate and the one man you'd do anything for. You wouldn't leave him. He'd haft to leave you first and even then, your putting up one hell of a fight to get him back.

"Hey! Stop laughing! It wasn't that funny! And because of that little stunt you pulled you got Cleaning duty tomorrow!"

<\\3

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ji-yaaan · 4 years

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Anonymous asked:

Hello! I like your blog and the little comments here and there makes me laugh at times hehe ^^ May I request headcanons for Vil, Leona, Mal, and Floyd reactions and what they'll do to reconcile w/ the reader after a very hearted argument to which Reader may have said "I hate you" before storming out. Would they wait for a bit? A few days or hours? Or would they be upfront with their apology immediately? Reader also apologizes at the end, crying slightly if that's okay. If you notice me, thanks!

°•°•𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐞?•°•°•

HC's with: Leona, Vil, Floyd, and Malleus.

Note: Ofc, I was late yet again. Pls forgive me dear sir... And ofc tumblr hates me so it won't cooperate! Drafts got deleted 3 times.... so if it somehow becomes inconsistent... I DEEPLY APOLOGIZE! STONE ME GENTLY! anyways, i hope you enjoy this, actually no, I beg that you enjoy this?! Idk lololololololololol.

[𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚍? 𝙸𝚍𝚔 𝚕𝚘𝚕]

°•°•°•𝙇𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙖 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙧 •°•°•°

“I HATE YOU!” with bits of tears in your eyes, you slammed the door shut behind you leaving Leona dumbfounded all by himself.

You hate him?You hate him!?!? Is that like for real??? He’ll scratch the back of his head in shame of pushing things too far to the point you were in tears.

But what can he do? His pride caught the best of him and he acted rash in the heat of the moment. This prideful lion just doesn’t know when to shut up smh.ಥ‿ಥ

He’ll try to remember when did everything started to go wrong, but he'll just get more and more guilty the more he thinks about it.

“Tchhhh... I messed up big time...”

It's not his style to give up easily, but his mind was set in a frenzy the moment he thinks about you leaving him.

A day without you started to become dull and boring the moment he grew fond of you. So it somehow became a habit of his to constantly seek you unconsciously. Whether it's a whiff of your scent, your voice ringing in the hallways, even the sound of your footsteps is something he could easily recognize.

But now that the two of you fought, this lion will find any way possible to avoid you seeing him.

Yeah... it will probably take a while for him to apologize...(꒦ິ⌓꒦ີ)

But when the time does come, expect Leona to prepare a simple yet sincere apology.

“Oi herbivore... Sorry about the other day ok? I missed my pillow for a while now...I lose...”

Simple yet sincere :') The prideful arrogant lion somehow learned to apologize despite his ego way ahead of him. He can't stand the thought of loosing you ok? (｡•́︿•̀｡)

°•°•°•°•𝙑𝙞𝙡 𝙎𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙚𝙣𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙩•°•°•°•°•

“VIL STOP IT! I hate this! I hate everything! I hate you!” you quickly ran away to the door as vil stood in his spot stupefied.

You hate him? You hate the Vil Schoenheit himself?Then so be it...

Vil is basically pissed and angry™. Moreover, you had the guts and audacity to tell him you hate him. His pride was shattered in front of him. And he's not happy about that (꒦ິ⌓꒦ີ)

Nope. Nah. Never. He's not apologizing anytime sooner now. He'll be waiting for that spicy well deserved apology you have for him...

He'll try his best to avoid you and give you the sassy cold shoulder treatment™. It will probably last for a few days or maybe a week. He has his pride y’know?

Not until he hears a muffled sob in the hallways and realized it was your voice. You looked visibly upset and sad as you cried your heart out, all alone in the empty hallways.

Oh no... What did he do? Was his nagging that bad? Did he take it too far with the makeovers? Guilt ate his soul away as he tried to sort out his thoughts with the clear image of your crying face embedded in his mind.

“Okay... Maybe I did take it a little too far...”

