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#once again thanku for the ask!!
inismor · 2 months
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YOU HAVE AN OC NAMED EZRA PLS TELL ME ABOUT THEM THATS MY FAVORITE NAME
AHA HI ANON HI!!!!! IM GLAD YOU ASKED!!!!!!! [concerningly long inhale]
Ezra is my specialest little side character in a midwest-gothic-esque post-apo story i refuse to write out. I added a tl;dr at the bottom bc this ended up being quite the essay SHDHDHDHF...
(Quick intro: ~10 years after nuclear fallout in the equivalent of 2000's America, all the more developed cities have been destroyed and travel became incredibly dangerous. Life now mostly thrives in small, closed off communities and tiny towns, where without contact with the outside world the line between urban myth and reality begins to blur. Things get Weird™, old gods resurfacing and the collective human psyche manifesting in its purest form ensue >:))
Ezra (Ezra Owen) himself is a 17 year old guy living in High Hopes, the titular town. At a very young age he was "recruited"/"chosen" to worship the deity of isolation (not at all inspired by TMA:the lonely), made all the way easier bc of his tendency to be a loner anyway. Over time it evolved into His Whole Thing where he believed and *wanted* to believe that it's his true calling/destiny: he'd sacrifice larger and larger parts of himself to it for a sense of purpose, becoming utterly devoted to his solitude, up until he was about to make the biggest sacrifice of them all and pledge his humanity to the god. Unbeknownst to him, the story's main crew has been investigating the unusual paranormal activity for a while now, finding out almost everything about the situation from afar. They finally meet Ezra on the day of the ritual when they manage to barge in and intervene, explaining to him how he's been manipulated and there's thousands just like him, convinced by the heartless entity that they're destined to worship it while there never really was anything dooming them to this fate other than believing it. With the support of the newly found friend group (including a future partner) Ezra slowly learns to abandon the tragic role he's tailored for himself and takes first shaky steps in a world of human relationships. He very much stays a rather extreme introvert & still relapses sometimes, but now has a steady source of unconditional love and acceptance to return to looking out for him :]
TL;DR: my beloved religious trauma guy who escaped a narrative of his own making facing the ordeal of being known & learning to love it
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hyuckmov · 1 year
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i just wanted to say that u literally are SO GOOD at writing haechan like… u must personally know him or something… LIKE i feel like a lot of ppl look over how he can be more serious abt the things he loves but also maintaining like a light relationship IDK… ur haechan is just so good… i’m excited every time u post…
this made my day thank u so much i'm so glad you decided to send this ask omg 😭😭😭 if people keep sending me asks like this i'm gna get a big head and just start writing whatever LMFAO (please don't stop)
but genuinely tho thank u for liking myyy version of haechan 🫂 he is very precious to me...i don't try to claim that i capture all aspects of his personality (or even rlly say that's the goal of my writing) but it's more of sharing my perception of him w u guys and my favorite details that i observe as a result of my serious haechan tunnel vision...just genuinely am always looking at him when he's in group settings or in the background of things and am so invested in any of his interviews <3
i'm really grateful he feels comfortable sharing his thoughts with us and even if it's all a curated image to make me fall in love w him then well....it's working....
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genderlessdude92 · 19 days
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Hi, I really love your work! If your requests are open and if it's allowed, can I request for headcanons of Vox/Val/Alastor/Lucifer with their biological baby w reader?? I'm sorry if this is weird I just die for family dynamics😭😭 like, how would they act, would they be present or neglectful, and that stuff!! Ik it's impossible to have a child in hell but HEY. ITS FICTIONAL. It's really your decision if this is super fluff or super angst, but personally I believe it would be angst because it's hell and they are really famous 😭 THANKU
AUTHOR RESPONSE: First ask but urmmmmmm OFC OFC OFC!!! I’m all in for dis req :3 I feel like i absolutely will eat up Al’s part of this post so stay tuned. Other ones are questionable because idk if it’s OOC or not but…I’m just a girl!! >.< (I’m a genderless dude as you can see from the name ^^) I’m sorry i’m not funny- These might be short btw im rushing a little bit bc i’m trying to start a multi-chapter fix yay awesome but uhhh i’m still having fun with this 💋
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AL, VOX, VAL, & LUCI WITH THEIR BIOLOGICAL CHILD
(and reader that gave birth to em somehow <3)
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PAIRINGS: Alastor x Reader, Lucifer x Reader, Vox x Reader, Valentino x Fem!Reader (ALL SEPARATE)
SUMMARY: Alastor, Lucifer, Vox, and Valentino are dads now. Aw shucks. (Headcannons)
WARNINGS: MINORS DNI. Breeding kink, (obv bc Val is in here), Val mention, reader is female because they literally gave birth to them, mentions of pregnancy, birth, Valentino being a weird fuck, Valentino again, unhealthy duck obsession in Lucifer’s area, Breastfeeding, Cannibalism, physical slaps, everybody being nervous shots but Vox, really rushed, lmk if i missed anything pookie (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)
please don’t steal/copy/translate my work. But thanks for liking it, though!!! (๑ᵕॢ૩ᵕॢ)*౨˚ൗ
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-Alastor is 100% nervous at first since he has to be the dad and his dad wasn’t…the best!! ^^
-But also doesn’t want to back away because, I mean, it’s kinda rude to just walk away from your creation that you INTENDED to make real.
-This gentleman’s baby was not an accident, I assure you.
-Alastor would absolutely dangle the baby off the edge of a balcony just to tease you.
-Also tried to feed the baby devil meat to make it a cannibal.
-Suprisingly worked.
-Um.
-He probably got taught to knit by Rosie so if the baby ever needs clothes he’s on it.
-Cradles the baby during his radio show hours, aw, and if the baby ever cries he immediately cuts to a quick song break.
-If both you and Alastor are like completely booked and can’t take care of the baby, he’s giving it to Rosie.
-Rosie can’t? Charlie.
-Charlie can’t? Cancelling all plans.
-He just cares for his bloodline, yeah?
