#bad chilhood memory

[littlerfoxy]

Memories

I remember what my chilhood looked like

I remember that I had a lot of toys which I could play with

I remember that I had a big bed in which I would go to sleep for hours

I remember that I used to watch TV with my grandma

I remember that I used to go out with my mom, my aunts, my uncle and my granpa

I remember my house, it wasn't big, but I liked to call it "home"

A home where everything was peace when no one was yelling at each other

A home where I only felt safe in my grandparents' arms, whenever my aunt, uncle and mom started to yell at each other

A home where I only talked to my grandparents when everyone else was at work, and when they were sleeping, I had to go talk to my toys

A home where nothing was the same when my grandparents passed away

A home where dad was nowhere to be seen

A home where mom was stressed

A home where I was rewarded for my good grades, and yelled at for my bad grades

A home where my mom would take care of my wounds, that she inflicted on me to discipline me

A home where they would make me forget about the bad things by buying new toys

A home where I started to become aware of my surrondings

A home where I wasn't allowed to yell at anyone, but anyone was allowed to yell at me because I was the youngest, because I was naive, because I wouldn't understand something, because I didn't know what to do or say

A home that I wish I could have left sooner

A home that I didn't deserve

A home is the only thing I wanted

A home is the only thing I can get in my loliness

Because now, my loliness brings me peace

#ventcore #new to tumblr #first post #hello tumblr #new here #traumacore #trauma vent #trauma #recovering from trauma #vent post #vent #personal vent #venting

[neptune-ian]

Hello 🤗

I wanna participate in your latest game🎀

My favorite emoji atm is 🌸 and favorite color is dark red ♥️

Thank you 😊

Love stoty between you and your ideal partner

The World, The Devil, Te Death rx, The Star, the Hierophant, King of swords, four of swords, Page of cups, Ace of cups, six of cups, ten of cups, three of pentacles, ten of wands, two of wands

I have the feeling that your ideal partner would be someone from your past, mostly chilhood but you part ways because one of you would have to move on in another city/town/country. In fact both of you loved each other already but could not make it « official » and long-lasting. During this separation both of you would work very hard to achieve in your desired field and that’s how you two would meet. You would have to work together in a project therefore, communicate, share ideas, being supportive but also clear minded about what you want to do. Because of it you will form (or reform) the [new] frienship you has not been able to maintain, emotions will run easily between the two - instant understanding. Also someone may bring a lot of old memories while the other would love to create new ones to celebrate it. It would be an resting period because being together would help both of you to not be swallowen by overwork. Bad habits will no longer continue as you’d both be the helping hand when it becomes difficult and even a bit scary. At the end, while the work is being done the feelings will grow more and more and thus, building the relationship at the same pace and effectiveness as the due work. When at first it was friends, it becames colleagues to be a couple. As way as the work is being careful and rightfuly done the relationship could only grow at the same time.

The vibe of your love story

Work, colleagues, growing love, childhood, friendship, love interest, partnership, ambitions, past, moved from a place, success, joy, reciprocity, « It’s been years! I’m glad to work with you. » would be the key words.

#free tarot mini game #love story #tarot love story #tarot blog

[angeldiaries777]

uhmm random i had this teddy bear as a kid and she's pastel pink and has the cutest face for a stuffed teddy ever she used to have a la vie en rose ribbon pearl necklace thingy on her neck and i lost it i found the bear in a storage box recently but she's in used condition so i want another one cuz she has happy memories attached to her which are rare for my chilhood. i keep searching online to try to find something even remotely similar and none of them are as cute as her ugh like none of them but i really want a new one to display cuz i sleep with this one and she looks cute ofc and not in bad condition but i want another with the original ribbon if anyone knows what this teddy bear is called or knows where i could get one lmk she kinda resembles a pink build a bear except she has big brown eyes like me

#pink teddy bear #la vie en rose #teddy bear #childhood toys #nostalgia #angeldiaries777 #im just a girl

[clarissalance]

Wolves

Pairing: Kaeya x fem!Reader, Diluc, Crepus

Warning: minor swearing, cheesy flirt, dry humour

Summary: All men are wolves.

A/N: Muahaha I have came back and brought you the blatant cheesy flirt. Welcome to the first lesson of flirting with Kaeya. Lol, guess who is coming next? 

Also, I’m planning to write a wind-trace fic because the game is so fun. (p/s: I waste 3 hours playing it) Guess who is in it? 

Okay, the first fic for my lover boy. Please give Kaeya a lot of love!! (*￣3￣)╭ 

Another beautiful day, another day of wasting the lovely weather to stay inside the study room, bury your head into the pile of books next to you. You let your eyes wander to the window again, gazing rays of light fleeting through the window, golden hues on the wooden floor. Tiny specks of dust accumulate overnight, fluttering around the curtain. Outside, the chirping birds bathing under the sun, casually chilling on the window. Oh, how you wish you would be able to relax like those carefree animals.  

“You might burn the birds crips the longer you stare at it.” Startled by the quiet voice, your head snaps toward the blue-haired teenage direction, and you can’t help but scowl at his statement. You can’t be the only person in the room who wants to go out and play. Knowing Kaeya, he’s definitely trying to find an excuse to end the class early. 

The only person who is diligent, hard-working, and does not have thought about leaving this room is the young master Diluc. The young man is sitting opposite you, eyes burning holes on the thick textbook. 

Archon, how can a 16 years old overly enthusiastic person like him enjoy the excitement of reading Descartes philosophy? Maybe he is the only child in Mondstadt, no, maybe in the whole Teyvat who enjoys something torturous like that. Shivering at your own thought, you shift your chair closer to Kaeya, giving Diluc a terror gaze.      

“Aren’t you going to finish the essay?” Pointing at the half-full parchment on the table, you ask. “ Diluc and I already finish it.” 

“ Oh, how do I know? How am I suppose to understand Kant and Descartes theories, and then link them to deductive and inductive reasoning?"  Kaeya lets his finger running through the silky blue hair and pulls them out of frustration. On the other side, Diluc shoots him a glare, annoyed by his brother complaint. 

 “How did you guys do it?” Kaeya asks boredly, his finger pokes the quill. 

You put your hand under your chin, beaming him charmingly.  “ You know Kaeya, it is something I call improvisation. Words just flow out of my tip.” Under your lashes, you can see his cheek dusting pink. Cute! 

“ Just read the books, and you will get it.” Diluc unhelpful adds. 

Both of you stare at red-head incredulously. Is he being serious? 

Like always, Kaeya knows he can not take your advice to heart. One is a genius, and the other is just pure luck.  

Suddenly, the door is burst open, and you quickly shove your feet into the shoes, eyes darting to see the intruder. Internally, you hope that person is not lady Elizabeth, your etiquette teacher. Your blood runs cold at the thought. You can already imagine her sharp tones commenting how horrendous and un-ladylike your act is. 

“How is your study going?” A deep, strong voice booming from the back, and finally, you get let out a breath. Diluc looks up from his book, beams brightly at the man. 

“ We are done with homework, father. These are just extra reading.” Well, for the record, these are his extra readings, not yours. And Kaeya hasn’t finished his 2 feet scrolls of essay yet. 

Master Crepus nods in satisfaction. “ If that is finished, you kids can take a break. The young lady from the Gunnhildr family is here with her father. Maybe you can give her some accompanies.”  The middle-aged man directs the words at you, maybe feeling guilty for leaving a young lady like you in his two sons care. 

Your parents left you in the Ragnvindr care every Summer because of their hectic schedules and frequent business trips at this time of the year. In addition, your mother says it is essential for you to have good relationships with the heir of Ragnvindr and his brother. “Maybe you will need their help someday.” She left it vaguely. 

“ Are you guys going to drink again?” Kaeya suspiciously questions, his eyes glinting with playfulness. 

“ Hey, what’s wrong with men having a drink together?” Crepus defensively retorts, notices how Diluc gives him a disproving gaze.

“ When you guys grow up, you would enjoy it too.” The three let out opposing noises, clearly not having the same idea as him. The man waves dismissively return back the topic. 

“ Let’s come down to greet the head of Gunnhildr first.” He heads toward the door, down the hallway.   

“And be nice to the young lady, boys.” The master emphasizes the phrase, his eyes pinning at the guilty-looking Kaeya and the absent-minded Diluc. Finally, he exits the room, not forgetting to close the door. 

“ Father says as if we don’t treat people nicely.” Kaeya pouts, right after Crepus footstep drifting away from the study. “ The workers never complain anything about our behaviours, right Luc?” 