Making up his mind, Vil will try to make everything set for tomorrow and apologize to you to fix this feud you both have. ( ╹▽╹ )

When classes are over and the two of you finally get to be alone, Vil will try to straighten this misunderstanding now! ( ꈍᴗꈍ)

“Hey Y/n I just want to tell you... I'm sorry.” “Vil I'm so sorry for the other day!-”

The both of you stared at each other with shock... Did the both of you just say sorry at the same time?

“Pfffttttt-” The both of you laugh from how hilarious this moment was. It felt as if the fight you had didn't happened at all. (人 •͈ᴗ•͈)

“Y/n I'm sorry... I took it too far with what I do without asking your opinion first...”

“Yeah... I'm sorry I lashed out at you too... That was petty...”

Vil will definitely make a million dollar once in a lifetime seen smile, so you better treasure this rare sight!!!(｡•̀ᴗ-)��

“No more fighting, okay? ”

•°•°•°•°•𝙁𝙡𝙤𝙮𝙙 𝙇𝙚𝙚𝙘𝙝•°•°•°•°•°

“Floyd I hate you!” you slammed your way out of the table, running away from Floyd.

Angering Floyd was not the brightest Idea in the book. His infamous “bad moods” was not something anyone would like to experience. But somehow, he was really pushy and annoying today and you were fed up with it.

“Ahhhh~ Koebi-chan hates me now? what do I do?”

Thankfully, Floyd wasn’t really angry, though he was sad and heart broken that his favorite person said they hated him.(╥╭╮╥)

Floyd is an impulsive boi, so he might secretly follow you to see your face or something lol.

Ofc, Knowing Floyd, he’d definitely skip classes and skip his job at the Mostro Lounge due to his mood swings. Ofc, a certain octoboi wasn’t really happy with this.

Azul will probs tell Jade to help out his brother or something, lol Azul be secretly worrying for the two of you loooool.

However, with the help of Jade, the mushroom eel himself, he can guide his brother to make up with you!!!

Thank god mushroom eel is here to save the day! ( ´◡‿ゝ◡`)

A fight with Floyd won’t really last long. Because Floyd being Floyd, he’ll naturally come to you like nothing ever happened! That’s why you have to be patient and understanding when it comes to Floyd ok?

With the biggest hug from behind you. There was a cute eel boi that has come to ambush you with love!

“Shrimppy! Don’t avoid meeee! I miss you so much so hang out with me at the Mostro Lounge againnn!”

Floyd is not really good with his words nor his apologies. Though, his blunt and honest demeanor is definitely one of his charming points!!!! (☆▽☆)

“Shrimpy! I have some takoyaki with me! let’s share them together ok?!”

Ugh, Floyd is too cute... It would be a capital sin to not forgive him and decline his offer! Tsk I’m watching you, you better accept that apology!

•°•°•°•𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙪𝙨 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙖•°•°•°

“MALLEUS I HATE YOU!”

Shock. Pure shock. You hate him? The last thing Malleus wants is to hurt your feelings. In his eyes, humans are delicate and vulnerable beings, so he tries his best to protect you and treat you with utter delicacy. Yet it seems as if he failed to do that...

Just before you slam the door behind you and escape this fight, a hand grabs your wrist in attempts to stop you. Nonetheless you still make your way out, leaving Malleus standing there alone.

Malleus was deeply hurt and sorry for making you sad and angry. His heart was shattered with the thought of you leaving him, someone who made their way this close to his heart, someone he cherishes deeply.

But this fight wont really last long because Malmal would definitely try and apologize as quickly as possible!(ᓀ˵▾˵ᓂ)

Malleus is the soft type of person and I feel like he’d give up easily if it was you lol.(｡•́︿•̀｡)

Even if his apology was heard but not accepted, he’d gladly say his sorry no matter how much time and patience it will take, just for you to forgive him.༎ຶ‿༎ຶ

He’ll try to give you and Hour or two to clear your mind, then he’ll apologize!

Standing in front of your room, he’ll knock lightly at the door in front of him... No answer... So you’re still mad huh?