-If the baby ever needs like a chewy sensory toy, he’s going to try and get one that resembles Lucifer.
-Like and apple or a snake OOO A SNAKE NVM
-Snake is better since it resembles two ppl mwuhehehe
-Alastor would be a great girl dad but in general i think he would be rlly doting to them.
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-Oh, you thought Alastor was nervous?
-Oh, you’re so funny.
-‘Cuz Lucifer is QUAKING once he finds out you’re pregnant.
-and expecting.
-…and that it’s alive and out the womb.
-Basicslly all because he wasn’t really in Charlie’s life that much.
-But you told him that this can be a second chance?
-Which made him cry more than he was before.
-Yikes.
-Feeds the baby the most fine meals to ever exist for a baby to eat, even tried to sneak in some wine in its milk bottle.
-Then earned a slap at the back of his head from yours truly.
-You.
-I see him as a helicopter parent at first, but then is just chill once they grow more older.
-But he’s like, devoting his immortal LIFE to this baby 24/7.
-The nursery is themed ducks.
-Everywhere.
-Sometimes you get dizzy when you walk in.
-He even wanted to name the baby duck.
-You slapped him again, of course.
-This man acts like a 8th grade frat boy whenever you breast feed the baby like he just scoots away gagging.
-Another slap.
IM SORRY-
-One time in bed you guys were like getting freaky or sum and then you but his nip
-“Honey…what was that?”
-“That’s just how it feels, Luci.”
-“…What?-“
-“When i breastfeed B/N.”
-“…Ew.”
-“BITCH I-“
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-Bro is so confident in being a dad.
-The first day after the baby was born he cancelled all his special guests on his show just for the baby to be the only one.
-This man is fucking insane.
-Puts this baby on his. advertisements.
-We’re talking billboards, pop-ups, etc.
-Only lets his supervisor babysit the baby when needed.
-Don’t expect Velvette or Val to even step foot near this baby without Vox in the room.
-It’s like a sibling love-hate relationship :D
-Now i wouldn’t say this baby was on purpose…most likely?
-But honestly, it might happen again because he thinks you’re hot pregnant.
-Who said that what.
-Omg who typed that???
-Fuck this is so short uhhh He like puts on child shows for the baby if they sit in his lap.
-But the baby never ever sleeps in the bed you guys share.
-not in a million years.
-Puts those shirts that look like tuxedos on the baby but they’re just printed on.
-Feeds the baby deer meat.
-Has a deer head mounted above the baby’s crib.
-Takes him deer hunting.
-Vox just needs em to learn early.
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-Valentino was “so, so careful” when you guys did it.
-and this baby was 100% and accident.
-obviously you guys couldn’t abortion because like some health reason.
-Val cried that night.
-It was kinda funny that he was crying to keeping a baby.
sorry not sorry
-When the baby is born,
-Oh god should i write that
-Uh
-He’s probably recording.
-Not posting just like…saving it.
-Guys, come on, it Valentino, you should’ve seen this coming.
-Deletes it later though fuck that’s hilarious.
-He starts whining and crying when he sees you breastfeeding.
-“Your wasting the milk, mi precioso, are you kidding me?”
-He’s like in the middle of being a good dad and a bad dad.
-Suprised he made it that far on the scale.
-whenever he’s busy, he gives the baby to some random star and tells them to bring them back by like 10:30 or smth.
-with a coffee order. Very iconic.
-Same idea with Vox and liking you pregnant, and tried to get you pregnant again but you ask him why he doesn’t have a condom on if you don’t have your pills.
-He gets frustrated when that happens lol.
-Can’t wake up the baby!
proceeds to wake them up each night 3 times minimum
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AUTHOR’S NOTE: zomg this was sososo fun to write <3 But it’s so fucking short and i didn’t even realize until i was done. I’m actually so sorry. I still like these headcannons, very humorous, very real, thank you for asking me to make this because this is my first ask i got, i still have exactly 16 more, so ur just a little lucky duck, asker. Support is appreciated! New multi-chapter fix i’m working on might be posted on Friday-Sunday!! Baiiii!!!!
-Genderlessdude92, Kiki
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aernx · 11 months
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꒰ 💭 ꒱ OH, NIKI YOU’RE SO FINE! ˖ ⌨︎ ⁩◞❪니키❫
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— 35 ! you’ll always be my winner
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OH, NIKI YOU’RE SO FINE! — CHP THIRTY-THREE
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lilystyles · 5 months
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For a no strings blurb could you write one about Harry being sick and y/n taking care of him?
delicate.
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a @lilystyles blurb!
my masterlist & no strings attached masterlist & blurbs masterlist
authors note thanku gorgeous anon for requesting! and as someone who has been so sick lately i was so inspired. MWAH!
brief description harry is sick and y/n takes care of him.
warnings! none so fluffyyyyy wordcount (1.4k)
sick!nostrings!h x reader
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Harry was a total and utter baby when he got sick. More than the average person, and though it could be annoying at times Y/n found it just as endearing as the rest of his qualities. He was too cute, how could she not?
She'd known this about him for years, and when they became roommates in Uni and she'd taken care of him for two weeks when he had a shocking fever the both of them should've known then they were destined for each other. 
She was reminded of this fact when she got home, Y/n had moved into Harry's house fairly soon after the wedding. It just felt right, and now she'd added all her favourite decor from her flat and it felt a bit like the two of them now. Not just him. There were touches of her all over the house.
Flowers in vases everywhere, her knitted blankets lazily thrown over the couch and chairs, her coffee table, her books, her clothes, her smell, and most importantly her. Harry loved having her living with him again, and it reminded him how much he'd miss having her in his home. Sharing a home.
She called out kicking her shoes off and unbundling her scarf, as she walked inside the lounge room. Normally when she got home Harry was on the couch watching telly, napping, strumming his guitar or cooking. But she heard nothing coming from the kitchen, and he wasn't on the couch. 
"H!" She repeated, curiously. She walked upstairs making her way to the bedroom. Surely he wasn't napping in there.