Sitting next to him, you can't help but let out a snort. He dares to say that? Kaeya raises eyebrows at you, annoyed by your shaking shoulder. The boy in red has a blank face, maybe not interested. 

“ First, you guys ignore me for 2 weeks when I just came here.” You burst out in laughter, recalling back at the very first memory when you just arrived here.

“When I tried to approach, you both avoided me like the plague.” Your whole body is shaking vigorously, tears forming at the corners of your eyes. This is too hilarious! Somewhere in between, you can spot Diluc burning cheek. 

“ Haha, and haha-later,” You can hardly breath, laughter bubbling up. “Adeline told me your reason is ‘It's b-because she doesn’t have a willie.' ” Dramatically air-quoting, you even imitate their stuttering childish voices. This earns you a pointed glare from Diluc and a smack in the arm from Kaeya, but a good laugh is always worth it. 

Both of them freeze on their tracks, faces puff red as tomatoes, steaming almost coming off their ears. If the young heir is to wear a red suit, you are sure he can blend in well with the mansion roof. 

Diluc shifts stiffly in his chair and abruptly stands up, heading toward the exit. Maybe he is too embarrassed at the mention of his dark childhood. 

“Where-haha, are you going, Luc?” You are still in the middle of your giggling, noticing how Diluc is dashing to the door. Letting out a coughing fit, he quietly mumbles. 

 “ I'm going down to greet the Gunnhildr family.” His figure vanishes right behind the door, not letting you tease him further. Outside, the painful sound of Diluc tripping on his own feet make you almost fall off your chair. You have too many good laughs today. 

“Right, I-I should get going too.” Next to you, the blazing Kaeya remembers to dig a hole and hide. His hand slams hard on the table and the youthful teenager stands up, gracefully heading toward the door. Maybe he wants to avoid becoming another joke.  

" Ah, wait-" You follow instantly, but the moment you stand up, something slips, and the next thing you know, the ground is shaking, and you see the ceiling is getting further. 

Your first instinct is to grab the closest object, and then close your eyes, waiting for the painful impact with your head. Clench your jaw tightly, and you hold your breath, hoping it will hurt less if you tense your body. 

Right after tensing up, you feel someone just grab you by your shoulder, and your feet step on something bumpy. And then, your head makes an impact with something hard. A grunting is followed. 

Heart hammering in your chest, you cautiously peek, expecting yourself to see the ceiling, but instead, greet with an unusual sight. A pair of dark colour trouser paired with leather shoes. On top of it is your feet, loosely wore low heel is stepping on that leather shoes. Shit, you stepped on Kaeya. In a panic, you rush down from his painful sore feet, but your head jams in his ribs. He just let out another woeful sound.   

This time, you carefully keep your position in place, slowly remove each foot one by one, moving away from him. Craning your neck upward, you finally meet his gaze, his eyes are full of concern and uneasiness, spooked out by your sudden incident.

 “Did you hit your head hard?” Kaeya asks you nervously, his voice laced with anxiety. He must have been terrified when you slip. You shake your head, hands grabbing his shirt.

" I should be asking you that. Are you okay?" You give him a worrying gaze, your fingers running along his ribs, checking if your stone head broke anything. " I didn't break anything, right?" Hesitantly, you look into his deep blue eyes, noticing the diamond shape. Has he always has this in his eyes? 

Kaeya snorts inelegantly, shakes his head. " Your head is hard as a rock, but that much can't break my ribs yet." This earns him a hit on his arm. 

"Hey! I'm trying to be considerate, and this is how you treat me?" You jab him, hand purposely smack his chest, but he doesn't budge an inch. How strong is this guy? This time, you put all the force on your arm, slapping hard on his chest again. The young man in the blues shoot you a shit-eating grin, clearly not faze.  

 "How is my chest feeling?" He pokes, his palm engulfing yours. 

" Too hard for my liking." You give him a complex look, trying to escape from his tight grip but fail miserably. You wiggle your hand again, shaking off his iron clad. Why is he so strong? 

While you are attempting to flee from his firm grasp, the young man leans down, face an inch away from you. Flushing at the sudden closure, like usual,  you avoid his burning gaze. You hold your breath when your noses almost touch. What is this rascal doing again? 

" You shouldn't be touching men like that." Kaeya opens his mouth, saying something completely out of nowhere. You tilt your head in confusion, while your eyes travel down, you notice your hands still on his chest. O-oh, so he is saying about this. 

" I  don't normally touch random people." You mumble defensively, your eyes lower. " I was checking for your injury."

"They will misunderstand." Kaeya cuts in right after, not accepting the excuse. But why would they misunderstand? You are just being nice, right? 

Like he can understand what is going inside your mind, Kaeya reminds you.

"All men are wolves, you should be more be careful with them."   

You give him a confusing look. 

Kaeya is not one of them, right? 

Eventually, he let out a soft sigh and moves back, allowing you to savour your personal space. Just right after your throbbing heart finally calms down, he brings your tight-griped hand in his to his face. Your meet with his alluring look in his eyes. It is pulling you in, telling you to give in the temptation. Plump lips brush your knuckle teasingly, he blows a warm breath on the back of your hand. He gives you a saccharine smile.

" And if not be careful." His husky voice ringing in your ears, the numbing spark runs along your spine. "They might devour you." 

#kaeya x reader #kaeya alberich #genshin impact #genshin x reader #all men are wolves #fluff #romance #implication #bad chilhood memory #willies #clarissalance #diluc ragnvindr #crepus ragnvindr #kaeya ragnvindr

[serxeinxx]

Hi I’m back, let’s do kirishima + 9 if it’s still available

"once again." :: kirishina eijirou

↻pairings:: swordsman!kirishima x swordswoman!reader [FantasyAU]

↻warnings:: angst, violence, cussing

↻wc:: 741

↻prompt number:: 9

↻a/n:: HIII THANKS AGAIN FOR JOINING THE EVENT!!! :D

-BTW THIS HAS A LOT OF TIME SKIPS AND MEMORY TRAIN KIND OF THINGS-

The sun has already shown up. You and yiur chilhood friend, bakugou who was ranting on how stupid deku were. The only thing you did was trailing some of his words back at him.

“that stupid deku… I swear i-”

You and Bakugou bumped into someone. You fell on the ground and so was the guy who was responsible for it. “ow…”, you groaned. Bakugou helped you back up with his hands pulling your other hand.

“Oi extra. Watch where ya goin’ next time!”, Bakugou scolded the boy.

“man, I'm so sorry.. i was in a rush, that’s why i didn’t mind the way.. my bad.”, he apologized. When he was about to go, the both of you locked on to each other's gazes. Both of you had no idea why you kept on looking at each other.

“Come on! you’ll miss the ceremony!”

“Wait up Eijirou! You’re too fast!”

You panted and getting slower on running. Krishima stopped hisvtracks and looked at your situation. He jogged towards you. "Come here, let me help you. Bakugou would be very mad at us.", he said. He lifted you up in bridal style that made you think of things. You blushed at the thought of it. 

Kirishima dashed off to the headquarters. 

"Wait! You're going too fast!", you warned.

—

“This is.. Uh, kirishima, he’ll be starting to work with your group bakugou..”

“THE HELL?! I DON’T NEED ANY WEIRD PEOPLE IN MY GROUP!”

You irked at his complaining. “Enough! You’re still picky! Captain told you to let him join our squad, can't you understand?”

“-it’s okay if he doesn't want me in your his group—”, you cutted off kriishima’s words by pulling him towards your group. “Don’t be a pushover! He’ll be very delighted you will be joining our group!”, you convinced him.

—

You sat down under the oak tree, you sniffed for the sixth time. When you heard footsteps, you wiped your own tears, and prepared yourself for whoever was walking towards you. “uh.. y/n?”you heard kirishima’s voice.

“if you’re here to tell me that i was the one who should get stabbed then thank you.”, you started.

“no.. , uh.. it’s not what i want to say..”

“IT SHOULD’VE BEEN ME OKAY?! not that civilian we just saved!”

Kirishima went near you. “You know, I kind of did that same thing you did back at my old guild… “, he started. You looked at him as he sat down beside you. “Things happen in the way we didn’t expect. It’s tempting to go haywire because of that but listen, I'm here for you okay? you’ll get through- wait no- ‘we’ will get through it.”, he said.

—

“Y/N! NOTIFY THE CAPTAIN FOR MORE BACKUP!”, Bakugou yelled as he swayed his sword on one of the dangerous beasts. It was supposed to be an expedition, all of you didn’t expect to be ambushed like this.

