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zombiezo · 1 year

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“I Know You Want Me”

characters > zoro x afab!reader (no pronouns used)

cw > smut, mentions of reader smoking [🍃] , sex toy use, solo masturbation, creampie + no protection

total words > 2.7k

a/n > okay so i had this dream a little bit ago and it was lowkey perverted lmfao?? i’m honestly not too sure if the guy in it was zoro but i decided to write it about him anyways :p again, i don’t think i’m very good at writing nsfw but i tried anyways! the end might be a little rushed but i hope it’s good nonetheless. <3

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you like zoro. i mean of course you did! he's your best friend. however, recently, you've been catching yourself staring for a little too long. on the occasion he'd train outside you'll catch a glimpse or two. you can't help it. the way his torso is bare, the sweat dripping down his perfectly crafted muscles that look like they were crafted by the gods. you thought you were just admiring your friend, like you always have. but it got to a point where you'd feel flustered even standing next to him. the way he would call your name made the hair on the back of your neck stand on end. when he would place his hand on the small of your back to move by you or the small glances he would give you across the ship made your face tingle. it all made you feel funny.

one day you found yourself in your room, thinking about him again. you turned down his invitation to train on the deck. the heat pooling in your stomach had other plans for today. normally you'd be able to ignore the sensation but on the rare occasion, like this one, you aren't able to. you laid spread out on your bed taking long breaths from the joint sanji rolled for you. you hoped getting high was better than touching yourself to the thought of your best friend. however, all your thoughts were still clouded with him. what it would be like laying next to him, what it would feel like holding his hand, or even what he would look like while on top of you.

you sit up, taking one last hit before putting it out in your ashtray. you stand up and lock your bedroom door. everybody is doing their own thing today, you thought, so i shouldn't be interrupted. if you couldn't ignore or smoke the feeling away you might as well deal with it properly. you slide your fingers under the hem of your shirt and slip it off. you walked over to the bedside table and took hold of an all too familiar toy.

laying back down you closed your eyes and let your mind, as well as your hands, wander. you imagined your hands being replaced by his. you tugged your pants down and threw them to them on the floor along with your underwear. one hand cupped one of your tits while the other slowly brought the toy towards your dripping cunt. pitching at your hardened nub you let a quiet moan escape your lips.

your eyebrows furrowed as you rubbed the toy up and down your folds. right as it slipped past and made contact with your clit, you were drowning in ecstasy. you dragged the toy down and slowly slipped it into your aching core. your mind wandered more than ever and you didn't care if somebody else were to hear you. zoro's name slipped out of your mouth in breathy moans as your other hand glided down to start working circles on your clit.

what you didn't know was at that very moment, zoro was on his way to his own bedroom. before he reached your door he smelt something odd but recognized it immediately. he walked quietly as he approached your door, the smell getting more pungent. stopping in his tracks something caught his ear. his name. listening closer, he could hear everything. your moans, his name escaping your lips, and the breathless pleas you were babbling. he felt his pants get tighter. even though he couldn't see you, he had a pretty good idea as to what you looked like right now. all he wanted to do was open the door and tear you apart.

but he walked away. he had a better idea to get you to talk to him.

after your little session you made your way back up to everybody else. you definitely smelt like weed but at least you weren't needy. when you made it to the deck you were greeted with the smell of dinner being made. when you opened the door to the kitchen you saw everybody having their own individual conversations around the table. you looked around for zoro in hopes that you could sit next to him tonight but you didn't see him anywhere. you decide to sit between chopper and where sanji would sit.

you talk with chopper and luffy while sanji set the table. when he sat to eat, you switched to converse with him. "where's mosshead?" he asks in-between bites.

you shrug, "dunno, thought you would know." as the last word left your lips zoro walked into the kitchen. you waved at him but he had the same neutral expression he always has. you continue your conversation with sanji as zoro sits across from you. as your eyes flicker between your plate and sanji, you couldn't help but feel another pare of eyes on you. you glanced over to zoro, who was a little too focused on his food. normally he'd be making jokes towards you or listening to you talk but he was too quiet. "you alright zo?" you tilt your head slightly. the nickname made his insides churn. he felt the tips of his ears become warm with embarrassment.

"yeah, i'm fine." he quickly finished his food and made his way out. odd. you thought.

you stay with sanji as he cleans up. he lets you talk his ear off before you start yawning. he suggests you go get ready for bed. you nod and thank him for dinner before making your way back to your room. everybody had split off to either get ready for bed or to take care of some last minute chores around the ship. when you entered your room you quickly noticed your side table drawer was slightly open.

walking over to it and opening it, your stomach dropped slightly. the bag of weed as well as your toy were gone. you frantically searched your entire room for it. maybe i misplaced it! you repeated over and over in hopes that it was true.

unfortunately after tearing apart your room, you were unsuccessful. somebody took it. you thought. you ran out of your room and up to the kitchen. "sanji!" you bursted through the door. he jumps slightly, almost dropping the dish he was cleaning. "please tell me you were in my room earlier and took my stuff. i won't be mad i promise." he stared at you with a confused expression.

"what are you talking about? i never went into your room today." he turns the sink off and dries his hands.

you sighed in frustration, bringing your hands to your face. "what's missing?" he asks.

"the bag, and..something else." you mumble. "i think somebody took it. i'll be right back." before he has a moment to respond you turn around and head back to the living quarters. you knew you only had a short amount of time before everybody retreated into their rooms.

there's only two logical people that would steal something like that. you thought. brook and sanji. you quickly sneak around brook's room but you don't find anything. you made your way to sanji's room just in case he was lying. you searched and searched but again, you didn't find anything. you sigh and run your fingers through your hair.

i need help. you hesitantly walked over to zoro's bedroom door. he probably won't care but it's better than looking alone. you thought as you brought your hand up to knock on the door. you knocked once with no answer. you knocked again. no answer. you chew at your lip for a second, debating on going in or just leaving. "zoro?" you quietly called out. "i'm coming in." you open the door and peek inside.

he's lying on his back with his hands behind his head. you walk in and close the door behind you. "zoro." you whisper. "wake up!" you look around a little as you slowly make your way to the side of the bed. you glance down next to you at the bedside table. you swear your heart stopped beating right then and there. you reach down and pick up the all familiar baggie. no fucking way. you sigh. you don't even want to know if he had your toy or not. you didn't care at that point. it was embarrassing enough that he now knows you smoke with the cook he hates so dearly.

as you turn to leave, his eyes open. when you reach the door zoro clears his throat. you suck at your teeth slightly and turn around. he's propped up on his elbows, staring daggers into you. "why'd you take it?" you say quietly, holding up the baggie. he doesn't respond though. he smirks slightly and lays back down, closing his eyes.

you roll your eyes and turn around to leave once again. you placed your hand on the doorknob but froze once you heard his voice. "aren't you forgetting something?" you feel the heat start to rise in your face as your eyes grow wide. no no no no. no way. "you know, i don't even know why you use it."

you sigh and turn around. "why would you even touch it?"

he sits up and grins. "well, i'm gonna be inside you anyways so it doesn't really matter."

your mouth fell open and you felt your legs become weak. this is just a dream right? you thought. as he got off his bed, you couldn't move away. he stepped closer to you until your back hit the wall. the baggie fell out of your hands as his body boxed you in. with his hands on either side of your head, he dipped down to your level, his mouth close to your ear. "cmon y/n, i know you want me. i see you staring all the time." he says lowly, his breath tickling your ear. "plus, i heard you when you were having some alone time in your room."

you couldn't speak even if you wanted to. you were in shock and your jaw was on the floor. you felt his hand travel down the side of your torso and snake it's way to your lower back. his lips make contact with your neck, gently nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. his hand travels down from your back to your ass, squeezing roughly. letting out a small whimper you push yourself against him, holding onto his arms. he smirks against your skin and pulls away to look at you. you stare up at him through your eyelashes and he takes a step back.

"strip." you slowly gripped the bottom of your shirt and pulled it over your head. glancing back up at him, you suddenly felt a wave of confidence wash over you. you maintained eye contact with him as you reach behind you to unclasp your bra. you let it fall to the floor as you take small steps in his direction. you slip your thumbs under your shorts and pull them down, kicking them to the side. he watches you with an amused expression, not once taking his eyes off you.

as you approach, you place your hand on his chest, slightly pushing him backwards to the bed. he walks backward and his back makes contact with the soft fabric. you crawl on top of him and put your hands under his shirt, slowly pulling it up. he tugs the rest over his head and throws it to the side. you lay against him, placing kisses all along his neck, shoulder blades, and chest. as you do this, you slowly grind your aching cunt along his clothed erection. he groans lowly and his hands find their way to your hips, trying to slow your movements. he wants control but he's curious as to how far you'll take this.

your mouth traveled up his neck, traced his jawline, and finally landed on his lips. your movements stopped as your lips danced eagerly. his grip on your hips tightened as he flipped you over and pinned you underneath him. he shoved his thigh in between your legs, dangerously close to your pussy. when you gasped, he let his tongue explore your mouth. you wrapped your arms around his neck desperately trying to get him closer to you. however, the tight grip he had on your hips made it almost impossible to grind against him. you whined as he pushed your hips into the bed. "so needy," he says against your lips, "you want me that bad?"

face flushed, you looked away. one of his hands travelled down the side of your thigh as his lips made contact with your neck. this time, his sucking and biting were rough, causing you to moan and shift under him. his lips traveled down your neck and made their way down your chest. he kissed down your breast before making contact with your hardened nub. your mouth fell open, letting quiet pleas escape your mouth while he nipped and sucked at your nipple. his hand made his way to the inside of your thigh, rubbing close to the place you want him the most. with your eyebrows furrowed, you whined and tugged at his hair slightly, causing a groan to escape the man on top of you.

his fingers slipped past your folds and grazed over your clit. “z-zoro,,ah!” you whined. he hummed in your ear, slowly rubbing at your sensitive nub. “zoro,,please,,” as the last word left your mouth he slid two digits into your aching core, making a loud moan ripple through your chest. his fingers curled inside of you, hitting your g-spot repeatedly. your hand shot to your mouth to muffle the moans you weren’t able to suppress. as you did this, the full feeling inside of you disappeared. “ah ah,” he grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head, “i need to hear those pretty moans if you want my cock.” he said lowly.

zoro smashed his lips onto yours, roughly tasting you. his tongue swiped over your bottom lip and your tongues danced with each other. his free hand went to his pants, unbuttoning them and tugging them down. he drug his cock up and down your slick folds, making you even restless. he lined his tip up with your entrance and pulled away from your lips. “you’re okay with this right?” he breathlessly asks. you nod eagerly, “yes zoro please,,i need you.” he kept his eyes focused on your face as he slowly pushed his length down into you. your eyes squeezed shut and your back arched. you took him inch by inch until he completely bottomed out. it stung at first but it wasn’t until he started slamming into you that you started seeing stars. his hands let go of your wrists and went to your legs, pushing them flush against your chest.

he watched your tits bounce with his harsh thrusts. your hands gripped onto his forearms, nails digging into his skin, as you moan his name over and over. the sounds of skin slapping, grunts, and moans filled the room. at this point you didn’t care who heard you. you were his now and that’s all that mattered to you.

his thrusts became sloppy and you could tell he was almost at his limit. “zoro, ‘m gonna,,” you mange to get out.