When she opened the door she found her boyfriend rugged up under the sheets. The only giveaway was his brown curls stuck out and the large Harry-sized lump under the dusty blue almost grey-coloured duvet. She walked over and dropped her purse and keys on the floor. 
"Baby," He rasped out. "Is tha' you?" He asked. He sounded breathless and his voice was hoarse.
She kneeled on the floor so her eyes were level with his. "Hi, my love, are you okay?"
He shook his head, as he squeezed the blanket closer. His teeth chattered. "I'm cold, n' my throat hurts,"
His face was pale in colour, a glisten covering his face, and his eyes had deep purple bags. She leaned closer to him and placed her hand on his forehead. He was boiling. She frowned.
"Gonna check your temp quickly, H." She said walking into their main bathroom in the hallway. She grabbed her first aid box from under the sink and dug around. Eventually, she found the thermometer, and some strong Panadol for him. She walked into the room and when she asked him to open his mouth he groaned softly shifting in the bed. Once the temperature came back it read 39.1°, which meant he had a fever.
She sighed. "Oh, H, you aren't well. Do you want some Panadol?"
He nodded, she popped two pills out of the packet and handed them to him. Before rushing to feed him some water. He gulped them down and swallowed with a grimace. She stroked his arm. 
"I'm gonna make you Mum's soup recipe for you." Y/n's mother was a Chef, she made the best food especially when Y/n was sick. One time during Uni Exams Harry called Y/n's Mum and she came down and visited and made a big batch of her soup and rubbed some weird-smelling cream on Y/n's chest and by the next day she was better, it was like magic in a bowl. Y/n didn't know how but she swore Mum's just had special healing powers.
She stroked his forehead, "And then you can have a bath, and you can try and get some sleep."
He nodded.
Y/n quickly made her way to the kitchen and grabbed all the things she needed. Her Mum had given her a book of recipes and she flipped to the page with the soup. Skimming over the words in her mother's soft cursive handwriting.
Slowly but surely she chopped up all the ingredients. It was mainly fresh herbs and vegetables. She put so much garlic she was sure their breaths would smell for weeks. But it always helped with a sore throat and made her feel better. She added lots of onions, celery, carrots, zucchini, and other vegetables Harry liked. Along with some freshly cooked chicken. She let it stew for a while, as the broth got its flavour.
She had a shower and changed into some pyjamas, combing her hair and applying some sweet-smelling creams to her skin while she worried about her sickly boyfriend.
When she checked on Harry he was fast asleep in their bed curled up on her side, hugging the pillow she slept on. She snuck back She flicked on the telly and sat on the couch while the smell of her wonderful soup filled the big mansion of a house. The telly was on some channel playing old reruns of films everyone's seen a million times. It was playing The Princess Bride. Y/n always used to watch this in bed when she was sick it was perfect because the kid in the beginning was sick too.
She loved this film. She'd seen it enough times to recite the words without thinking. After twenty or so minutes into the film, the soup was ready. She turned the stove off and put some bread in the toaster.
Just as she poured Harry his big bowl and coated his golden brown toast in smooth melting butter, she heard footsteps. He was standing behind her, the knitted blanket off their bed wrapped around him like a cape. He looked awful still, and sleepy. But gosh, was he handsome.
"Hi, Gorgeous." He said softly. His voice was hoarse.
She smiled. "Hi, I was about to bring you dinner."
"Heard the telly. Princess Bride?"
She nodded. 
"Let's watch it."
She followed him with their dinner and they ate together curled up real close, the soup was heavenly and warm. It was so soothing and made Y/n feel like she was a kid again. The toast was crunchy and delicious. She had a few more pieces and a second serving of soup.
Harry grew sleepy toward the climax of the film, his belly full and his clammy body warmed right up. It wasn't long until his head found its way to Y/n's lap. She was rubbing his head softly, her fingers running through his curls. He was asleep not long after her touches and when the film ended she got him up the stairs and put him in a quick bath before bed.
She helped him strip and checked the temperature was warm enough in the bath but not too hot. He hopped in and she sat on the floor beside him, making sure he didn't fall asleep in there. She washed his hair massaging the curls of his hair, and cleaned his body of his sweat. Helping him bathe. His eyes shut in contentment. The steamy water had helped him breathe easier, and her soup was doing wonders. 
When he got out after he was all clean Y/n helped him blow dry his hair quickly. His hands slid onto her hips under the big shirt of Harry's she was wearing and the loose tracksuit bottoms. 
This was love. Taking care of him, and not complaining once. That's how Harry knew she was the one.
Once he was dry she applied that cream to his chest that her mother used to put on hers. It was a mix of all sorts of things. She rubbed it gently over the swallows and moth ink and all along his chest and shoulders. 
"Turn around, I'll put some on your back too, H."
She gently massaged the cream onto his back and he sighed. 
"I love you."
She smiled even though she couldn't see him. "I love you too, Harry."
She picked some fresh comfy pyjamas for him and then they went to bed. The whole night she held him close and soothed him when he woke up in pain. For the next few days, she took care of him and held him however he needed. He eventually got better.
When Y/n woke up with the same flu a few days later, Harry took care of her too. Doing all the same things. Even with a red nose and glossy eyes, and she was coughing up all sorts of gross phlegm, she was the most beautiful girl he'd ever laid his eyes on. 
Harry knew he was going to marry her one day.
BYE LOVE U
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gemstone-roses · 2 years
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Hi Gem! Can i ask for some headcanons about Hannibal with a reader that doesn't believe she deserves his love? Thank you!!
Yes yes yes oml thankyou for this!!!!!!!
Summary: what it says above
Warnings: self deprecation, issues,an unnamed person made the reader feel she doesn't deserve love, fluff, hannibal is not being nefarious here he's just in love, ooc? Don't know them sorry. 18+ only thanku. Female reader. Hurt/comfort
Note: anyone reading this, you all deserve to be loved ok? be kind to yourselves🖤
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-hannibal asks you to join the team for his weekly dinners
-but you always politely decline
-because your not stupid and you can see that it's more than just an invitation when he asks you.