Leaning his forehead at the door, He’ll try to talk to you in hope for you to come out of your room. But nahhh, no signs of you leaving your room soo (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

He’ll mutter apologies after another just in case you hear them :’D

“Y/n I’m sorry for hurting your feelings earlier... that was rash of me to say, so I truly apologize... I hope my feelings reach you.”

Hearing his voice, it would prolly sound as if he’s ready to cry any moment by now. You’d be a monster if you don’t forgive this fae cutie!!!(┛◉Д◉)┛彡┻━┻

When you finally come out of the door to see him. I bet you he’s moment away from his tear dripping down. Ó╭╮Ò

“You’re not mad now right? Then is it fine to ask if we eat some ice cream later?”

You bet that Malleus would give you the biggest cheeriest grin in the entire world! oh the things you keep doing to him never surprises him. Pls dont leave this cinnamon roll or else-

That's it cuties! I need to sleep now- my classes are thriving, but I'm not!!!

God, school stuff are taking away my precious freedom and time for writing smh.

Oh god, I'm ranting again... What's new? AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

Anyways, I need to woosh now and I hope you enjoyed this one!!!

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the-shiftshop · 3 years

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One Touch - Part 1

Inspired by @dark-limbo. Might want to check this blog out!

DISCLAIMER: This story might not focus on character development and plot. The story you’re about to read will solely focus on having fun with writing erotic stories. Nevertheless, this story will be filled with foreplay, intimacy and sex, a lot of sex. If straight forward stories are not your thing, I apologize, but otherwise you want to enjoy reading intimate scenes, then welcome and hop on.

This story, One Touch, will also be interactive in a way where the most votes in the poll below will be followed in the next chapter. Enjoy

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All I need is one touch. Just one touch to take control of anyone I want. Just one touch to make them do what I ask them to. I’ve been training with this new found power for over a year now, thanks to that Guide to Hypnosis book that I’ve bought for a very good price.

I’ve been hypnotizing my way throughout my sophomore year. My freshman year had not been that great and through making people do what I want, I’ve been getting great scores that made me catch up with my grades. Just one touch, I make my professors alter my grade, or make my homework, or make them think that they’ve been taking care of me and it’s their job to make sure I do great in school. I’ve been getting free coffee in the university café since the start of my sophomore year. Just one touch to make the manager think I’m their special costumer.

So far I have almost done everything that I have always wanted with hypnosis, except one that I have been craving since I’ve learned about hypnosis. No, it’s not about getting famous. It’s not about robbing a bank and getting away with it with hypnosis. It’s not about getting revenge on people who did me wrong.

It’s intimacy.

I may have touched other people’s hands, arms or shoulders, but even my own body is touch deprived. I’ve been wanting someone to touch me, grope me, kiss me, make them do whatever I ask them to. Now with this power, I can finally make anyone have intense intimacy with me. I’ve trained for over a year for this. I can’t let every attempt fail and make them weirded out, or let people know I can hypnotize anyone I want.

So far, I’ve tried this once with my roommate, Robert.

It was our finals in sophomore. Robert is sitting on his bed, studying for our exams. Looking somewhat stressed, groaning while flipping through the pages of the print-outs which he borrowed from me, and then scrolling through his laptop. I should have been studying as well, but there was something I’ve been focusing on other than studying. Still nervous if this will work, my heart beating fast.

To be honest, I’m not really that attracted to Robert. I find him cute, muscular and all, but I have never considered having sex with him, but so far he’s the only one available right now.

“I’m tired!” Robert complained and dropped my print-outs on the floor. This gave me an opportunity not to miss. I quickly grabbed my print-outs from the floor.

“Dude. Told you to take care of my stuff.” I said, standing up.

“Sorry, man. I’m just super stressed with this one. I give up.” He said, lying down.

I handed out my print-outs to him which at first, he ignored. “Robert, just grab this already.”

“Nah! Let me sleep.” He replied.

Not losing hope, I placed a hand on his arm. Just touching his arm made a significant change, which is always a hint that he’s already in trance. As soon as I touched his skin, he took a deep breathe and his breathing went slower, introducing him to a much relaxed state. I grinned, thinking the first step worked.

“Sit back up.” I said, he followed.