“go ahead, cum for me baby.” your walls tightened around him as your orgasm rippled through your body. as your fluids coated his cock, he didn’t slow his thrusts, instead, fucking you through your high. his cock twitched inside you, his own cream coating your gummy walls.

he slowly pulled out of you, a whine erupting from your chest due to the sudden emptiness. he collapsed next to you, pulling your sweaty body towards him. with one hand on his chest, you peck his cheek. laying on his chest, you close your eyes, letting the exhaustion you felt before finally catch up to you. “you have no idea how long i’ve waited for that moment.” he says quietly.

you hum, “and this isn’t just a one time thing right?”

“of course not. you’re mine now, plus i’ve been hating how that shitty cook looks at you.” he says in retaliation. he kisses the top of your head lightly before laying down to let sleep overtake him as well.

#zoro x reader #zoro #x reader #zoro imagine #zoro x you #one piece #ronoroa zoro #zoro x y/n #one piece zoro #oneshot #one piece oneshots #one piece fanfiction

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yanderes-galore · 1 year

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Can I request a Steven universe ask where a gem who sings, and since it's valentines day, it starts to sing love songs and acts like it's in love. But the gem is a really good actor, that's why it feels and How would Steven and spinel react to this

I'll do some short concepts for this as it's meant to be one character per ask. I couldn't tell if you meant sharing or not. I tried to write how I read your ask so I hope I did what you wanted/you like my take.

Here's a really late valentine's themed ask as usual, lmfao.... I probably should have prioritized these.

Yandere! Steven + Spinel with Singer Gem! Darling

Short Concept/Reaction

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Delusional behavior, Stalking mention, Violence implied, Kidnapping implied, Slight manipulation, Poor mental health, Forced relationship.

You are meant to be a Gem entertainer.

Your job is similar to that of a Spinel or a Pearl.

You're not that high in the Gem caste and are meant to sing songs in shows for the Diamonds.

At least... that was your job prior to Era 3.

Now you sing songs for everyone, it makes you happy.

As a Gem living on Earth you've been learning from humans around you.

It turns out today is a holiday meant for "love".

To attract more to your show you begin learning songs for this holiday.

It just so happens while you sing... your songs seem to attract your yandere.

They're already so delusional about you they're convinced you're singing about them.

As a result... you get your taste of twisted love this Valentine's Day.

⭐️Steven Universe (AU after Future)⭐️

Steven has been watching your shows for awhile.

In Beach City you perform concerts to keep the citizens in a good mood.

It's not like you get tired, either.

You sing because you're happy fulfilling your purpose like a lot of other Gems.

He's a bit nervous at the fact he's fallen for you....

He knows he shouldn't be rebounding from Connie... yet he guesses he can't help it.

The young man shows up to your shows each time to hear you sing.

Steven has admittedly been feeling upset about this time of year due to his breakup and mental health.

Valentine's Day... a day of love.

Not in the right state of mind he finds himself wandering to your newest concert.

A Valentine's Day Concert.

Safe to say while he listened to you singing love songs like a radio he let his delusions take over.

When you sang... it really sounded as though you were in love.

Steven's been watching you to the point his obsession is pretty solid.

He wonders if you've noticed him....

Did you feel the same about him?

Maybe you picked him out from the crowd and dedicated your songs this time to him.

He must be your favorite...!

To anyone else this would be an insane conclusion.

However, Steven is not in the best mental state.

You have no idea about his feelings.

You're completely unaware about the new stalker and savior of the universe obsessed with you.

He's convinced that your singing is genuine and that you're yearning for him.

Steven decides that he has to confess to you today.

Sure, you may be a bit new to love, but he'll guide you!

Once the concert finishes Steven leaves to buy flowers of your Gem color and metal jewelry.

He tries his best to choose what goes well with you.

By the end of the night, Steven finds himself on the doorstep of the house you're staying at.

When you open the door you're left perplexed.

"I- um... I came after hearing your songs-"

Not knowing Steven's intent, you let him in.

You have no idea about his feelings portrayed in the gifts...

You also have no idea he'll poof you if you reject his advances.

"Happy Valentine's Day... I got you these!"

💖Spinel (Future)💖

Spinel is also a Gem meant for entertainment!

She's meant to be more of a jester while you're a singer, however.

There's been times she's wanted to do an act with you!

All the humans here love you.

She thinks up at Homeworld you'll be loved among the Diamonds!

It was sort of your old job, anyways....

Spinel probably fell for you in a similar way to Steven.

She's seen your shows for awhile now and fell for you and your voice.

Spinel herself isn't sure about Valentine's Day just like you.

A day to celebrate love just isn't in Gem culture.

Even if it was, she's been isolated since Pink left her in the garden....

Spinel has healed more by the time she's met you but still can't grasp proper love.

Although, when she hears her new favorite Gem is holding a concert for this special day in human culture she has to go.

Spinel is struggling to understand the love songs you sing but she feels they're meant for her.

She can't help but fall for the words that flow out of your mouth.

She may not be ready to love another again... but your song is like a siren's call.

She thinks with you it'll be safe to give things another shot.

Spinel spends some time on Earth after the concert to immerse herself in the way humans celebrate this holiday.

Maybe the two of you can create a Gem way to celebrate?

You continue to sing as normal to your fans while Spinel listens to every note you chirp.

The Gem plans on taking you to Homeworld with her to perform together... like those in love would do...!

You're unaware of her plans until she surprises you with cards, balloons, flowers, etc....

She grabbed what she could to show her feelings, even if you're still trying to understand.

"Hey there! Heard your songs, felt we should do a little CELEBRATION! Together, y'know? ... well?"

Spinel is very eager to show how she feels towards you.

Confused, you go along with it.

It's fun with her which is expected, Spinel is meant to be fun.

All of this is meant to lure you in and prepare you for Spinel's main plan.

She wants to get you off this planet and to Homeworld where she can show you how much she loves you.

"We're having so much fun! I knew you loved me...."

#yandere steven universe future #yandere steven universe #yandere spinel

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vitruvianmanbara · 1 month

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anyway sorry for using my blog to vent I feel like it's so awkward because I barely talk seriously about my life or my feelings on here. lol

and I'm sorry for acting so angry it's just so frustrating to have this happen again. I'm really more angry at the situation than I am at her. fwiw I'd never be that directly honest about how frustrated I am to her because that would be unnecessary and really cruel.

this feels so incredibly high school, but there are a couple big-mouthed people on the outer bounds of my social circle who very clearly don't like that I have casual sex with people and am not into having relationships rn lmfao, even if they'd never directly say it to me. probably because they're very shy and are secretly afraid of approaching women, and I used to have a little more in common with them in that regard. I think the fact that keep my cards close to my chest about the stuff I do makes them suspicious of me, and gives them plenty of opportunities to fill in the blanks.

anyway they are 10000% going to be chattering about me & this, and maybe on paper it shouldn't bother me, but like...my feelings are hurt lol. I'm hurt because once again my clearly stated preferences and boundaries have been treated as negotiable and it puts me in the position of looking like the bad guy, and likely losing someone who I liked and hoped would become a friend. it's really not easy for me to make friends, and losing someone always feels like a bigger deal than it probably does for other people. behind the frustration & anger I feel about the situation is years of sadness about that. if I'm being real

anyway, dealing with those feelings is shitty enough without having a bunch of people who barely know me talking about it. maybe on paper it shouldn't bother me, but some of their words can be really cruel. they very plainly don't understand why I would pursue casual sex, and they can't wrap their heads around what little they know about how I go about it. there's a gendered dynamic to all of this too which I don't even want to get into right now. they have to pretend that I'm engaging in some kind of trickery or indulging a sinister compulsion to make sense of it. they're going to find a way to make it seem as though someone sweet and well-liked has been caught in the crossfire, when that's not the situation at all.

I wish there was a way for me to just easily avoid them but right not there's not, unless I want to be completely cut off from irl social stuff...which I might just avoid for the time being, tbh. I really can't deal with their whispering right now. like, is it really that crazy for me to want a little privacy around these things? and a little tact and respect? they really seem to think that I lack feelings entirely just because I'm not interested in relationships right now. I'm too tired to let their bs make me mean.

#I'm just sharing this because I'm really and truly sick of them. they just straight up don't like me but they're obsessed with me #and it's very hard for me to avoid them.#wish I could get out of the house today to distract myself but I can't

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one-winged-dreams · 2 months

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ship: what do angels dream of (adriel x angeal) source: final fantasy vii word count: 1290

this turned out

WAY

more bittersweet than I expected lmfao

BUT IT'S ALL GOOD I PROMISE OOH YOU WANNA READ THE HUSBAND FIC, YOU WANNA READ THE HUSBAND FIC SOOO BAD

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It had taken many times sitting here at the counter for Adriel to have become comfortable enough to express the amount of contentment he was currently showing.

It was dates at this very cafe that had started the relationship. Well, more so the walks PAST the cafe. Angeal always noticed the expressions of longing the 2nd class expressed whenever they would pass by, the wistful glances through the window.