-it's not that you don't like him, the opposite in fact, you were quite taken with the man, he always made time for you and he always brought you your favourite drink without asking, he just knew when you'd need it.
-so hannibal asks again except this time it's just you on his guest list
-he pulls you to one side in a corner of a corridor at work
-"join me for dinner tonight" and it's not a question this time, it's a statement
-"just me? what about the others? surely you don't just want me?" You whisper that last part but hannibal is observant and his brows furrow.
-"of course I do" hannibal uses his fingers to tilt your chin to look at him
-you avoid his gaze, and he runs a finger down your cheek
-"8pm"? He asks so softly and it makes your heart jump
-"ye,yeah sure" you say and hannibal cups your cheek before you part.
-you fiddle with your sleeve at his door, rocking back and forth on your heels, you were glad he couldn't see you because he'd sure have something to say about your nervous habit
-hannibal has the biggest smile on his face when he answers the door.
-he takes your coat and directs you to sit down
-hannibal takes the seat next to you and takes your hands in his
-"y/n" he says sweetly," look at me darling"
-you look up and hannibal thinks his heart might shatter, because hes hannibal and he knows.
-"I have been trying to ask you out for quite a while now" he chuckles and if you weren't mistaken a slight, and only for a second, shyness creeps over him.
-"I know" you sighed
-"i-i like you hannibal, I do, it's just, well-
-hannibal cups your cheek and he has such a concerned look on his face, not because you may turn him down because he's worried for you.
-"I don't deserve you" you whisper and hannibal feels as though his heart is going to tear through his chest, the thought that you, his y/n, didn't deserve his love was wrenching.
-hannibal places one hand on your shoulder, the other still on your cheek.
-"y/n, please don't ever think, that you are undeserving of love, of my love, you are wonderful and you make my day brighter, you are deserving of my love, you are worthy and you need to know whoever made you feel like this was so wrong, I need you to believe that okay y/n?"
-you look up at him, tears pooling in your eyes
-" hannibal" you whisper and he wraps his arms around your neck as your tears spill
-"it's okay, I've got you darling, I'm here okay," he holds you tight, you can feel how much he means what he says.
He holds you for a while, reassuring you once again and also insisting he'd remind you until the end of time that you are indeed, worthy and deserving of hannibals love.
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rozieramati · 1 year
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welcome ❧
hi i’m rozie ramati <3 
i’m a musician. 
my song orange juice blew up a bit in 2022. ever since i’ve been thrust into the industry and have been working on finishing my first official album ✿
i just released a song called Drown in the Clouds of Dew and plan on releasing songs once a month until the eventual release of my album sometime this year (aiming august-october.) edit: looking like next year (2024)
i’m on here constantly. sharing personal diaries, poetry, music, and more. 
this blog is my creative capsule. i refer to it for all my songs and would not be able to make music without it~ it’s a huge part of my creative process,,, my sacred space <3
plz handle her with care, should u enter.... i want to lure in the ppl tht understand whatever it is this blog seems to radiate. i hope ur one of them. 
kiss, hug, heart, ((kiss again, if ur hot.))
p.s. mi asks r open ! ask me anything ❧
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toska-writes · 1 year
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hello i just find u'r blog and immediately fall in love with u'r works, i just want to say thanku so much for all u'r beautiful writings! it's just not easy to find platonic fic and I'm really grateful to find u'r blog 😭❤️ if u don't mind please make more codywan x padawan reader, no pressure tho only if u want it. once again thanku and have a nice day love 🥺❤️❤️
Thank you! I love this ship sm
“Dinner Party”
Paring: Codywan x padawan reader (Platonic)
Warning: mentions of food and eating if you don’t like that kind of stuff but nothing else
Word count: 1189
Notes: so I didn’t do a great job with the Codywan and it’s mainly just Cody so…. I’ll have to give this prompt another go
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Obi-wan tapped his foot absentmindedly under the table. Over and over again. You seemed to be the only one to notice as the rest of the room was filled with loud chatter from the many different senators.
Looking around for a second it seemed that Cody had also taken an interest of Obi-wand nervous habit- it was quite hard for a young padawan and a Clone commander to find common ground with the many different people that filled the room.
Of course your master didn't seem to have the problem when he wasn't lost in thought.
You had to admit Cody looked quite odd in a military uniform instead of his sunburst armor that apparently can come off. But a change in pace can be good sometimes.
As your master came back to reality since he wasn't really invested in what a highly decorated senator was saying he looked between the two of you clearly puzzled by your stares. "Is something wrong?"
Both you and Cody made eye contact and a huge smile played at you lips. "Oh no Master I was just wondering how you view Senator Gunrays insights on Coruscant and weather you believe in any of them."
He stared at you for a moment then shot a quick look at the person you were talking about.
A quick nod from him then he said. "Oh yes my young padawan it seems he did say some very interesting things." He fished around his mind for some words. "You can learn many things from the people around you if you just listen."
Cody leaned over from your left side giving Obi-wan quite the look who was sitting to your right, basically asking if he was serious.
"Any more insightful tips to give your padawan sir?." Cody said in quite the formal voice but his eyes said other wise.
"I'll let you know when I think of another dear" was all he quipped back when the clatter of dinner trays filled the room.
You felt a slight nudge to your shoulder as Cody leaned closer to your ear. "Thank the maker I'm starving."
You really could only nod in response since you were also ravenous and a plate full of food was being sat down in front of you.
It was your turn now to give your Commander a quick nudge as you looked to see his eyes blow wide, taking in the abundant food.
Looking at your own plate you felt sort of.... Disappointed?
Not that you weren't grateful to be sitting in a lavish room full of very important people about to eat a full meal that just came out hot, because you were.
The food just didn't seem right for you.
A lump of grayish blue mystery food sat towards the edge of your plate decorated with unusually green ferns.
