#please dont cancel me either way

[disneyprincemuke]

i'm kinda freaking out now, are you scrolling through my blog or are those posts coming up on your dash/explore?

cause seeing a writer, who in my head is a celebrity, reblogging oldish posts which i reblogged is freaking me out(in a good way)...

GIRL PLEASE THE IMAGE IS SENDING ME TO AN ORBIT AND BACK WHAT

hehe, it's actually on my dash cause i followed you <3 and wow celebrity status kinda makes me blush and kick my feet btw is that why i almost got cancelled last week LMFAOOO

#im kidding #please dont cancel me either way #disneyprincemuke asks #dpm x itsprashimusic

[stupidnaturals]

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#GAH hate not knowing how ppl feel about me #bc i used to be SUPER close friends w this person like they were ~25% of th reason i came back to my uni town after moving away last summer #and i keep texting them like ' hey we should meet up sometime! ' and they respond ' omg YES 100% i have SO much i need to catch you up on ! #unfortunately i am out of town every single day. also so busy. ' #and like yeah okay college very busy life very crazy. but how are you out of town every single day and also why have you NEVER reached out #and i saw them in person at target and they seemed genuinely pleased to see me! and also said something like #' we gotta hang out i have so much to tell you!! *ill* message *you* ' in a way that seemed to convey guilt at ^^ all that #but then how in the WORLD do you happen to be driving out of town immediately after the one event i know we'll both be going to??? #and also casually gracing over the fact i also mentioned getting dinner beforehand?? #also i dont know any reason they wouldnt like me unless its one of those ' im autistic and didnt notice you getting fed up w me ' #or if theyre just actually that busy or too anxious to see people or anxious to reach out or fucking whatever #and like even when i saw them at target they told me a bunch of stuff that i dont tthink youd say to a random acquaintance #which if they do still like me makes sense! bc we were super duper close once! but doesnt make sense if they dislike me/want me to go away #like UGH just either ask me to hang out or say yes to a hang out or tell me to fuck off already!!!! #oh and ALSO the one time we DID have plans we didnt set an exact time but they texted me at like 11 and said ok we can hang out now until 2 #or they texted me at 11 and said ' i work at 2 but i dont think thats gonna be a problem also are you okay w hanging w my roomies too ' #and i know their roomies so thats fine but i was like ??? WHAT shouldnt be an issue? r you gonna call off to hang out for more than 3 hrs? #or are you gonna friend break up w me so it wont take 3 hours #anyway i was like uhhh shit we didnt set a time so im actually at a tattoo place like an hour away w my roomie? #so we rescheduled for the next day when uh oh they hung out w someone who was exposed to covid so had to cancel again! #i cant think of a single reason they wouldnt like me except that they never did but we had an activity together so they were stuck w me #and they seemed genuinely happy to see me and also seem upset declining plans but like if thats true what the FUCK is happening???? #anyway this was a mile long if you e read this far i love u if you have tips feel free to reply or dm me

[islandofsages]

hello~ I'd like to request malleus, idia, and azul reacting to gn!reader either kicking rollo in the balls, punching him, setting him on fire (or any form of violence, your choice!!) when noble bell college does a visit to nrc <3

characters: azul, idia and malleus x gender neutral yuu

tags: relationship not specified, crack (?), imagines format

warnings: rollo gets pranked (gone right)

author's notes: i. got carried away again and made this yuu SORRY PLEASE FORGIVE ME also i made it more mild bc i dont wanna get hashtag cancelled by the rollo enjoyers ... i am of neutral standing ok dont come for me

It took you by surprise - when the headmage announced some students from Noble Bell College will be coming over for a foreign exchange program and that you’ll have to act as a representative of your dorm, all you could think about was the events from the last time you and a few friends visited Noble Bell College. It was disastrous, it was exhausting, and you definitely don’t want another repeat of them. But most importantly, you feel like Rollo didn't quite learn his lesson.

You understand Malleus is as benevolent as they come but… you certainly aren't. Thinking about Rollo again makes your blood boil. What right does he have to strip people of their magic, simply because he lost his brother to it? It's a blatant misplacement of his own emotions and they had to suffer the consequences of someone whose denial is stronger than Malleus himself. You try not to grit your teeth at the announcement.

Though when they finally step into Night Raven’s grounds, it’s a different story entirely.

A pack of them make their way to the entrance where you await them, Rollo at the lead. You and the other housewardens stand patiently in a neat little line. Being right next to Malleus grants you a preview of his reaction up close and so you take your chances - he’s grinning. Of course he is. Ever since that day, it feels as if Malleus sees Rollo as some kind of toy. But you couldn’t blame him, considering the way Rollo played everyone first.

After what feels like eternity, the Noble Bell College boys finally begin greeting you all. They exchange handshakes and pleasantries with you while you put on your best practiced smile. You can’t see their faces but you assume Azul and Idia are a bit tense, being face-to-face with Rollo again. You have no energy to spare for anxiety.

So when Rollo comes to shake hands with you, his face unreadable, your rehearsed smile grows as you take his hand in yours. He walks away with the same amount of emotion he put into that forced handshake and your eyes trail after him. You go back to waiting, your hands clasped in front of you.

In the blink of an eye, Rollo starts shaking uncontrollably, as if being electrocuted. You fight back the urge to laugh at the sight. Though you were a bit concerned about the prank going wrong and severely injuring him instead, the fact that he’s still standing with a perplexed look on his face tells you that nothing went wrong.

Azul Ashengrotto

He jumps slightly at the sight of Rollo’s body contorting in a strange way but once he realizes it occurs a few seconds after he shook hands with you, he hides a twisted smile beneath his hand

He would praise you after the theatrics are over. You shrug it off, mentioning that you just searched up simple pranks online to get back at Rollo

He laughs at your casual admittance to wanting to trick someone who attempted to drain all the magic from Twisted Wonderland. It’s no wonder Rook calls you the Trickster

“Still, even a simple prank like that caught him off guard. That’ll teach him that not every form of revenge has to be grand and catastrophic.”

You dismiss it, admitting to originally intending to resort to kicking Rollo in the balls but you’re afraid of getting caught and being under the headmage’s scrutiny is the last thing you need right now

After that confession, he watches himself, knowing the kinds of tricks you’re willing to pull

You’re certainly a different kind of twisted.

Idia Shroud

He lets out a small “eep!” at the sight of Rollo suddenly acting so weirdly, thinking that he’s glitching out or something along those nerdy lines

After the whole ordeal, he’d think over the event again and come to the conclusion that you somehow manage to tase him from afar

You approach him and confirm his suspicions, to which he responds with his signature creepy giggle (affectionate). He asks you how you pulled it off

“A magician never reveals their secrets, I’m afraid.”

He pouts at your answer but he respects your commitment to the bit plus he bets you got them off the ‘Net, literally everything is there

He would randomly bring it up with Azul in Board Game Club meetings and the two of them would laugh over it

…Little does Azul know that’s just Idia’s tactic of distracting him from the game.

Malleus Draconia

His eyes widen at the sudden movement but then he sneaks a glance at you. You don’t reciprocate but he smirks either way. He knows

After the meet-and-greet, he commends you on the trick and that he was very much amused by it

“Well played, child of man. It’s simple enough that he wouldn’t be able to notice.”

You grin proudly, satisfied that you got your revenge and that your trick was worthy of his attention

He then asks you if you’re gonna pull off any more such tricks. Huh. You didn’t think that far honestly

Because he plans on joining in on your pranks if you would have him

You don’t tell him that you actually just planned that one trick but hey, you’re not going to say no to exacting more vengeance on Rollo.

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x yuu #twisted wonderland x yuu #platonic twst x reader #platonic twisted wonderland x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto x reader #idia shroud #idia shroud x reader #malleus draconia #malleus draconia x reader #rollo flamme #twst x mc

[hearvex]

can i ask for this Juan guy lore :v i saw his tweet when it had like 3k and thought it cant be good but i dont know anything about him. its upsetting to see 12k likes tho like why are people fighting against human fights tho

oh this is a long one, who's Juan Guarnizo, the streamer who has recently tweeted against the french union in regards of the qsmp.

juan guarnizo is a colombian streamer (who now lives in mexico with his wife). he's participated in Tortillaland, a roleplaying minecraft series, as a wizard of sorts. He then decided to create a "spin-off" series (more cinematic/pre-planned) called "El Dios de Todo" (The God of Everything, his character's catchphrase). So he partnered with Euphonia, a popular Minecraft Studio that has created games such as SquidCraft, Dedsafio, SawMinecraftGames, and more.

He announced he was looking for several roleplayers for this project, and people started complaining on twitter because some of the requirements were pretty much insane.

Some include, full availability for 6 hours a day everyday for an entire month, good quality microphone, not being able to livestream the content, just record it to be used after the proyect was released, knowing how to rhyme/rap/sing/imitate voices and animals/general voice acting talent and being able to improv. All of that for the price of 0$. The payment? The enriching experience of being part of this unpayed proyect with your favorite content creator.

Well turns out people still didn't like this idea, justifiably so, and continued to call him out on twitter. His initial response was as follows:

(Hello, I understand that you know little about the project so I'll explain it to you: The God of Everything is a series based on a story that we will tell in the most cinematic way possible, therefore it is only possible to have one pov and not 40. Participants will be able to take advantage of the series on different social media platforms but not live. How much benefit they decide to get out of it is up to each person. The 6 hours a day thing is insurance, because there will most likely be days where your participation is half an hour and that's it. Also making it clear that professionals such as voice actors who will also be in the series will be paid for their work. We are creating an experience never seen before for me, the roleplayers and the audience, whoever wants and can experience it will enjoy it very much. It is something that we are putting all our heart and desire into for those who want to see the story. Communities that are not going to see it at all, at least don't fill it with your toxicity or bad vibes.)

