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asimpforyagami · 3 days

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🇸 🇮 🇹 🇴 🇳 🇮 🇹 !

BSD MEN REACTING TO YOU ASKING TO SIT ON THEIR FACE.

↷ A/N ─ i love writing these lmk if yall like reading these by liking :D

★ FT. ─ dazai , chuuya , ranpo , akutagawa , fyodor

!! TAGS ─ face-sitting, 69, cunnilingus

SMUT, 18+, MDNI

"can i sit on your face?"

ᴅᴀᴢᴀɪ.

yes yes and YES

you've never seen this man more excited

to think that you were the one who suggested it between you two!

we all know he's a freak

and a master pussy muncher

man's throbbing just hearing those 6 words from your mouth lmaoo

"Aw, would you look at that? This is the third time you've come, bella. Wanna squirt next?" he mocks from under you. "No complaints accepted. You were the one who suggested this."

ᴄʜᴜᴜʏᴀ.

chokes on his expensive ass wine (iconic)

turns his neck towards you so fast you think he might've snapped it

just stares at you flustered and blushing slightly

stares

still staring

YANKS you and THROWS you onto the bed. yea man, that's defo leaving marks. but its chuuya saurrr 🤷🏻‍♀️

"Guess you really aren't as innocent as I thought you were, eh?" he says teasingly. "My, my, you're on top, yet you're the one dumbfucked. And I haven't even started yet!"

ʀᴀɴᴘᴏ.

rolls his eyes LMFAO

him? abandoning his snacks?? as if

"what's in it for me huh?"

will only accept it if you agree to the 69 position so he gets something in return (man's a giver-taker)

eats you out and takes 2-3 second breaks in between for commentary to update you about how you taste and if it really was worth putting his candy stash down for you

"You think you're sweeter than my candies? Wanna bet?" he raises an eyebrow. "I mean, I already know the answer - you know, the greatest detective in the world and all that. But I'll give you a chance to prove yourself."

ᴀᴋᴜᴛᴀɢᴀᴡᴀ.

he will choke and die so WHY are you suggesting it /j

lets pretend for a moment that he WONT choke and die from the gorgeousness of your ass (love yourself !!)

he's a bit grossed out at the thought. just virgin things ig /j

if he somehow (and idk how) agrees, he'll grip your hips and place you down on his face gently like really really slowly

to the point where you grow impatient and shift so you can toy with his cock

and then that man just snaps and 🤭

"You like that? Is that right? You want more?" he glares at your pussy, heart nearly bursting out of his chest when he hears you pant 'Yes, yes, I love it.'

"Hm. I guess it's okay then."

ꜰʏᴏᴅᴏʀ.

DISGUSTED.

first off how tf is his tired ass anemic body supposed to hold your weight and not die

secondly you're messing with his religious faith!! stop trying to tempt him, satan!

you have to convince him. seduce him on the ultra pro iphone 15 max level.

will ask for a 69 position because ain't no way he's eating you out without getting a bj in return

"Really, now? You're forgetting your part of the deal?" he pats your ass impatiently, your body limp from pleasure and thus unable to give him head in the position. "I guess I'll have to do it myself then."

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thefreakandthehair · 2 days

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“So goddamn dramatic,” Steve grins, crooked and lopsided. “What about you though? How are you feeling about the whole,” he gestured widely with his hands. “Everything.”

A car whizzes by down on the road below Steve’s window, too fast for a residential street, and his thoughts move just as quickly.

He feels good.

He feels confused.

He feels a little scared, but not so much about letting Steve put him down. Not anymore. He’s afraid of what it means, that it’s so easy for him to take, that he’s taking more than he deserves. That eventually, Steve might realize how much Eddie actually wants, and that it’ll be more than Steve can give.

He’s not afraid of getting hurt in the ways that have kept him from relinquishing the leash on his life. He’s afraid of getting his heart broken, and that’s a new development.

“Gonna level with you, it’s still a lot to try and make sense of but I also just came so hard, I think I saw God in that shower, so I can’t act like I don’t like it. And yeah I guess it’s… it’s nice, not having to think.” Eddie pauses, considers what he says next. “My brain’s never been that quiet before.”

Steve smiles and nods, his expression soft. “Yeah, it’s kind of like that for me too, but in a different way. Like, I’m still thinking, and my brain’s still on, but I’m not thinking about anything but you.”

“And that doesn’t make you wanna run away screaming? I don’t even like thinking about myself that much. That has to be a pretty chaotic place to be.” Eddie scoffs, sarcasm hiding sincerity.

“Yeah well, you’re missing out.” Steve argues. “It’s my new favorite place.”

“Stop trying to charm me, Steve. You’re gonna make me fall in love with you or something stupid like that.” Eddie teases.

↳ read chapter two of sugar, we're goin' down here on ao3! @subeddieweek

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pockettwinzz · 16 hours

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୨୧ Synopsis ୨୧ : You and Jungwon were in a relationship where you were always playing the dom role but today you decided to let jungwon take control

୨୧ Warnings ୨୧ : MDNI, Smut, Fingering, Dom!Jungwon x Sub!Fem Reader

୨୧ Author's Note ୨୧ : So umm i was going to make Yn the dom but changed my mind midway skskkss. Also not proofread {i'm really lazy to do it saur umm if you find any mistakes lmk} Dividers are by @dollywons ; Moodboard is by me

Jungwon was the type of person who was easy to overlook. Not because he was unattractive or unremarkable, but because he seemed to fade into the background, content to blend seamlessly with whatever scenery he found himself in. His personality was equally as unassuming; shy and reserved, he rarely spoke unless spoken to and often appeared to be lost in his own thoughts. It was this very quality that had initially drawn me to him, and after a few months of tentative flirting and subtle gestures, we finally became a couple.

I had never been the type to rush into things, and Jungwon was no different. Our relationship progressed slowly, with each of us taking our time to get to know the other. Despite his shyness, Jungwon was surprisingly open and honest with me, sharing his deepest fears and insecurities as if they were the most ordinary of thoughts. I found myself falling for him more and more with each passing day, my feelings for him growing into something deeply intense and profound.

But tonight, something was different. There was a restlessness in the air, a sense of anticipation that hung heavy between us. It was as if Jungwon knew what I wanted, and he was waiting for the right moment to give it to me. I could feel my body tingle with excitement, my heart racing with anticipation. I wanted him, and I knew he wanted me too.

I leaned in close, my lips brushing against his ear as I whispered, "Jungwon, I'm in the mood for something… different tonight." His breath hitched, and his eyes widened ever so slightly as he looked at me, searching for any sign of what I might be thinking. "I want you to take control, babe." The words slipped out of my mouth before I could really think about them, but the look of surprise and pleasure that flashed across his face told me I had made the right choice.