“Why not, let me give you a massage on my bed? Stand up and go to my bed, then lie on your chest.”

“Sure. I think I need a massage.” He replied in his usual tone

This is common with people I control. They’ll just follow whatever I ask them as if they have their free will. They still act like themselves, talk and reply in affirmation to whatever I ask them to do.

Robert grabbed his phone and dove to my bed.

He started scrolling through his phone and then stopped for a while to look at me.

“What’chu waiting for?” He asked, smiling at me, excited for his massage.

I moved near beside his hip, my left leg above the bed in a position where I can give him a massage with me beside him. I started massaging his back. That was the time I have been that close to Robert. I have never touched any part of his body, heck even a pat on the back, or a man hug. I have shook his hand when we first men in freshmen year, but that was when I don’t know about hypnosis yet.

“Feeling good already?” I asked him. I knew I have not been properly massaging him, but with just this question, he groaned in pleasure.

“Yeah, man. That feels great.”

I couldn’t wait that long anymore. I moved my hands on his exposed skin once more and he look another deep breath.

“Kiss me.” Just a simple command.

He sat back up and without wasting any second, he pulled me by my head and placed his lips on mine. He was not doing anything else but a smack. I nervously moved a hand to his crotch. He was not hard at all. That was just a smack. I pulled away and he was just staring at me, not saying anything. I moved my hand to his perk nipples and teased them through his shirt.

“How does this feel?” I asked.

“Nothing at all.” He replied.

“Then it’ll start feeling great every second.” I stared in his eyes.

He started to blush. With a pinch, he adjusted himself on my bed, then gave a very soft moan. I placed another hand on his other nipple which drove him moaning hard.

“How does this feel?”

“It feels weird, man, but... They’ve never been this sensitive before...” He ended with another moan. I can see his cock finally bulging through his shorts.

“Let me touch you down there.” I said.

“Anything you want.” He agreed so I moved my right hand to his hard on.

“Horny?”

“So much. You’re so good...” Again, he ended with a moan.

“Why not play with mine too?” I removed my hand from his nipples but kept the other hand on his cock just to give his arms space to touch me too.

“Sure thing...” He was looking away from me but his hand went to my own hard on. “You’re hard too... Damn you’re big.”

“You wanna see?”

“Yeah.”

This time, my heartbeats got so fast that I may faint in no time. I relaxed myself for a while first, but his hand touching my cock is just droving me to a much aroused state.

“Let me see yours too.” I said.

He immediately pulled his cock out his shorts. He grabbed my hand and guided it to his shaft which again made him moan hard. His other hand pulled on my shorts to make my cock peek out.

“This might be too much to ask but...” He trailed off, I stared at him as he look away. He’s obviously super shy right now too. His cheeks are burning red. Still, he brought himself to his own courage. “Can you stroke me more?” He asked.

“If you’ll let me sit above you, I’ll stroke you more.”

He nodded and let his head fall back as I stroke him more. I moved closer to him, sat on his lap as I stroke him with one hand. My other hand pulled his face closer to mine. I stared him in the eye, but he tries to look away in embarrassment.

“No need to be embarrassed here. You’ve been confused about your sexuality ever since you’ve met me. I’m just trying to help you find the true you.”

“The true me...” His face blanked out for a bit as his memories adjust, with his moans still being consistent, then he came back to his senses once more.

“Look at me in the eye.” I commanded, he followed. “Look at my lips. Look at my body.” I followed. “There’s no need to be shy around me. You should even be thankful that I’m helping you release stress.”

��I am... very thankful...” He said in between moans. “Fuck, this feels so good.” He exclaimed, switching his focus from my eyes, lips and my body. “I’m gonna cum... Do it faster.”

“Touch my body.” I said, his hands move into my shirt.

I stroke him harder. Feeling his muscle tense a lot, seeing his views bulge against his skin. Before he release, I gave him one last command.

“You’ve been keeping that in for weeks now. That’s gonna be a huge load.”

“Y-Yeah! Yeah, it will! Oh fuck!” He screamed as he finally blew his load all over our clothes. I watched as a torrent of cum blow all over his chest, face and hair. Some even went into his mouth. After a few seconds, he stopped. Panting, he stared at me. He looks so cute and erotic at the same time. I wanted my release too.