“ROGER THAT!”, you replied you separate yourself from the team. But suddenly, a tentacle got a hold of your ankle. You got dragged and been thrown to a nearby tree. 

Luckily, kirishima came to the rescue. “idiot! why are you here?!”, you asked. “you think that i’ll just let you go in the middle of the fight? and bakugou called me right after you left. “, he replied. Kirishima got dragged by the tentacle too.  You sliced off the tentacle that is about to attack kirishima.

“You idiot! Let’s get outta here-”, your eyes widen to see yourself get hit by the tentacle right on your belly. Kirishima’s eyes widen to look at the scene. “y/n! shit- hang on!”

“k-kirishima! there’s no point on healing...me, you dumbass.”, you weakly said. “no.. no… y/n!”, Kirishima cried.

The days turned to weeks, months, years, and a decade. Kirishima found himself sitting down under the oak tree where you usually sat down. 

His life kept on repeating, You met him. And when he met you, he hoped that in every life that he got reincarnated, nothing bad will happen to you. And so, he didn’t give up.

Now that he was meeting you once again after a fateful encounter. Your eyes started to tear up as if the bottle was full of water. It was just flowing right on your face, and so was he.

You let out a bitter laugh.

"I don't know you but when I see you, I started to cry.”

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[tfw-adhd]

so this is just like a rant so u dont have to reply

like 2 to 3 years ago i just started having like a lot of adhd symptoms right. memory loss, intense procrastination and horrible response to criticism. and these are all things ive always had but got worse then.

so i went to get that checked and every doctor i meet tells me its because of teen hormones or becauae i have 'preoccupied thoughts' and that i have adhd symptoms but not adhd

and it makes me feel horrible because when i found out about adhd i was so happy to have an explanation for why things are so hard for me. like shit sometimes i just lie in bed for hours when i need to pee or eat because i genuienly cant make myself get up from what im doing. and idkw abyone would willingly do that?? cuz its not fun??? and its like what if im just faking it?

like my parents werent very there most of my childhood so they didnt notice anything and i dont remember much of my chilhood so its like okay. even the stuff i do remeber that is an obvoous sign gets pushed aside amd my parents think im just using this as am excuse to be lazy or that this is just some obsession teens have to figure themselves out

and like i get that. maybe i dont really have adhd but its not as simple as hormones or attention and im so sick of it like i jsut want to know why im like this

its just frustrating because ill probably never get a diagnosis or explanation not only because of the reasons above but because im in a 3rd world country that still treats all mental illnesses as taboo yk

also this probably is irritating and sounds like im self diagnosing (which isnt wrong but considering ive beem told by a professional i dont have adhd its wrong) but it is bad and ive actually researched this so much and i know its not as simple as hormones or whatever and uh yeah

Sent 6th June~

I’m so sorry you’re having to deal with all that! And if you truly think you have ADHD, try to seek a diagnosis from a different doctor later in life. They aren’t infallible.

#sharing session #adhd #kalypsios

[meetmebehindthemall13]

FOLKLORE IS NOT AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL, IT’S NOT ABOUT HER! IT’S FROM MADE UP CHARACTERS POVs!1!1!1!

Ok. Sure Jan!

In this essay I will explain why I think it’s quite the opposite. For the record I don’t think there has ever been a more personal, emotionally transparent and intimate album.

The 1

- Lyrical reference to ME! “I never leave well enough alone”

- TIWWCHNT aesthetics (Roaring twenties, jumping in pool from the trampoline, feeling so Gatsby for that whole year).

- Curiously associated to “the 1”, Big Sur highway or the Subway Line in NYC

Cardigan

- Reference to High Line in the West Village. Because when it’s like 10 minutes from Franklin Street or Charles Street, MUST be about other people right?

- Once in 20 lifetimes, 20 is almost the new 13 lately.

- “Loves me like I’m brand new” CIWYW vibes/main concept

The last great American dynasty

- Explicit parallels between Rebekah’s life and Taylor’s and the way the neighbors judged both of them. The parties, loud women, pack bitch friends.

- Interesting St. Louis reference

- Interesting “wedding was charming if a little gauche” (gauche defintion by dictionary.com: lacking social grace, sensitivity, or acuteness; awkward; crude; tactless) ...........ring any bell?

Exile

- I’m just going to leave these here and not even gonna waist my time explaining

My tears recochet

- Obvious reference to BMR, SBX2

- Very suspicious at the diamond ring but I’ll give it the benefit of the doubt

Mirrorball

- On the pressure that the desire to always be liked, appreciated, validated, approved by others please watch Miss Americana.

- On the pressure of double standards in the music industry for women, her words: “Be new to us, be young to us—but only in a new way and only the way we want. Reinvent yourself but only in a way that we find to be equally comforting and a challenge for you. Live out a narrative that we find interesting enough to entertain us, but not so crazy that it makes us uncomfortable. This is probably one of my last opportunities as an artist to grasp on to that kind of success, so I don't know. As I'm reaching 30, I want to work really hard, um, while society is still tolerating me being successful."

Seven

- Chilhood memories in Pennsylvania under her, are there still beautiful things?

- Won’t comment on braids like a pattern or the hide in the closet lines.

August

- Guest starring the recurring theme of hiding and keeping things secret, let’s make it a regular character because it’s here to stay.

- Will you call when you’re back at school. CAN name of someone who was attending school while having a relationship with Taylor. But won’t.

This is me trying

- Pulling car off the road to the lookout. Now there’s some suggestive photo reference for this line. Google it: Taylor Swift Big Sur

- “It's hard to be anywhere these days when all I want is you. You're a flashback in a film reel on the one screen in my town.” I’m sure everybody has to live with the face of their ex lover on screens all over your town, especially when the city screams their name. Very common.

Illicit affairs

- “You showed me colors you know I can’t see with anyone else” AND “you taught me a secret language I can’t speak with anyone else” sound very autobiographical but I will give this the benefit of the doubt as well.

- “And you know damn well for you I would ruin myself” is the big sister of “And baby, for you, I would fall from grace just to touch your face”, fight me on that.

Invisible string

- Centennial park in Nashville.

- Bad blood, Yogurt shop.

- Thread of gold.

- Blues and then purple-pink skies.

- Dive bar reference. Dive bar where you at.

Mad woman

- SBX2

- Cannons firing at a yatch. Sure it’s a fictional Betty here talking.

- Witch hunt makes yet another appearance.

Epiphany

- This actually is too personal for the whole world.

Betty

- Wondering if Betty’s garden has a gate you could sneak through.

- Inez and James, Blake and Ryan’s daughters. BOTH female. But sure take only what you need from Taylor’s personal life inspiration.

Peace

- So the person who’s writing is convinced that danger and troubles are always going to come to them and their lover because of their very identity, because of who they are and who they represent. Archer anyone? “Who could ever leave me baby but who could stay”.

- Robbers to the east. Clowns to the West (capitalized).

- Your brother as my brother.

- Love for show and dying for the same love in secret.

Hoax

- My best laid plan....“I am an architect I’m drawing up the plans”

- “You knew the hero died so what's the movie for?” Is “And all of my hero died all alone”‘s cousin. Study that family tree.

- “You know I left a part of me back in New York”

- Your faithless love is the only hoax I believe in. Either you feel this or you don’t. I don’t make the rules.

#taylor swift #taylor #folklore #betty #illicit affairs #the 1 #cardigan #august #seven #hoax #peace #exile #mirrorball #last great american dynasty #this is me trying #kaylor #gaylorswift #gaylor

[ameliyaahn3]

13 days series : Day One, 20th December.

Genre : Fluff, Comfort, (lame ass one) Humor.

Warning : Things get heated up at end but nothing shocking.

Word count : Around 1k800.

Summary : Akashi bringing his empress to his chalet for christmas holidays but it's also his birthday. What will Y/n prepare for him ?

Akashi Seijuro × Reader.

Even then, you weren't used of that life of luxury and comfort with Seijuro : whatever you would salivate for, he was capable to give it to you twice or in a matter of a minute -if that's not even too much-: what was for sure something you can't even dream of in your wildest fantasty. And as the wealthy man he is, once again Seijuro impressed you by bringing you on vaccation at his family chalet.

Snow was surronding the beautiful and big place when you stepped outside the car, a warm and refined hand holding your fingers at the same time. You turn your head to see your boyfriend smiling what does make you instantly excited as his eyes are slightly shining at your view. Your blood going trough your veins so fast, you can't help but wait to drag Seijuro into the house and listening to whatever he has to say about it.