He nodded slowly, his fingers trembling as they traced the outline of my jaw. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "I've never done anything like that before." I smiled reassuringly and nodded, feeling a thrill of anticipation run through me at the thought of giving up control, even if only for a little while.

Jungwon took my hand and led me over to the bed, his movements almost tentative. He lay down on the mattress, propping himself up on one elbow to look at me. His eyes were filled with a mixture of nervousness and desire, and I could feel the heat emanating from his body as he waited for me to tell him what to do.

I swallowed hard, my heart racing in my chest. "You can be as gentle or as rough as you want," I whispered, my voice trembling slightly. "I'm yours tonight." The words were a gift, a surrendering of myself to him in a way that I had never done before, and as I watched his expression change from uncertainty to confidence, I knew that I had made the right choice.

Jungwon's hands moved slowly, deliberately, as if he were afraid of frightening me. He trailed his fingertips down the length of my arm, over my shoulder, and then back up again, tracing a delicate pattern on my skin. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, leaning in to kiss my neck. "So soft."

The sensation of his lips and breath against my skin sent a shiver down my spine, and I arched my back instinctively, pressing myself closer to him. He let out a soft moan, and then his hands moved lower, skimming over my hips and down to my thighs. He parted them slowly, spreading my legs wide, and then paused, looking at me intently.

I felt a thrill of anticipation run through me as I watched him, my heart pounding in my chest. His gaze was intense, almost possessive, and it sent a wave of heat washing over me. "Please," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "Do whatever you want."

Jungwon smiled, and then his fingers began to dance across my skin, teasing and exploring every inch of my body. He traced lazy circles around my nipples, making them harden and ache for his touch. He moved lower, parting my folds and exposing me to his touch. His fingers were cool against my heat, but it didn't matter; I was on fire for him. He circled my clit, teasing and teasing until I was close to the edge, and then he pressed down just hard enough to send a wave of pleasure crashing through me.

I cried out his name, arching my back off the bed, my body shuddering with release. Jungwon leaned in closer, his lips finding my ear. "That's it," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "Let go." His fingers continued to move, relentless in their pursuit of driving me wild. He pushed deeper, finding a rhythm that had me writhing beneath him. "You feel so good," he groaned, his hips beginning to move in time with his fingers.

He smiled against my skin, his hips moving faster, his fingers relentless. "Come for me," he murmured, his voice rough with desire. His fingers found my entrance, circling me, teasing me, before slipping inside. He thrust deep, his movements growing more urgent as he felt the tightness of me begin to give way. "You're so wet," he groaned, his hips moving faster still.

The sensation of being filled by him, of feeling so claimed and owned, sent a wave of pleasure coursing through me. I arched my back off the bed, my fingernails digging into his shoulders as I met his thrusts, matching his rhythm. I could feel the tension building inside me, the impending release threatening to overwhelm me.

Jungwon's breath was ragged against my neck, his hips moving faster and faster as he took me deeper and deeper. "I want to see you," he growled, his voice thick with desire. He lifted me up, his hands on my hips, and guided me to straddle him. "Ride me, baby."

As I lowered myself down onto him, his length filling me completely, a shudder of pleasure ran through me. I arched my back, throwing my head back, and began to move in time with him. His hands found my breasts, massaging and squeezing them as I rode him, and I moaned, feeling the sensation of his touch spreading through my body like wildfire.

The room was filled with the sound of our bodies moving together, the mattress groaning beneath us as we found our rhythm. I looked down at him, watching his expression as he watched me, and felt a wave of possessiveness wash over me. I wanted him, I needed him, and the feeling of being so close to him, of being so connected, was overwhelming.

His hands moved lower, cupping my hips, guiding me as I rode him, his thrusts matching my own. I could feel myself getting closer, the tension building inside me, and with each passing second I could feel him getting closer too. His breath came faster, his body tense with anticipation, and I knew that this moment, right here, was everything.

With a groan that was part pleasure, part release, I felt my body tremble and then convulse as another orgasm swept through me. My cries filled the room, echoing off the walls as my hips bucked wildly against him. He came then, his body tensing and shuddering beneath me, his hot seed spilling deep inside me.

As our breathing began to steady, Jungwon lowered me down until I was lying against him, his strong arms wrapped tightly around me. I could feel the dampness between us, a tangible reminder of our passion. He kissed me softly, his lips lingering on mine as he began to move his hips in a slow, lazy circle.

"That was incredible," he murmured, nuzzling his face into my neck. "You feel so good Yn. I could never get enough of you." His fingers traced lazy patterns over my skin, making me shiver with pleasure.

I lay in his arms, feeling the warmth of his body and the steady rhythm of his heart against my cheek. For a moment, we just lay there, basking in the afterglow of our passion. "I could stay like this forever," I whispered, my voice still thick with desire.

He smiled, his fingers trailing up and down my spine. "Me too," he agreed, kissing the top of my head. "But we should probably get cleaned up before we fall asleep here." He chuckled softly.

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chillwildwave · 2 days

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The Wishing Kingdom Song Rewrite: This Wish

So you guys are pretty curious as to why I’m rewriting some of the songs for my rewrite of Disney’s Wish, well, to put it simple, I personally didn’t mind some of the songs, I liked At All Costs and Knowing What I Know Now, but I eventually wanted to rewrite This Wish, simply because I noticed some problems with it in the first place.

I know the lyrics were a massive letdown due to awkward structures and the way they flowed, this is because it sounds more like a pop song rather than an “I Want” song, we’ve had many songs like these in the past that were able to establish characters but why couldn’t they just do something with Asha? I mean the concept was there but it was the execution that had the final nail in the coffin.

The way I visualise my rewrite of “This Wish” is that it has more of a “God Help The Outcasts” vibe with a some hints of “How Far I’ll Go” and “Reflection” except in this situation as it plays out in the rewrite, Asha is begging to call the power on the stars just because she wants to please everyone and her people just because she gives up easily at magic, so to put it simply, she wants to do better so she can feel like she’s loved by many, including her adapted parents, King Magnifico and Queen Amaya so that she can become the next wish granter before she turns 18, you would see this throughout the rewrite though, I mean, this is where her wish changes as the rewrite progresses cuz character development!

Anyways, let’s get into the song!

Should’ve known that I was capable,

Should’ve known that I was held on to it,

Couldn’t figure out if my hands fumbled,

Or was it all just a mistake,

Can I try again, just one take?

When I try, I think I’m not enough,

If that’s the case then why does it look complicated,

All I did was play my part,

They don’t see it in my heart,

But I don’t know where my story will start…

So I look up at the stars to guide me,

And leave all the dangers in the dust,

Even if they can’t hear me or they find me,

They are the only beings I can trust,

Now I make this wish,

I want something magical than this,

Now I make this wish,

I want something magical than this!