“Come here.” I pulled him close and kiss him deep. He followed suit and let out tongues intertwine. His arms hugging me, our clothes and body sticky with cum. We continued as I grind my own cock against him. It didn’t take long as I was already near my limit just by looking at Robert like this, I came too.

After all of that, I asked him to join me in the shower. I let him clean me, touch my body, then I cleaned him back. In the end, we got dressed and went back to our own businesses.

“Hey.” Robert called. “Thanks for the massage.”

I chuckled. “You’ll be coming back for more after this finals.”

“I will be” He agreed.

And that was the first time I had sex with anymore. Although, there wasn’t any penetration, I’ve been satisfied. Thanks to just one touch.

Finals had ended. Robert and I went separate ways for a while and went to our own families. It will take us 2 or 3 months until we meet again, but that’s not really disappointing.

I’m planning to enjoy the break with any men that I see, take control over them, dominate them or get dominated by them. Make then my own puppets while they think they’re doing everything in their own accord.

Thanks to that first time, I now feel confident, I think I can finally try getting any men naked.

-------------- Thank you everyone stopping by. If the poll does not appear below, click on the link to lead you to the poll website!

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#mind control #One Touch

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thefloorisbalaclava · 3 years

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Idea for Mechanic!Frankies first outside date. In our town there's a vintage car dealer and every spring you can enter a contest and win a ride in a vintage car, afternoon Picknick included.

So what if reader enters on a whim because she heard that Frankie enters every year and is bitter cause he loses all the time - and she wins?! but doesn't dare drive the old expensive car? Frankie to the rescue

Pairing: Francisco ‘Catfish’ Morales x F!Reader

Warnings: Just some friendly competition...and some more kissing. Also some singing in the car.

A/N: This is such a cute idea, Sonja! I love this for our favorite mechanic!

[mechanic!frankie masterlist]

“...and they have this contest where you can win a ride in a classic car. I enter every year and I never win,” Frankie tells you, voice slightly muffled since he’s under your car.

“Well, I’d love to go with you,” you say and he rolls out from beneath your car.

“Really?” The smile on his face grows as you nod.

“Yeah.” You help him to his feet and laugh. “You got a little grease...right...here.” You wipe the tip of his nose but that only seems to add more. You look at your hands and scoff. They must have gotten dirty when you helped him up.

“Every time,” Frankie says. “Sorry.” He takes out his rag and tries his best to wipe your hands clean.

“It must be our thing,” you tease.

“Our thing?”

“Yeah, you know how a couple in movies or TV always have a certain thing that happens between them?” You jump slightly when he looks up quickly.

“Couple?” he asks.

“Y-Yes...couple. This can be our...thing,” you say with a smile.

“You’re gonna be completely covered in grease if I keep this up.” He moves in for a kiss and you gladly meet him halfway.

“I don’t mind.” You two stay close to each other, both in a dreamlike state. “Thanks for coming by to check on my car.”

“No problem but I really didn’t see anything wrong,” he admits.

“I know.” You giggle when he realizes that you just wanted to see him outside of work again.

“So, I’ll pick you up on Saturday around noon. That okay?” he asks as you walk him back to his truck.

“That’s fine. I’ll see you then.” You close the truck door after he climbs in then he leans out the window to kiss you.

“See you then.” He tips his cap and starts the car, waving once more before driving off.

-Saturday-

The car show is bustling just as you expected--the weather is warm and the sun is out so everyone is looking to get out. You and Frankie walk side by side not exactly holding hands but every now and then your hands brush up against the other’s and you look and smile.

“Hey Frankie!” someone calls and Frankie excuses himself to go talk to his friend. You walk over to where you can sign up to win the ride in a vintage car and end up entering your name. You won’t win but it doesn’t hurt to try. You walk over to the car that is up for a drive this year and look at it in amazement.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Frankie asks, walking up behind you. “1969 Camaro ZL1.” He shakes his head, “Doesn’t get any better.”