You know his chalet to be somewhere he would at least visit once a year and as a place full of funny and innocent chilhood memories that conted by him would just sound so interesting. As the cold started to hit a little bit too harshly on your faces, Seijuro finally decided to guide you to the traditional house, maids and butlers behind with your baggages.

" Pleased, my love ?" You nodded positively, a grin forming on your lips, " How I could not ?" the majestous tree were absorbing your soul.

"I know that you're not always comfortable with my wealth and all thoses prestigious places but I hope this time you won't feel any discomfort being here." The way he talks so smoothely drives you naturally to look at his charming face, what do distract your attention from the unique landscape. However do you regret it ? Not even one second.

" I can't be bothered by a place that is like home for you." You said, your stomach feeling like there butterflies in it despite it does make 9 months you're together. Sensations conservating pretty good like an old bottle of wine, it's really something to be in couple with this man.

" I wish you would think of my gifts as the furnitures then." You chukle a little bit at his come-back, not bad actually but how could you not feel weird when he's offering you expensive jewerly and dates on the only motive that you're his lover ?

" Sei..."

" Because I can't imagine a world that I would truly enjoy without you, you deserve the best, Y/n. Though I've fallen for your independance, since we're one, everything mine is yours, you should not being ashamed of anything."

Seeing you opening your mouth to try to justifiate your attitude, Akashi shut it with his own, deposing a small peck on your lips that destroyed all trace of a logic and inteligent answer in your mind.

What a drag... How would you return him all he give to you the same ? Nothing that you can buy can value even the smallest thing that he had already offrered you, but it was his birthday tomorrow and except of your present you couldn't think of something appropriate to express your love to him.

" Shht, my dear. You know I'm right." He says with a smirk.

Besides making you feel like the first days, Seijuro know also how to make you pout like a child despite that you're supposed to be decently mature.

" That's not fair..."

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In front of the chimney, you observe the fire dancing, your head lies on Akashi shoulder's as he's taking a pause on his book and that a cup of hot chocolate is between your hands. It was for sure one of the most relaxing moment you ever had in the past 6 months, forgetting about school, work or whatever were drowning you down in general it was inexistant here.

" That table... I used to play on it a lot with my mother."

" What kind of games ?"

Akashi smile when he hear sincere interest in your voice, not surprised of your curiosity when it involve him even for the silliest subjects. It was one of the reason you were with him afterall and not another person.

" Cards games mostly and even if I was a child, I don't remember having similar struggles winning against my mother than anybody else till now."

" So she was an high level player ?"

" Surprisingly not and she would admit herself that she was even quite unlucky, I used to not understand why I had so much difficulties with her but now it's pretty clear that I was inconsciously doing of sort to play with her more."

" It's adorable but insulting at the same time, i don't know how I would take it if I was in her position. You didn't do this with me right ?"

"..."

His laugh makes you felt like death has suddenly taken your body and your diginity with it.

"Maybe you can try to found out yourself ?" He put his book aside, amused by the situation.

" I've never felt so insulted in my life... Seijuro affront me right now, one one." Determined by your pride you still kept your calm and called him more in a playful tone than anything else.

" You won't be mad at me when you will find out how I play with you Y/n?"

" I can't promise that... i've been believing that I was good at shogi during more than a year!"

" And you're good."

" But how do I know for real now ?"

"Alright, alright... let's play then. Even if you finish to be angry at me that wouldn't last long."

" Wha-? You know that you're irresistible and you makes benefit of it on me ?! That's vicious... and I love it against my own agreement. How do you do ? That's disgusting."

" You're doing this to me everyday, Y/n."

" No i don't..?"

" You definitely do."

You don't even bother to pursuing that thing and sit in front of the said table with cards that you found around. Today was the day of truth.

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After losing 13 rounds in a row you didn't bother to test Akashi again and let him with his undefeated title. But most importantly, while playing against him you didn't saw something that would say he was holding back on purpose, what surprised you and comforted you a little bit on your own skills.

After that, you decided to take an hot bath and you had a sumptuous diner which by the way makes you felt really heavy. Filled Up and clean, there was nothing that you would need in the moment and so time went by and at the end you wanted to sleep. The Emperor led you to your shared room and before letting your body enjoy a restful night, you took initiative of a cuddle session. Making soft contact with Akashi's skin, your fingers doing small circles on his palm hand and forearm.

As sleep is slowly taking you away, your boyfriend whispers lovely words in your right ear and stroke your back, plunging you into another world : Watching the snow failling gently in the window with the elegant lights of the room while being under thoses pretty sheets with Akashi Seijuro beside... Everything looked like a dream. You took a look in the direction of your hidden gift, thinking of how you would make it memorable and your eyes closed despite a sudden excitation and vague of ideas that poped in your head last minute.

During the whole night, it was like your soul aspired to wake up early and so you slept easily but as if you're body is schedulded, first hour in the morning, 5:45 am you were awake and as you were quiting bed stupid flash of the game yesterday evening came to your head making you thinking that Akashi pitiyied you because of small action in his game, you pipe that idea away and focus on your tasks.

First step was the more difficult one but you managed to get out the bed without being noticed. You wanted to make breakfast for him but also as he would wake up, wish him an happy birthday quite special with his present in your hands.

Maids bringed the bouquet of roses you requested and helped you cooking food. You had so much plans for his birthday... If you remember well, there was that Power Point waiting in your draft explaining how perfect he is and why he should be happy, healthy and live so much years more. But you didn't carry on that idea as that wasn't amazing enough and that in fact that would be just you acting as a fangirl of your boyfriend during an hour at least.

You watch at the time, knowing that your lover used to being awake around 6:30-7:00 also on weekends while during winter even the sun doesn't rise that early.

You walk into the room, taking your gift quickely and in silence, posing the plate of breakfast that you tried your best to please him with. Well, you look at him to see that he's sligthly waking up, a smile grows on your lips.

Once you see one of those red orbs open, you heart skips a beat, Akashi sit on his bed a genuine smile as he see you.

" Good morning, Y/n."

and you can't help but kiss him.

" Happy birthday Seijuro!"

As you crash your lips in a sweet and chaste manner yet still filled with an unquestionable passion, you give him roses and put on evidence the breakfast. The smell of roses mixed with delicious plates increasing Akashi joy even if he doesn't show it in an obvious way.

" You didn't have to do this, Y/n... But it makes me really happy, Thank you."

" Do not thank me yet..! I haven't given you everything and you deserve the best."

You lay on his hand the package, letting him being curious to what is it. After taking a glance at you, he decide to open your gift and see an antique but expensive -for someone of your class- watch with his and your initials, because the clock is foldable when you unclip it, you can see a picture of his mother that you've put.

Akashi seemed quite touched and took your hand in his, a soft and nostalgic expression on his face.

" I obvisouly can't offer you one of the newer and expensive jewerly but I was sure that this one would be at your liking."

Emotional value combined with an utilitarian purpose, not to mention the style.

" And it is, you did well Y/n. It's until now the most valuable item I have in my possesion... I will cherish your present."

" And I will cherish you... Doesn't it sounded like a weeding vows ? Haha... However I will cherish you for real and in all the way possible so even if I can't give you as much as you do in terms of material... My affection would value at least as much if it's not even a lot more."

You said that while coming closer to him, eyes full of desire and of need to proove your love. Akashi put all thoses object you bring in bed on the nearest table as a more lewd expression took place on his face.

" Convince me."

And you were already under him.

" Maybe this one would be my favorite birthday."

#akashi seijuro #knb #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basuke #anime #manga #akashi seijuro x reader #happy birthday #i love him without my consent help #really i can even try to not like him #i love him more than i would admit #13 days

[blake-belladonna-defence-force]

It's the ✨annoying little shit✨ again

The Gremlin anon😺

I'm here with my ✨update✨

I need to tell right of the bat that

THIS AFTERNOON WAS INSANE

Literally...

So, during lunch (after my roommate almost killed Miss oh honey) we started talking about the fact that Miss oh honey is always having trouble in the building where she lives cause of her neighbors

Me and and my roommate both agree that she can stay for as much time as she wants and she ended up deciding to stay for while so she can move to another house

She insisted in helping with house bills while she stays

we tried to disuade her telling her she doesn't need to but she's adamant.