Basically excusing himself by "I'm doing good by allowing you to join, please don't let toxicity ruin this". Which was still off, because professional voice actors would be getting payed but somehow the rest wouldn't, weird overall. Several POVs would be recorded but only one would be able to broadcast it, Juan. "we'll pay you with exposure" ahh deal

I haven't followed him since this happened, some claim he then did pay the actors, but even if that were the case, that would've never happened if it weren't for people calling out his exploitative bs. Which is exactly what's happened with the qsmp, only this time it's not a cancellation on twitter dot com, but a whole entire french union.

What I think their fans don't understand is that this is not a mob campaign against their faves, it's about protecting the working class from the privileged who refuse to pay them correctly or sometimes never at all, granting them rights to defend themselves when cases like these arise. This goes for people who claim Juan learned from his mistake, he clearly didn't if his immediate reaction to the union was:

(It's good that they formed a union, so they all hold hands together and fuck off)

So either he's forgotten his "lesson", or he only payed them (if that even happened) because he got caught and wanted to prevent a future cancelation).

#h ache #ask h #long ass explanation #hope this adds context!

[lavendergalactic]

A callout post on Locket. (aka @llocket)

(JOKE & NON-SERIOUS happy april fools)

1. he spread misinformation

i'll be talking about this post where they "defend" nahida being brown

locket spread misinformation on that post because famous non-muslim non-indian tiktok user firestorm703934 said she's based off the moon (not saraswati who has the godly glow of the moon, just the moon itself because that makes so much sense for the god of dendro and wisdom to be based off the moon itself) on a post where an artist drew nahida with melanin

as you see in this comment, they're totally right about their point, the moon ISN'T tan. therefore nahida shouldn't be "tan" either, it's perfect logic

2. sent me cryptic death threats

locket would sometimes send me messages that i don't understand, so i put them through in google translate and you will never believe what they said

this was really hurtful. i cried for days on end after google translating this.

3. cultural appropriation

locket speaks urdu, but they have multiple parts with names of different languages

as you can see here kaveh is a PERSIAN name. not URDU.

and here, kaeya is an INDIAN name. not URDU.

also, one of his parts used a language thats NATIVE TO INDIA (NOT URDU.) symbol as an aesthetic in their intro.

(urdu is a mix of arabic, turkish and persian just so you know, and they are half indian half pakistani, they can use all of these)

4. he was previously RCTA

from 2015~2022 locket claimed to be a different race, he claimed to be canadian and white, not half pakistani and half indian.

proof:

this is from their old carrd from 3 years ago claiming that they're white

here they are seen PHOTOSHOPPING THEIR SKIN to be another race, like wow, why would you do this to yourself? that's so fucking insane

this is their REAL HAND in comparison:

THIS IS SICK. ^

they've also made their roblox avatar white back in 2021 to trick me into thinking they're white:

his username is "J44KU", as you can see it's WHITE

5. copying my work

multiple times locket has purposfully copied my work. taking too heavy inspiration and then claiming it as their OWN.

here you see locket clearly copying my akira and ryo graphics i've made in december last year.

and here you see the CLEAREST COPY IN EXISTENCE. they copied everything about my part noir's rentry. it's SICK

TAGS: please spread the word.

@yaoitistic @hamusie @pwupsicle @venshuko @necroangelz @otoripink @mukurosgf @magnoliawriter @cactiflowering @triokoto

(PLEASE DONT TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY BY THE WAY, LOCKET WAS IN ON IT TOO AND GIVING ME IDEAS AND IMAGES!! please don't actually try cancel my boyfriend for this, this is all for shits and giggles, happy april fools!)

#talking #SERIOUS!! (not) #april fools day

[ilovehimyourhonour]

003. freshman are weak

📂 xu minghao x fem! reader . written series , university au , best friends to lovers . mentions of alcohol / being drunk , reader calls woozi short (short king🫶🏻) . inspo — I love your smile + I got you something .

a/n fell into some sort of writing slump/blockage lol, but im back!! there really isn’t too much plot but whatever ig.

taglist open !

previous ! next !

“you said yes to the date because you need to get over minghao,” jihoon summarizes the twenty minute rant you had just threw at him. his simple sentence had your makeshift speech looking foolish.

“basically,” you awkwardly shrug. the boy across from you merely hums, the disposable coffee cup comes to his lips as he softly nods his head.

“woo, I came to you for some sort of help. but so far you’ve just sat there and done nothing.” he glances over the plastic lid, eyes squinted.

“I don’t really know what you want me to do, or say. you made your decision when you agreed to the date, there’s nothing I can do now.” he firmly places the cup onto the table between you, his hand falling back into his lap.

“woozi,” you whine. “please, just give me some sort of advice. give me something.” the boy only sighs, grabbing his phone from his jean jacket.

“tell minghao,” his attention remains on the screen as he speaks. his thumbs begin to dance along the bottom half of the device. “tell him youre hopelessly head over heels and just get it done with, or don’t. doesnt effect me any.” he sighs and places his phone onto the table. “but either way, don’t go on that date.” you frown and he abruptly stands from the table, taking his phone and cup with him.

“wait,” he ignores you and heads for the exit. “this kid,” you mutter beneath your breath as you jog after him, fellow students glance as you pass their tables. “woozi!” you call out as you step outdoors. “jihoon!” you know he can hear you, and this wouldn’t be the first time he purposely ignored someone. “for someone so short you walk awfully fast,” you heave as you finally reach his side. “what did you mean don’t go on the date?”

“exactly what I said. dont. go. on. the. date.” he sighs, you can tell he’s growing tired of the subject. he comes to a stop, you stumble over your own feet at his abruptness. “i’ve known you long enough to know you dont simply just get over things, especially not what you feel for hao. if you go on this date you’ll be leading your date on, thats not fair to them, or you. you can’t force your feelings away, so whatever you do regarding your love for minghao—cancel your date.”

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curse jihoon and his rational thinking. curse minghao and his handsome face. and curse hoshi for being so adorable.

mingyu chuckles to himself as he fills hoshi’s shot glass, again. hoshi, with tears streaming down his cheeks, practically lets out a sob as he brings the alcohol to his lips.

“I think thats enough,” seungcheol snatches the bottle from mingyu’s hands. he places it next to him rather aggressively before he turns to you, his cheeks are tinted pink and his eyes are glossy. “are you really going on a date?” you huff, arms crossing over your chest.

“everybody is always in my business,” seungcheol places his elbow onto the table and sits his chin into his palm, waiting for the answer to his question. “I dont know,” you cave. “jihoon said I shouldn’t go, but what’s he know?”

“exactly! that guy always thinks he’s so much better than us,” mingyu leans against your side, his alcohol breath fanning across your cheek. “who are we talking about?” he giggles into your shoulder.

“how much did he drink?” you question seungcheol, who merely shrugs, obviously not really caring.

“but I agree with woozi, you shouldn’t go on any dates—unless its with minghao.”

“yes!” mingyu shouts, you hiss and cover your ear. “hao loves you so much,” his fingers come to the hem of your shirt, mindlessly fiddling with the material. “sometimes I get annoyed when I see you guys,” mingyu’s voice has fallen into a whisper, but with his close proximity you can hear him perfectly. “the two of you live in oblivion, he pines after you and you pine after him but neither of you do anything about it.” his whole fist now clutches onto your shirt. “it makes me sad, and angry. like just kiss already!” he throws his head from your shoulder, sending you a wide-eyed glare.

in your semi-buzzed state registering his words took a little longer than necessary, your brain seemed to lag over the implication of mutual pining—because there was no way any of that was true. mingyu is drunk, his emotions are unstable, he doesn’t know what he’s talking about. you take a glance at seungcheol, but he’s busy tending to the mess hoshi had came to be.

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the ticking of the clock, the turning of pages, the clicking of keyboards—everything seemed to be doubled in volume.

you softly sigh as you drop your head onto the wooden table, the slight collision has you hissing in pain. you shouldn’t have accepted mingyu’s challenge, neither of you needed to know who could take the most shots in a minute, because you both knew to begin with that mingyu was going to win. maybe you were just trying to set yourself up to forget the man’s drunken words, if that had been your plan it severally backfired.

“you look awful,” joshua plops himself into the seat across from you with a laugh.

“too loud,” you frown. “shh.”

“you really shouldn’t accept anything from mingyu, whether its a challenge or food. I once watched him spit into his smoothie and then hand the rest of it to chan,” you lift your head and lean back into your seat.

“thanks for the advice,” you hum, a hand coming up to ruffle through your hair. “where were you when I needed it?”

“in bed, wearing my silk pyjamas.” you cant help but grin, joshua’s smile grows as he sees yours. “so,” his smile drops as he leans forward. “I heard you have a date.”

“how does everyone know my business?”

“there aren’t a lot of things jeonghan doesn’t know, we are blessed to have him in our group.” you scoff. “anyways, what did minghao say when you told him?” joshua’s eyebrows raise and a giddy look spreads across his face.