The main course was- using your best guess some sort of fish. Forks and drinks clanked together as you watch many others enjoying what seemed to be the same meal, but the smell that wafted through the air from your plate made you question if they were really enjoying it.
It would be rude if you didn't eat it though right?
Picking your fork up after choosing what you hoped was ‘the right one’ from the multiple that sat beside your plate you gathers some of the food onto the fork.
To your right Cody clearly was trying to slow down but when all you get is ration bars this must be heaven. This was one of the many reasons you discovered as to why Obi-wan fought so hard for Cody to sit next to everyone at this party as an equal and not just a soldier.
The smell got stronger as it travels closer and closer to your face. I don’t want to be rude, you thought once again and stuffed the dinner into your mouth.
In that moment it finally answered the question of what the underside of a Bantha would taste like.
It traveled roughly down your throat leaving an odd burning sensation in its place.
“Are you alright Y/N” Obi-wan turned to you now as he once again somehow stomached the food in front of him.
“Oh yes master, just taking my time enjoying my food.” You reluctantly scooped another bite and ate that too under the watchful eye of your master.
Before he could respond a loud senator near the head of the table called for Obi-wan to be apart of whatever they were discussing. Weather it was an act under the influence or sober was up for debate.
You were grateful that something on the table was familiar and you downed that water like there was no tomorrow.
The need to eat food and the fact that it was gross was fighting with eachother inside of you as you took yet another bite.
If you didn’t want to scare the senators off by throwing up all over the table you decided for the best that that was your last attempt to be nice.
With a huff you leaned back in your care, crossing you arms over your front. “Not a fan of the food sir?” Cody inquired setting his cleaned off fork nicely on the plate that matched it.
The best answer you could give was a simple nod then you had to add.” Since I’m telling you Cody it tasted like absolute bantha shit.”
Cody laughed at your remark nearly knocking over a few glasses in the process. The odd looks from other senators went unnoticed by the pair as they continued to laugh.
“I’ll have to be honest Y/N I think it was that too.” Cody added after you collected yourself.
“I can’t believe you ate that.” You laughed again. This conversation seemed more like two siblings joking at the dinner table then it did two commanders pretty much sitting in at a political meeting, strange how somethings are.
“I think I have a few snacks on the ship if you didn’t like the food but I’m afraid I can’t get them now.” Obi-wan added under his breath when he finally got away from the talking for a few moments.
“I can mange until then but thank you master.” Without another word and before being pulled back into another ‘very interesting’ conversation Obi-wan pulled some of your untouched food onto his own plate.
“No need to offend the chef now.” He spoke before his name was called yet again.
You felt Cody shuffle beside you, digging in the pockets he wasn’t every used to and tried to find something.
After a moment and satisfied with what he found he slid you something across the table. “Taste like sand but it might be a little better then nothing at all.”
You couldn’t even spare a question as you opened the ration bar and started eating it right away. “Is that the only thing you could find to fit in your pockets since a blaster wouldn’t do it?” You asked with a smile.
“Oh no Crys is just a picky eater.”
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yanderes-galore · 7 months
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I thought about giving John a chance aside from the TONS of Eridan ideas, sooo.. Ye
fandom- homestuck
character - John egbert (romantic)
description- just some general John egbert headcanons with a troll darling, that is kinda weirded out with having a human in a quadrant
-Eridan anon (thanku in advance :p)
Sure! I don't mind giving John some attention :D
Yandere! John Egbert with Troll! Darling
Pairing: Romantic/Matesprit ❤️
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Delusional behavior, Manipulation, Slight coercion, Clingy behavior, Jealousy, Isolation,Forced relationship.
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John is such a goofball in the series.
I'd also think he'd have the most quadrant knowledge of all the humans in Homestuck.
Mostly because Karkat tends to lecture him about it.
I could also see John trying things out with a Troll! Darling.
He knows about the quadrants of your race/species.
Yet he feels the safest option would be the Matesprit category because it's the closest to human romantic attraction.
However, most trolls find the concept of humans in a quadrant weird.
Some are fine with it, but it's just so new to you.
Even if you like John as a human you're still unsure of having him in a quadrant.
John's obsession would be quick to develop but takes time to show.
As in... John most likely knows how to hide his feelings as to not scare you off.
At first, John would just treat you as a friend.
He's friendly in your online chats and just loves to talk about his interests with you.
Sometimes you even find yourself laughing at his bad jokes.
He's a comforting and friendly human to be around.
He even attempt to listen to you speak about your interests.
Although you both experience some serious culture shock.
When he finally meets you in person on The Meteor, that's most likely when romantic feelings start.
He's accepting of you no matter the blood color and just loves to be around you.
For the longest time he's patient and tries to guess how you feel about him.
He doesn't want to ruin anything.
John is rather patient and for the most part he's grounded.
However he's also stubborn and can have his delusional moments.
John would take his time to try and let feelings develop.
He'll wait awhile before mentioning it to you.
He's no doubt asked Karkat for relationship advice.
The poor troll is always called for that.
Karkat doesn't understand why John won't get with a human.
Why you, a troll?
Karkat most likely stops questioning it and just tries to educate John as a friend.
Which leads into John asking if you have any... quadrants available.
The question perplexes you, yet John reiterates he hopes to be in a relationship with you.
If you refuse due to discomfort, no worries!
He understands.
John isn't going to just give up, though.
He's convinced you just need some more time.
That's okay... he'll wait as long as he feels you need.
He doesn't want to force anything just yet.
John will still try to be a good friend, even if you now express some discomfort about his feelings.
He just sticks around so close to you.
He does whatever you ask and still gives you those bad jokes you enjoy.
The issue with John is he's stubborn as said before.
At some point he'll ask you again...
And again...
All until you eventually cave and decide to allow him into your flushed quadrant.
He just loves you!
He loves you too much to just let you get with anyone.
He understands your culture requires at least two other romance options.
While he'll allow you to have those, he has to make sure you'll stay with him first.
Pardon him if he seems a little off.
He adores you and is extremely optimistic that you'll reciprocate in the future.
Until then... he has to limit your socializing for now.