'I was kept at home a lot,' was the answer he had been given upon asking, 'I've never been to a cafe.'

Angeal understood a childhood of poverty more than anyone, but it was the question of why he hadn't gone SINCE that vexed him.

He had earned his answer soon enough, surprising Adriel by stopping out front with a suggestion to go inside inciting a moment of tearful vulnerability.

'I shouldn't,' was what he had said.

'I don't deserve to,' was what he meant.

The coaxing had been gentle but slow-going. Angeal had been trying to teach him self-worth without forcing meaningless words of reassurance that were unable to penetrate feelings Angeal himself couldn't understand. Respect Adriel's autonomy, let him stand on his own two feet, but help him process it.

The FIRST time they had gone in, Adriel didn't even go NEAR a menu so much as look at it. Eventually, that progressed to managing to look through it, to ordering a small drink, and so on, and so on.

Angeal looked at him now, sitting on that familiar stool as Adriel smiled to himself. Utterly unaware of how Angeal had been musing about how far he'd come.

It was on his own usual stool where Angeal had realized he had fallen in love. Genuine, true love. He wondered if it were the same for Adriel.

"The Valentine's Day menu is so cute…" Adriel spoke softly, eyes scanning over the pictures of the various drinks and desserts.

Coming into awareness, Angeal gave Adriel his full attention once more. Especially that outfit the 2nd class had surprised him with.

A white dress, with a knee-length, pleated bell and an off-the-shoulder neckline. The small bow that adorned the back was a surprise, but not at all an unwelcome one. Paired with the white thigh highs and light-pink wedges, Angeal had been utterly charmed by the surprise. And topping it all off, he could smell that gentle apple blossom fragrance even from where he sat.

Their first Valentine's Day together as a married couple, and Angeal could feel himself echoing Adriel's repeating sentiment.

'I'm falling more and more in love with you each day.'

"Angeal?"

The 1st class blinked, realizing he had lost himself in his wife's presence again.

"Mh?" He arched an eyebrow, hoping he hadn't spaced out TOO long.

Adriel's pretty pink lips curved upwards into the sweetest smile Angeal had ever seen on another person.

"I asked if you had anything in mind so far."

Angeal couldn't keep his own smile from materializing, sighing as he slid Adriel's menu over in front of himself.

"Well, I'm not sure. I'll be honest, I'm not very hungry after that dinner, I'm mostly here for YOU," he chuckled good-naturedly.

When Adriel's eyes widened, for a moment, Angeal was apprehensive. Today of all days would be a horrible occasion for sliding back into bad habits.

"Oh…" was all Adriel said as he looked down at the counter, quiet. After a few beats of silence, Angeal was reassured as a shy smile was directed at him. "They have a cute looking hot chocolate, but no one makes it better than you, so that's not really an option," Adriel giggled lightly.

Relaxing, Angeal smiled, looking down at the pictures on the menu. There was indeed a, ridiculous-looking, albeit, hot chocolate with various things sprinkled on top. He had never seen the appeal of novelty food items, but if his wife liked it, who was he to complain?

"Oh, look there," Angeal made a gesturing motion with his head, placing a finger on something he was baffled that Adriel hadn't already pointed out. "The parfaits here are your favorite, why don't you get this one?" he suggested gently.

And again did Adriel go quiet.

"I… I…" he started, suddenly seeming to swallow a lump in his throat, before chuckling. "You… Really do know me so well, don't you?"

Angeal's brow furrowed as he saw teardrops on the counter, leaning over and placing a hand on Adriel's shoulder immediately.

"Everything okay?" he asked, expressing his uncharacteristic doting.

Adriel nodded almost immediately, reaching up to wipe at his tears with his wrist.

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine. I just… Mh, it's… Stupid," he sighed.

"Adriel," Angeal began with a warning tone.

"No, really, I'm acknowledging that it's stupid. As in, I shouldn't be thinking it in the first place," Adriel clarified, looking over at his husband with teary eyes.

This was… Unexpected.

"You wanna talk about it?" Angeal prompted, giving Adriel's shoulder a tiny squeeze.

Adriel took a breath, tilting his head back.

"I'm… Scared of this getting old. All of this. The things we do… Me…" He reached up to touch Angeal's arm, but couldn't bring himself to make eye contact. "I don't ever want you to ever get tired of it. To look at this and feel… Nothing."

There was a moment of silence, Angeal unsure of what to say.

"Where… Did THIS come from?" he ultimately asked.

Adriel once again chuckled, wiping away more tears.

"Told you it was stupid."

"Adriel," came that same warning tone, but this time Angeal reached over to tilt Adriel's head over to look at him. Shiny mako eyes stared back at him, searching his expression for what Angeal would say next. And Angeal studied right back before speaking, "You've been my wife for a little over a month. The fact that this is something that's already on your mind is… Worrisome, honestly."

Adriel opened his mouth to speak, but Angeal released his face to hold up a finger.

"I'm not ever going to pretend that I know what you went through. But I DO promise that I'm going to make you realize that there is so much more out there for you. One day, we're going to be married longer than you ever had to experience that. But before then, I want you to keep something in mind," he spoke with stern conviction.

Stunned, all Adriel could do was nod his head.

"I love you. When we got married, I swore to you that you would be THE priority in my life. You've made me feel like your everything, and not only am I going to keep reminding you that you are the same to me, but I'm going to make sure you FEEL it til the day we die. Understood?"

Adriel nodded again, slower, eyes wider.

Then the dam broke, and a sniffle escaped, tears falling down his face in silver streams.

"O… Okay…! Thank you…!" he whimpered with enough of his own conviction that Angeal was satisfied.

"Good. Now, I better see you with a spoonful of chocolate and cherry in your mouth within the next 3 minutes, soldier." Angeal was unable to keep the smirk from his face as he watched Adriel wave down the bartender with equal parts daintiness, politeness, and desperation.

Eventually, Adriel slowly turned to Angeal, smiling as the last of his tears dried.

"I love you so much," he spoke softly enough that only Angeal could hear it. Not out of consideration, so much as him always having been the one more delicate with his emotions.

"And I love you, my angel… But three minutes are up."

"Wh… What does that mean?"

"You'll find out when we get home, I ASSURE you THAT."

"Ah!"

#self ship #self shipping #virus fics #what do angels dream of

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ac-liveblogs · 3 months

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I accidentally deleted the more coherent ask so this is me trying to frantically remember what it said adjhgsj sorry in advance, I'm going to be unbearable abt Dan Feng for a bit <3

Dan Feng sounds like a hilarious clusterfuck. Dan Heng being screwed over by his actions being a purely backstory event kind of sucks, honestly.

It'd also have the nice bonus of introducing the hcq and why exactly you should care about them much more naturally, bc honestly if well executed their story could have made me cry lol I'm an easy crier. the way they did it just doesn't hit as hard as it should.

But Yes!! Dan Feng was SUCH a molotov cocktail of a person, it really is amazing. Identity issues electric bugaloo (with bonus body dysphoria and hallucinations!) + powers that make him dissociate the f out + trying desperately to ground himself by thinking abt his friends + the fact that in all his appearances he's ALWAYS with this permafrozen resting bitch expression. So when I read DH•IL's dreams of what Dan Feng was like as a person I immediately went "oh god the resting bitch face is a lie he's a fucking MESS" which was fun lmao. Sir that's not a dignified high elder that's millennia of trauma stuffed in knee-high boots and cool gloves

ALL THAT and it's mind-boggling that they just. poke it vaguely with a stick on-screen when there's all that cool stuff in the promos and stories?? "In different people's minds Dan Feng may have been an avatar of Long the dragon, a hero, or an immense evil, but never a person with feelings and emotions." that's great buddy how about you now SAY IT ON SCREEN. It even ties into his character story abt DF struggling to feel emotions through the dragon god mindset! It'd have been so easy!! ughh. I know this is a genshin staple, but belobog was rlly good at bringing up everyone's backstory in the quests so I thought hsr would be different :( here's hoping for penacony

Tbh XL's greatest sin is, imo, always focusing on the exact wrong thing. The High Cloud Quintet isn't explained until way after the fact, we learn what Dan Feng did too late and why that mattered too late… BLADE… etc. etc. We did get a lot of focus on the Hunt vs the Abundance, but I kinda wish Dan Feng's sin had been tied into that more solidly than it was

I've been thinking a lot abt how I'd do it, bc I'd also want to do the DF vs DH fight ichor of two dragons style, but trying to put it in Dan Heng realising that the narrative abt DF that he was taught is a lie at the same time he's trying to establish himself as his own person could muddy it up a bit... but it Would have to be at the story's climax...hmmmm. How would you do it?

According to the judges DF craved the power of abundance but I have a hard time believing them when they fed so much bullshit to poor Dan Heng like

Dan Heng: I was initially kept in the Shackling Prison after reincarnating, and received a thorough education on that person's life and crimes. According to the judges, Dan Feng craved the power of abundance and created abominations, therefore as his reincarnation, I had to bear his punishment. As for what kind of person he really was... to be honest with you, I can't be certain either.

According to Vidyadhara custom and the agreement made with Caelorum Venti Dan Heng was SUPPOSED to leave Dan Feng's sin behind w his reincarnation, so excuse me if I give a side-eye to the rest of what they say lmfao. So much hope for more luofu so we can go and punch the dragon-elf elders instead..

I had SO much fun in the Arlan-Asta quest, Herta being the annoying boss caught me completely by surprise even though it rlly shouldn't have jshgdjs

*squints* it's a stupid hour and I just came from a writing binge and 24 hours w no sleep so hopefully this is coherent lol, I probably got some of the lore wrong. Your long asks are always so nice and clear how do you do it?

Haha np, I delete responses to asks and whole entire posts by accident all the time…. (clicky back button on the side of my mouse my beloathed)

I think what gets me is, like. It would've been easy enough to do it? It's beyond me why Blade never just… attacked Dan Heng prior to their team-up. It would've been a good way to establish his beef with DH AND, if Kafka's present, that she a) has hypnotism powers and b) uses them to control Blade outside of … that one scene where he just quietly sits in a room and Kafka promises she's doing something interesting. Also like. The effects mara can have on someone outside of Blade and Jingliu promising they're definitely affected and having ~scary eyes in their Ults.