“he told me he was happy for me,” you mumble. joshua’s smile drops, again. he practically throws himself back into his chair, his lip sits curled as if he’s disgusted with what you had just said.

“happy for you?” he mutters, eyes wandering past you. “its so much worse than we thought.” his eyes narrow, seeming to focus on something. you hesitantly turn in your seat, gaze landing on an approaching minghao—in his hands two coffee cups and a brown paper bag hanging from between his teeth.

“what did you mean-?” joshua only shushes you, leaving you to stare at him with a slacked jaw.

“you’re late,” joshua quips as minghao reaches the table.

“the line was long,” he mutters as he sets the coffees down, taking the paper bag from his mouth. “I got you something,” he grins, reaching into the bag. as he withdraws his hand the most beautiful croissant you’ve ever seen sits between his fingers—you physically can’t help but gasp. “I know they’re usually out so I grabbed you the last one.”

“how did you even get the last one?”

“freshman are weak,” he shrugs. you grin softly as he tosses the paper bag to the third party, sliding you one of the coffees as he crosses behind you, taking a seat at your side.

“thank you,” you smile as you lean towards him. he remains silent, but his lips twitch—a signal he was holding back words. “what?”

“nothing,” he shakes his head.

“now you have to say it,” you giggle.

“its just,” he sighs. “I love your smile.”

@cinnamoroxie @hellodefthings

© ilovehimyourhonour

#🌿 — ways to say i love you #📂 — ilovehimyourhonour #kpop boys #kpop imagines #kpop #kpop x reader #kpop idol x reader #minghao imagines #svt minghao #seventeen minghao #minghao #minghao x reader #minghao seventeen #xu minghao #seventeen imagines #seventeen #seventeen x reader #kpop seventeen #svt x reader #svt scenarios #svt #svt fluff

[chrisgetsmewet]

Blurb

Pairing: matt×fem!reader

A/n: im not just saying blurb as the title like bitch this is a random blurb.

Summary: the triplets collab but from y/n's POV

I was driving to the triplets house it was like- 9pm and i was coming back from my job, at the bookstore.

I pulled into the driveway treding my way inside. If whatever was happening behind this door not something that is enjoyable i might actually breakdown.

I opened the door and walked up the stairs that led to the living room.

"You must be Y/N!" tara practically squealed i assume thats her, she's been all over my fyp and her quote 'tara yummy is a mindset'.

"Thats me" i said not sounding enthusiastic at all, tiredness spilling from my tone of voice. She pulled me over to the couch making me to trip a bit

"I bet it is-" larray started but got cut off by jake

"this is Matt's little gf isn't it" he teased

"You'reso dumb she literally said yes" tara replied smaking jake in the chest.

"Ow!" He rubbed where she hit him at

I just sat back and observed everyone standing around, talking showing videos to one another, making tiktoks and for background noise they have tara yummy plaing on the tv.

"You look tired" matt said sitting next to me placing his hand on my leg.

"yea great observation genius"

"Someones in a mood"

"Can you stop im actually tired and annoyed and i had a long day and i dont even wanna be on this couch rn i wanna take a shower then sleep" i said all in one breath then sighing, slumping back on the couch. I wish it would just swallow me whole, i totally just snapped on my boyfriend for no reason and the guilt is already killing me.

I get a couple of stares from like two people which was johnnie and sam but it wasn't long until they were back to talking to eachother.

"Whoa, whoa, it was just a joke" he put his hands up surrendering, defending himself.

"Im sorry.." a light whisper came out i couldn't do it anymore, i got up and walked to matts room where i have plent of oths that i left there so i can get cleaned even if i didn't i could just wear his clothes.

I could hear Matt's or whoever was following me footsteps behing me.

" what's up with you? You're acting so tense" he said softly, i can tell he was worried but i didn't need him to be i just needed him to give me a hug or just comfort me in anyway possible.

"What are they doing here matt?"

"It's just a collab and we're about to go to top golf. You can come if you want" he suggested which didn't sound to bad if i wasn't tired.

"I'd rather not" i declined his offer, here comes the guilt creeping over my shoulder again almost making me changw my mind.

"Then i won't go either"

"No matt you have to go, i get enough hate as it is and it's finally getting better bad enough people think i stopped you from going to tara yummys party i really dont wanna ruin this collab please- just go"

As always i never really wish him away, selfishly i don't ever want him to leave me but as a youtuber or an influencer i know it's his job so sometimes being selfish isn't always the answer especially with the outcomes and all the backlash i get from it.

"Look i can cancel-"

"No. Go. don't make this hard"

"I love you baby, you don't gotta wait around for me"

He opened the door but larray was already about to open.

"Oh.. well they wanted me to get you, they said we're about to go"

"I was heading out anyway" he said grabbing larray's arm and dragging him where everyone else was.

I heard the front door closing the chatter leaving the house i let out a heavy breath that i didn't even know i had i pick out some comfortable clothes, and head to the shower.

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I get some strawberries that surprisingly didn't go bad out the fride and place them in a glass bowl, on my way to the room i get a notification from instagram it was larray posting on his story.

It was matt playing golf, this made me kinda feel bad for turning down his offer and not going with them normally i don't get fomo but this made me feel really left out but it was my fault so i had no one to blame but the one feeling this way.

I just go in the room and sit on my bed promising myself not to open my phone any.ore unless someone texted me, which i doubt so i put on netflix, i chill in Matt's bed finishing my strawberries, i put them on the stand by his bed and get comfortable in the bed that i was laying in moving around a bit to find the comfortable position once i found it i didn't move. Causing me to drift off into peaceful sleep.

all the working around all day in a library, to driving to this very moment where i can sleep and not feel any shame for it cause it was well deserved this felt so worth it i wish i could share some of this time with matt, but it's ok cause the sent of him still lingered around jn his bed so that counted as something.

A/n: this isn't proofread and i got lazy at the end ik shame on me but i have this good idea but idk how to put it into words so ig i just can write it 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️

#matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #collab #type shit #tara yummy #larray #y/n

[gifti3]

Short smut fic for asmo 🫡

MC and Asmo are having private time in a random room in RAD

(GN!MC and i dont bring up any parts either)

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"You act like you haven't been fluttering your eyelashes at me all day."

"But it worked didn't it?"

You huff partially from this statement but also from the way you were bouncing in Asmo's lap. This position was tiring.

"Need some help?"

He scoots back on your futon to lean against the wall. Your arms wrap around his neck, and his hands hold your hips to support you.

The responsible part of you knew you shouldn't be doing this. But the way Asmo kept looking at you. The unnecessary touches as he passed you in the hallway…You couldn't ignore it. So you dragged him to your "secret space" you'd sneak away to when everything became too much at RAD. The spot was a room that wasn't being used in a quiet part of the school. So you slowly started sneaking in things that would certainly have Lucifer lecturing you for hours. Now it was your own personal lounge.

"This stupid...uniform...is stuffy." Your jacket was unbuttoned but you were beginning to overheat.

"That's why we should have stripped," Asmo sighs.

You rest against him. "No way. What if there's a drill or someone decides they desperately need to get in this room?"

"But that's what makes this so fun~"

He kisses you against the neck as his pelvis rolls against you.

"The idea of someone seeing us together like this...." you feel his nails digging into your hips. "It's very exciting."

You look at Asmo and almost want to laugh but realize he's being very serious. So you start to actually think about this idea.

Someone seeing you and Asmo so intimately involved with one another that you were completely unaware of your surroundings?

It's a little embarrassing but you feel a rush of arousal and end up clenching around Asmo.

"See? You always get me MC ❤ "

His kiss silences any denials you have. When he pulls back he's slightly out of breath. "MC can I finish in you? I don't want to pull out!"

You're not thinking straight and practically beg him to. You're so tired and stopped riding him a while ago so when Asmo stops supporting you to hug you instead you immediately slump down on his cock. Your body tenses and your own orgasm hits you while Asmo moans directly in your ear.

Your grip on Asmo loosens and you lay against him. As you feel your eyelids getting heavy the room door rattles.

You jump, fully awake.

"It's okay we locked the door. You're too nervous hon."

You feel Asmo's hands rubbing your lower back but you get out of his lap. And immediately regret letting him finish inside you.

You pull your school bag towards you to look for a napkin or something.

"We should get out of here anyways...."

"Nooo, let's skip our next class and hang out here! Anyways, you're obviously sleepy."

Asmo reaches his arms out towards you, motioning for you to come back into his arms.

But you shake your head and wipe your inner thigh. "I actually take notes during class though."

He huffs. "You're such a nerd." He lays on his side on the futon and starts to inspect his acrylic nails.

"...Asmo come on."

He stares intently at you. Too intently.

"Whatever you're trying to do, it's not gonna work."

"MC please, I can literally smell your horniness from here."

You deadpan. That little ability of his was so troublesome. Sometimes he was able to tell what you were feeling before you even acknowledged it.

"We can mess around after school, let's just get to class!"

"Hmmm...kay." He sits up and starts tidying himself.

...That easy???

In the middle of your class you suddenly remember you had plans with someone else after school and internally groan realizing you'd have to cancel. Dealing with an annoyed Asmo was out of the question.

You pinch the bridge of your nose and side eye said demon. He notices you looking and smiles.