“Are you gonna enter this year?” you ask, locking your arm with his.

“Nah, I’ll just stick to dreaming about driving down some long road in the desert, listening to the engine purr.” He chuckles and takes his arm from yours only to put it around your shoulder. You look at him and just admire him. He is wearing his aviators today and, you have to say, he looks goddamn good in them.

“And now for the winner of our drive and picnic contest...” A drumroll plays over the speaker and when the man says your name you freeze. Frankie looks at you, eyes wide.

“You entered? You won?!” he asks in disbelief.

“I guess so.” You’re still in shock as people around you cheer and you walk up to get the keys.

“You’re one lucky lady,” the man says and you look out at the crowd only to find Frankie. You meet his eye and smile.

“Thank you but...uh...this is for Frankie,” you say and you can see his eyebrows fly up from behind his dark shades. He pushes them up off his eyes and looks at you.

“Well, Frankie, you’re one lucky guy with an amazing girlfriend.” The man tells him to get up there and Frankie walks up in a daze. As everyone cheers, he pulls you close.

Standing by the car, Frankie still seems to be in shock.

“I believe these are yours,” you say, grabbing his hand and dropping the keys into them. “Come on.” You walk over to the passenger side and get in. He climbs in slowly and just touches the steering wheel.

“Is this real?” he asks, turning to you.

“It’s real. Start it!” you say excitedly.

He puts the key and starts the ignition. It roars to life and Frankie puts a hand over his heart. “Do you hear that?” Before he pulls onto the road, he plays around with the radio, stopping when he hears Uptown Girl playing. He turns to you with a grin and you smile back.

“Good song.” You dance in the seat a little before singing along quietly. Frankie looks over at you every chance he gets before joining in.

“And when she’s walking she’s looking so fi-i-ine. And when she’s talking she’ll say that she’s mi-i-ine,” he sings loudly and you stare at him in shock before bursting into laughter.

“You surprise me every day, Mr. Morales,” you say.

“I hope in a good way.”

“Definitely.”

He drives in silence before turning into the park and finding a nice shady spot. “We get a picnic too, remember?” He gets out and opens the trunk to find a basket already packed up for you.

“What if I was alone?” you ask.

“More food for you,” he jokes and you laugh. You walk over to a nice spot under a beautiful tree and hold the basket as he places the blanket. “Ma’am.” He gestures to the blanket and you sit.

“Why, thank you, sir.”

He sits beside you and leans against the tree. You inch closer to him until you are able to lean against him comfortably. “This is nice,” he says, taking his aviators off so you can look into his brown eyes.

“It is. Are you hungry?” you ask, reaching for the basket.

“Wait...I have something I wanna ask you.” He grabs your hand.

“Okay.”

“Earlier you, uh, said something about couples...and when the guy called me your boyfriend, you didn’t try to correct him. I was just wondering why.” He looks at you nervously.

“Why would I correct him if he was already right?” you ask him and Frankie laughs once in shock. “I mean...if that’s okay with you. If you think this is going too fast then we can just continue the way we were. No labels.”

“I haven’t done this in a while, you know?”

“I know. That’s why I said we can slow down. I don’t mind but I do want you to know that you’re the only one I’m seeing and it’ll stay that way even if we don’t make it official or anything.” You reach for the basket again and he watches you--the way the sun shines down on you, the way you smile at him, the way you do everything.

You two sit there for a little over an hour talking and eating and just enjoying each other’s company. And just like any other date, neither of you ever want it to end. He helps you pack up the basket before standing.

“Help me with the blanket?” he asks.

“Of course.” You grab the opposite end and walk up to him. When you do, he kisses you and you sigh.

“I want you to be my girlfriend,” he says against your lips and you open your eyes.

“I’d be honored, Frankie.” You kiss him, dropping your end of the blanket to reach up and cup his face.

After a few more kisses, you two finally make it back to the car. Frankie starts it and puts his aviators back on.

“Let’s take the long way, hm?” he suggests and you nod. It may not be the long, empty road in the desert, but this is the start of road trip he can’t wait to take with you by his side.

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