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Hey yeah, yeah, yeah, ah-ah,

Magical, ooh-ah-ah-ah.

For years, I knew how to work things out,

All the time, I was a thinker without any doubt,

Now I feel like I am trapped inside a cage,

What is wrong with myself?

Is there a way I can escape?

With all these reservations and hesitations on where to go and where to begin,

I’m past dipping my toes in, but Im not, no I’m not past diving in,

If only that my daddy would be right here beside me, he always knew what I should do,

Keep your head high and just believe, the way he always taught me to!

So I look up at the stars to guide me,

And leave all the threats and dangers behind,

I know there will be challenges that find me,

But I can take them on one at a time!

Now I make this wish,

I want something magical than this,

Now I make this wish,

I want something magical than this!

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah-ah,

Magical, ooh, ah-ah-ah.

Now I make this wish,

I want something magical…

Than this!

Thanks for reading and stay tuned for more!

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sunflowerskies00 · 3 days

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bet my heart, part 3

on a coastline

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The All-Star Weekend events fly by, but my time in Toronto hasn't come to an end. It was concert day. Rogers Centre was sold out, and at this point in my career, you'd think that I'd be a lot less anxious on concert day, but I still woke up at the crack of dawn and was at the venue as early as possible. I was still a ball of nerves every single time I was going to be singing in front of people. As much as I hated my day of internal panic, I knew that as soon as I was on that stage, the nerves were gone and it was just me having an absolute blast with 20,000 of my closest friends.

One of my favorite ways to calm my nerves on show days and spend time pre-show was to sit in the middle of the stage, guitar in my lap, and just play. There was no one watching me, no one had any expectations. Today is no exception to this pre-show ritual. I make myself comfortable, sitting criss-cross on center stage, my guitar settled into my lap, and I start strumming.

Every once in a while when I'd do this, my photographer would pull out her phone and take videos that I'd eventually post to social media because my fans loved these little one-women jam sessions that would sometimes turn into me working on new music.

Today I was currently strumming and singing the chorus of She’s In Love With The Boy. I switch to a song I’m working on after a while, a song inspired by Quinn. Unbeknownst to him, he inspired most of my songs. A good majority of the songs I have about boys and love, and yada yada yada were songs I had written based on my feelings for Quinn.

“Still haven’t told hockey boy you have more than friend feelings?” my photographer, Jess, asks, plopping down on the stage next to me.

“No,” I sigh, falling backwards to lay on my back. “We’ve been friends for over a decade, I don’t want to be like hey by the way, I’m actually in love with you, and then poof friendship over because he doesn’t feel the same.”

“Girl, he looks at you like you hung the moon and the stars, if he isn’t in love with you, he’s lying to himself.” I don’t say anything, continuing to stare up at the roof of the arena. “C’mon, you need to get ready, Jax and Donna sent me to get you, saying you needed to be in hair and makeup like ten minutes ago.” I stand up and make my way back to the dressing rooms. I plop myself in a chair and let Jax and Donna do their thing.

“So, you and the hockey player?” Jax asks. Was this everyone's preferred conversation subject this weekend? I couldn't have on conversation without my, apparently very obvious, feelings for my best friend being brought up.

“We’re just friends,” I say. The same answer I give him, and everyone else, every time the question is asked.

“A shame, the entire internet is in love with you two,” he says. “Like, you might be bigger than Swift and Kelce,” he says. I rolled my eyes at that one, nothing was bigger than Taylor Swift.

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Note: I know this is so so short, I wanted to get something posted, and this is what I had edited.

#quinn hughes #quinn hughes imagine #quinn hughes fic #vancover canucks #jack hughes #luke hughes #nhl imagine #nhl hockey #trevor zegras #cole caufield #quinn hughes x oc

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9w1ft · 22 hours

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fam…. wow, what a year.

in the summer, i went to karlie’s birthday show, and on the way back i stopped through santa monica and pacific palisades just to soak in the rich kid ambiance, and well, no, actually, i wanted to check out jennifer meyer! because, well, idk. inspiration struck. it’s such a fun kaylorverse brand! and i thought, if enamored enough, i might be convinced into buying a tiny heart ring or charm or something, but they had just gotten in one of something recently and when i saw it i immediately knew i would be talked into it.

…so i picked up this tiny necklace from jen meyer. for obvious reasons.. i couldn’t help it! it spoke to me!!

fast forward to a handful of weeks later and taylor is… wearing evil eye jewelry! several pieces! more than several pieces!! even an evil eye stud!! and i come to deduce later on that the first time she wore the bracelet was the day before karlie’s birthday concert. which is a true coincidence that i love, because, it’s the day @taylorrepdetective and i happened to arrive in LA. and so today, reflecting on the eye theory as i do, i was thinking today about how my life changed shape, because of all of these things.

for april 18th is, as you may know, eye theory day! the day @swift-79 and i finalized and i posted the og eye theory post, back in 2019. also known as the eyepocalypse, discovereye, the start of many things.

today marks the four five year anniversary. it’s pretty wild that we’re still kickin it five years in! and it’s become a sort of tradition for me where i like to post a little something personal in honor of the day. so allow me to continue this one gratis.

second part of my story is that a little over a year ago now, i went to opening night of the eras tour with @theprologues and the day after the concert, on my way back, i stopped through scottsdale and walked through all the boutique shops and souvenir shops and picked up a trinket. a ring that called out to me, for…obvious reasons.

i mean, how could i not?? to commemorate a wonderful trip to meet a dear friend, and for all the eye theory things that happened on opening night!

and it’s been a year since then and i’m one of those people that just doesn’t take jewelry off, so it’s been on my finger for all this time. it was a snug fit, and silver, so it both wasn’t coming off easily and wouldn’t be leaving a green ring on my hand or anything, so i have kept it there. for a little over a year now.

but the other day someone was asking me about it. and i was like oh, i got this in arizona and so i went to adjust it to show it off because the center stone was off to the side and when i twisted it i noticed a mark on my finger, an indent, for having worn it so long.. and i sorta laughed to myself because, you know, there is an indentation. in the shape of an eye.

so i decided to take the thing off for a sec and let my finger breathe and so i take off the ring and notice— the shape of the ring has changed.

what once was centered, has now fully to morphed and warped the right side. 🙈🙈 c’est la vie.