#obey me #asmodeus x mc #asmodeus x reader #obey me asmodeus #asmo is a little “spicy” here #i kinda write him to be like this at times #hes very sweet but can be a handful especially if hes in some type of mood #if that makes sense #anyways yeah! #this scenario has been in my mind a long time so put one version of it on paper #im posting this through my phone god tumblr pls just send it through #dont destroy the formatting pls #i started this today and i didnt wanna think about it after today so finished really fast #be like that sometimes

[awakenmiamor]

Rdrtwt is crazy omg they’re all attacking these two 15 year olds right now ( louiemacguire and auraverra/auravirra) for not even shipping morston but for saying it’s not incest

And people are screaming at them and making call out posts saying “stay away from these people for your own good” and accusing them of being racist and a proshipper . and earlier they all cancelled this other girl, pacinoslut , for liking dutch

LMFAOOOOOOOOO WHAT😭😭😭😭 THATS CRAZY THE KINDERGARTEN IS ON FIREEEEEE LETS GOOOOOOO 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Now that sounds very interesting but also so fucking embarrassing ❤️ i get the teenage hormones and shit blabla gaming phase twitter phase but theyll be so embarrassed when they grow and IF they mature😭😭 i promise u theres more important things in life than losing ur mind over ppl that like some pixels from a game

Either way i stay the hell away from rdr twitter. When i see a rdr post on my tl i mute the account to make sure i dont get more😭 i genuinely dont wanna be there

CANCELLED FOR LIKING DUTCH IS INSANE😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 OH MY GOD I HAVE TEARS IN MY EYES TRYING MY HARDEST NOT TO LAUGH I CANT. PLEASE TELL ME U GUYS SEE HOW INSANE THIS IS

Why is rdr twitter just the g3nshin and mha fandoms combined with a sprinkle of purity

#asks #im crying so badly at this i look crazy #this both ruined my day and made it better

[lilborealis]

incorrect quotes? Incorrect quotes.

Evie:please, be straight with me.

Jacob:

Jacob:Eves, you know I can’t do that.

Hinata:guess I’m too tough to cry!

Tsukishima:you were crying about snakes yesterday.

Hinata:THEY DONT HAVE ANY ARMS

Kuroo:you ever get so tired you start seeing spiders?

Kenma:me after I take seventeen Benadryl and start seeing the Hatman

Kuroo:THE WHO

Kenma:oh this is not a safe space suddenly

Price:SOAP NO!

Soap:what?! I didn’t do anything!

Price:sorry, force of habit. GAZ NO!

Abberline:how do the Frye’s usually get out of these messes?

Henry, so very tired:they don’t, they just make a bigger mess that cancels out the first one.

Rudy:would you please not Alejandro this into a situation worse than it already is?

Alejandro:….did you just use my name as a verb?

Altair:I’m such an idiot!

*long pause*

Malik:if you’re waiting for me to disagree, it’s going to be a long night!

Graves:must you always attack me with words?

Alejandro:what, you want me to use rocks?

Evie:That’s It, I’m not getting into anymore stupid debates with you.

Jacob, not even looking up:Earth’s not a planet.

Evie, exploding:HOW THE BLOODY FUCKING HELL IS EARTH NOT A DAMN PLANET-

“THAT IS THE OPPOSITE OF BEING TEAMMATES THAT IS ATTEMPTED MURDER!”-Ennoshita yelling at Kageyama not to murder Tsukishima for the fifth time in two days

Kiyoko, watching people do something stupid:man, those guys are idiots.

Kiyoko, realizing it’s her boys:oh god, those are my idiots.

Literally Anyone:I’m gonna ask you to be respectful here.

Gojo:I will politely decline.

Lyla:where are you going?

Miguel:to either get ice cream or commit a felony, I’ll decide on the way.

Hobie:are you in love with Gwendy?

Miles:*sweating*…..no.

Hobie:then why are you drawing ‘M+G’ in hearts everywhere?

Miles:*still sweating* it stands for malice and greed.

Hobie:hey, Pav?

Pavitr:Yeah?

Hobie:do you know the difference between you and plants?

Pavitr:uh….what?

Hobie:plants grow.

#assassin's creed #jacob frye #frye twins #evie frye #asscreed #call of duty #alejandro vargas #rudy parra #simon ghost riley #john price #kyle gaz garrick #haikyuu #hinata shouyou #kageyama tobio #kei tsukishima #ennoshita chikara #into the spider verse #across the spiderverse #miles morales #hobie brown #gwen stacy #spider gwen #miguel o'hara #spiderman 2099 #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #philip graves #altair ibn la'ahad #malik al sayf #Frederick Abberline

[goldenpinof]

As much as I love the new dnpg era we're in (and Im not complaining in the slightest) in the back of my brain I am finding it a bit strange that dan and phil are currently creating the exact content that for the last 5 years they (especially dan) have been saying they are tired of making. The whole "heres our sponsor, please hit the bell, like and subscribe!" Content. It feels very nostalgic right now, which I love, but also isnt necessarily sustainable. And the idea that they're only doing it to pay the bills on their house doesnt sit right with me either.

Im wondering if maybe theres a bigger picture. I feel like the gaming videos they are churning out are to sort of ease us in to a new era of dan and phil. If maybe they are playing a bit into the nostalgia of dan and phil, to gain back the audience that they lost after 5 years hiatus, so that then, they can slowly start to transform the content and the brand of dan and phil into something that better fits them as they are now. Because an abrupt change after 5 years of being gone, would honestly kind of mean they would have to almost start from scratch (bar the few thousand people that have been following them throughout), and honestly idk if an abrupt change would work for them either, bc even with dystopia daily, it was a cool idea, and not badly executed (apart from just kind of stopping halfway through) but it was also so different to anything else, that I think people found it really jarring, because it didnt really feel like the dan people were used to. I also dont know how well it really represented dan creatively anyway. I feel like bringing the gaming channel back, and also making it clear that its going to be different, its not specifically limited to games, is allowing them to take us with them on the journey of figuring out their new creative direction, rather than starting a few projects that get announced suddenly and then not going anywhere. It also means that when they are working on things behind the scenes that take months or even years to come into realisation, that can also just be cancelled at anytime, they are not banking on their audience just happily waiting with nothing to show for it, and can atleast still produce content that they enjoy and we enjoy, so that when dan inevitably does more standup or phil announces a project or they announce a new dan and phil project, it didnt come entirely from nothing.

Idk, basically i feel like the gaming channel is only the start of something bigger, and I dont think that bigger thing is them reverting back to 2016 dnp. Im interested to see.

oi, big asks bring so much pain ehfeliwdskd only because my answers usually are also big as fuck.

what i find interesting about this relaunch of dnpgames is that it's treated like the main place for joint content. what Dan said in the baking video can only mean that what was posted on AP channel or Dan's channel before, will now be on dnpgames. this gives them (Dan specifically) a way out of the dan and phil brand. it's like the joint branding exists outside and in parallel to their solo brands but doesn't intervene (it still does with AP but maybe it won't in the future). there's a better, more strict division between dnpgames + what's allowed on it and AP and their social media. it's so interesting to see how far they will go with it. they might bring back small portions of what they did before the hiatus (livestreams, dan vs phil, spooky week, gamingmas, game series and etc) but there will be new stuff as well. i wonder if the promo for all dnp brand related things will go on dnpgames now. before that, it was on Dan's channel (tours, books). i'm manifesting ladydoor tour 2.0 if the gaming channel thrives and there will be an audience to fill out the venues.

don't forget that Dan's decision to resurrect dnpgames allegedly came only in 2023 and because of his semi-flopped tour and difficulties with the dvd. no one wants to throw money into it, unfortunately. something happened in Edinburgh with BBC (wad related or not, hell knows). this dnpgames return is like a filler between solo projects (re: they are not banking on their audience just happily waiting with nothing to show for it). and it will be dropped the moment they are offered something serious. unless that something is gonna be precisely dnp brand related.

i don't think there's gonna be a huge change in the direction of dnpgames. we missed it how it was, Phil missed it because it allowed him to work with Dan and have fun. it can co-exist. i have an unpopular opinion maybe, but today's vibes are so unhinged. it's different from what it was before the hiatus, and i'm not talking about gay stuff. it feels like we're constantly running somewhere with them, and i don't like it. too much, too suddenly. and for someone who likes rewatching videos to find something new or just relax and laugh, it's a very uncomfortable schedule. and even dnp in the videos seem a bit frantic. plus different editing styles are visible, so it's like constantly jumping on a trampoline never knowing how high. i like consistency, so i need time to adjust? it's not a criticism, just an observation.

i think i have a bit different opinion to yours :) if it's the start of something bigger than only in the variety of content, but i don't think dnpgames will live for more than 3 years. 5 max. and this insane schedule will be dropped eventually. because it's unhealthy and EXACTLY why Dan backed out in 2018.

thank you for sharing your thoughts! let's see how it goes.

#sorry #i'm not even commenting on dd #because it goes along with wad and it's a whole separate convo that i've already touched 5 hundred times reuighdfes #answered #dnpgames #un-interactive-introvert

[velvett-tearss]

Cake Day — Jean Kirschtein

prequel to French Wine

summary: Your friends take on the task of planning Connie’s birthday party, only there are a few challenges along the way. Keeping your eyes from staring at Jean happens to be one of them.

warnings: no pronouns mentioned, reader does have hair, cursing, connie is going through a dark time (dont worry, he’s gonna be okay), kissing ;)

genre: fluff, crack

word count: 5.5k bc I am crazy

a/n: no bc i always come back, connie’s bday was a long time ago but this is what i have, literally all of the 104th cadets are mentioned/make an appearance, this is a prequel to French Wine by meeee, hope u enjoy <3

    "Please tell me this isn't actually happening right now."