So yeah, Miss oh honey ended up staying XD

But we just remembered that there is only two rooms in this house

Mine and my roommates, and since my room is quite small (those two annoying bitches are saying that it's "my sise") and my roommates room is big enough for two people, sooo...

We all know were thid is going...

Miss oh honey insisted that we shared a room since we have been living together for a long time now and also because we don't have a problem in sleeping together we should be the ones sharing

And I-

I wanted her to win the argument-

NO! I NEED HER TO WIN THE ARGUMENT!!!

I WANT CUDDLES!!!

So I teamed up with her and said that my room is almost empty (I have only my few clothes and my childhood stuffed animal in there) and guess what?

WE WON!!!

AND NOW I PANIC BECAUSE I DIDN'T THOUGHT THIS THROUGH!!!

I'm gonna be sleeping every night with a greek goddess... send help ;-;/

I'M GONNA BE SLEEPING WITH THEM FOR GOD KNOWS HOW LONG!!!

HELP!!!! PANIC!!!!

After my panic and getting my stuff in the room, my roommate asks "You like stuffed animals?"

I FUCKING LOVE STUFFED ANIMALS SINCE I WAS A CHILD!!! I COLECTED AN ARMY OF THEM!!!! But... I lost them because to my former partner...

So I anwsered just that " I love stuffed animals and I literally had an army of them! I colected stuffed animals since I was a lityle kid! I had stuffed animals from amusement parks, other countries my parents took me to, gifts from old friends... But... My former partner didn't like that, and said it was childish and a loss space... So she forced me to get rid of them... And when I did, it was like losing memories from all those places, people, moments... When I lost them... Ifelt like I lost parts of my life, parts of me and who I am... And the only one I could keep was the oldest of them all and my only friend from many years of my chilhood... I wanted to buy more stuffed animals and get new memories but I still can't make myself buy one without feeling extremly guilty for being childish... But anyway, sorry you had to hear all this, it most stupid hearing me talkin about stuffed animals"

"What's your favorite animal?"

"uuuhh... Wolves, why?"

"Cause I'm gonna prove to you that it's not childish to like stuffed animals, and to fair, the way you talk about them is almost poetic"

I just- WHY DO YOU KEED GETTING ME GAYER!!!??? YOU LOVING CARING AMAZING DORK!!!!!

I couldn't anwser them- I WAS GAY SILENT!!! MY GAY HEART!!!

After I could do anything they just hugged me tight and told me "I want you to be happy, and I will buy you all the stuffed animals you want if that's what it takes"

Then they proceed to kiss my fohead and go with Miss oh honey to her apartment to take her stuff out and talk with Miss oh honeys landlord to take care of house buisness

BUT FOR THE LOVE OF GAY GOD!!! WHY DO THEY DO THIS TO MY POOR GAY HEART!!!???

WHY!!??!! PANIC!!! MY HEART IS GONNA MELT!!!!

PLS SEND HELP!!!

So... After a while I hear the door ring and I instantly get out of the sofa to help Miss oh honey and my roommate with Miss oh honeys stuff, but thing is, it wasn't them at the door step

IT WAS MY FUCKING EX!!! HOW DOES THAT BICTH KNOW MY ADRESS!!! I MOVED CITYS JUST FOR HER NOT TO FIND ME!!!!

But there she is, in my door step, looking at me with those freaky eyes...

I froze... I was near having a real panic attack...

She said something to me but I cant remember anything, I was in shock so I don't remember anything until I see My oh honey JUMPING ON HER AND HITING HER WITH A LAMP!!!

I only noticed when Miss oh honey jumped on my ex that she (my ex) had been grabing my hand so strogly that I got bruised

Shortly after, my ex grabed Miss oh honey and was chocking her but thankfully my roommate punched the crap out of my ex

My ex fainted there and my roommate called the police while I was checking Miss oh honey

Miss oh honey was okay and I only got a tiny bruise but I just-

I feel so bad about them, especially Miss oh honey... If it wasn't for my roommate she would probably be dead, along with me

The police got there and took my ex away and OH MY GOD

FUCKING HELL!!! JESUS LORD!!!

SHE FUCKING TRACKED ME DOWN TO KILL ME!!!!!

AND ALMOST KILLED MISS OH HONEY IN THE MIDDLE OF IT!!!!

After all this my roommate gave me a stuffed wolf that I didn't let go for the rest of the day!!!

IT'S SO CUTE!!! I LOVE IT!!!

But honestly I was (am still am) took shocked to gay over this like I usually do

We all stayed together and didn't even bother unpacking Miss oh honeys stuff out of tiredness

So... Yeah, my internet is being shitty today, thats why I didn't update earlier and had to erite this all over again at 00:00 (now its 1:30 am)

Hope ya'll okay and safe

Have a great day/afternoon/evening/night

(also I saw the ask about your fic and... Defence... Have you been spying on me?👀 Cause what the anon said in the ask was literally my afternoon, before all the crazy stuff)

- sleepy Gremlin anon

Jesus Christ, Gremlin anon. I’m sorry that happened to you. Sounds pretty fucking scary.

(*snort* look... I’m a weak bitch for a stuffed animal so xD)

[madara-fate]

Top 5 saddest chilhood in Naruto , I mean do you think Itachi suffered the most ?

Honestly, yes I do think Itachi suffered the most.

He was exposed to the horrors of war from a really young age which was what made him a pacifist in the first place.

He was taken advantage of by the Konoha hierarchy because they knew of his pacifistic nature, so they turned him into a spy who leaked classified information against his own family.

He was then made to slaughter his entire family except for his little brother, which in itself, I’d already consider to be worse than any other past that anyone else had to go through.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, he was also forced to listen to his parents as they were praising him and saying how proud of him they were for following his heart, and he had to kill them while knowing how they could never allow themselves to fight their own child. They allowed themselves to die by his hand, because they loved him too much to resist.

He was then made to live out the rest of his life with his name tarnished, with his beloved little brother hating him, and with the memories of what he did that night forever haunting him.

All while being ravished with an illness which would have taken his life a whole lot sooner if he wasn’t forcefully extending his life with medication. So he was prolonging his suffering, all so that he could do what he needed to do for Sasuke’s sake. That’s some serious commitment.

So if I were to give a top 5 saddest childhoods, it would probably be...

Itachi

Gaara

Sasuke

Kakashi

Naruto

Although, I was very close to moving Kakashi up to 3rd place. The father who he admired so heavily was disgraced and then took his own life, he then lost Obito who sacrificed his life for his sake, and then he had to live with the guilt of unwittingly killing Rin who threw herself in front of his attack. Hard times.

#anime-sweet-blog #Itachi Uchiha #Kakashi Hatake

[tenrou-sirius-the-writer]

Could you make an scenario where Yuliy meets again an chilhood and first love friend after severals years of the incident in Dogville? Thank you!

Hello! I haven’t answered an ask in a really long time, and I feel super bad about it. Fair warning, my writing style has changed a lot, into something I’m much more proud of.

Pairing: Yuliy x Sirius! Reader

Warnings: none

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Living as a Sirius outside of Dogville hadn’t been a kind transition in the least.

As a young and not-so-naive (at least, not anymore) child, along with the issues of the tragedy in Dogville, you had nothing to turn to. It was a miracle you’d even survived, albeit with an injury that should’ve finished the job. It had always been a source of crippling guilt, feeling like you shouldn’t even be alive and so fortunate when others weren’t.

It was a burden the nice couple that took you in bore wonderfully, surprised when you’d first lashed out at them — it was something stupid, but your eyes glowed their menacing blue, a storm brewing in the irises, teeth sharpening into her Sirius fangs — yet took it in stride. Your pseudo-father wrestled with you whenever the werewolf-typical instinct arose, letting you bite them and scratch at them in good fun. It was more than you’d ever expected.

But. . . it wasn’t enough. Not the same.

You thought you were alone. Why wouldn’t you? After bearing witness of your long-time crush’s older brother, Mikhail, perishing underneath the unmerciful claws of the vampires, and Yuliy disappearing into the cold forest; it was only logical, no matter how utterly depressing and soul crushing it was. You figured out later that it might not have been just a crush, like you’d presumed.

The fateful reunion wasn’t dramatic, or teeth-clenching or scary or anything you’d expected, really. But it was a reunion, and that’s all that mattered, in your eyes.

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You walked absentmindedly through the grocery store, idly pushing a cart that grated against your sensitive ears painfully. It was annoying, but bearable. You glanced back down at the grocery list clenched in your hand, finding it stupid that your roommate sent you to the grocery store, fully aware she was absolutely terrible at navigating it. It was common you’d spend literal hours there, wandering through the aisles.