i only write this out to say that, it had me thinking. about all the fun we had for this fourth turn around the theory, all the dear friends i have met, all the tour outfits, the accessories and merch?!… all of the little connections we have made over this… thing 😆 it had me thinking about how there are always going to be these fun little moments in life where the universe winks at you and, and how if you can manage it, it’s a charmed way to live, really. reminded me of the time i lost karlie’s gem on my swarovski evil eye bracelet at rep tour tokyo! that is to say, when the going gets tough, it can still be fun. if you work to give yourself permission. as one might say…there are cathedrals everywhere for those with the eyes to see 🥴

it didn’t really occur to me until this week just how close the release date is to the eye theory anniversareye ☺️ and i’m not sure what this countdown is for but it’s running out so close to when the op was posted five years ago so i decided to post around now :) not to say any of it was anything more than accidental. but hey, laughter is the best medicine, is it not?

so omnom, i say! omnom!

and so today, on ts11 album release eve,

i implore all of you (and myself) to open our hearts juuust a crack,

and keep on the lookout for the gold nuggets that are going to be there. assume taylor will perjure herself a bit during this trial, relax, allow yourself the enjoy what we get, like nobody else truly can.

and so eye enter into evidence…

literally a bajillion things let’s be real like oh my god

our tarnished post of eyes, my indentations, shaped like…occulations,

our talismans and charms.

the tap, tap, tap of me selecting bert memes, my veins of bloodshot pink.

all’s fair in love and…

poetreye.

#all eyes on us #happy anniversareye 🫶

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lavampira · 3 days

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15 lines of dialogue

rules: share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an oc, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the oc. bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

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15 LINES OF D’ALIA LIVEQ

1. D’alia winks. “She likes me better.” cooking an intricate dinner

2. “Mayhap,” D’alia returns, unable this time to stop the laugh that escapes her at the insufferably fond look he gives her. “‘Tis better to endure the cold this way, don’t you think?” lazy kisses in bed

3. “I am scarcely the most injured one between us, and besides, would you prefer to rehash with Rielle on why you so readily throw yourself in harm’s way?” sleep, I’ll keep you safe

4. “You’re doing well by her, Sid. There’s naught to worry about if you simply listen to her.” promises to keep

5. “Should aught happen that you require aid, the members of House Fortemps are trusted friends. Tataru, another ward of the house, will remain here, too. She isn’t the most combat-inclined, but she’s resourceful.” As she trails off, running a hand through her rosy hair, warmth spreads up her neck. “Pray say something before I make more of a fool of myself with my babbling.” promises to keep

6. “Minfilia, you wound me. What must I do to earn your attention before I leave?” your sweet confession

7. “I don’t want to be an obligation. Not to you.” candle in the dark (wip)

8. “Sid, I—” D’alia swallows down the admission on the tip of her tongue as he looks at her in silent question, her heart hammering against her ribcage. After a pause that drags more like a lifetime, she says, “I need you.” candle in the dark (wip)

9. “I can’t,” D’alia cries, a rush of loathing swelling through her chest at the way her voice breaks as much as the wrongness of the deep, hoarse sound of it clawing out of her dry throat. No, not mine. Not mine. “This body, I— I can’t.” steel your heart (wip)

10. “Before aught else, I’m a mage,” she states, folding her arms over her chest. “I do know a thing or two about aether.” burn into the velvet sky (wip)

11. After a sip from her own tankard, she says instead, “You swore to me that I’d see my family again, even when I didn’t think I would. ‘Tis not as dire as that, mayhap, but I want you to know that I’ll make certain you see Ryne again, too.” stay the course (wip)

12. Before she can think better of it, D’alia glides towards her and sinks to her knee before the vanity chair, clasping a hand over the other woman’s still holding that damned brush. “I… need to know that you’ll be safe.” petals for armor (wip)

13. Her vision swims, even as she tries to blink away its blurriness. “But how can you trust me after I nearly—” untitled rahalia au (wip)

14. “Please don’t,” D’alia interrupts, grasping at his forearm before he can turn away from her. She draws in a shaking breath as his palm settles on the back of her hand, thumb gently sweeping over her skin, and she tries again. “Please, Raha. I’ll go mad if I stay cooped up any longer. I just need out of this godsdamned room, even a short while.” untitled rahalia au (wip)

15. “‘Tis rude to sneak up on friends,” D’alia says with a frown. untitled zeralia au (wip)

#this made me realize how little dialogue i write in comparison to prose/internal thoughts. rip.#and also how little i’ve finished my fics for her help me #anyway. she is so grumpy and guilt-ridden and teasing and silly. my babygirl #tag game #oc: d'alia liveq

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Can I ask you, as someone else who seems to be more of a cat guy, your experiences with Truffle? I’m considering a Spoo for my next dog and am trying to get a feel for whether or not one would work for me (and my cat guy spouse). I’m mostly wondering about energy levels because someone saying “moderate energy” or “high energy” doesn’t give me a whole of expectations as to how much and how intense exercise I’d be looking at to keep the dog satisfied which is important living in an apartment with a cat. I really like the trainability of the poodle and work in grooming so even if I didn’t want to do it myself, I have trusted people to do it for me so that’s no issue. I mainly want a companion I can take on hikes and to restaurants/brewpubs on the weekends who won’t eat my other pets. Just trying to gather as much perspective as possible before jumping in :)

Honestly I think spoos are the world's most perfect dog. I'm only a little biased in this absolute concrete fact. I'm not sure I could have any other breed of dog at this point.

I think Truffle is a medium energy dog. He's fairly active; we used to go on five mile hikes three days a week, but have since petered down to 1.5-2. On days we don't hike, we usually play fetch or flirt pole for like 30 minutes.

He also loves days where he does absolutely nothing, which really highlights my next point:

I don't think energy levels are as important in a dog as a good off switch is. Even if we've done absolutely nothing, Truffle won't tear up my house or try to eat my cats. I think a lot of this is just genetic, tbh. I looked specifically for breeders who titled their dogs for obedience and agility AND raised their dogs in their home because I wanted a dog that was smart, healthy, and had a good, solid basis for home living. A few dogs in Truffle's pedigree have hunting titles as well, but there's not really much of a delineation between hunting lines and show lines in poodles.

Mental exercise plays a much bigger role than physical exercise. We train daily for around 30-40 minutes--- I think that's a bigger requirement than just physical exercise. It's definitely something he's way more into and tends to tire him out more.

He's not a super cuddly dog. He likes to be BY me, but not ON me. This is great for me because I get touched-out easily, especially by a large dog. He's just unobtrusive, which was ideal for a service dog. He's not running around trying to be everyone's friend. He's just aloof towards strangers.

TBH the biggest issue I have with standard poodles is their tendency towards pickiness about food. Truffle's on a vet prescription diet due to stone formation and it can be a fucking pain to get him to eat sometimes. I've recently found a new hack (he really loves pumpkin) but I know in my heart that it's going to lose efficacy at some point and I'll have to try something new.