    "Sasha, it's alright." you say, walking over to where she stands in her Auntie Anne's work uniform with wide eyes. "We can find a new place to host the party, and if not, we can reschedule."

    "No, we can't." Armin admits from his seat on your apartment's brown couch. Everyone winces at the sight of the old thing. "It has to be tomorrow. I already asked everyone to RSVP for tomorrow. We can't just cancel on everyone like that."

    "Why can't we just have it here?" Mikasa suggests calmly, long fingers messing with the hem of her sweater. "We can just put up some birthday decorations and ask Reiner to bring everything else here."

    "No, that won't work. We're always here, and this has to be special. It's Connie's first birthday since..." Sasha loses her words for a moment as she begin spacing around your shared living room. "It's gotta be the best party we've ever thrown. Our apartment has too many bad memories for him.”

    Her words bring silence upon the group. She's right. Every single one of you has seen Connie at his worst, and being there for him on his birthday is the only thing any of you can gift him.

     The plan was to throw him a surprise birthday party at some club downtown, but that proved to be worthless when the owner called a few minutes ago to inform Sasha that there was a leak that managed to mess up the electrics of the building. The owner promised your money back, but it left you without a venue.

    "Whose stupid idea was it to even ask Mina for connections to that place?" Eren demands, walking out of the kitchen with furrowed brows. "Why did we even trust her? Especially after what she did last year."

    "It was yours, genius. And don't tell me you're still upset over her not inviting you to her sorority party." Jean scoffs from beside you. "What about mine and Marco's place?"

    "It's too small and smells like dog all the time." Eren responds easily, to which you raise your brow in amusement. "Sorry, but Marco's mutt is the messiest animal in the world."

    "Jean Paul Marco is a chihuahua, and he is not messy." Jean argues and crosses his arms over his chest. "Sorry, not all of us have renowned doctors as fathers that can pay for maids every other week."

    Eren rolls his eyes and takes a seat beside Armin. A wince is heard from everybody once again. "I'm sorry, aren't you pre-law?"

    "I have an idea." you announce before the two idiots start bickering over meaningless shit. "Why don't we ask Historia to host it? Her apartment is big enough for everybody to fit in, and you know she loves hosting events. There's no way she'll say no."

    "That might work." Armin says after a few moments of thinking, turning over to where Sasha stands. "I'll talk to her about the details. Ymir and Annie won't mind either."

    "And Reiner and Bertholdt can bring the rest of the booze over to their place." Mikasa explains with an assuring nod that seems to quell everyone's nerves. "Eren and I will spread the word about the change in location."

    "And the rest of us can take care of the party decorations and cake." Jean finishes off with a grin, glancing at you meaningfully. "We got this."

    The brunette lets out a relieved laugh. "Alright, this might actually work." she breathes with a smile. "All I gotta do is keep him distracted."

    "Keep who distracted?"

    Everyone's eyes shoot to where a freshly-showered Connie stands in the hallway, clad in plaid pajama pants and a red DC Comics shirt.

    "I'm helping Sasha get the neighbor's number." you lie quickly, walking over to put your hands on the woman's shoulders. "I told her if she wore that one shirt with the lace, he would totally get distracted."

    "Ah, the cheetah print one?" Connie questions with an approving nod. He walks past Armin's flushed state and into the kitchen in search of dinner. "Yeah, but isn't he a chef or something?"

     You exchange a glance with Jean, who offers you a shrug.

    "What does him being a chef have to do with anything?" Mikasa asks, glancing over to where Sasha stands with a red face.

    "Nothing. I'm just saying that he's a chef."

    "Then why'd you say but?" Eren questions with a confused face.

    Connie peaks his head out of the refrigerator, mirroring Eren’s expression. "Because he's a chef?"

    "That isn't correct grammar." Armin sputters out, turning to where Connie is. "It would be better to say and he's a chef."

    "Yet you understood what I was trying to say, didn't you?"

    "Yes, but—"

    "And what's the problem then?"

    "So," Mikasa says with a bored expression on her pale face. "You would say so what's the problem then?"

     Connie lets out a scoff as he makes himself a bowl of cereal. Him and Eren start talking about some soccer game that aired last night, and the topic of his surprise birthday party is long forgotten.

     "Would you stop freaking out?" Jean orders, golden eyes wide at you. He's holding the end of the orange balloon in a tight grip, tying it to keep the air from gushing out. "You're making me freak out."

"Sorry. I'm just nervous." you apologize, frowning as you tie your own white balloon. "And on the verge of passing out. Tell me why we got stuck with blowing the balloons again?"

Jean grabs another balloon to fill up. "I know. Why didn't we just buy one of those air tanks for this? I would've brought one if I knew we still had to make more of these shits."

A snicker echoes from the hallway.

"I thought you guys were good with your mouths? Isn't that what you always say?" Reiner chuckles, walking through the living room with a white box in his beefy arms.

You scowl and grab another balloon to... blow. The thought of tossing a balloon at him crosses your mind quickly, but you know it would only waste your time. Plus, it looks as if he is carrying the cake.

"You've been carrying platters of food the entire time we've been here like some busboy while we've been giving our all, including our oxygen, to make this party come to life."

Reiner lets out a hearty laugh, ignoring Jean's chatter. "Historia only sent the two of you here to get you to shut up for once." he confesses, but you know it's a lie.

The guy next to you makes a faux scowl, watching as the blond disappears into the kitchen where the cake would be kept for the time being along with the other plates of food.

Your eyes scan over Historia's apartment. There are white and orange balloons and confetti scattered over the counter and her rosy coffee table. Earlier, Mikasa set up an extra table where all the beverages (mostly booze) sit. And Marco claimed to know someone who made the best cakes in town.

"I mean, not to be that person, but is this the best idea?" you question softly, throwing a raised brow at Jean. He purses his lips, giving you a knowing look. "I just wonder if Connie's in the mood for surprises."

He nods, eyes scanning to make sure Reiner is still occupied in the kitchen. "Sasha says it'll be good for him, but you know how over the top Historia gets when it comes to birthday parties." he mumbles back.

"You can say that again. I mean, haven't we learned enough from surprising our friends?" you ask as the the two of you recall when Historia threw Mikasa a surprise birthday party two years ago. That event only led you to learn two things: Mikasa hates surprises, and her right hook is amazing. "We're lucky it was Eren who took the hit."

Jean nods knowingly. "I think this will either result in everyone having a nice time and getting shit-faced, or we all might have a crying session after this."

     You snort, raising a brow. "Let's just hope it's the former, then."

"What do you think about it?" Jean asks, glancing at you before starting to fill his balloon. "I mean, Connie's been living with you and Sasha for — what? — six months? You guys probably know how he'll react."

It's a tough question to answer. Hell, everything about the situation is tough. Is Connie in the right headspace to be thrown a birthday party? His first birthday after all that he's gone through in the past year?

     "I don't know. I've never seen someone like him go through something like this." you reply in between breaths as you fill your balloon. "I think celebrating his birthday with friends will do him good, but a surprise party?"

     Jean nods in agreement. "Yeah. Didn't he say he wanted to keep his birthday small?"

     "Yeah, but Sasha thinks it's a lie." you reply.

     "That's what Marco said."

     "And when has Marco ever been wrong?"

     "He has his moments." he states with a shrug and slight grin playing on his lips. "But there's no point in questioning what's already been scheduled. If Connie hates it, which I hope isn't the case, at least we'll know we tried."

     You nod, tying your balloon. "On another note, I heard Mina's bringing some guy from her nursing class."

     Jean raises a brow, as if this is the first time he's hearing such a thing. "She's coming? And Eren's not losing his shit?"

     You laugh. "Armin said that Historia insisted that we invited Mina — to show it's all water under the bridge and all." you answer, looking for another balloon to fill. "But it was Ymir who told me she was bringing Thomas."

     "Hmm," he hums. "At least someone's getting laid tonight."

     "Have you seen Armin and Annie?" you ask with an incredulous laugh. "There's no way they aren't going out."

     "Annie? With Armin? Please." Jean asks, surprised. "She looks like she could tear his head off. Shit, I'm even afraid of being alone in the same room as her."

     You laugh at his exaggeration, and he joins in. The two of you know Annie's the definition of someone who could and would kill you, but you all know very well how much of a softie she's become for the group.

     This is what you like about Jean. He's the only person you can manage to have an intellectual conversation with (if discussing your friends' business is considered intellectual). It's not hard to bounce off ideas with him, as well as laugh with each other.

     Eren likes to poke fun at you and say you like spending time with Jean so much because he's got a nice face, but that's not true. Jean's handsome face has nothing to do with how much you enjoy his company.

     Totally.

     "What about you?" he asks suddenly.

     You sigh, lightheaded from blowing into balloons and laughing. "What about me?"

     "Who are you bringing tonight?"

     "I think I should be the one asking you that question." you reply with instead of answering. "Last time I checked, you were dating that chick from your study group."

     "She was just a friend." Jean says easily, watching you. "And that was a long time ago. Haven't talked to her in a few weeks."

     "What about that chick from Marco's study group?"

     "Also a friend."

     "And from Armin's study group?" you hum, avoiding his golden gaze. "Or was she a friend too?"

     "If I'd known you were so interested in my love life, I would've made more of a show out of it." Jean scoffs, joking, and you smack him. "But, yes, they were all friends. At least they are now."