And obviously, I get that whatever Luocha was doing was a set-up for later, but having Jingliu show up just to go to prison… that's four separate factions each with one of the HCQ and most of them with different goals. You'd THINK that would be A Thing? A big dramatic showdown? The four can meet up again afterwards to get drinks because despite everything they're still friends?

Genshin has poisoned me against reading character bios if I can help it (just look how annoyed I got after reading DH and Blade's!) so I hadn't read DH:IL's until just now, but… you're so right lmao??? How come the most I ever learnt about Dan Feng was from Jingliu's melancholic loredump? The elder ghosts bitch about him, sure, but?? On-screen drama?? That one trailer?? Did HYV think that supplemental material was enough to avoid writing the hard part???

(Unironically I think that's it. The Herta Space Station and Belobog were VERY simple. Stuff like Blade and DH are much harder to get right so, characteristic of HYV's writing over in Genshin, they've avoided it as much as possible by relegating it to trailer animations, bios and Jingliu's lore dump.)

I've been thinking a lot abt how I'd do it, bc I'd also want to do the DF vs DH fight ichor of two dragons style, but trying to put it in Dan Heng realising that the narrative abt DF that he was taught is a lie at the same time he's trying to establish himself as his own person could muddy it up a bit… but it Would have to be at the story's climax…hmmmm. How would you do it?

Complicated question. Running on the assumption that we are returning to the Luofu, or at least will be dealing with Luofu-based characters again at a later point in the story, you probably don't WANT to have wrapped up too much of Dan Heng's potential growth by the third world, right?

So if anything, I'd want him to be more unsure of himself prior to canon so that you can get more development (and types of interactions with others he used to know) out of him during the actual game. Assuming that you will return to the Luofu later, or at least run into most of those characters again (based on the alliance with XL and Trailblazer not having The Hunt yet), I'd probably base it like this:

1) Pre-canon: Dan Heng genuinely isn't sure who he is or how to feel about what he knows of his past. He's pretty sure he's meant to be his own person, but he was never treated that way, lived his life on the Luofu in Dan Feng's shadow and, most damningly, has flashes of Dan Feng's memories every now and then but has no context for what they mean. Also Blade seems pretty sure. And as you say - the High Elders still holding him responsible for Dan Feng's actions, alleged or otherwise, may have caused some damage. He's only one of the Nameless to get away from Blade/his past, basically.

2) First visit to Luofu: Dan Heng learns exactly who Dan Feng was, what he did/why and meets the High Cloud Quintet. You should be able to use Blade and Jing Yuan at the very least to get some Identity Drama and add more stakes to figuring out DF's deal outside of Dan Heng's own feelings. Doesn't necessarily come to a conclusion but is more informed. Meet Bailu etc.

3) Second visit to Luofu: Ichor of the Two Dragons goes here as the climax of some plot where Dan Heng definitively rejects Dan Feng and affirms his own identity. Spending time on the Express helped him figure out who he was/what he wanted and such. Dan Heng cleans up what he can and moves on from the Luofu. He stays on the Express because he loves the crew/for his own reasons, not just to run from his past, something like that.

I think you could pace out other characters' development connected to DH along these stages as well - particularly Blade and Bailu. The result of 3) should be Blade absolutely losing it once he realises Dan Feng really is dead (and whatever that might mean for him which then leads into Dan Heng having to resolve THAT situation in a Dan Heng-way (not necessarily on the Luofu, but around or afterwards), as well as wrapping up Bailu's storyline (which hopefully involves punching some elderly dragon-elves).

It'd also be fun to have a window of time to squeeze a little tension out of March 7th and Dan Heng - because, like, as far as March who wants to know who she was is concerned, a whole world that knows all about Dan Feng AND a bunch of DF's old friends and acquaintances being able to fill in the blanks… that's the dream for her, right? Meanwhile for Dan Heng this is all one big turbo nightmare and he'd be much happier with a clean break and no need to ever come back. Maybe there's some jealousy on both sides there. Trailblazer awkward go-between.

I had SO much fun in the Arlan-Asta quest, Herta being the annoying boss caught me completely by surprise even though it rlly shouldn't have jshgdjs

RIGHT??? For some reason I thought Arlan was having trouble saying no to PEPPY (dog too cute, can't refuse giving peppy too many treats) but then. Herta. OBVIOUSLY

squints it's a stupid hour and I just came from a writing binge and 24 hours w no sleep so hopefully this is coherent lol, I probably got some of the lore wrong. Your long asks are always so nice and clear how do you do it?

Hopefully you got some sleep!!! And uh. I don't know. I naturally ramble a lot and have to trim myself down. My response to how I'd handle DH up there is my third draft and the original was several much longer paragraphs. I'm trying to work on readability… I still need to get better at it, but glad it's helping!(?)

#replies #ac plays hsr

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sparklingpax · 4 months

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Hellooo tumblrrrr >:3

sorry for the inactivity, but I'm finally on winter break now!! Sharing some of my favorite works from this semester <33

These are mixed from 2 of my studio classes (6-hour classes btw lmfao 🪦✨), Painting & Drawing. Since it's a foundational year, work is primarily traditonal. I can also answer questions ab materials/dimensions/etc if you have any!! :3

Ok incoming unedited vague and yet specific ramble about my feelings and experience 😳

Art school is everything I hoped for...idk if y'all remember cause I've had this acc since sophomore year, but I was conflicted about college even then cause of how people made the experience sound horrible and not worth it. Especially artists. I was nervous applying, I didn't think my work was even vaguely good and yet I got into my top choice school. Further, I found very quickly that this experience is in fact crucial to me personally as well as artistically. It's very challenging but in a way that makes my soul feel like I have purpose. I fucked my sleep schedule SO bad this year (😭) and my diet has gone to shit (purely my own irresposibility, don't freaking do what I did there's always better ways).

The feeling of accomplishment in work I spend full days and nights on, as well as how it feels to be in a space with the kindest and also fellow like-minded artists, is unmatched to anything I've experienced in my life. I've used materials and made progress I long ago swore off never touching because "I could never"

I wasn't happy in high school, despite what people said about how I'd miss it when college starts, how I'd hate college, how everything sucks now blah blah blah. Nope. Maybe they loved the experience, their friend groups, the feeling of not being the only person going down their career path (my school was small, I am the only person who graduated going to art school. It was hell during the application process, being told left and right I'm doing it wrong and I shouldn't bank on being an artist anyway. I learned that year the value of ignoring people fr).

OH NOT HAVING TO TAKE MATH, SCIENCE, ETC......IVE BEEN WAITING SO LONG AGHHHH 😭✨✨ The feeling of anxiety and worthlessness over not understanding or doing well in those subject areas while also knowing it's not important in the bigger picture but still feeling horrible over them....being gone....knowing I can put my whole mind and heart into creating now...sobbbbbb it's amazing

Right now, I'm feeling good about everything, even with the many ups and downs during the semester--ultimately, I'm where I wanna be now, and I'm kinda hype for the next semester 🥰 idk if my opinion counts or if this will reach any people who are in my previous situations, if this is encouraging at all but maybe perhaps it will?? And if it does then I'm glad 🫡

In conclusion, uh. I'm being my usual overdramatic and wordy self, but first semester was slay and I'm so deeply grateful I'm an artist and that I am in my current situation. ART SCHOOL FUN RAAAAA

#kuni talks #art #original art #art school #illustration major #art student #artist #illustration #paintings #drawings #acrylic paint #colored pencils #charcoal #inking pens #<3 #life things

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laufire · 7 months

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top 5 'fucked up' dynamics!!

I'm going with the ones that are currently living rent-free in my mind. I've loved too much messy shit in my life to order them so easily xD

I doubt I'm surprising ANYBODY who's paid little more than cursory attention to my blog in the past... three months or so, if I lead with Bruce Wayne & Jason Todd lmfao. It's heartwrenching and deliciously meta on both the parent-child front AND the mentor-mentee one. I'm (re)reading a bunch of old Jason-related comics rn and it's all hitting me again. And the latest development... oof. OOF. Do you ever feel that you and a particular writer are suddenly in-sync to a frankly scary degree? That's how I feel with dc writers right now lmao. This is DC comics so I'm prepared to be disappointed in the aftermath xD, but I am SO IN right now. I'm writing at least two more fics based on the current arc as we speak xD

Next in line HAS to be Dr. Jennifer Melfi & Tony Soprano in The Sopranos. The intimacy, the thrill, the genuine danger of it all... I keep wanting to scream at her to escape and leave him to the wolves but loving that she's sticking around because otherwise where would the show be!!! And there are plenty of great dynamics all around, mainly (IMO), those between Tony and the women in his life, but Melfi & Tony's therapist-patient relationship and the way it twists and morphs is particularly fascinating.

I honestly think the relationship between Zatanna & her mentees in Young Justice could AND arguably should have been more fucked up (for my enjoyment alone, maybe!) but given some of the reactions I've seen to it, fuck it, I'm adding it xD

I SHOULDN'T have high hopes for the dynamic between Tuya and that little clone of herself in "Monstress", since I still think the weakest part of the comic is the other child character lmfao... but man, it REALLY has the potential to hit all the sweet spots for me, in terms of my go-to favourite dynamics (clones, doppelgangers, mirror-selves, possessions, sci-fi related split personalities... I'm into that shit xD).

I rewatched "The Devil Wears Prada" recently and I simply must give a shoutout to Andy/Miranda as the ship that launched my fixation on older woman/younger woman + twisted mentor/mentee femslash + mirror selves behaviour. Every rewatch since has been spent finding little moments in time in which they could TOTALLY have fucked off-screen btw.

#objectively these might not even be the MOST fucked up dynamics I've loved lol #but they're certinaly the ones i'm more into at the moment #replies #talking to the void #my thoughts #top 5s #thank you! <3

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lizajane2 · 1 year

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Outer Banks 2x08

"Shouldn't you be on Figure 8 with your little group of pollo players? Or did you break up with Topper?" John B there are times when I love you the most and this is one of those moments.