Like i said, I think he's the perfect dog for me. He's happy to go out on a hike and look for cool lizards, but he's equally happy to curl up on the couch and snooze as long as he also gets to do some trick training. He's very chill with the cats and treats strangers as a curiosity rather than a compulsion. He's a lovebug without being overly cuddly and needy.

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kaigarax · 19 hours

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Wishes and Hopes

Vinsmoke Sanji x Reader

Quote: "Fall in love without words."

My Dearest,

I could never tell stories as masterfully as you. You, with your beautiful white ivory keys and elegantly composed melodies. But sometimes, I like to think of myself as an artist. With words as my notes, stringing together the songs in my heart.

Yours Truly

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When Vinsmoke Sanji first sees you he’s nothing but a boy pushed to the back of the kitchen watching through the small circular window on the door.

Chef Zeff always did get annoyed when Sanji didn’t pay the utmost attention to his cooking (which truthfully didn’t happen that often) but one could really only expect so much when it came to the attention span of a young boy. Children, much like the kind that Sanji had been at the time, were rather curious things especially when it came to things that they were told to ignore.

A restaurant on the seas is most certainly going to garner attention. The attention of the locals wanting to see the boat that has docked upon their shores; the attention of pirates in search for a meal upon the mischievous ocean; and the attention of marines curious about the newest big thing.

There was no shortage of different characters that decided to enter the restaurant.

Chef Zeff, being a former pirate, wasn’t the most keen on serving marines but even his own discomfort wasn’t enough to override his code or morale. Anyone hungry on his doorstep would be fed.

While marines did come by it wasn’t often that anyone of note actually came around. So of course a young Sanji’s curiosity would push him to the door separating the kitchen staff from the customers when someone of note did come around.

It was… a vice-admiral or something? Or at least that was what one of the serves had uttered out while running into the kitchen to inform Chef Zeff. And of course, Sanji hadn’t meant to ease drop but it was only common knowledge that one needed to have an attentive ear if they hoped to work in an active kitchen; and a kitchen upon the sea was no different.

He doesn’t notice you at first, though that might have to do with the fact that you’re trailing after two very tall and lanky fellows. The buffer of the two men wears a tacky white cape on his back with a dog shaped hat on his head. He seems awfully jovial, laughing loudly about something to the waiter as he takes his seat. The other man is dressed in a similar outfit only a little slimmer and with that same tacky white cape on his back. He’s much more modest as he follows the buffer fellow with a serious expression, seeming almost hesitant as he looks around.

It isn’t until both men have sat down does Sanji notice you.

And the first thing he notices happens to be how pretty you really are. With brilliantly bright eyes and a warm smile that you give to the waiter as he pushes your chair in for you.

His heart, for the first time, flutters.

You sit with your hands politely in your lap as you read over the restaurant menu. You’re awfully quiet with a calm expression on your face as you take a seat. You only speak when spoken to and your voice comes out as soft melodic notes.

You order the soup -which he made- and the fried rice.

This is, of course, not the only time his heart will flutter in such a way but it is the first and that has to count for something, right?

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The second time Sanji sees you he doesn’t recognize you.

He’d gone out on a grocery run with Chef Zeff. Something about a special order for a specific ingredient that they didn’t have on hand which resulted in Sanji getting dragged out of the kitchen and into a small boat as the two of them sailed off towards whatever the heck the nearest Island happened to be.

It’s been maybe… five years since he’s last seen you? He’s not really sure. Keeping track of time has never been on the top of Sanji’s priorities. Not while he’s been busy learning the ways of the kitchen.

Both you and him have grown a lot in those five years. He’s no longer that boy pushed into the back of the kitchen. Sure, he’s still pretty gangly and lanky (stuck in that awkward phase between being a child and an adult) but he likes to think that he’s grown into his features pretty well. Or, at the very least, has learned to style himself much better than he had before. And yes, he’s still getting dragged around but he won’t always be!

You, on the other hand, seemed to have quickly graduated from the side of the two men that you had been following around earlier. You walk around the marketplace alone, with your hands behind your back like you’re an old woman, with a curious look. You’re also, Sanji notices, a lot prettier. He thinks that you look good with your hair pushed back and your lips tilted upwards in a warm smile as you listen to one of the shopkeepers attempt to sell you the product.

Sanji bets you’d be good at dancing. From the way you easily maneuver yourself through the bustling crowd to the way you easily jump up to grab something from the top shelf for a young boy. Your movements are smooth and fluid.

Honestly, it reminds Sanji a little of Chef Zeff though he isn’t all too sure why. Maybe it has something to do with the preciseness of your movements? That there’s no wasted movements or pointless actions. Be quickly brushes the idea off as there’s nothing about it that is of any particular interest to him.

While Chef Zeff is seemingly occupied with trying to negotiate the price of the ingredient, Sanji thinks that now is a better time than ever to make his move. His first instinct is to make his way over to you and lay on the charm but is stopped as Zeff quickly grabs onto the back of his shirt before smacking him on the back of the head lightly. Sanji pouts in response but knows better than to make a scene. He’d actually gotten off rather easily considering that he’d usually get a kick to the head with Chef Zeff’s wooden leg seemingly only spared because of the presence of other people.

Besides, there will be plenty of other beautiful girls that he’ll see in his life.

It isn’t until years later that he realises that you were that same young girl from years ago.

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The third time Sanji sees you he’s determined to speak to you.

He doesn’t.

Though, not for lack of trying.

It’s a usual grocery run that Sanji’s gone on when he notices you from a distance. A few of the sue-chefs had been selected to go into town and Sanji had tagged along because of a few things (clothes mostly) that he wanted to pick up and didn’t trust anyone else with getting for him. It was mostly because he didn’t want to inconvenience his fellow chefs with such mundane tasks but that was something that he’d never admit to them unless at gunpoint. And even then it was still up for debate.

He thinks about calling out to you but thinks that that would probably make you run away from him instead of go towards him. For one, he’s a stranger to you and secondly, you’re walking around the streets late at night by yourself. Any woman is bound to run when a strange man approaches you.

You’re carrying a bundle of grocery bags in your hand as you head where Sanji assumes to be your home.

His second thought is to approach you and ask if you need help bringing your groceries home. But then again that would probably come off as creepy. Once again, because the two of you are strangers it isn’t likely that you’ll take the news very well.

Worse case scenario, you run away screaming and calling him a creep.

Best case scenario, you politely turn him down and never speak to him again.

He’s pretty sure he ends up as a creep regardless of the scenario so decides that it’s probably best to avoid that route all together.

The third option is to make a scenario where you bump into him. Maybe he would knock something down and then save you before it can hit you over the head. Or maybe he could arrange the terrain so that you trip and then he can catch you in his arms before you fall over making him look like a charming prince.

No.

That feels wrong too.