     You nod, hiding your grin. "Oh, so that means you've got your sight set on someone new?"

     "It means I'm currently unattached." he explains with a sense of finality. The smirk on his face grows because he's an idiot. "Why? Who's asking?"

     "If this is your way of asking if I have any single friends, you're sorely mistaken because there is no way I am letting you and your dick near them."

     Jean laughs, but that doesn't stop his next words to lack in seriousness. "I don't want to know if your friends are single."

     "Good." you say, an immense feeling of relief washing over you like an icy bucket of water on a hot day. "'Cause I can assure none of them want to date you."

     "Good, because I don't want to date them either."

     You smile, but it falls quickly. "Should I be offended you don't want to date my friends?"

     "No, you should feel sorry for them." he answers, looking down at his balloon before bouncing against the top of your head. "They'll never get never have a chance to blow balloons with me, let alone date me."

     "Right," You swat his hands away from your body as the orange balloon bounces somewhere on the floor. "Because the pipeline from blowing balloons with you to dating you is totally possible."

     "Do you want it to be?"

     You snap your head to look at him. A fire spreads across your body.

You can't say this is something you were expecting, especially not when you're wearing one of Connie's cartoon shirts. You're about to come back with something that you hope will have him burning, but Historia bursts out of the kitchen with two triangles of concealer under her eyes and hot pink rollers in her blonde hair.

      "What the hell are the two of you still doing here?" she cries, blue eyes widened at your flushed face. "Go home and get ready before Sasha and Connie arrive!"

     You're shocked to see her in such a panic. "Hisu, we still have enough time to finish up and get ready. It's only six right now."

     "It's six?!" Jean cries in a panicked state, searching his pockets for his phone frantically. "Holy shit, why didn't you say anything sooner?! Where's Marco?"

     "Everyone's gone, Jean. They left through the back door to not mess up the decorations in front." Historia says, grabbing the both of you by your wrists and dragging you to her backyard. "See, this is exactly why I told Armin we shouldn't put the two of you together without supervision. You guys always get carried away!"

     Your cheeks burn at her words as you drive home, hands gripping the wheel so tight your knuckles turn white.

     "It was entirely your fault." is the first thing Jean says as the two of you race to Historia's back door.

     "My fault? I had no idea Connie and Sasha would show up at seven! Eren said they wouldn't arrive until eight!" you hiss back, hands reaching to unlock the wooden door that led to the backyard. "If anything, it's your fault. You knew exactly what time they would come, and you still got carried away."

     "Why would you listen to Eren? The guy can barely differentiate left from right." Jean throws back with ease, swatting your hands away from the door handle. He unlocks it without any difficulty, which you scowl at him for. "And I couldn't pay attention to the time with you distracting me!"

     "Oh, I'm sorry watching me blow balloons in Connie's Super Mario Bros. shirt is distracting." you scoff as the two of you rush into Historia's brightly-lit backyard.

You have to admit that your friends have truly outdone themselves. When you suggested Historia's, Ymir's, and Annie's shared apartment as the location for Connie's birthday party, you weren't expecting them to turn the place into such an amazing event.

The backyard is decorated in lightbulb strings hanging across the thick trees to illuminate the round tables draped in white coverings to give a sense of class to the event. It carries the same weight as an actual event thrown by a professional party planner.

It has Historia written all over it.

"Where have the two of you been?" Annie demands as she opens the sliding glass door for the two of you. She's wearing a baby blue dress that brings out the color of her eyes. "Don't look at me like that."

Your eyes jump to hers as you step in. "What?"

"I can hear your thoughts." she hisses, cheeks burning bright red. "I don't own anything that isn't a neutral color. Historia said I should wear this. End of story."

"You look nice." Jean grins, nodding at her dress. "I've never seen you put this much effort into your appearance. Hah, you're even wearing eyeliner."

Annie's narrows her eyes at him before turning around and waking back into the kitchen to hide from any more comments about her appearance. You don't miss the embarrassed flush of her cheeks.

"Jean," you whine, smacking his shoulder.

His brows furrow as the two of you walk around to inspect the apartment. "What did I do now?"

"You shouldn't have made such a big deal about the dress."

"I didn't say anything about the dress. That was you, actually." Jean corrects as the two of you stop by the table of beverages. "I only commented on the eyeliner she was wearing."

You scowl but pour a drink for each of you.

"She should get used to compliments if she wants to date Armin. He's always got something sweet to say." he adds. A grin grazes his lips when you hand him his cup. "Besides, there's nothing wrong with spending time to look nice."

You take a sip of your drink, letting the liquid burn your throat. "Of course you would say that. You spend a ridiculous amount of time doing your hair."

"But it looks nice, doesn't it?"

You hate it because he's right. His light brown hair resembles that of the caramels of the the earthy hues, and it looks best under the light of the apartment's lighting.

Lying is a wrong, so you turn away.

     Jean leans against table. His gaze creates fire across your skin. You can barely process anything with the subtle aroma of his cologne blinding your ability to think. You suddenly feel more exposed to him than you've ever felt in the past years you've known him. Why is he staring longer than usual? Why now?

     "Oh my gosh," you breathe, suddenly very horrified. "Do I have something on my face?"

     "No!" he laughs loudly, reaching a hand out to calm you down. "No, you have nothing on your face."

     That grants you little relief. "Then why are you staring? It's scaring me."

     He shakes his head, smiling like you've created the sun with just your hands. "You're perfect."

A breath gets caught in your throat. You weren't expecting him to say something along the lines of You're perfect, especially not with so much conviction. His words replay in your head, looping through your mind as the two of you gape at each other with a slight tension in the air it makes it difficult to breathe.

     There's a distorted beep from outside the apartment, which causes everyone in the area to stiffen. You all know that noise to belong to Sasha's old sedan the same color as shit-brown. In a flurry of freckles, Marco appears out of thin air and tugs you and Jean by your wrists to get close enough to the front door without being seen.

     Everyone's shuffling around as quickly and quietly as they can. You bump into Mina and Thomas with so much force, the air in your lungs dissipates, and you think it's Eren who mutters out a string of apologies for stepping on your foot.

Once everyone is in their places, Ymir orders shut your mouths, or I'll scream. Maybe it's because you're squished between Reiner's arm that leaves room for no air at all and Jean's intoxicating cologne, or maybe you just manage to get an unflattering angle of the freckled woman, but you find everything in the moment hilarious.

     You left out the most silent chuckle you can muster, but it's still too loud from the way Ymir gives you the side eye. Her expression only make you want to laugh even more.

     A hand comes from behind you and clasps itself over your mouth. You'd be alarmed if you didn't know the only thing separating you from the wall is Jean.

     "Be quiet," he murmurs into your ear. His voice sends a multitude of shivers down your spine. You find no humor in how quickly you wish to obey. "Or she'll slap the shit out of you, and I'll laugh."

     You elbow his stomach, but there's little power to it.

Once your fit of laughter has disappeared and shows no signs of coming back, his hand leaves your mouth, but he remains close to you, hand finding purchase on your shoulder, close to the nape of your neck. Like clockwork, the fire he brings along with him ignites across your body. You hate that he does this to you without thinking of the consequences. Doesn't he realize how much he affects you?

You don't have time to think much of Jean intentions, for the front door which was left unlocked is slowly pushed open. Everyone holds their breaths, waiting for the right moment.

But it never comes. You hear voice whispering on the other side of the door.

"Oh my gosh," Connie's voice comes out in a terrified tone. "Sasha, the door is unlocked. What the fuck? What if they got robbed? What if—"

"Then we oughta check on them!" she replies back quickly. "Connie, just open the door!"

"What? No! Why me?!" he says immediately. "We should call them to make sure they're alright."

"Constantine, if you don't—"

"That's not my name!"

Jean stifles a laugh from behind you. It sends goosebumps across your body. He takes note of them, so runs his hand down your arm as if to soothe you.

You hear a groan from Sasha, and quick stomps come close to the door once again. There's enough light from the moon for you to see her stand in the entrance of the living room, but not enough for her to see you.

The light remains off. "Look," she orders, holding her hand out to the dark, yet safe, emptiness of the apartment. "No one is here."

"Fine, you win." Connie sighs and walks into the apartment, closing the door behind him. "But if some crazy guy jumps out and starts robbing us, you're giving him your earrings."

Sasha grins, walking past the threshold to get the light and send the signal. "Just hurry up, so I can change my shoes."

"I thought you said you wanted to change your shirt."

     The brunette reaches the light switch and flicks it before he can ask any further questions.

     "Surprise!"

     Much to your delight (and surprise), the party ends up successful as ever. Everyone owes an apology for doubting Sasha. She knew a surprise party was just what Connie needed, and you have to give credit where's it's due.

     You just wish she would shut up about it.

     "And I was just trying to getcha to stop freaking out and come inside," Sasha guffaws as she retells the story, as if everyone wasn't there. Her face is red from amusement and the alcohol in her system. "I was shitting myself!"

     Connie's laughter is amplified at her words, nearly doubling over from his laughter. "I- I thought we were going to get kidnapped, and all you could talk about was your shoes!"

     Their version of the story is hilarious, and just hearing their laughter brings smiles on everyone's face, but it's the 16th rendition they've told in the past hour.

     And it's getting old.

So after listening to the wheezing laughter and slurred jokes from Connie and Sasha, you decide to find refuge in the kitchen.