JJ: "If only I may touch His garment, I shall be made well."

Everyone:

I love how they're all taken back by the fact that he actually knows something and pay's attention to something. JJ makes rash decisions but he's smart, and the writers should display that more often.

JJ saying "princess" and "that's my girl" all in one episode... the writers shouldn't be playing like that. That's dirty, unfair game they're playing.

And then he tries to provoke a sleeping gator... LMFAO!

Does anyone else like it when none of the pogues are dating each other? Like as much as I love John B and Sarah together, it feels like things just meld so well and there's not a lot of drama going on.

Like do Kiara's parents even care where she is right now? What she's doing? They're just happily eating lunch together and not giving a shit. Even if my mom kicked me out, she'd be wondering where the fuck I'm at and if I have roof over my head.

Fucking Luke... this man accesses a part of me that I don't display very often. Rage. Especially when JJ struggles to break free but Luke just tightens his grip even further. And the way I wanna throw hands with this man when he blames JJ for the reason he was in jail.

Okay, I've seen edits of this scene where JJ grabs Kie by the shoulders and I thought it was due to something romantic... nope. Such high hopes. The only reason there is any tension here is because he's pissed, afraid, and desperate to get rid of his dad for once even though it's hurting him. And Kiara doesn't wanna help which I don't blame her, but he doesn't wanna do it alone and he just needs her. Like there's more tension coming from JJ than from her, she was just annoyed.

"Get in the truck." Hello... you don't gotta tell me twice.

Then you have the scene in the truck where she tells Luke how much of a piece of shit he is and the way she talks about JJ. How special he is, how she defends him and even elbows Luke in his face when he starts talking shit, God that was so satisfying to me. It should've broken his nose. That is the moment that I saw the potential of something more going on between them. I love that moment more than their kiss scene.

"He's a thief is what he is." THIS MOTHERFUCKER REALLY NEEDS TO GET OFF MY SCREEN.

"Everything, hmm. Everything I have, you freaking ruin."

"I don't try to. Just happens naturally."

Nothing worse than a parent who is aware of the wrong they've done to you physically and emotionally and doesn't do a goddamn thing to change or make amends. They just continue the behavior because they're that fucking self-centered. See instead of staying, finishing out his sentence and making the choice of becoming a better dad, Luke just fucking takes off. And that is worse than any beating. Because now both of his parents are just gone. I've been abandoned by one, I can't imagine both leaving me behind. That half assed apology, was just him making himself feel better about his choice.

"I wasn't drowning my sister..." Weren't you just the one apologizing to her for... well, okay, Rafe, you held her down under water, what else would you call it? Freediving?

Okay, Pope it's not like it was a happy reunion...

I know JJ isn't much of a hugger but let me just hold the poor boy. He deserves a good hug that just absorbs everything he's feeling. Without John B and the Pogues he'd be so lost.

That cross is fucking huge.

#outer banks #outer banks season 2 #john b routledge #jj maybank #kiara carrera #sarah cameron

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stpeachery · 2 years

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Finally finished the Legacy of the Force series!

Much to think about!

Starting off, Jacen's downfall to becoming a sith still makes no sense to me. Like, I see the vision, but the more I think about it the more confusing it is. Denning really wanted an Anakin/Vader 2.0. Maybe if I read the dark nest trilogy then it'll make more sense. Also I was listening to the abridged audio book so that may be why.

I genuinely think Mara shouldn't have died. There was no reason for her to die. Jacen could've became a sith a different way. It seems like she was killed off for shock value. Like if anyone can explain why her death was needed then I'm all ears.

Also why wouldn't Mara explain in the letter that she wrote to Luke that she was going after Jacen because she suspected he had turned into a sith. "Gone hunting for a few days. Don't be mad at me, farmboy. Also, Jacen may be a sith so I'm going to confront him. If I don't come back, HUNT. HIM. DOWN." I'm serious this would have saved the team from hunting down Lumiya and Alema Rar (though they needed to go I won't lie) and confront Jacen right then and there.

Shout out to Jacen for wearing his custom designed, hand-sewn and tailored, black Versace GAG slim fit suit to his aunt's funeral. Y'know the aunt he killed, lol. Love that Mara got the last laugh (kinda) by outing Jacen as the one that killed her. Wish Luke picked up on it instead of being all "it's Mara's sign that we need to get along from now on, as a family :)" and leaving Ben to go after Jacen all by himself.

Tahiri...you're not seeing the pearly gates for trying to seduce a 14yr old. And he's the love of your lifes baby cousin?? 🤨 I won't hold it against her, instead I will actively hunt Denning down for that part. Hope she had some kind of healing in the next series of the books cause girly has had a rough life lmfao.

Where tf is Zekk??? He's just gone and not seen anymore. Anywhomst, now my Jaina/Jagged agenda can live.

Shout-out to my girl Tenel Ka-Djo. No specific reason, she's just really cool. Love her from infinity to infinity 💕💕💕 (Rip Isolder though, that blows)

Speaking of Tenel-Ka, I'm sorry but that elevator scene with her, Leia, and Han is kinda funny lmfao. She's literally crying her heart out because Jacen kidnapped their kid and (maybe accidentally) almost got her killed while escaping and Han is like "👀👀👀 Man, this kid is super upset, I wonder why talking about Jacen is making her so upset, it has to be because Allana is gone, yeah that's it." My brother in the Force she's technically your daughter(ish) in-law and your son kidnapped your grandchild.

Shout out to Ben Skywalker for constantly suspecting Jacen to be his mom's killer and not being swayed by anyone suggesting otherwise that it was Alema, Cal Omas (still giggling at this lol Jacen you're so petty), or Lumiya.

Speaking of Ben, what happened to that little girl he rescued???

Love Niathal, my gaslight gatekeep girlboss Admiral gworl. Not so much Daala because I know what she does to Luke and the Jedi later on. ._.

Also Rip Pellaeon, the last of Thrawn's legacy, fly high (or low) old man 💕💕💕

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yatgb · 1 year

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tagged by da bestie @theghostofashton thank u muah muah <3

rules: post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to ao3. if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics.

Are yall ready 4 a lot of splatoon LMFAO

How Did We Get Here? (Splatoon)

Neither Three nor Eight knew how it happened, but it happened to both of them at the same time.

That little critical moment of staring into each other's eyes, seeing a confession but hearing nothing but ink rushing in their ears. The heavy heartbeats, the stammered words… a confession.

And then Three was standing outside Callie and Marie's shared apartment before they could even register what they had just done.

The Epic Highs And Lows Of Fighting For Your Life (Splatoon)

Neo had an okay life. It was a far stretch from perfect, and he'd never call it comfortable, but it was better than what some people had.

Life in Splats Valley was never comfortable, but you could have a tent, a campfire, a Stringer, and enough scrap to turn in so you could eat for the night. If you were really lucky, you'd have a friend or two to scavenge with.

Neo was alone, but he was fine with that. His tent only suited one anyway, and the five logs around his campfire were for retaining heat more than anything. His Stringer served him better than anyone else he bumped into. At least his Stringer didn't tell him to go back to the canyon he crawled out of, or hike up the meal prices whenever he was–

"Next in line!"

Is It A Double Date If It's At Your House? (Splatoon)

It was nearing 6 PM by now, and the smell of popcorn wafted through the apartment. Three had been busying themself with setting up bowls of snacks while Eight got the living room tidy. Afternoon sun shone on the buildings outside their windows, sending calm orange into the living room. The overhead light was turned off in favor of the large bendy lamp that sat next to the TV, and the only other light source came from the white LEDs by the bar, to light up the kitchen. Eight had finished vacuuming, and was now just chatting away with Pearl on her laptop to pass the time while— "This way!" A popcorn kernel clocked Eight in the back of the head. "Ow!" Eight jerked in her seat, whirling around to see Three with a cheeky smirk, leaned over the counter in the kitchen. "Three! What was that for?"

Three laughed and waved their arm to say come here! I've been trying to get your attention!

Thank You For Shopping At MakoMart (Splatoon)

Hello! Welcome to MakoMart!" An Inkling by the door greeted. "Hi!" Eight cheered back with a grin. Three just hummed and nodded as they pushed on with their cart. Even with an eyepatch and facemask covering most of their face, Eight could see the exhaustion in their remaining eye. She knew the time limit of thirty minutes was just so Three didn't lose their mind in the bright noisy supermarket.

warm like the riverside (Splatoon)

"Ouch..." Eight paused her fingers over the muddied skin on Three's neck. "I know it's hurting," she mumbled, "but it shouldn't get… infected." That was the word, right? Right. Three's affected eye squinted at her, their mouth quirked in thought. Then, they just snuffed out another, "Ouch." Eight knew that meant it still hurts, and I'm still going to complain. They didn't seem to like the bright overhead light, either, but it was just so Eight could see what she was doing.

arms tonite (Splatoon)

Plummeting. Falling. Spinning around in the air with nothing to catch her. In her arms, clutched to her chest with all the force she can muster, is a limp body with no hope of waking up. Through the tears, she watches their deaths come closer and closer. A churning lethal mix of red ocean water and black ink (or is it black water and red ink? It's hard to tell). There is no land in sight. She knows she's going to die. She knows there is no hope. She knows the girl in her arms will never wake up again, and the very thought of that last notion is what draws her final noise out of her throat; a broken sob, as she hugs the girl's head tighter to her chest.