And it’s definitely morally wrong on almost every front. Not just does it involve deception but it would also take advantage of you after he put you into a certain kind of situation. Besides, he can already hear Chef Zeff scolding him for coming up with such a stupid idea in the first place.

Sanji isn’t a slimy kind of guy and in fact prides himself as someone who protects women from those kinds of men. Not go and become one of those men himself, despite the fact that you happen to be the prettiest girl he’s ever seen.

So, ultimately, Sanji ends up not talking to you. The right situation just didn’t seem to appear. No amount of hoping and praying will just suddenly make a situation appear where Sanji doesn’t come off as a creepy weirdo so he ends up just watching. Okay, even watching feels creepy now - which is how Sanji ends up making his way back to the other chefs, sullen and downtrodden, without the items he left to buy, and without having spoken a single word to you.

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The fourth time Sanji sees you is when he realises that he’s absolutely smitten. Head over heels in love with the girl that’s haunted his dreams for years. By then you’re a fully grown woman and he’s a dashing young man. Or at least he considers himself a dashing young man. The views of his crewmates (which absolutely don’t bother him at all) would most certainly beg to differ.

You’re so much prettier than you had been back when the two of you were still gangly teens and certainly much prettier than you had been when the two of you were kids just beginning to find your places in this world.

You’re dressed in a pretty outfit, loose fitting and breezy. Not something usually seen on women that traverse the seven seas. Sanji thinks that the contrast makes you stand out amongst all the other beautiful women he’s seen.

There’s a camera around your neck and a book strapped to your side as you follow Sanji’s hyperactive captain around. He practically drags you along by the wrist and Sanji uncharacteristically finds himself unable to approach and speak to you. The words get caught in his throat before he can even think to find them.

To Sanji’s surprise, you keep up with his hyperactive captain well. There’s a calm look on your face and an elegance to your movements that he recognizes from before. You don’t even seem to stumble over your own feet as you make your way through the streets of the city.

From Sanji’s own experience, he knows that his captain isn’t the most gentle person. Especially when it comes to the safety and health of others. His heart’s in the right place just… not always his mind.

When your eyes meet with Sanji’s he thinks that his heart stops beating momentarily.

You smile so prettily and softly that Sanji literally falls on his feet as the words get caught in his throat.

That’s the kind of smile that Sanji’s been dreaming about for years.

The kind that he can imagine waking up to every morning.

Sanji thinks that if that’s the last thing he ever sees he’ll die happy. That’s just the kind of smile you have. How pretty you seem to him.

His heart flutters in his chest dramatically.

And… oh.

Fall in love without words.

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Him: A better question is how long will you love me.

#one piece #one piece x reader #vinsmoke sanji x reader #100 ways to fall in love

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chiki-chiki-ahh · 22 hours

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April 17th member messages

I managed to get the post translated by a native speaker for better accuracy and less meaning getting lost by google translate being confused by idioms and such.

I believe that we, international fans, deserve to get the same closure.

RUKI

At the end, he said, "I want the GazettE to be eternal."

What did he mean by eternity?

I think he hopes that the view that Reita himself saw from the stage in 2023 will continue forever.

The view he saw with his fans.

The happy faces of his fans.

The view where we could all shout together.

That is a treasure that can't be replaced by anything else.

I think he wanted those moments to last forever.

I remember him saying he wanted to perform a concert as soon as possible.

Even now as an adult, he was a kind and passionate man who could honestly say, "Even when I'm having a bad day, I have the most fun when I get together with the band members like this and laugh."

He was a kind and passionate man who could honestly say that.

I loved that honesty.

We used to jokingly tell each other every birthday that we should take care of each other's health every year, and this year is no different.

The band will never be four people.

No matter what anyone says.

You're the only bass player in our band.

I believe that [your] spirit will always be right next to me.

You can feel it even if you can't see it.

The living proof that you've built up the GazettE up until now will never disappear and will always live on.

I believe that, and I want to make sure that the soul of the GazettE is right next to me.

I'll keep singing next to you so that your spirit can be right next to mine.

I will never become the GazettE that Reita hates.

I won't make you feel sad.

I believe that we all live in a finite world, but the soul is something that never disappears.

Reita's soul, the members' souls, mine.

And the fans.

I want to continue performing in such a way that everyone who loves me [/ us] like this will want to come to the stage forever, even if they become just souls.

Therefore, only with each and every one of our fans we can create the view that he wished would be eternal.

That's why I want things to remain unchanged and him to remain there.

Rather than people looking at him and being sad, I think he would want people to remember him as being great.

We are more determined than ever to protect this band.

We'll make the eternity Reita wished to come true.

So, Reita, come to our gigs from heaven every time without hesitation.

Your spot will always be there.

We're going to be extremely busy from now on.

I'll contact you again when the schedule is fixed.

URUHA

To all the fans who have supported Reita so far,

He has been a tremendous support for everyone and for me.

I myself have not been able to accept the fact that he is no longer with us and that we will not be able to stand on stage together.

There may be many things that I will gradually come to understand in the future.

I strongly feel that I need to have the strength to look forward and move forward now, because if I remain in sorrow, I will not be able to fulfill his wish for eternity.

And I believe that the path he has taken with everyone so far has been invaluable to him, and I think it will live on in everyone's and my heart for a long time to come.

He has given so much and has been with us for so long that he is and will forever remain our best friend.

Please keep all the words, memories and love he left behind in your hearts.

Reita will continue to exist and live on in everyone's hearts.

We would like to thank everyone who has supported the GazettE's Reita so far.

AOI

For a long time now, the members and a few staff have been doing a lot of different jobs, "this and that", but I wanted to do anything but write this.

There have been moments in the past when I felt like giving up on my dream.

Each time, we discussed it again and again, and sometimes we pushed our backs [and supported each other] so they wouldn't give up.

It was because we were such a band that the GazettE was able to keep going without stopping.

Reita, you are not the one who should wish for eternity, you are the one who is supposed to connect eternity.

I can't say to you, "I'll carry the burden [of connecting the eternity] for you", that's not a cool line.

I wanted to play more music with you, I wanted to see more of the world with you.

Any view is great when you see it with us five, surrounded by fans.

I don't know, there are so many things I want to say, but it's just too painful that none will be a reality.

Anyway, when I go over there, I'm going to start scolding you. I know you'll miss us since we're suddenly gone, but until then, just rest up.

I have a few more things to do over here.

Thank you for walking this long road together. Please rest in peace.

KAI

For me, Reita is an immeasurably big presence, I was saved by many of his words and sounds, he is the mood maker for the band, and all I can remember is how much fun he is, and above all, how he shined on stage.

He is our best and only rhythm partner.

That has never changed and will never change.

I will continue to carry his thoughts on my shoulders and continue the GazettE with even greater determination.