He apologizes that things seem forced...
But he's so willing to try new things with you...
Surely you'll forgive him once you see what he can do for you, yeah?
"Would you... ever consider loving a human?"
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lunargrapejuice · 2 years
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i love this little event im gonna have a blast going through all the colors later on hehe. could i request candy apple from the reds with diluc? thanku thanku!! <3
i'm so glad!🥰💖 i'm really enjoying it too, my heart is all gooey and soft after writing these and i hope you've been enjoying them thus far!💕
diluc ragnvindr x reader with no pronouns used
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“i’ll return as swiftly as i can.” 
it echoes in your mind over and over, dilucs farewell words that were whispered against your lips before he set on a journey that would keep him from mond, from the winery, from you for weeks. in your time together it wasn’t the first occurrence of him leaving for a mission, it likely isn’t to be the last either, but it wasn’t something you were sure you could get used to and it had never been for this long before. 
not having him by your side made the world feel colder. the worry and fear of him getting hurt and never walking past the heavy mahogany doors again making your heart clench uncomfortably. you know his strengths, you’ve seen him return to you as he promises but that would never stop you from worrying for him. why hadn’t he let you go with him? would you have broken his resolve to not let you join him if you had asked just once or twice more?  you know that’s not likely. once diluc set his mind to something it was near impossible to get him to change it and even if sometimes you wish he didn’t have a conviction of stone, it was something you loved about him.
you’ve found the first night without him is the hardest and as you make your way up the staircase, to your shared room, you dread the restless night ahead. you were used to falling asleep without him but it was easier to sleep when you knew it would only be a few hours before he would join you, not when you’re left with your thoughts about the danger he could be in, how far from you he was and that he wouldn’t slip into the cool sheets to wrap you in his warm embrace before the next day welcomed you both.
it would be okay, he would come home to you as he always does.  even though he left earlier in the day you can still feel the tingle of his lips lingering on your skin and along with the words you repeat, you let it bring you some comfort when you enter the empty room. the place with the most proof of your loneliness. 
you could get through this, because just as he is for you, you could be strong for him. it had to be okay because nothing could stand in his way when it came to you - he swore it, burned his promise into the dark night sky and into your heart. the bright flames of his love would always guide him back to you.
in the last of the evening light spilling through the open window your eyes quickly catch sight of shades of blue and green that are out of place on your bedsheets and the closer you get to the bed, you see even in his absence diluc has found a way to be close to you and ease your longing heart. three perfectly cut lamp grass wrapped neatly together with a lovely apple red colored ribbon lay against your pillow and underneath them, a letter and a dark shirt that you can tell from here has the scent of oak, wine and bergamot clinging to every fiber.
you have no idea when he found the time to go pick the flowers, let alone write a letter and set it out in such a lovely display. he’s been so busy preparing for this trip along with his normal duties but as you fall into the sheets, the red ribbon tied in your hair, his soft shirt hanging loosely around your shoulders and the open letter filled with his love in your hands, you don’t try to question his ways of getting things done and let the reminders of him and his love for you bring warmth back into the world that usually feels cold without him.
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kathang-iniisip · 1 year
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like a movie (excerpt)
Type: Oneshot
Event: Exchange fic w/ @writers-gf 🎁
Fandom: Itzy
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just like a movie, even if fate separates us we'll return to every scene. you and me, no one else.
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I recieved the prompt while listening to these songs so that's kinda the vibe I'm going for hope it comes thru haha idk if there's any english translations so feel free to ask if you wanna know what the songs are about :)
also a much much longer version is hyperlinked to the title if anyone's interested (the title and random sentences involving Lia here would have context if you read the longer version hihi), i figured i should keep this short here but i couldn't help myself 😅 also my first time publishing (not writing lmao) an x reader fic thanku thankuuu for exchanging fics with meee @writers-gf hihi hope you like it 💗
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“Hongsam, no! No!” Why was there a frog in the middle of winter? Yeji felt like the world slowed down as she watched her beloved dog bound towards the frog with his mouth open. 
“Frogs aren’t for dogs, silly.” A pair of hands saved Hongsam from certain death as the red poodle was scooped up and turned away from the frog which croaked and hopped away at the commotion. 
“Yeji?” it might have been all that movie talk, but looking into y/n’s eyes again after so long brought forth all the memories of her younger years. Especially ones involving the woman before her. Yeji feels like lightly slapping Jisu’s arm when she gets back to the dorm. Who knew melodramaticism was contagious? 
“H-hey y/n. You’re here.” 
“Yeah. Seems like our schedules finally collided after all these years, huh? You were always away when I went home.” 
“Yeah.” Yeji replied dumbly. Y/n cleared her throat. 
“Is this cutie yours?” she asked, holding up Hongsam. 
He could be ours. “Uh-huh.” Yeji answered. 
“Cool… what’s their name?” 
“Hongsam. His name’s Hongsam.” Y/n nodded and proceeded to coo over the dog, saying his name repeatedly. Yeji kept staring like a creep. 
“I- I can take it from here if you need to go back home.” Yeji said, belatedly realizing that y/n was dressed in indoor clothes. She must be cold, Yeji thought guiltily.
“It’s okay, you look like you’ve got your hands full with that little one.” y/n pointed to Insam. 
“Oh I can carry them both.” Yeji assured cheerfully, standing up with Insam in her arms. “You can’t see my muscles, but I’m strong.” 
“No, I saw them” 
“Huh?” 
“Your muscles. I saw them in your photos. You’re everywhere these days, you know? Congratulations by the way, I’m glad it worked out for you.” 
“You look at my muscles?” 
“What?” Yeji saw red creeping up to y/n’s cheeks. Adorable. “No I just- I mean, I know you have them.” 
“Cool.” Yeji breathed, still unable to take her eyes off of y/n who she now saw was shivering. 
“Oh! We should go inside.” Yeji marched back to her house, hoping that y/n was right behind her. She was glad she forgot to take Hongsam from the other woman’s arms in her haste, she’s pretty sure y/n had no choice but to follow her. 