Nightwalks (Canterwood Crest)

"I hope you know I hate everything about this.” Heather regarded Sasha with a cocked eyebrow she could hardly see. "Then why'd you come along?" Heather's arms were crossed tightly over her chest, her scowl as dark as the new moon above her and Sasha as they trekked through one of the school's many riding trails. A warm Autumnal breeze swept through the rustling trees, and the 63 degree weather tonight only called for a light jacket, but the temperature was the least of both of their concerns. Sasha scoffed, crossing her own arms. "Well, it's not like I could ignore you dragging me out of my dorm by the wrist."

white noise (CrownARG)

Stop moving, dammit. He stared at his trembling fingers laying flat on the countertop. Stop. Moving. No matter how many times he willed them to stop, his fingers shook. It was a tremor he'd noticed ever since he caught a moment to breathe, and one he couldn't stop noticing. Even when he clenched his hands into fists, even when he'd flap his arms and shake his wrists until they were sore, even when he had a million other things to focus on.

lips speak louder (better back together) (EmpiresSMP)

Something woke Katherine up, a touch. A gentle stroking of her cheek, the feeling of her head against something soft– definitely not the brittle Netherrack she collapsed upon. She woke up, but didn't open her eyes. She couldn''t find the strength to, between her parched throat and aching muscles. And then, at her lips, a cool running sensation dribbling down her chin and neck. Water? She dumbly thought. But I'm in the Nether. There's no water here. Am I—? She sucked in a breath too quickly, and paid the price with a coughing fit as water flew from her mouth. She shot up with a jolt, coughing and holding her throat as she worked herself into a sitting position.

drag me (outta my room) (EmpiresSMP)

Warm mornings were the most common for Joel. He doesn't mind being warm– in fact, he wouldn't rather be anything else. Sure, they'd have to kick off the blankets for it to be bearable, and wear only the thinnest of T-shirts and gym shorts, but in Joel's eyes those are the best pajamas.

Im bad at tagging ppl so ujjjhhhhh whoever wants 2 do this <3<3

#i have posted. so mucj sploon #and most of it is agent24 LMFAO #can you tell im autistic yet #long post #i love how theres all this cute shit and then BAM. theyre fucking dying. ok back to cute things ^_^#i contain multitudes #also a few of these start with txt convos i just cut those out bcz i didnt wanna make this post longer than it is already lmfao

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missmeinyourbones · 2 years

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Hello, do you could do another crazy gf headcanons but for Levi, please?

inspired by this & this prompt :) this has been sitting in my inbox for a while so thank u for being patient anon i hope u enjoy these

i think that levi is another one who thrives off of having a s/o who's an open book w their emotions, but in line an authoritative way??? similar to porco??? let me explain

i feel like he likes seeing you get heated about little or small things that shouldn't really matter, but they do to you. he likes seeing you get worked up or angry, just so he can be the one to calm you down or talk you out of it. he likes having a sort of calming power over you <3

kinda like how he does the same w hange, whenever they get really excited about something he likes to step up and be like OK. relax. ur fine. i feel like he'd do that w you if you are easily excitable or irritated lol

he feels all high and might whenever ur mad and no one can calm you down and everyone is so scared of you and he just has to look at you and be like "alright, enough" and you back off

going off of that, i think levi has always been one to defend himself, so when you get upset in his honor, he is gagged LMFAO mark him down as excited and turned on

like someone disrespects him and you go off on them without hesitation or warning???? he is SWOONING. he knows he's very capable of doing defending himself, but he enjoys seeing you care for him so outwardly and honestly. it feels good to see you try to protect him, its something he's not used to </3

overall i think he really really vibes well w a "crazy" or strongly emotional s/o. hes not intimidated or annoyed by your emotions, he respects you for being so up front w them, something he struggled with, he thinks it makes you guys a nice pair <3

#aot headcanons #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi headcanons #levi ackerman headcanons #levi fluff #levi ackerman fluff

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prettywon · 3 years

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# pairing : Sunoo x Reader

# synopsis : Once hit with the devastating news that you need to join a club to guarantee your spot in your top college, you ever-so conveniently come across a flyer requesting for more people to join the gardening club. You were planning to get by the year doing little-to-nothing in the club but your entire year is thrown off course by the one and only, Kim Sunoo.

# word count : 4,128k words (I WAS EXPECTING 2K)

# genre : FLUFF ANGST AND THEN SOME FLUFF !!

# warnings : kissing ? Sunoo being Sunoo? Jay makes bad puns ? swearing ! not proof read ! Obsession over grades ?

# a/n : been a while since I've written a oneshot ngl, hope it works out LMFAO, loosely inspired by K-On!, ALSO THIS IS THE LONGEST STANDALONE WORK I'VE EVER WRITTEN ??

# taglist : @liliansun @ddeonuism

You felt your world crumble when in reality, you were only engaged in a conversation with Jay. "Hello? Earth to Y/N?" Jay waved his hand in front of your face as he chewed on a piece of chocolate. "Yeah, uh.. so my top college won't let me in if I haven't done anything outside the major I want?" You wanted clarification, you couldn't believe your ears.

"Yeah, it's this whole weird thing, since you need out-of-major credits to graduate, if you don't show any interest in other topics in high school what are the chances you're going to in college" Jay finished his chocolate with a shrug

"I don't get why they would reject me because of it though, I have high grades and have taken a bunch of classes related to the major I want, I don't see why I shouldn't be accepted" None of it made sense, you were a perfect student for the major you wanted and you could be rejected just because you didn't do some stupid clubs?

"Don't complain to me but don't say I didn't warn you if you get rejected" Jay was now eating a bag of chips, how his stomach could handle that was beyond your imagination. "Well of course I'm going to join a club now" You slumped in your chair, what club would you even want to join?

"I'd look at the bulletin boards, you're lucky it's still the beginning of the year so clubs are still accepting members" Jay pointed to one of the many bulletin boards scattered around the campus "Don't worry about it too much, you only need to do one club for a semester" Jay attempted to calm down the worry that was evident on your face.

"I'll check it out later" You walked out of the cafeteria, saying farewell to Jay, and made your way to math class. 'This is stupid, I've never even joined a club before' you walked at a fast pace throughout the currently empty halls.

At least they were almost empty as you bumped into someone, unfortunately that person happened to be holding flyers. As the two of you stumbled to the ground, the flyers made a more graceful descent to the ground as they scattered around the two of you. 'Shit.' could your day be any worse?

"I am so, so sorry" the boy was in a frenzy, picking up as many papers as he could. "It's alright.. really" you were lying, but tried to be polite enough to pick up some flyers. "Oh thank you!" the boy had a glint of hope in his eyes, as if the information on the paper was going to spark your interest.

You stared at the paper. One day sooner and you wouldn't have given the sheet a second glance, but now that you know that you need to join a club, it seemed impossible to miss the big lettering that said "Join the Gardening Club today!" at the top. Sure gardening wasn't your first choice for a club, but a club is a club, right?

"Hey, are you the president of this club?" You stood up, making eye contact with the boy, who was surprisingly tall now that you looked at him properly. Blonde hair, pretty eyes, nice nose, he must be popular with the student body; specifically the females. The boy smiled from pride and puffed out his chest slightly, "The one and only, Kim Sunoo," his smile was sweet, almost poisonously so "Are you interested in joining?" the two of you had broken eye contact as he continued picking up the remaining flyers.

"Well, I'll definitely give it some thought," you examined the advertisement further, in smaller lettering it said 'All students interested please meet in the library after school next monday!' the paper itself was very well decorated, it was clear effort was put forth "it's a shame I don't know much about gardening myself" your eyebrows furrowed, maybe you should look for the other clubs and settle for something simpler, like drama club, you could just be a ticket collector that way.

"I'll teach you everything you need to know, the club sounds complicated but it's really simple" Sunoo showed his smile one more time before looking at the clock "Crap, I need to post these before lunch ends, hope I see you next Monday!" Sunoo hurried down the hallways, leaving you alone with a sheet of paper in hand. 'Maybe I will see him next Monday..'

The rest of the week seemed to go by without a second thought, the only thing you remember was when you told Jay about the gardening club. "Gardening? Didn't think you were that kind of person, but hey, it's definitely out of major" Jay wasn't really one to judge, he was in art club after all. At last Monday had arrived and you were anxiously waiting for the school day to end as you sifted in your seat during science, your last class of the day.

As the final bell rang, you quickly walked out of the classroom, Jay waving a dramatic goodbye to you, fake crying and saying bad jokes like "Y/N is finally branching out, literally. Get it, because they're going to the gardening club informational meeting? No? Okay." You found your way to the library, which was harder than expected considering going from your science class to the library happened to go the opposite direction of the current traffic flow.

After being shouted at once or twice, you finally made it to the library where you already found a handful of people sitting in their own seats. A group of maybe 3 people stood near the front, you recognized one to be Sunoo from the other day. As you closed the door, Sunoo turned and had a wide smile on his face as he pointed towards you and told his friends about how the person he had bumped in to was here.

No wonder they needed more members, looks like they only have three and you need four to keep the club... You sat down in the far left as a different boy handed you another paper, this one was about the same height as Sunoo, he had cat-like eyes but they were soft, more like a house cats, and he had prominent dimples.

"Thank you for coming! Sunoo has mentioned you a few times before, I'm Yang Jungwon" You shook his hand as you read the paper, it was straightforward enough, stay after school and tend to the school gardens. You had brushed over the fact that Sunoo mentioned you, it wasn't really anything you were concerned about.

Sunoo walked up and introduced the club and let the people that were interested sign up, from the 10 or so people that were there, only 4 signed up, including you. The reason you decided on gardening being that you had visited the other clubs and their energy was obvious -- we don't want new members. It kind of made sense in your head, clubs have certain relationship dynamics between the members and they want to keep it that way.

While you wrote down your name, Sunoo leaned over the table and whispered in your ear "Thank you for coming today, I really appreciate it" His breath against your skin sent your senses into haywire, he smelled like citrus but it was hard to miss the scent of roses. How fitting. You quickly finished filling out the form before leaving the library since the meeting had ended.

Once you walked out, your spirits were dampened, literally. Rain was pouring down with no signs of stopping anytime soon. While thinking of what to do, you mind wondered to the real reason you had joined the club. You were positive that Sunoo thought you actually wanted to be in the club, how could you tell a face like his that you were only doing it because you wanted to get into your dream college and all of the other clubs scared you half to death? You were too occupied with your own thoughts to hear the conversation happening behind you.

"Sunoo take my umbrella and walk them home"

"But what about you Jungwon?"

"I'll just use Jake's"

"But-"

"I'm going to walk up to them now and expose you."

"Ok I'm going I'm going"

Before you knew it Sunoo was standing next to you. "Uh, want me to walk you home?" Sunoo was beyond nervous, he assumed it was because he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of a new club member and leave a bad first impression as the club president. Then again he probably left a bad first impression when he bumped into you. And now you probably think he's creepy for whispering in your ear earlier. Sunoo internally swore.