Finally, to all the fans and everyone involved who have supported us for 22 years.

Thank you very much.

And from now on, we would like to continue to run with the five of us without changing our thoughts and feelings.

Reita,

Thank you for your hard work.

I will continue to protect the GazettE with the same feelings and many friends… I promise.

I don't want those 22 years [with you] to be in vain, there are a lot of friends that are waiting for us.

You should definitely show up at the gigs too!

Let's have a good drink again.

#the gazette #reita #the meaning remains the same for the most part but there were parts that raised confusion or some speculations #with that i'm logging off again

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gx-gameon · 2 days

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DM power point party

My friends and I have done one to many power point parties recently. (An excellent time highly recommend)

But it got me thinking about the DM crew and what they would do for a power point party. Because all it is is info dumping about whatever you want.

Téa: different styles of dance and why you should learn.

Complete with demonstrations.

She makes them all try at least one dance move.

Tristan: which duel monsters I could beat in a fist fight.

He goes hard.

It’s a complete guide of the monsters attack and defense points, as well as any flavor text.

He then says if he would fight them or not “I wouldn’t fight Dark Magician because he’s Yugi’s ace and he wouldn’t fight me, Battle Ox on the other hand is Kaiba’s monster and I’m punching it in the face.”

He tends to states if he could win or not. Some of them are wild over estimations of his own strength but it’s all in good fun.

Yugi: the game I think represents each of you best.

He’s gone through and matched their personalities with different board games.

Some are based on the way they think. Kaiba is strategic so he would get get chess (he would also be low key upset if he didn’t get chess or Duel monsters) although you could also give him a resource management game like Catan, I’d be scared to play Catan with Kaiba

Others are based on vibe alone.

Téa gets a corporative game where the players have to work together to win (something like Magic Maze; a great game!)

Joey would probably also get a team game or a corporative game. He is competitive but he also loves his friends and is very loyal.

This maybe a creative ploy to try and get the others to play more board games with him (as some one who loves board games I approve)

Joey: ranking all the people I’ve dueled by how much they annoy me.

He’s poking fun at everyone. It’s light hearted for the most part, and is not based on any skill.

It’s mostly so he poke fun at Rex, Wevil, and Kaiba who is not impressed.

Joey ranks them from most annoying to least annoying.

Mai takes third. She’s his friend but she can drive him mad in a duel.

“Second is the Pharaoh, you’re always respectful and dramatic but there is one person better than you” Yugi is siting their confused because who’s better thank the Pharaoh but Yami/Atem already knows the answer

The winner is a Yugi his best friend and least annoying person. “Yug’s the best person to duel and my favorite buddy.”

Yami/Atem: Which duel monsters card represent you all best

He knows exactly which monster is their spirit card

He might give 3 option and let them pick their favorite.

He knows what their soul card is but it’s fun for him to give them the option to pick and watch them pick their soul card every time.

Other ideas for Atem

Why I love all of you

Very sweet, thank you Atem.

Yugi would do this to.

modern day things that still confuse me.

It’s actually really fun as he puts things on the screen to tell his friends what he first thought each item was/did

Alternatively if this is after he has his memories “things that would send my Egyptian friends into a coma.”

But it’s Grandpa who’s gets everyone.

He video calls Prof Hawkins in. The Professor was more than happy to do a short power point about his research.

He finishes and asks Solomon what his presentation is. He’s expecting his old friend to do something about games

Solomon smirks as he opens his slides

Why my grandchildren are better than yours

Grandchildren? Let him explain

The next slide is a picture of Yugi “my grandson, the King of Games”

The next slide a picture of Yami/Atem “my other grandson, he was once the Pharaoh of Egypt.”

Atem is greatly touched by the sentiment, but it’s the next slide that gets everyone.

The next slide is a picture of Joey, Téa and Tristian “my adopted grandchildren, Joey is a world class duelist I should know I taught him myself! Téa is going to be a world renowned dancer! And Tristian is an incredible mechanic and sharp shooter (according to the manga) I’m so proud of them.”

The whole group is shocked. Solomon goes along with his presentation, it’s just him boasting about all of their accomplishments to Arthur.

Joey is in tears by the end. “You think of me as your grandson?”

Yugi just smiles at him “of course he does, you’re family.”

#yugi moto #yugi mutou #seto kaiba #pharaoh atem #yami yugi #atem #téa gardner #tristan taylor #joey wheeler #solomon muto #duel monsters #yugioh

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seventh-district · 2 months

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#it is 5 hrs past my bedtime and i am awake listening to Two Hearts by Dermot Kennedy on loop and crying over Rotating Shifts. again.#i couldn’t resist the urge to read the latest chapter any longer but i knew when i did i’d get like this #so Why did i wait for my period to roll around. i have made. a silly decision lmaooo #i’ve complained abt it before but i’m conflicted about how much more sensitive it makes me #my nightmares usually don’t make me cry but oh i was a Wreck this morning #so why i picked tonight to read the fic that always makes me cry is beyond me #i have never met a fic before that had me in such an intense emotional grip #and it’s fucking hilarious bc it’s not that intense of a story!! like yeah there’s been devastating parts but i’m out here having to-#-take a break every single chapter bc i’ll read one line that hits my inner child like a truck and i have to take a minute to recover #but the whiplash this fic gives me is so fucking funny and the range in the storytelling from comedy to tragedy is just.. *scream-cries*#it has my favorite characterization of Sun and Moon that i have ever seen #this chapter wasn’t even that sad i’m just Making myself sad about it #but on another level it also makes me sad in the sense that i don’t think i’ll ever be able to write something that good..#all that i want out of my writing endeavors is to make one (1) person feel as strongly and as much as RS makes me feel #and i don’t know if i can do that. i don’t know if my writing has what it takes bc i can’t even describe exactly what it is #i don’t think it’s a science that can be replicated. things either connect with someone or they don’t #the way Sun goes from worryingly innocent ‘wdym we can’t invite strangers to live with us?’ ‘wdym we can’t adopt an adult that needs help?’#to fucking. tearing an animatronic in half in a fit of protective rage and blocking access to all dating apps to prevent you from-#-finding anyone else bc he’s your Special Friend and he can’t have his Daydream falling for anyone else!! no no!!#it’s not a new concept but i eat it tf up when Sun is actually the one you should fear the most #like no i don’t think he’d hurt Reader but i dread to think of the things he would do For them #the back and forth between childlike innocence and terrifying intelligence possessiveness and physical capability is just mmmmm 100/10 #and don’t even get me started on Moon. or i Will start crying again #he’s like yeah dumbass of course i’m gonna save you every time some POS man tries to **** you. of course i will you fucking crater-head #but i will complain at you about it the Entire way home and then i will steal your fucking toilet paper and pack you a raw egg for lunch #because i hate you 🖤 but Sun loves you and we would both kill for you 🖤 also i drank all of your chocolate milk 🖤 also i hate you :)#anyways i am paraphrasing obviously and dear god i hope no one who actually reads RS sees this bc i do not want my 2am ramblings taken as-#-any kind of Official Thoughtful Analysis of the story ok pls pls pls let me be insane abt my favorite fic without having to be articulate #i just have so many fucking FEELINGS about them. i am unwell.#i’m not even tagging this i’m just hitting post and going to sleep goodnight

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glitter50000 · 1 year

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Fic inspiration

Ulla ducks her head and gives a humorless chuckle. “It was never the mother, was it?”