You were halfway through the list, your roommate showing you mercy with a shorter list than usual.

You swiveled into the aisle you were looking for, filled with boxes of crackers and some cheeses. It was one of the widest, well-liked by the more wealthy citizens and those looking for food that fit celebrations, also to fit the sections of chilled cheeses. The shelves were high, and once you took a few minutes searching for the specific brand of crackers, you found it. A pit of dread appeared in your stomach.

It was on the very top shelf. Way too high for your short stature.

After some rather pathetic jumps and attempts to reach it on your tip-toes (also cursing the fact that being a Sirius didn’t automatically make you tall), you promptly gave up trying to do it by yourself. It was infuriating, and you didn’t want to concede and use your superior strength for something so easily overcame. It was stupid, but you were angry.

Giving up, you tapped the guy next to you on the shoulder.

He looked like he was trying to avoid every other presence in the store, a deadpan expression on his face. You would’ve avoided him, respecting his personal bubble and the resting bitchface that had the potential to turn into something you didn’t want to deal with, if he hadn’t smelled so. . . familiar. It was reflex to take a whiff of the scent of those around you, something you were taught from early age and a part of some specific customs in Dogville she was only supposed to practice with an unknown Sirius, but it was instinctual. The stranger smelled like. . . like pack, and home and everything good.

You raked your eyes over his body. Traditional clothing from your village, that you’d hadn’t seen in so long. A pang of hurt zipped through your chest, and so much hope that it hurt.

The man turned, his face that you couldn’t see before striking your brain with familiarity. A white tuft of hair, the other strands of dark hair pulled back.

“Oh my God,” you said, breathy and unbelieving the impossible situation in front of you. “Yuliy? Is that you?”

A look of shock passed over the features that you’ve hadn’t seen in years, sharper and more handsome than ever.

“(Y/N)?” Yuliy (you were certain, at this point) asked, beginning to breathe heavier. You watched as his nose twitched, sniffing the air and his eyes opened wider. Yuliy froze.

Memories of happier days flashed through your head, tears welling in your eyes as you remembered innocent snowball fights, watching sunsets at the top of houses and huge smiles. The memories were cast with a haze, reminiscent of a very different, missed time. You heart clenched, remembering what you tried so hard to repress, but couldn’t with Yuliy in front of you. You couldn’t believe it, something you’ve always wanted standing in front of you.

Unable to hold yourself back, in your rush of swelling emotions of happiness and the howling cries of joy of the wolf in the back of her head, you rushed and leaped forward, latching onto Yuliy with a death grip. You didn’t plan on letting go anytime soon. For a moment, you feared that maybe this wasn’t Yuliy —maybe you were hallucinating, the anniversary of the attack on your village was in a weeks time — but you banishbed the thought as soon as it arose, sure in yourself. The contact soothed you in ways the closest to you couldn’t even accomplish, a strong feeling of comradery and pack making your lip wobble. You bit your lip, not wanting to show weakness. Then, you realized you didn’t care.

Your emotions crashed together, letting go of them as you began sobbing into Yuliy’s shoulder, letting out all of the pain you’ve felt in his absence. In your village’s absence. Yuliy seemed to be knocked out of his stupor, suddenly feeling his arms wrap around you tightly, squeezing your smaller body to his chest protectively and desperately, dipping his face into your neck to breathe in your comforting scent. As you clutched at his shirt, dirtying it with your own tears, you felt his heavy puffs of breath, assuming he was really trying to keep himself from crying as you were. So many sheer emotions curled their way into you at once, it was completely overwhelming but also welcomed.

“I-I thought you were dead!” You cried, choking on your words a little. You pulled back from the hug a bit, almost regretting it with the way Yuliy’s arms tightened around you in response, attempting to prevent you from getting away. You smiled through your tears, the happiest you’d been in a regretfully long time. “I thought I just left you there t-to die and—”

Yuliy pulled back his head to look at you, the expression on his face making your knees weak. His face showed relief and pure emotion that you couldn’t even begin to decipher. Your hands suddenly felt too empty and cold in his shirt, wanting to feel his skin and confirm that he was actually alive and breathing and okay and you immediately lost any doubts you had in the slew of everything else before you cupped his face in your hands, rubbing your thumb over Yuliy’s cheekbone. It was far too intimate for the public eye, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care.

“How are you alive?” Yuliy asked, a small smile on his face. “Not that I—”

“I know,” you interrupted, dropping your smile. “They attacked and left me for dead, and I should’ve died but I didn’t, somehow and. . . and it was really hard.”

Yuliy frowned, eyebrows furrowing in concern once he spotted the huge scar peeking out from your shirt. His expression shifted once again into anger, this time, and you panicked, quickly beginning to run soothing circles into his skin.

“Hey, I’m fine now, it’s okay.”

“I know, but— I’m sorry.”

“Nothing to be sorry for.”

A comfortable silence passed over them, contentedly relaxing in the embrace of your best friend (and secret crush) that you hadn’t seen in what felt like a torturous millennia.

You and Yuliy left the grocery store in hand, groceries completely forgotten.

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#yuliy jirov #yuliy x reader #yuliy x sirius! reader #werewolf reader #ask #request #oneshot #fluff #a little bit of angst but not really #tenrou: sirius the jaeger #sirius the jaeger #tenrou: sirius the jaeger scenarios #tenrou: sirius the jaeger imagines #tenrou: sirius the jaeger x reader

[shallxt]

full name.  Shallot pronunciation. sha-lət nicknames. Shall, Idiot titles.  The Ancient Saiyan, The Saiyan of Legend,   height.  5′7″ approx. age. ??? zodiac. Gemini languages. Ancient Saiyan, universal standard

PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS.

hair colour.  black, dark brown undertones eye colour. obsidian, nearly indecipherable skin tone.  fair, farmer’s tan body type.  mesomorphic, average, athletic, muscular, built accent.  slight rasp dominant hand.  ambidextrous, left-leaning posture. firm and healthy with occasional slouching scars. small, light scars from chilhood and early training covering random spots on body tattoos. none most noticeable features.  fringe bang leaning to the right, tail, musuclar build, his butt and tail hole

CHILDHOOD.

place of birth.  Planet Sadala hometown.  village on the outskirts of Sadalan capital, Sadala Plains birth weight / height.  unknown manner of birth.  natural, 2 minutes after his twin brother first words.  gibby siblings.  twin brother, Giblet parents.  Mother: Endive Father:  Oignon, former Captain of Sadala Army Southern Unit |woodlands territory|(dishonorably dismissed) parental involvement.   Active. Oignon and Endive both actively involved themselves with their sons. They would require them to help around their family farm and finish chores before any training could be done. Oignon would personally train his sons and teach them military strategy and history. Endive would teach survival skills and was very doting on her sons unlike their emotionally distant father. They were average Saiyan parents who loved their children and has great expectations for their twins to bring honor to their clan. 

ADULT LIFE

occupation.   Solider of the Sadala Ar,y, employed spy/mercenary for Lord Beerus, Frieza Force (formerly), Ginyu Force (formerly) current residence.  transient, homeless, anyone with a spare bed or couch he can crash on close friends.  zahha, nappa, vegeta, goku, gohan, jaco, bulma relationship status.  Verse dependent, single financial status.  broke but relies on others to pay it forward for him driver’s license. no criminal record.  wanted by the frieza force, any crimes that giblet has committed he unfortunately takes the blames because #twinproblems vices.  temper, stubbornness, arrogance, pride, forgetful, gluttony, aggression, headstrong

SEX & ROMANCE.

sexual orientation.   bisexual romantic orientation.   demiromantic preferred emotional role.  submissive  |  dominant  | switch  |  unsure preferred sexual role.  submissive  | dominant | switch  |  sex repulsed libido.  mid-low turn on’s.  marking (biting, bruising, scratching), hair pulling, play fighting, ass-grabbing, being dominated, sexual scents turn off’s.  breath-play, being ordered around, bizarre fetishes, tail squeezing  love language.  physical touch and doing actions and favors as a sign of love and affection. spending quality time and talking, sharing meals, wrapping his tail around the one’s he trusts. actions speak louder than words and he’s not really good with verbalizing his feelings relationship tendencies.  goes on instinct because he literally has no idea what he’s doing. can be awkward and unable to differentiate how to act towards a friend and a lover and can get that muddled. is very protective and territorial at times, but it willing to trust his partner. if that partner gets hurt, he will go berserk. can be unmindful at times but has the best of intentions, honestly! even if it means bring freshly killed animal corpses as a gift.