"Sure, my house is that way" You pointed to the right, and Sunoo was relieved "Oh I live that way too, convenient isn't it?" Sunoo started to walk, you following suite. The air between the two of your felt almost electric as invisible sparks flew around you both, how you and Sunoo were so unaware of the romantic flickers happening everywhere you went was a miracle.

You failed to notice how you excused looking at him longer than you should've as trying to be polite. Sunoo failed to notice how he was slowly walking closer to you and how his eyes occasionally flickered to your lips whenever you talked. When lightning struck Sunoo didn't mind when you grabbed his arm out of fear, and you never knew that you were afraid of lightning, you didn't realize that you only wanted to experience the feeling of his skin against yours.

Once you reached your house, he walked you to the door, because he didn't want you to get wet, not because he didn't want you to stop clinging onto his arm. The front door was reached and the two of you faced each other, you finally letting go of Sunoos arm. You cleared your throat "Thanks, for everything" you realized that your wording was poor, Sunoo didn't know that him bumping into you saved you from getting rejected by your college of choice.

"What do you mean? Thank you for joining the club even after I knocked you over" Sunoo felt his eyes flicker to your lips one too many times as you licked them due to dryness. Sunoo felt himself lean forward, he didn't know why, it felt so natural to him, as if the entire walk here was building up to this moment. His eyes half closed, he gently lifted up your chin with his free hand, the other putting down the umbrella.

You found yourself doing the same, your hands involuntarily wrapping around his neck, bringing his head closer to yours. "Is it okay if I do this?" Sunoo mumbled a soft inquiry for consent and when you nodded, Sunoo closed the already short gap between you and him.

If kissing Sunoo could be described with one word it would be.. euphorical. Your lips seemed to be molded perfectly for each other as flowers bloomed in Sunoos stomach, his heart racing so fast that your neighbors could hear it. Sunoo's hand had left your chin and now both arms were wrapped around your waist, your hands still around his neck, you pushed his head closer to you, deepening the kiss.

Eventually the both of you separated, ears red and eyes looking in different directions. "Thanks for walking me home" you said, walking up to your door and pulling out your house keys. "Yeah no problem" Sunoo cleared his throat before picking up the umbrella and leaving. Thoughts echoed throughout your mind, but one stood out.

'Maybe I should've joined the art club with Jay..'

The following days were a blur. You were almost as dazed as you were the night Sunoo walked you home. Almost. You somehow stood your ground and didn't make a complete fool of yourself as time passed because of Jay, who was willing to listen to anything remotely interesting.

"I would like to make a confirmation"

"What Jay"

"Did this happen because of gardening club"

"Yes, why bother asking"

"Just wanted to see if I would be credited for your relationship"

Jay sipped his coffee, a teasing smile evident on his face. It was the Sunday before the first proper meeting as the gardening club and you were dreading it with your entire being. Jay however, seemed to be having the time of his life as he watched your worries pour out onto the coffee table you two were sitting at.

"This is going to be the death of me" Your picked at your croissant, you weren't in the mood for anything to eat. "It's not like it was your first kiss" Jay leaned over the table and ripped off a piece of your croissant, and you didn't make any efforts to stop him. "Yeah but it's not like I go around kissing every attractive man I know less than a week after meeting him" You slumped in your chair, you felt miserable.

"I still can't believe there's another man in your life"

"Jay? You mind having priorities for once"

"You know that kinda thing doesn't come to me naturally Y/N"

At this point Jay had finished your croissant for you, you were ready to leave and figure out what you were going to do in the comfort of your bed. "Farewell, my dear comrade" Jay overdramatically bowed before parting ways. He was never shy about doing these things in public, contrary to you.

The day went by faster than you wanted it to as you felt yourself drifting to sleep. Thoughts swarmed your mind as you strived to find mental peace in the war that was currently happening in your mind.

'Why didn't I join art club?'

'Why did I kiss him?'

'Will I tell Sunoo why I actually joined the club?'

The last thought echoed in your mind, everything has gone quiet, but it wasn't the kind of quiet you had wanted. Sunoo seemed so happy that you were joining and it seems to selfish of you to bring it up on Monday, ways the conversation could fall raced though your mind.

'Hey I just want you to know that I don't want to do this club because I like gardening but I do like getting into the college I want!'

'...'

'Okay, maybe not that exact wording'

You would just keep shut and hope that the club would grow on you, and with Sunoo running the club it shouldn't be that hard right? As you drifted to sleep, you smelled the faint scent of citrus, and thought of Sunoo.

The day was definitely something you didn't want to go by as fast as it did. Yet here you were, in science. You were supposed to be reviewing for a test you had the next day, but you weren't interested, praying that Sunoo hadn't told anyone about what had happened. Were you to blame for what occured? Your notes on the trends of the periodic table were filled with scribbles as you tried coming up with a solution that put your mind at ease. None came.

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Traffic flow was against you, once again, as you made your way to the front of the school, your fingertips leaving prints on the handout Jungwon had given to you just last week as you readjusted your grip. The feeling of what was going to happen was suffocating you, what if Jungwon thought the two of you were dating? You were far from wanting to date yet. You mind raced and before you knew it, you were walking out of the school and into the front yard.

Typically students aren't allowed within 7 feet of the flowers, hence the fence surrounding the foliage, but you were given a pass by Sunoo this morning. Recalling it, the event had made your heart leap out of your chest, you were praying that he wouldn't mention the kiss, and to your luck he didn't. Before you could take in a deep breath of air to mentally prepare yourself, Jungwon was standing next to you.

"Hey, glad to see you could make it" Jungwon opened the gate and walked past the fence, heading over to a shed near the side of the school. "Glad I could make it as well" you feel like you were giving dry responses, you probably were, but Sunoo was currently your only object of interest. You mentally halted your thoughts. Surely you hadn't meant that Sunoo was the only thing you were worried about? You brushed it off and continued following Jungwon.

"I'll show you around today. Sunoo would do it but he left early for a doctor's appointment" Jungwon opened the shed door and held it open for you, not aware of your relief.

'Thank God he isn't here today' a sigh almost left you before you stopped yourself, you didn't want Jungwon thinking that something had happened. Looking around the shed, you took a second to process that you were going to be doing this for an entire semester.

"So.." Jungwon trailed off, trying to get your attention "Do you know anything about gardening?" Jungwon laced his hands together behind his back, his weight shifting from the back of his foot to the front, causing him to rock gently.

It took him gently reaching over and tapping your shoulder to get you out of your trance. "I'm sorry, what was that?" You mentally dragged yourself over a cliff. Now he probably thought you were a mindless ditz.

You mindlessly followed Jungwon throughout the garden, him explaining everything from the type of soil to the lack of fertilizer they had. You, were not paying attention. Your mind always wandered off to Sunoo, you wondered how many times he had gotten small cuts from working hard or if he had ever kissed someone before you.

You snapped back into your senses, everything becoming a bit too clear for your comfort. Jungwon was standing in front of the rows of soil in the shed. Everything felt louder as you shook away the feeling of something unwanted forming in your chest. It felt suffocating, but not the type of Suffolk you felt when Sunoo was walking you home, it felt sharper, and too uncontrollable for your liking.

Pushing your thoughts away, you finished up your first official day as a gardening club member. "That's all our club has to offer, well that and Sunoo" Jungwon had a playful grin on his face.

he knew

"Sunoo told me what happened on your walk home, you have good taste" Jungwon's smile was the same as it was the day you first met him, but his aura felt mischievous, as if you two had known each other for years. You felt as if everything you had been trying to do for the past few days were futile. Taking in a deep breath, you let out a flood of messy and partial incoherent thoughts.

"I'm sorry if you thought that anything was going to come out of me and Sunoo kissing, the thing is that I don't plan on staying here for all that long because I'm only doing this to get into the college I want so I'd really really prefer it if you don't take that too personal sense I know your club won't meet the member requirement when I leave after this semester ends-" Jungwon cut you off by placing a hand on your shoulder.

"You're leaving? When?" Jungwon's eyes were a bit wide with alarm, and you felt incredibly guilty. But if you were in this club for too long your grades might slip and you couldn't let that happen. "End of this semester" You could barely hear yourself, and it was shocking that the boy could hear you as if you were shouting with a megaphone.

Jungwon's hand lifted and he bit his lip, did the club really mean this much to him? "Just.. don't let Sunoo get too attached, he'll be heart broken" with a sigh, Jungwon opened the door of the shed and walked out, you following shortly after.

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Jungwon looked back at the shed, long after you were gone, to find a familiar figure standing at the side of the shed, Jungwon was just behind the gates that blocked of the garden from the rest of the world but one thing was clear.

Sunoo was already heart broken

Sunoo wiped away his tears with his sweater paws as he stood up, the rose he was holding now broken with it's petals floating in the wind. He felt so stupid, as if the two of you could start dating when you had met not even a week ago.

Jungwon definitely didn't need to worry about Sunoo getting attached.

You were rushing through the halls, trying to find Jungwon. The semester was almost over, and you were positive that Jungwon remembered what you had told him all those months ago. You needed to know one thing before you left the club, and what was it you wanted to know so badly?

Why Sunoo was avoiding you like the plague.

It's not like Jungwon had told Sunoo right? He wasn't that kind of person, granted Jungwon wasn't that kind of a person either ... you recalled the time he poured soil down your shoe, you could still feel the cool dirt in your socks as you opened the doors to the library, midterms were coming up so Jungwon should be here, right?

Oh were you ever so incorrect.

There was Sunoo, earbuds plugged in and a sheet of blank paper in front of him. You hesitated. You had made such a big entrance that he should've noticed you. Maybe his music was too loud, or maybe he just didn't care about you enough to look up.

I'm going to leave the club soon anyways, might as well tell the president himself.

Bracing yourself, you sat down next to of Sunoo, thanking the Lord's that the library was currently empty. "I'm leaving the club" You clamped your mouth shut, but the words had already been said, floating in the wind.