Her father regards her with a pained smile. “No, it wasn’t.”

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He loved Ulla, truly, grey skin and all, she was still his child. Her laughs and giggles would fill the air with a joyous melody. He knew Ulla showed more promise as a baby than most sildroher ever have during that age.

On dark days a small, ugly part of him thinks of taking her back to shore, finding her birth mother, and thrusting the baby in her hands without a word as she did him, never visiting again.

During the times when Ulla’s wails would bounce across the walls and make the flowers shrivel and rot. He didn’t have a problem with it, she had a strong voice after all, but when the others complained it was a different story. How they glared at the two of them or sneered at the baby for the tone of her cries.

The times when his wife would look at Ulla with an odd look, something akin to fear, repulsion, or pity. When that specific look would be on him instead. He remembers squashing down the hurt at the time she recoiled at Ulla reaching her little hands out to her or having just stood there as the baby cried.

He would never want to give Ulla away though, for he never regrets her in the first place.

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“You can hold her if you want.”

She’s broken out of some trance by his voice as he comes over to the crib. He chuckles a little at that, recalling the occasions when she would hold Ulla with a smile on her face, entertaining her with a song almost as if she forgets about the baby’s heritage. Though now it seems she remembers the other half.

“She won’t bite,” he says amusedly.

“I know that,” she mumbles, glancing at Ulla’s tail and his. He sighs and moves to pick Ulla up instead, scooping her up in his arms.

“You must think I’m a whore.” He tells her bluntly. Sometimes he sees her looking at him with what could be a trace of disgust. Remembers how uncomfortable she seemed when they were courting each other and she first met Ulla and he confided in her about Ulla’s true parentage. Still, she wanted to marry him and look after her like she was her own, despite it all.

“What,” she’s taken aback, “no, no I don’t think that's all, it’s just…” she trails off, gripping the edges of the crib tightly. It’s silent for a moment before his wife speaks again.

“I wish she had been mine.” She whispers.

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He still thinks about her at times, the shadow summoner, either with anger or nostalgia. Looking back to when she made him sing symphonies during their lovemaking.

Sometimes he wonders if he ever would’ve met Ulla had she not been born with a tail. Or would she have taken her away wherever she went and he would still be waiting for the bell to ring?

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Brave little Ulla. Coming home on the bad days when there’s too much teasing with tears in her eyes, yet still acting strong and holding her head high.

#You know if someone gets inspired to make this an actual fic or something I wouldn’t mind #Cause I’ve had scenes like these stuck in my head and I would make the fic myself but for the love of god I cannot figure out a way #To stitch these together and also I’m stuck on how to end it like I know someone could write this better then me #Me looking at Ulla’s parents: oh they could be sooo dysfunctional #Rereading wwsf and seeing how the sildroher say it’s the mom who went up and slept with a human when it was actually her dad who did that #Is kinda humorous but also I’m like “how could I make this angsty”#Cause the sildrohers saw humans as beneath them so he’s probably over here like “they don’t know I literally slept with a human”#I was gonna have a line talking about how Ulla’s cries could be so desperate and loud the song filled people with grief and they hated it #And that when sildroher babies cried the songs were melancholy and made ppl’s heart ache and Ulla’s wasn’t always like that #but I was having trouble wording it to fit #Also I like the idea of the mother meeting him after he’s taking care of Ulla cause I think that could give for some fun potential #just thinking about how her mom treats Ulla makes me feral #This all started when I reread wwsf and saw how the her parents especially her dad reacted to Ulla wanting to go ashore #Got the cogs turning you know #grishaverse #the language of thorns #when water sang fire #ulla morozova #my wriitng

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kh4 rambling below the cut

im hoping they include multiple character campaigns for KH4. not just because i wanna see characters be playable that we havent seen in a while, or at all. but also because i feel like a whole game centered on sora in quadratum would get really difficult to tell a story in. not because interesting things couldn't happen. but the series has always had everyone venturing to other worlds to help progress the plot.

having sora, as limber and mobile as he was in that kh4 trailer, be secluded to a city, feels like he'd outpace the world itself and you'd end up traversing the same maps for tens of hours of game time. im sure there's gonna be plenty of narrative to push that world around, but i just dont wanna be in that single world the entire game.

it's part of why i wasn't the biggest fan of chain of memories. i didnt hate the story, and i didnt dislike castle oblivion. but KH excels at having the characters just be all over the universe in their journey. COM sorta shirks the responsibility of telling its story in one world by having illusions of the other worlds. but the most important parts are still only in castle oblivion. and after an hour or so of those cutscenes, it really starts to dawn on me how much ive grown used to the white walls of the castle.

perhaps that was the point? it's been a handful of years since those days, so i couldnt say anymore. ive grown up a lot since then, thematic choices will appear different to me from when i was a kid.

i digress, it'd also be a shame to bring back the whole main cast properly in kh3, free of their shackles or imprisonments, and then have them scarcely appear in the next mainline game. the hints that kairi will be training with ventus, terra, and aqua are already there, which gives me hope. donald and goofy are out looking for sora on their own, while mickey is on his way to the old scala ad caelum. it definitely FEELS like everyone is gonna be present.

im simply praying.

#kh4 spoilers #kingdom hearts #stormy weather #im also just looking into combat design myself for future games #i wanna try and design things or at least give a premise #i know a handful of friends who have experience in video game departments #but they're often dry on ideas because of how workaholic the nature of the job can be #combat systems can be rought to make enjoyable without outside perspective #what you might find fun can be utterly awful for others #like some KH2 mods that may seriously improve the game's combat #but also make it a lot more tedious to pull off things that other mainline games would otherwise just hand over to you #it's like devil may cry in a way #there's the balance between base entry gameplay and a high skill ceiling #i feel like kh should have that style of combat #something you can mash x through if you wanted to #but challenging once you put it on critical mode to get the player to adapt more #kh2 did this really well in my eyes #shying from revenge values on bosses like roxas ofc #roxas and his ground revenge attack where he just chainsaws you and you die.#good times.

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