“Thank you, by the way.” Yeji said, taking a sip of the hot chocolate she’d made. 
“For what?” 
“For congratulating me earlier. I forgot to thank you.” 
“Oh. Well I was rooting for you so…” 
“Yeah… I know.” It was painful, how they were walking on eggshells around each other as if they didn’t used to be attached at the hip. 
“I came back and never saw you after that summer.” 
“I know. It was so sudden, I got accepted and they told me I had to immediately move to Seoul because I lived so far away. We didn’t even get to say goodbye. I’m sorry.” Yeji inhaled a stuttering breath as a warm hand cupped her cheek. 
“Don’t be. I’m happy for you.” 
“I didn’t even try to get in touch. It had been months since I knew you were back in Korea-”
“I didn’t try either. I guess we were both scared.” 
“Of what?” y/n shrugged. 
“I don’t know.” she answered Yeji. “I always knew you’d get accepted, that you’d debut and make it big. We never talked about what would happen to us once you got accepted though, didn’t we?” 
“We were too young to figure out logistics so we just never tried, was that all it was?” Yeji asked, though she knew y/n didn’t know either. “I feel so stupid. Years without you because I felt shy reaching out after months had passed with radio silence between us.” 
“You’re not stupid, Yeji.” 
“There were so many times when hearing your voice would’ve made things easier for me. So many times when I doubted myself and needed you. You always believed in me, even when I couldn’t dance to save my life.” Yeji felt her voice crack as she spoke softly, reaching for the hand that cupped her face. 
“It all turned out fine in the end. You made it without me, you believed in yourself even when you thought you didn’t. You would have stopped if you truly didn’t. I’m so proud of you, Yeji.” 
“Thank you.” Y/n was blurry through Yeji’s tears. Yeji’s wobbly voice prompted y/n to set their mugs aside so she could take her childhood friend into her arms. 
“I still would love to have you in my life though.” Yeji spoke into y/n's shoulder after a while. Once they had stopped crying. “I feel like we have so much to catch up on.  I know this might sound weird — especially since it’s like, 10am — but,  do you wanna stay over?  I guess ‘sleepover’ sounds kind of childish but.  I think it’d be nice.” 
“I missed you Yeji,” Yeji felt her heart skip a beat. “I would love to stay over. For as long as you’d have me.” 
I’d have you forever if you’d allow it, y/n.
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hwaitham · 1 month
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a little gift for coco (after seeing your love language tags):
. . . al haitham will not say this, not yet, but you realise it in his actions. slowly and doubtfully, but there’s just no other explanation. it must be it.
where your feelings are like the soft cushions, used to be unguarded, he now stands like an unbreakable shield of reason and peace — a stability much needed in your life.
whenever you stumble upon your own feet, he’s there with his arm, securing you from a clumsy fall. he pays no mind to it, doesn’t laugh at you, doesn’t comment on it . . . not anymore, not once you became someone so important to him. he secretly loves when you can rely on him.
“are you alright?” is all he asks, and your confirmation is all he needs. he would know immediately if there’s something else chewing on your mind.
his lips may be quiet or the source of rash comments to some . . . but the same lips press the subtlest kisses to your cheeks and your knuckles, promising that he’s with you and always will be.
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whaaaaaat the heckles ! ! ! ! what is this ! ! ! . . gift for coco :C ? ? ! but ! whyyy :C :C ! ! ! i didnt do anything to warrant getting a gift . . . ໒꒰ ྀི ′̥̥̥ ᵔ ‵̥̥̥ ꒱ྀིა i just ! . . oh non - non . . beyond the contents of this drabble , it is the pure kindness of ur heart that makes mi tear up ! !
“ he now stands like an unbreakable shield of reason and peace — a stability much needed in your life. “ . . “ promising that he’s with you and always will be. “ these lines are so . . (⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝ ྀི) but u're right non - non ! i rllie do thimk when al haitham falls in love , he is in it w you for life . . . no do - overs , no going back on his word , he has thought through everything that needs to b thought through , all that's left is love . . . waaf if there is anyone u cn love without fear of abandonment , it is Him :<
im realising i havent properly thamked u for this gift ( you say it is a little gift . . i think it is a vrie big gift — as are any gifts tht come m way . . a gift so big that it fills the empty aching cavities in my heart :C ! ! makes me fall in love w him over n over again :C ! ! ) so . . . THANK YOUUU ! ! thanku thanku thamku a million times over thank you . . what da heckkkkk ! ! ! ! oh how i do wish u are forever safe n happie n laughing a lot . . just as the sweetest souls like yours deserve to be kept ♡♡ ! waaah thank you . . .
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morbiderotica · 1 year
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omg i loved the mello hcs, can i request the same but for matt? thanku
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─ ★ headcanons ... tw: implied suicide, addiction + more.
♡ he was the last of the main boys to leave wammys
♡ he was pretty content with his life at wammys, yk he was provided with everything
♡ he did develop abandonment issues, watching his best friend leave wasn't exactly easy for him
♡ and he definitely carries around guilt for how mello left
"matt. wake up." mello shook matt awake. "dude, go away." matt groaned and pulled the blanket over his head. mello sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "matt." mello tried again, whisper shouting his name. matt refused to respond, willing to hear whatever mello had to say the next day. "okay then. sleep well, i guess." mello whispered before leaving.
♡ when mello left, that's when matt started smoking and playing video games
♡ the video games served as a distraction and the cigarettes killed him slowly
♡ for the longest time matt thought mello left because he brushed him off so he felt like he didn't deserve to be healthy per se
♡ and mello only calling when he was drunk out of his mind or tripping on acid didn't help
♡ he didn't really have much free time between leaving wammy's and joining the mafia
♡ he was terrified at first, knowing literally no one besides mello and these guys literally killed people for a living
♡ his smoking was at an all time high, going through multiple packs a day
♡ he tried to hide it from mello but that only worked for 2 or 3 weeks
"can i borrow some money?" matt desperately asked mello after spending the day gathering the courage to even ask. "for what?" mello inquired, rightfully wanting to know why his friend needed his money. "nevermind." matt went to leave before mello could ask any more questions but it seemed mello already knew. "for cigarettes?" matt stopped in his tracks.