MISCELLANEOUS.

character’s theme song. Knight of the Wind  hobbies to pass the time.  training/sparring/fighting, eating, hunting, learning card games, learning about the world around him, beating-up frieza force and saibamen, bullying jaco mental illnesses.  amnesiac, short temper, acute stress reaction, depersonalization, oppositional defiant, self-hatred, self-blaming physical illnesses.  optimal health left or right brained.  left-brained fears.  never recovering his memories, being a bad person, losing his friends, losing Giblet, his mother’s temper, Bulma’s temper, deep dark waters self-confidence level.  high vulnerabilities.  his pride, people he cares about, his stubbornness, his tail, his memories

Snagged from: @royallunatiic Tagging: this took me forever now its ur turn

#;dash games

[temmpy]

para mis preguntas de animales marinos: coral, delfín, calamar gigante y pez león!! 💖

ahhh no sabia que eran tuyas, son geniales! 💖

coral: do you like jewels? if you do, do you have a favourite one?

-Bueno, me gustan la verdad, sobretodo los anillos y los collares, creo que quedan hermosos.

-Well, to be honest I really like them, mostly rings and collars, I think they look beatiful.

dolphin: at what age do you think you’ve been the happiest ever? why?

- Wow que buena pregunta. Creo que desde los 3 a los 9 más o menos. Disfruté muchísimo mi infancia y casi no tengo recuerdos malos. Pasaba muchísimo tiempo con mi familia y hacia cosas que me gustaban de verdad. 

-What a good question. I think my happiest age was 3 till 9. I enjoyed a lot my chilhood, and I almost have no bad memories. I use to spend a lot of time with my family, and I use to do things that I truly liked.

giant squid: did you like fairy tales as a kid? which children story is still your favourite one?

-La verdad es que de chica nunca leí o me contaron “cuentos de hadas” así que no tengo ninguno favorito. Pero mi papá solía contarme todas las noches las aventuras de un científico loco y su robot, él inventaba las historias, y creo que son el mejor cuento de hadas que podría haber pedido. 

-I have never been told Fairy tales as a kid, so I don’t have a favourite one. But all nights my dad use to tell me a story  about the aventures of a crazy cientific and his robot, he invented them, I believe that those stories are the best fairy tale I cold have ever asked for.

lionfish: what is your sexuality? if you aren’t straight, when did you realize it? was it hard?

- Me considero bisexual, aunque realmente siempre me gustaron más lo hombres. Y también soy asexual. Darme cuenta que soy bi no fue difícil ni tampoco me causo conflictos, siempre lo supe y siempre lo acepté, en cambio lo que si me costó fue descubrir mi asexualidad: Lo descubrí hace un año, o hace un año descubrí que se llamaba asexualidad lo que a mi me pasaba, y no fue difícil, fue un alivio la verdad, darme cuenta de que no estaba rota.

- I consider myself bisexual, but I always liked mans a litle bit more. I’m also asexual.  for me to realized I was bisexual wasn't dificult and didn’t cause me any conflict, I have always known and I accepted it. But for me to realized that I was asexual, was dificult. I realized a year ago, or I realized that what was happening to me was asexuality, and it wasn’t hard, I felt it like a relief , to realized I wasn’t broken.

[khadijahsakinah]

DAY 13: FAVOURITE TV SERIES

ULTRA MANIAC!!

Agak susah cari gambar yang resolusinya bagus. Alhamdulillah dapet ini dehh

Salah satu chilhood memory aku nih. Sejujurnya aku ga inget-inget banget ceritanya, cuma inget garis besar ceritanya sama beberapa nama tokoh-tokohnya aja.

Jadi ini sebenernya serial komik, kemudian jadi serial anime yang ditayangin di TV spacetoon dulu. Episodenya ga terlalu banyak, jadi ga ngebosenin gitu macem sinetron indonesia haha.

Ceritanya tentang cewe penyihir yang dateng ke bumi buat nyari 5 batu ajaib gitu deh. Akhir ceritanya juga bukan yang monoton ketebak gitu. I dont want to spoil the story, tonton sendiri aja yaaa.

Selain itu, seperti anime pada umumnya pasti ada opening sama closing song nya lah yaaa. Lagunya sih ga bagus-bagus amat haha, tapi yaa not bad kok.

Sedihnya banyak yang gatau tentang anime ini, setiap temen yang aku tanyain tentang ini ga ada yang ngerti. Kurang terkenal kali yaa, sedih banget.

Yang mau bernostalgia sama anime early 00's silahkan boleh dicoba haha.

#30dayswritingchallenge #day13 #favourite tv series #ultra maniac

[m-art-ziaaa]

061020

Spending my time tonight with my sister by recalling back our childhood memories together. I'd like to write an anecdote about my 'wild' chilhood. it's not that wild, i was just extra stupid back then 😂 I wanna write here because at least I can reread it again in the future and remember all of the memory for a long term :>

We lived in Kota Tinggi and I went to SK Laksamana Kota Tinggi. I was 7 and I was really afraid of my BM teacher. Her name is Pn Raahmah. garang nak mati, I always got beaten by her in many ways such as rotan lempang and cubit. I always got beaten sebab lambat pickup when it comes to penggunaan penanda bacaan and spelling. Pernah kena rotan 5 times untuk satu mispelling and another 5 times sebab lupa letak tanda noktah. rotan dia pulak nipis gila so yeaaa everytime kena tu fuhhh padass.

therefore, disebabkan takut sebab I always got beaten by her, I tried to lari dari sekolah agagagagag. my first attempt, I acah pi toilet (sedangkan idek where the hell our toilets were located) But i menyimpang pergi belakang sekolah, I tried to panjat tembok, but tembok tu ada besi tajam, so masa tu cuma mampu tergantung je, tak dapat nak lepas tembok. disebabkan tak lepas, i merayau satu sekolah, cari tembok yang selamat. all the teachers were pelik with me sebab I wandered around tanpa arah tuju hahahaha. disebabkan takda tembok best, i tried to sneak through the main gate. but heh, kena tahan dengan pak guard pulek >:( but bagusla, sebab I didn't bring my bag with me at that time, so takde guna pun if dapat lari masa tu. so I act natural, masuk kelas cam biasa balik.

my second attempt, after my parents dropped us off at the school's main gate. I waited for their presence to disappear. my siblings were already in dataran perhimpunan. I was at outside of the main gate, I ran away. Everything went well heheh I was already half my way home but then I saw 4 big dogs in front of me. I don't know where to go, but then I saw a car, I tried to run along with the car so the dogs won't able to see me. but then... aihhh the car was too fast, I cannot hide myself by running along with the fast car. so the dogs saw me, my adrenaline rushed. So I immediately run tapi uturn sebab anjing dah kejar kot agagaga but then terjatuh tepi longkang and I was injured. siku jatuh atas jalan tar... sakit wo. and then one of the anjings came to me, he smelled me. and then he just blah je sebab maybe I smelled like a pure child uwu. But then agaga tak sangka pulak I jatuh depan longkang rumah my english teacher ._. right after the dogs disappeared, my teacher baru nak keluar rumah ;.; she saw me and asked "eh kenapa mardziah kat sini?" and then dia suruh masuk kereta. sepanjang dalam kereta, I told her that I wanted to go home. she said something like "sOk4y! I w1LL dR1v3 u H0m3" but then dia bawak aku masuk sekolah balik. wtf, kecik kecik kena scam! >:[

but after my english teacher sent me back ti the school, i lupa how I able to run away lagi sekali on the same day hagdjahzhs. but this time I tried to guna jalan lain sebab takut jumpa 4 anjing tu lagi. but this time my journey lagi jauhla agahah. sampai tahap, I sesat. I felt like... where am I? so I cried because I thought that I was lost. but then ada 2 chinese aunties came and asked, "eh adik kenapa ni?" (smtg like that), so i told them I'm lost xD so they accompany me but they said they wanted to breakfast jap. so they took me to a chinese warung, and again, ADA ANJING. the dog barked at me, the aunties tried to calm me down but I was so afraid, I ran away from them agagagag. again, I was alone. I walked sampai area kubur kristian amd church. at that time I knew, I'm already too far from home and I'm lost. so I cried jela sambil jalan tanpa arah tuju, sorang sorang, wearing my baju sukan lagi hahdhahsha. but then ada uncle naik motor saw me, he asked "adik nak pergi mana ni?" i told him I'm lost. but then uncle tu cakap "Eh adik anak polis kan? cik musa kan?" haih nasibla bapak aku pemes masa tu agagaga so I angguk je. uncle suruh naik motor, without hesitant, I naik je motor tu (bodo betul nasibla pakcik tu baik, kalau dia jahat naya je aku). disebabkan my father was famous masa tu so pakcik tu tau where I lived. dia hantar smpai depan rumah do, my lil bro asked "eh maziah balik?" I only said "acik ni baik, dia hantar balik rumah". right after acik tu blah, my mom keluar, dia terkejut sebab i kat depan pagar rumah HSHSHSHSHA. WEH I WAS A DEAD MEAT DO KENA MARAH AND THEN MAK AMIK RANTING KAYU, MAK PAKSA AKU GERAK GI SEKOLAH. SO NAK TANAK AKU GERAK JELA SAMBIL MAK AKU BAWAK RANTING KAYU TU DIA HANTAR AKU PI SEKOLAH BALIK T-T