It's a mess when you walk in — plates of half-eaten cake, bottles and bottles and more bottles of alcohol, and even more napkins are littered across the kitchen counter.

You pour yourself a glass of Annie's most treasured wine (because you know she won't mind, not if it's you) and begin cleaning as best you can.

Most of the items are paper plates and plastics utensils and cups, but the rest go into the kitchen sink. Decidedly, you choose not to go near the dirty dishes if your life depended on it. Instead, you settle on letting them soak with a few dollops of dish soap.

"There you are."

Jean finds you sitting atop the counter beside the kitchen sink, sipping away at your wine. He's got a boyish grin on his pink face as he walks toward you; you blame the alcohol. "I was looking for you." he says.

"Were you?" you hum, curious. "I've been here."

"Cleaning?" he questions, golden eyes gazing around the kitchen. It's much better than before, but the stacked dishes in the sink lessen the shine.

     Of course, his eyes stay on them.

     "I was going to get to that later," you say, the sudden need to explain rising out of your throat. He walks over to them, watching the bubbles fizz. "I just hate doing dishes."

     Jean doesn't care. He turns the faucet on and submerges his hands into the sink.

     "You don't have to—"

     "Oh, I don't mind." he informs you with a light shrug as he begins washing the many, many plates and bowls and forks. "Marco does the restrooms, and I do dishes."

     An image of Jean doing dishes after breakfast, still in his pajama bottoms (because you know he doesn't wear a shirt to bed), with a serious case of bed head and a sleepy face pops into your head.

      You just nod, letting silence fill the room aside from the sound of running water. The silence gives you enough time to observe Jean as he works.

His jaw appears even sharper without the stubble he had earlier. He must've shaven when he got home. You can't help but notice the curl of his lashes and the perfect nose he seems to have. His hair, as always, is styled to your definition of perfection. You twitch with the sudden urge to run your hands through his hair.

He's beautiful, you think. He always has been. There's never been a moment in your day that you've thought otherwise. You couldn't deny such a fact the day Eren introduced the two of you during freshman year, and you can't deny it now.

"You know," Jean begins, grinning as he looks to where you sit. "I'd suggest for you to take a picture, but I like having you stare at me."

You roll your eyes. "Get over yourself. I was not staring at you. I was just wondering how disgusting you must be to like doing the dishes."

"Have you never washed dishes before?" he asks with a laugh.

"Of course I've washed dishes, Jean, but that doesn't mean I like it."

"So? Doing them doesn't mean you like it." he replies as he washes what you assume is the last fork. "But I had to get away from whatever the hell Sasha was doing on the dance floor." He shuts the sink off and uses a rag to dry his hands. The left over bubbles begin to fizz out on their own.

"Last I checked, she was retelling a story we were all there for." you reply, amused.

He laughs, and suddenly he's so much closer to you than before. "Connie and Historia dragged Sasha to the dance floor, and you know how disoriented she gets when she drinks."

     You raise your brows, setting your plastic cup of Annie's wine beside you. "Oh no," you breathe, holding back your laughter. "Don't tell me she took her pants off."

     "She took her pants off." Jean confirms.

     "Oh my gosh," you groan, heat rushing to your face at the thought of your roommate dancing like a headless chicken with no pants. "Did someone stop her?"

     Jean nods, grinning at the memory. "Mikasa took her into Historia's room before anyone who isn't us could get a peak."

You make note of his subconscious groupings: you, him, your close-knit circle of friends, and then everyone else. You like it. You've never had friends like you do now, and you probably will never get the chance again. To him, you don't exaggerate over his word choice. You act natural, as if his words don't phase you at all.

     But to you, it means the world.

"Sasha's happiest when she's being nurtured, and Mikasa's happiest when nurturing." you say instead, nodding. "I'm glad everyone is enjoying themselves."

"Me too," Jean agrees, grinning at you. It's dazzling, as always, and spurs a grin of your own to paint itself on your face. If anyone were to walk into the kitchen right now, they would find two idiots staring at each other with big smiles on their faces. You don't think you would mind, not if it's with him.

"You shouldn't tell the others, but you're my favorite." he admits, setting his hand on your knee. The weight of his words (and his hand) make your cheeks burn. "Don't let it get to your head, though.” he warns, reaching up to brush your stray hairs away from your face. “It’s already huge enough."

"My head is not huge." you correct quickly, swatting his hand from your face. You choose to ignore the one on your knee and leave it there. "Your head is huge, and I know it is because you've got all that hair covering it up." You bring your hands to his hair and reveal his perfectly normal forehead. "See? Look at your big ass forehead!"

Jean scoffs at your antics and takes this opportunity to poke at your sides, coaxing a laugh out of you. He does it again and again, your laughter spilling out of your mouth and filling the kitchen with the sound. You manage tickle him back, and his laughter joins yours in the kitchen.

Before you know it, a truce has been declared and you can barely breathe with how close he is. You don't know when his hand managed to move from your knee to up your mid-thigh.

     You place your hand over his. "Jean," you whisper softly, moving his hand higher, closer. You act without thinking. "You're my favorite, too."

     This is as far as you'll go. You won't risk your friendship for your selfishness and stupidity. If he doesn't get the hint now, he won't ever.

     You know your mind isn't playing tricks on your when he starts inching even closer. Your heart races agaisnt your chest as you watch his eyes flutter shut, and you know it's coming.

     It feels like everything around you has slowed into a quiet hum. The only thing you can focus on is Jean, Jean, Jean. His eyes, his hands, his lips. You've fantasized about a time where you actually had a shot with him, but you weren't expecting this. You weren't expecting him to actually want you back.

     His lips brush your tentatively, slowly, giving you enough time to pull away and stop this at any given moment. When you don't, when you open your mouth and allow him further access, when you show him you want him just as much, his hand leaves your hip and travels in search of yours. He brings your palm to his chest, right where his heart is. You don't notice it at first, but suddenly you feel it.

     The plundering of his racing heart against his chest. It makes your hands curl into his hair so deliciously, he lets out a groan. Something has changed. His kisses grow deeper, desperate. It's intense and intimate and something you've never felt before.

     You hear a door open and stumbling footsteps come closer. Like clockwork, Jean pulls away from you and switches on the kitchen faucet, submerging his hands into the leftover bubbles. You bring your almost-forgotten cup of wine back to your lips, attempting to hide the smile on your face.

"Ah! It's you guys!" Connie giggles, stumbling into the kitchen. His cheeks are tinted a rosy color from the alcohol and the spring heat. Jean shuts the water off and dries his hands with a dishcloth. "I'm having so much fun, you guys. I've had way too much to drink."

     He shuffles over to where you and Jean are, putting his hand on the man's shoulder. "I'm just having a really nice time, and I'm, like, so blessed right now. I mean, you guys know what I'm saying, right?" the drunk man continues. Tears begin falling from his eyes. "There is so much pain in the world, but not in this room."

He begins full-on sobbing against Jean's body. "And I never thought we would be here, you know? But, like, it's just so hot outside, and I figured it would be nice to stretch my legs out, you know?" Connie sobs, gasping for breath as he wipes his tears and snot on Jean's dress shirt. "You know, everyone, like, they have a person who fits them, that's made for them, you know? And, like, it's so beautiful."

Jean chuckles at his friend, wrapping a consoling arm around him. "Yeah, man," He exchanges a glance with you. His cheeks are still tinted pink and his smile hasn't left left his face since your lips did. "It is."

#ahhh #happy belated birthday Connie #jean kirschtein x you #jean kirschtein x reader #jean kirschtein x y/n #jean kirsten x you #jean kirsten x reader #jean kirsten x y/n #jean kirschstein headcanons #jean kirschtein fluff #jean kirschstein #attack on titan x reader #attack on titan hcs #jean kirstein x y/n #jean kirstein x you #jean kirstein x reader

[adventures-in-teyvat]

so um

tighnari’s eng va huh

me rn (confused and sad)

i would like to add though that we can separate a character from their voice actor. it may take some time for some people to feel okay with the character again, for some no time at all, and its okay if you are either one. its also okay if you never end up feeling comfortable with the character again. you cant help what you feel. just know that if you do love tighnari, this does not spell the end of him, nor do the actions of the VA reflect the fictional character. you aren’t evil or bad if you still love tighnari—i think everyone really enjoyed elliot’s portrayal of him. and it’s okay if you still do. you are not a bad person if you still like that portrayal of the character. please remember that elliot’s actions in no way reflect tighnari as he is a fictional character, and you are not a bad person if you like his voice.

you dont have to invest yourself in the drama and the cancelling—in fact, i’d encourage anyone who struggles with these sorts of things or is in a bad mental spot to not engage in the drama at all. it will do no good for you—it will only cause you stress and grief that you don’t have to experience if you simply continue to play genshin and enjoy the characters. i am not downplaying the seriousness of the situation at all, but i am simply saying that elliot is a stranger to you—you do not know him, and you don’t have to get emotionally involved with the drama. you can sympathize with the victims and feel lots of things still, but you can be informed in a way that does not break or hurt you in the process.

anyways, im not super sure what the point of this post is. i think i just hope that everyone can take care of themselves amidst this discovery, since we can be so emotionally invested in fictional stories and characters—and if something happens that bridges the gap between fiction and reality in a negative way, it can shatter you. so i just want everyone to be careful since there will be so much drama and confusion going on.

tl;dr you don’t have to be emotionally invested in the drama—in fact, it is probably better if you do not get invested at all, especially if it will only hurt you and cause you stress. please please take care of yourselves. it’s not your responsibility, not your moral obligation, to know everything about what he did or said or what’s going on. you can know the basics of the situation, pray for and care about the victims, and you can still live your life. please take care!

p.s. also.. if you previously used the eng VO and no longer wish to because of elliot.. may i recommend.. the korean vo.. tighnari’s korean va is absolutely delicious (at least in my opinion) and i would highly recommend giving it a listen :] i mean, in my opinion, the entire korean VO is severely underrated and it is my favorite voiceover so i might be biased but ehhhhh :]

#im not usually one to pay attention to cancelling and shit #but. the evidence is strong with this one😔 #i do not want to really explain it so if you want to know what the fuck im talking about you can look it up for yourself #(hold up the way i worded that sounds like im being rude bjt im not amdbsjdh😭😭❓) #but if you cant separate a VA from the character i would recommend avoiding the news as long as possible #please continue to love tighnari he is still our beloved little fox man #:’) #muji screams into the void #I LOVE THE KOREAN VOICEOVER pleaseeeee someone else cry about it with me #it has my favorjte voices for literally all of my favorite characters #genshin impact

[pupzzz]

Abt me/this acc!