"I know" Sunoo was now doodling on the previously blank paper, the way he said it made it sound like he had known for months. "Wha- How'd you-" You fumbled over you words as you tried to stop the shock that was rising through your body. "Your first day, when Jungwon was showing you around, I was there listening in on the conversation." Sunoo spoke in such a cold tone, like you we're strangers.

You felt your world drain away, the feeling was familiar, you had felt this way the day you found out that you needed to join a club, but that felt so long ago. Then another thought hit you, and it hit like a truck.

"I'm sorry if you thought that anything was going to come out of me and Sunoo kissing"

your words echoed throughout, seemingly, the entire Galaxy as Sunoo couldn't help but mentally chuckle at your stupidity. You had definitely played with him. And it wasn't even intentional. "Sunoo I'm-" you could never seem to finish a sentence as something much more pleasant intervened. Something citrus-like.

Sunoo had cupped your face and had placed your foreheads together. He couldn't stay mad at you for long, it killed him to ignore you when you had questions. It had become easier for him as you stopped initiating conversation with him, but when he saw you talking to Jungwon his feelings weren't dampered, of all things they grew. With his love growing for months, Sunoo didn't want to wait for an apology, he was waiting for your lips on his, and nothing else.

Without asking, Sunoo closed the gap and the sparks started flying around the both of you, just like the day he walked you home. "We shouldn't be doing this here" You mumbled, the vibration of your voice sent Sunoo into haywire "Then you shouldn't have made me wait so long" Sunoo laced his fingers behind your neck, the warmth from it making your heart race faster than it already was.

Once the two of you separated for air, Sunoo grabbed your hand. "You're staying in the club.. right" Sunoo rubbed his thumb over the skin of you hand, nervousness overtaking his features as he hoped the librarian in the back hadn't heard the two of you. "Will you stop ignoring me?" You rolled your eyes, this boy could not be predicted "Of course I'm staying" You cupped his hand before placing a light peck on both of his cheeks.

Enlightened, Sunoo stood up and dragged you along with him. "Where are we going?" You stumbled out of your chair, clumsily following the love of your life.

"On our first date!" Sunoo stopped walking once you both reached the garden in front of the school.

"So where to, rose?"

a/n : OMFG IT'S FINALLY DONE. if this flops it's gonna be hella embarrassing LMFAOO thank you for reading !!

- p.s. this was gonna be so much longer but I had to cut out stuff so rip ig

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koishua · 3 years

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*inhales* *exhales* *inhales*

IM SMILING FROM EAR TO EAR RN I DID NOT EXPECT WHATEVER JUST HAPPENED TO HAPPEN 😭😭😭 IT WENT SO XJDKMXNCJCJC LIKE, JDJDJDNDNJDJD 😭😭😵

okay phew. btw it was my first ever official date welp- great okay so uhh it went vv well like, forget about STARBOY for a sec. just the vibes were freaking immaculate oml i love city nights ;-;-;-; it was a bit chilly but luckily i had like a leather jacket so it wasn't too bad okay-

we walked for a while around the streets and talked and stuff and i tried my best not to go as red as a tomato bc he said i looked cute. like, the wholesome kind of cute and if that didn't kill me idk what did.

take my soul now. take it and lemme rip ;-;-;-;- *screams into hands* it was just a small date. just a small one. i shouldn't be this ecstatic mfkcnc mf got me wrapped around his pretty fingers istg-

the way i SPED around the house 😭✋ never in my life have i ever gotten ready that quick oml

we hung out at the park after buying coffees bahahaha it's eight pm on a weekend. not a lot of places were open. hnnnn he was so xnnxnxn how is he so???? 🤨 i hate how effortless he is istg-

it was so unexpectedly fun and like, sure i was excited and nervous at first but he tripped 💀 he tripped on the sidewalk it was the funniest shit ever and after that it was so fun oml. like, exhilarating in the chillest way idek how to explain it

he is so fun ;-; we literally were high on caffeine 😭✋ y'all know just how woozy i get after a cup like?? we were arm in arm skipping over stuff wtf actually happened am i in a fever dream what just happened

anyways, i did enough cardio for the week lmfao i think we ran more than we sat 💀💀💀💀 the things i endure for him smh 🤨

there is a skateboard park near my beloved abandoned train tracks and it's always legitimately THE coolest there. there were a few kids hanging around but it wasn't crowded so we hung out there for a while

AND THE BEST FUCKING PART IS THAT HE COULD SKATE. LIKE, MF HOW MUCH MORE PERFECT COULD YOU EVER GET????

granted he did slip on his feet like two times but who am i to judge 😭✋ i bodyslam on everything all the time, it was funny bahahaha

i enjoyed the night out a whole lot ;-;-; good vibes, y'all. good vibes 😔 i would have died internally if we just sat down awkwardly in a cafe lmfao i hate that 😭✋

the entire walk back to my house, we vibed to some random radio channel bahahaha i sincerely hope no one from our grade saw us bc i could actually die. i am now mortified bc ???? istg we were not drunk but 💀💀

anyways, it was perfect. everything i could have ever wanted ;-; i don't think he noticed how fast my heart was beating at first lmfao and the worst thing is, i am so awkward with people when we are alone like, i can't function one-on-one...

especially with a guy 😭✋

oh and i also developed the urge to dropkick him 😌 across the continent 😌.

ik that imitating body language is like a way for people to subconsciously tell you that they like you as a person but if he imitates everything i do one more time ever, he will be smacked 💀✋

HE LIKED THE SONG I RECCED HIM YES PLEASE Y'ALL ILY TY FOR GIVING ME ALL OF THOSE SONGS A FEW DAYS AGO 😭😭

ALSO I MESSED UP MY GERMAN FFS I THOUT WE WAS FLUENT MATE I- 💔💔💔 it's okay he said it was very funny ;-; excuse you sir i don't think you speak perfect English too 😭

I SAID "I hope i didn't forget my bowl." INSTEAD OF "i hope i didn't forget my keys." 😭😭😭💔💔💔 SCHÜSSEL AND SCHLÜSSEL ARE THE SAME WHEN YOU ARE TIRED ✋😭😭

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queers-for-true-equality · 6 years

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Okay so, we're done here.

I'm Mod Robbie, but you can call me David if you want. This blog was originally intended to be an inside joke between friends, but obviously you can tell it got a little bit more than out of hand.

I expected the post to not get very many notes, and maybe a few messages trying to educate us, but sadly that didn't happen. Most messages (aside from the only positive ones I've published) were rude or disgusting.

Sometimes it's kind of hard for us to see it, me being an actual liberal aligned person specifically, (My persona was a more dramatic, kind of uwu softboy version of myself and I stand by what I said.) but from the other side here I've noticed something.

Once you have a target, like a perceived blog full of 'anti-sjws' (Even though all of our characters had different opinions...), your empathy dies. And that's not a fault of yours obviously, because it's the result of a perceived threat, but it's something you really do need to think about.

Genocide jokes referencing the AIDS crisis (from a non gay man no less!), suicide baiting, rape threats, outright homophobia... It's obvious you don't actually care about "Social Justice" or whatever, you just want the moral high ground. It's a metaphorical dick measuring contest trying to see who can be the most right, and all of you pushed aside any morals and just killed the purpose. We tried to elicit a reaction, but the way people acted over a single obvious satire post is kind of disgusting.

For instance, this anonymous ask that upset me, a PTSD diagnosed CSA survivor who frequently gets real, severe panic attacks.

I don't believe that this is true, and if a post satirizing asexual discourse makes you feel that way, you probably shouldn't be on Tumblr. Not to even mention sending mentions of graphic CSA to a bunch of kids (all or most of which I believe are victims of this kind of thing too) is kind of gross. As in, it makes me feel ill that you'd share this. Either way, I sincerely doubt you got a panic attack from that, and you should get a better friend if you actually did.

Also we talked about how we were gay (We all are.) Lmfao. So like, homophobia references aren't really appreciated. Nice move though! (This is sarcasm, since most of you don't understand facetiousness apparently.)

I'm David, I'm an autistic, nineteen year old, gay, Black, gender-nonconforming (non-cis non-trans/nb fuck White western gender concepts), Amerindian/Latino, who is a survivor of various kinds of sexual assault, csa, abuse, and even disfigurement. All with a side of professionally diagnosed severe chronic PTSD. (P.S. Thanks anon for that vivid flashback!) You guys really showed your true colors this past week. I definitely learned a lot about ace Tumblr, that's for damn sure. Thank you, even though it was a hellish experience.

== Mod Robbie

Hello, I’m Mod Yuno, but you can call me Isa. I was the one who created this blog and the notorious incel post.

As David said, this blog was started as part inside joke and part “what would happen if we-“.

My expectations TOTALLY did not meet what actually happened.

I expected, like David did, for half of the people who saw our blog to treat it like a joke, and for the other half to brush it off as something silly. While we did get people from both sides, we also got some very extreme and hurtful responses.

A trend I’ve noticed on this website is that people will jump at an opportunity to send people r*pe and murder threats as long as it is “justified”. I did not expect this to happen, but it did, just the same.

We made a point by not going out and attacking others. We made a point by spreading extremely silly ideas that nobody would buy into. We made a point by not calling names and to give off this “stupid, confused tumblr kids” vibe, rather than an actively hostile and hurtful one.

What resulted was a big, horrible, hairy mess. I don’t personally mind what people added to our post, because that’s not MY opinions. But how people reacted to it was troubling, to say the least.

We got r*pe threats. We were told to kill ourselves, in many varying, graphic ways. We had genocide and AIDS jokes in our reblogs from non-gay men. As a r*pe and sexual assault survivor, I was appalled at how eager these people were to jump at an opportunity to wish these kinds of things on us, especially when they had the option to make themselves anonymous. Seriously- it feels like all humanity and morals are erased as soon as someone can say whatever they want to whoever they want with absolutely no consequences for them to face.

My name is Isa. I’m a 15 year old ethnically Jewish lesbian, a stalking survivor, and a csa/cocsa survivor. This blog taught us a lot- I hope it taught you something too.

-Mod “Yuno”

#mod robbie #text post #mod yuno #i (david/robbie) am editing here to add that the other mods aren't online right now but we decided to post anyways

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