mak hantar samai kelas do. and then she wemt out from the classroom. I sat down but at the same time nangis and still rasa nak lari. then i lari keluar kelas but all my boy classmates halang. I siku one of them and sepak lagi sorang disebabkan desperate sangat nak lari hahsgahs. and tak sangka dapat lari dari kelas fuhh. I ran as fast as I can to the main gate, this time I brought my bag with me agagaga bodonya tak sangka masa tu ustaz mimi saw me and he chased me AGAGAGAGA. the best thing is that, ustaz wasn't able to catch me uwu. the bad thing is, my bro saw me running with my pink bag and followed by ustaz mimi ajsjajsjajs but my bro can't do anything because he was at the third floor, he can only witness my gempak moment sebab I was able to run from ustaz 😂 but the worse thing was, PAK GUARD! eih geram aku!!!! amd yang lebih teruk, my mom was at the guard house, huaaa masa tu I terus peluk my mom, suruh dia bawak I baik rumah ;.; but mak refused, dia kasi aku kat ustaz mimi ;.; and lepas tu taktau pe jadi agagagaga. but tak sangka, all my neighbours tau about me lari dari ustaz. so one day, I masuk lumba lari, 100m maybe. And I won agagaga. balik rumah all my neighbours asal nampak i je terus diorang cakap "uyo laju betul lari. patutla ustaz mimi pun tak boleh tangkap kau" 😂😂😂

because of that moment, start dari situ ler I joined all the lumba lari punya events sampaila form 2. lepas tu terus pencen agagaga sebab nak gain weight kononnya but until now sama je badan 🤦🏻‍♀️

actually, that was not my last attempt to run from cikgu raahmah. banyak lagi, I even buang my textbooks kat tempat wudhu' and my white nametag (for darjah 1) and I went to my sis's classroom. which is darjah 2. that was the most stupid move la, begok banget. tak memasal cikgu yang kenal aku nampak aku dalam kelas tu, she called me, dia bawak aku pi kelas aku balik ;.; and masa otw class tu cikgu raahmah already waited for me T-T agagagaga bodo betul la maziah

but then masa mid september, my family moved to KL. So tak sempat nak ha iskan darjah satu kat Johor pun agagaga. but idk why, masa kat sk laksamana, I always got beaten, sampai terpikir "bodo sangat ke aku ni sampai tahao selalu kena rotan ni?" but bila sekolah kat KL, my teacher bagi gelaran "budak baru yang pandai" to me and my classmate, Vaayu Putran. He's a new student too. we both able to ace each paper lol. my BM pun always 87%+ . thanks to rotan cikgu raahmah la heheh. I wonder, cikgu raahmah still alive or not eh? because masa belajar dengan dia, she already look like a mid age woman. it's been 14 years already. I hope everything's good for her and for my teachers that taught me everything :>

[rawliverandcigarettes]

Another Ask -brace yourself more are coming.

Hey ! I’ve been tagged again ! Thanks to @illusivesoul​ for this ! For the sake of convenience, I’m going to pack both asks in one single post. Thanks for both of them ! Answers under the cut !

What’s your favourite song(s) to sing/hum ?

Build That Wall, by Darren Korb, from Bastion's Original Soundtrack. It's the song that gets stuck in my head the most often, and it has been so for five years.

What’s your favourite flower/tree/plant ?

Pine trees ? Never thought about it to be fair. xD

Favourite colours ?

Black, purple, red, blue.

What do you always doodle ?

Unconvenienced grumpy faces really badly drawn, which usually represent the current mood of the artist or the state of unhappinness with the state of the work ahead.

How do you take your coffee/tea ?

Sugar, and that's it. I like milk with the coffee. Tea is good even without sugar.

Favourite candle scent ?

Cinnamon, or honey, or stuff like that

Sunrise or sunset ?

Sunrise. But I really like both.

What perfume do you wear ?

Sweat. None.

What’s your go-to dance move when you’re alone ?

Weirdly confident stuff. By all mean, I'm not a great dancer, but I would absolutely love giving pole dance a serious try one day.

Favourite quote ?

«Je donne mon sang rouge à quelqu'un que j'ignore Et pour lui ce ne sera jamais que de l'eau.» Louis Aragon

(Roughly and badly translates to « I give my red blood to someone I don't know, and for them it would only remain water. »)

Favourite self care routine(s) ?

Bed, food, cappuccino, watching The Lord of the Rings.

Fuzzy socks or house slippers ?

House slippers.

What colour are your eyes ?

Brown.

What’s your favourite eye colour on others ?

Gray.

Favourite season ? Why ?

I really like winter. Not very bothered by the weather, the long nights or anything. I like cold, snow if we have the chance to have it, and I have good chilhood memories from winter. Spring is nice too, because the temperature is just right.

Cheek, neck, or nose kisses ?

Cat kisses.

What does your happy place look like ?

The beach house of my grandmother, alone, with no contact with the outside world and at least one project to work on.

Favourite breed of dog ?

Dogs are all cool, but I think I have a weakness for everything wolfy, and Border Collies.

Do you ever want to be married? if so, what colours would you pick for your wedding theme ?

Not planning to any time soon, or ever. Romance is very not my priority in life. Plus weddings are expensive and 9 times out of 10 a terrible idea. (happy valentines day, I know xD)

Cursive or print ?

Print.

Favourite weather ?

Light clouds, hints of rain in the distance, hints of the sky, and a bit of wind.

colors I’m currently wearing: Blue, green and purple, because I'm at home, it rains and I absolutely don't care.

last band t-shirt I bought: Magoyond, years ago. They're a french rock zombie band filled with people I knew, so I supported them quite a lot when they started out.

last band I saw live: I cannot remember, it was too long ago :/

last food I ate: Smashed black beans.

last TV show I watched: The Wire

last song I listened to: Where is My Mind, The Pixies. Classic, but good for my current mood.

last book I read: L'Art de la Pose, by Florence Rivieres (« The Art of Posing », a book about the ins and out of professional modelling which I did a little bit of)

last movie I watched: Harry Potter and the Prizonner of Azkaban. Really enjoyed rewatching it.

last 3 characters I identified with: ??? I have troubles identifying with characters, as in seeing myself in them. I want to say my OC Shlee, but pretty sure that doesn't count. Maybe Aria T'loak, in a weird way. Maybe Mordin Solus too, loosely.

one insecurity: - me

two fears: keep on failing at stuff that is important to me until I am forced to realize that I'm the one unfit for everything, and something very dark. Not gonna ruin your day /o/

three turn-ons: I'm taking it as cerebral turn-ons. Intelligence, respect, and self-reliability. Can-you-maybe-see-why-I-like-Mordin-Solus-so-damn-much.

four life goals: - develop a successful game that resonates with people and is honest with its intention - getting myself a name in the indie game industry - not starve or go insane trying to do so - maybe find a way to navigate people and build relationships that satisfy me

five things I like: my cats, the crazy precise dreams I have, astrophysics and space stuff, that the air is still breathable, my incredible -and largely undeserved- support network

six weaknesses; Health at large, sleep patterns, I am bad at being convenient(TM), I am bad at having reasonnable emotions(TM), P R I D E.

seven things i love: my projects, every character I create even the garbage ones, the sea, night sky,  big cities at night, listening to terrible music really late, friends&mom. Yay ! Finished ! If @natsora or @sexy-salmon feel like doing either of those two, feel free. Anyone is free. Freedom is important. (I’m very tired, and sorry).

#ask #personal #I'm a bit down lately so sorry if it reflects somehow in my answers