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Name - You can call me any of these! - Fang, Lupe, Echo/Ecko, Lobo, Wolfie, Wolve or Pup ☆

+ petnames/titles?: puppy/puppie/pups/pubby (any variation really) puppa, papa and dada (im okay with anything really though feel free to ask about any others!)

Age - 20

Pronouns - he/they/it + neopronouns: pup/pups, canine related neos!

Likes/interests - kpop, anime, sanrio (puppies) animal crossing, cookie run, genshin, idv, collecting plushies + stickers

I am a pet dreamer/regressor aswell as a dog/wolf/canine therian/kin and furry, though i am a cg/handler too! (Both coping mechanisms!) Interested in a cg (puppyreg) and/or pet! Im okay with agere too though^^ just as long as youre around my age, 17 at least! Dont be afraid to dm me (:

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m: me/im/i, b: be, s: so, ss/is? jst: just, gnna: gonna, wnt: want/wont, cld: could, shld: should, hve: have, nd: and, yr: youre

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#pet regression #pet regressor #petre #puppy regression #puppy regressor #sfw puppyre #pet dreaming #canine therian #dog therian #wolf therian #caninekin #dogkin #wolfkin #therianthropy #therian community #therian #petre community #sfw petre #sfw pet dreaming #sfw petdre

[nijisanji-brain-rot-fics]

rating the fanbases in nijisanji en that im in 🤠🤘

also im not hating on yall im just talking about…… some colorful things about the fan communities im in

aight for one, kyomies. = FUCKING -18/10

im scared of like some of yall. like ongod 😭 either chill or so fucking down bad WW like oh god i watched the confessions stream YOU GUYS. ARE SCARY. PLEASE. I CANT TELL YOU HOW MANY TIMES MY JAW DROPPED WATCHING THAT STREAM. also we needa stop bullying kyo for being the shortest male in nijisanji en lmao hes coping already 💀AHEM… TO ANY OF YALL WHO GENUINELY LIKE ASTERS FEET CAM STREAM… DNI (jkjk but like keep a respectable distance from me pls 🧍✋ yall scare me enough)

kindreds!! = 5/10

yall horny as fuck. all i gotta say. we all know the gwak gwak incident, lets leave it pls. also yall are nice, everyone in chat is pretty nice, yk you get a parasocial chatter every once and a while but oh well wwww 💀💀 ehmmm theyre like the first niji en fanbase ive been in, i have a friend irl whos a kindred, theyre nice yk did not prepare me for the shitshow the online kindreds are

villions = 8/10

i know, we are all probably down bad for ber whenever he speaks korean, BUT CAN YOU BLAME US?? i wanna bet ver is half of his fanbases’ reason to learn korean (can vouch because i started to relearn kr bc of him 😭👌) ALSO HES SUCH A CINNAMON ROLL I JUST WANNA SQUISH HIM!! villions in general, yall r nice, like all i gotta say LOL

sicklings = 4/10

basically kindreds but like twice as horny and mentally ill 💀like goddamn yall listen to his yandere asmrs and go ‘he can fix me’?? is that like a thing in this fanbase? 😭 how mentally ill yall had to be to fall for a therapist [bullying myself rn] like holy shit also that one overlay incident 🫣 lets not talk about it but like anyways yall are ok, its a debatable topic also just wanted to say hex looks like the type of person to have a rice purity score of 53 idk

FaMillie = 10/10

OK SO IM BIASED BC IM ALSO A FILIPINO AND YK SWAGPINOS UNITE BUT YOU GUYS ARE FUNNY I CANT LIE, YOU HAVE GENUINELY MADE ME CACKLE SOMETIMES especially the hugot lines stream, my mom fucking got mad at me for laughing so much some of yall are unhinged like stop bullying millie LOL ik its for shits and giggles but damn, yall are being mean sometimes 😭

Quilldren = 6/10

personally, i havent been in the fanbase too much but most of you guys are chill so neutral score. havent seen too much stir from ike's fans so thats nice, good to know theres one fan base that isnt overtly chaotic [from what ive seen 👀]

scythekicks = 8/10

girl is this fanbase dead or am i just not active on twitter? probably the latter LMAO but like i barely see any doppio fans in the wild like where are yall come out come out you may be outta scythe but you aint outta my mind WWWW we all love doppio in the scythekick household, that man gets so entertained so easily

uhhhh shit ok pls dont cancel me WWWWW IM NOT TRYING TO BE RUDE I PROMISE THIS IS ALL FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES im in these fan bases too IM BASICALLY FUCKING MYSELF OVER

also posts are gonna be slow as fuuuck cuz schools starting and yknow we gotta COME IN DO YOU READ ME?-

im just kidding guys dont hate me for this WWW its for giggles so dont take it to heart

i think i did this wrong in so many ways but oh well LMAOO

#scythekicks #sicklings #idk #kindred #kyomies #idfk #uhhh #nijisanji en #fanbase

[a-wondering-thought]

i'm listening to speak now(tv) and i had thoughts

so hear me out, but what if instead of it being another women who wanted to marry the man like in the song, its a story abt two queer women and the woman who is marrying the man is a closeted Lesbian/Sapphic woman who was marrying the man because idk family/peer pressure but in reality was in love with her best friend(who is openly bi/pan/ommi/sapphic? idk which one, but she likes women) and doesn't realise until either like a couple of days before or the day of the wedding and by that point doesn't feel like she can cancel the wedding so she just go's along with it, and its the man who uninvites the best friend bc idk maybe a grudge or smth but the best friend go's anyway bc she's in love with the bride and doesn't know the bride loves her back but she go's anyway bc it her bff who's getting married and she's gonna support her regardless and wants her to be happy, so then its the day of the wedding and they are all getting ready and i have two different endings but the first one is that like the mother of the bride/bridesmaids has to go get something/meet someone or something and so the bride and the best friend are alone and the bride sort of tells the best friend how much she doesn't wanna get married(and maybe tell her she likes someone else???, i haven't decided) but then they are interrupted bc the mother/bridesmaids has come back and the bride go's with them to idk finish getting ready and the best friend is very worried and confused for her friend bc she doesn't want her to get married to a man she doesn't love and be unhappy (up until this point the best friend had thought the bride was in love with the man) but she go's to the venue where the wedding is happening(probably a church but i'm just gonna put venue bc idk it might not be a church) and sits down and then fast forward to when the preacher says, "Speak now or forever hold your peace" and then the bride looks at the best friend and the best friend is like i'm in love with this woman and i don't want her to be stuck in a marriage with a man she doesn't love and if she will have me i'd like to marry her and spend the rest of my life with her There's the silence, there's is my last chance so the best friend stands up her hands are shaky and all eyes are on her and the best friend says " i object, *brides name* if you really wanna do this i wont stop you but you are my best friend i have seen you laugh i have seen you cry i have seen you angry, happy, anxious every emotion and the one i dislike the most is sadness so if this is going to make you unhappy then i beg you reconsider bc you deserve the world, if only i could give it to you and being in a marriage with a man you don't love is not going to make you happy, and what i'm about to say might make you hate me and if you don't want to see me again after this i will listen to you but you need to hear me out because the truth is.. i love you. i love you more than words could say, but you are my light in this dark miserable world and you understand me in a way on one else ever has, even when i don't understand myself and i'd like to think that even if there are oceans between us we would find our way back to each other, so please don't wait, or say a single vow run away with me and i'll marry you even if we only have paper rings because you are the best thing that ever been mine", the best friend looks around and see's Horrified looks from everyone in the room but she ignores them all and looks at the bride, anxious for what her reaction might be, and the bride is staring right at the best friend open mouthed and is looking like she just won the lottery but also like she might have a mental breakdown, and then she looks down at her bouquet and then back at the best friend before dropping the bouquet and rushing towards the best friend and smiles "i could never hate you, it would be like hating the best part of myself because the thing is, you're right i dont want to get married to anyone but you because, i love you. and then they run away from the venue and live happily ever after.

#what be even better is if they were secret lovers in the 1700/1800s who where forced to marry but then eloped together #welp its so long #how did it get this long #i think i got possessed #idk anymore #anyway #this all came from me listening to speak now #and took like 2 hours to write #so yeah #taylor swift #speak now #speak now taylor’s version #vi screams into the void