"i saw the empty packs in the trash." matt mentally cursed himself for putting so many packs in an empty trashcan. "it's gonna kill you, y'know." matt stopped himself from making a dumb joke like 'that's the point' or 'not before one of the guys who carry a gun everywhere does'. "it would be inconvenient if you died." matt knew that was mello's way of saying he cared. "sorry." matt muttered before leaving the room.
♡ eventually he got used to all of it, cutting down on the cigarettes barely
♡ when he was shot all he could think about was mello
♡ even with all those bullet wounds he was slowly dying for a few minutes
♡ he was scared he failed mello like somehow him being shot was going to fuck the plan up
♡ and he thought about how mello said his death would be inconvenient
♡ he was just really distressed in his last moments
─ ★ bonus
♡ he gets these really rough episodes where he can't eat or sleep
♡ it drives mello insane because he doesn't understand what the hell matt is doing
♡ and then a few days later it's like nothing happened and matt's back to his usual self
♡ dare i say he had a wet dream of mello once
♡ he couldn't physically look mello in the eyes for 2 weeks
♡ he will take that to the grave no matter how much mello pesters matt to tell him
♡ he kinda misses near and has tried to reach out a couple times
♡ they weren't that close at wammy's but still, matt felt the need to make sure he was okay
♡ near usually doesn't answer, but this one time he did, and matt almost had a heart attack
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thetwistedrope · 10 months
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Thanku for answering my previous ask, i deeply appreciate it.
Just a follow up, which gods do you think are more willing to look over my anti monarchy stance?
P.S. I have felt extremely called by Ma'at and Set so i would like to know, from your experience if they are willing to accept this side of me.
Once again thanku for ur time!
upg time, but anyone outside of Re and HSA is probably fine. they are the two ntrw i've had the most conflict with regarding this topic.
set, imo, is the deity par excellence to be around if you're anti-monarchy. i'd also say that ma'at is a good choice because, frankly, monarchy tends to go against the core principles of ma'at (imo).
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gemstone-roses · 2 years
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eddie munson concept
Warnings: slight mention of bullying, HoH reader, slight insecure reader.
Summary: eddie is just a sweetie. Gender neutral reader
AN: under the cut is SFW however my blog is for 18+ only and id like to keep it that way please and thanku.
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-eddie is enthralled when he sees you walk through the hallways and he just has to introduce himself
-the corridor is busy and loud but eddie can make himself heard
- he shouts after you "Hey, you in the band shirt" but you dont turn around
-and Eddie is just so perplexed and confused but he's not one to give up
- he catches you leaving again and he shouts you again and once again eddie doesn't get a response
-but eddies mind doesn't jump to "they're being rude"
-he runs after you, the chain around his neck bouncing against his chest
-finally he taps you on the shoulder, surprising you
-" Oh I didn't mean to startle you" he chews his hair and smiles shyly
-"Oh that's okay, what's up?" You smile
-"im eddie" he bows to you dramatically
-"y/n" you chuckle at him
-" I like your shirt" eddie says and his eyes are so warm and kind
- "Oh, thanks! do you listen to them?"
-" I do one better, I can play them on the guitar" he's not bragging, it's just eddie.
-your eyes light up at that
-"you wanna hear me play sometime?" His face is back to being shy again
-"yeah of course"! And Eddie is just so happy you said yes
-"I um, shouted you, earlier today, it looks like you didn't hear me" it's sort of phrased as a question and now it's your turn to be shy
-"Oh gosh, i wasn't being rude or anything!" You reassure him
-"No no I didn't think you were" eddie corrects you and your face falls in relief
-"the corridor, it's too loud so I take out my hearing aids when I leave class and sometimes I don't put them back in, it's too much sometimes" you mumble the last part
-"Oh I'm sorry I didn't know!, I would of made sure I came up to you and didn't shout at you"
-"eddie, it's fine, not many people do, you know how certain people are here so I just-
-"it's okay, I get it, but you shouldn't have to hide you know?" Eddie makes sure you can see his face now
-eddie hands you his arm to cling onto as you both head to his trailer
-"you know what, hang on a sec I've got something for you" eddie stops and reaches into his pocket and pulls out a tiny bit of paper
-"its too small for anything for me but its the perfect size for your hearing aids!, only if you want of course" he says fiddling with his rings
-"Oh my gosh I love it" you say, taking out your hearing aid and applying the sticker
-"how does it look"? You ask
-"fabulous" eddie signs.
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nonclassyparty · 10 months
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i’ve started reading soot, this masterpiece at 6am and finished at 10:30am. it took me longer to finish because i had to stop many times as i was crying horribly lolone of the things i like about your writing is that you keep it realistic. you’re so good at with words and describing the feelings.I love your san fics even more because it’s a fic Ofc it’s not real life, but i can’t help and think about the real life san and his way of approaching the situations so soot made me even more sad -mel
2; i yn in soot. i like that she had her weak times, tried to be strong but couldn’t it was fine. i like that she really loved san despite knowing she fucked up. I like san’s character too. i could feel that his feelings were real. coming from all those hardships, it wouldnt be realistic if he left w/ her when she asked him. i got sad when i heard it was not a series(i love long stories) but omg it was even better. it was long & i could see u really worked hard on it. thanku it made my day! -mel
woah mel thank you very much for reading and no it isn't a series, the only series i write again will be a wooyoung one but other than that it will be just one-shots or two part stories <3
i think it wasn't that noticeable in the first part bc she had a lot going on with both her mom and san but with soot!mc i wanted to write about a character who just dreamed too big and ended up being let down not just when it comes to san but life in general..i feel like it might be relatable to a lot of people (myself included). part 2 will def be more interesting to write since the setting will be completely different to the one in part 1. thank you for reading once again!
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