#i am very soft and emotional about this song don't ask why

[zivazivc]

“Floyd, could you sing to me?”

The big brother looked up from where he was tucking the blanket under Branch’s feet. “Sure thing,” he said with a light smile.  “What would you like to hear? A lullaby?”

“I don’t know,” Branch mumbled as he nestled his head into the pillow. “You choose.”

Floyd could still see a crease of worry between his baby brother’s brows. He softly brushed a thumb over it in a silent reassurance that everything was going to be okay before he turned around to reach for their dad’s old guitar.

I think Floyd would often sing to Branch to get him to fall asleep, usually the songs and lullabies their parents sang when the older four were still little.

I know in the movie it seemed like they all left right after their fight, but I like to imagine that they just stormed off to cool off and that they actually left in the following days. And that this was the last song Floyd sang for Branch that night. :')

Both Sides Now (specifically this cover by Voncken) Rows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They snow and rain on everyone So many things I would've done But clouds got in the way I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It's clouds’ illusions, I recall I really don't know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancin' way you feel When every fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way But now it's just another show You leave 'em laughin' as you go And if you care, don't let them know Don't give yourself away I've looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow It's love's illusions, I recall I really don't know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say "I love you" right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I've looked at life that way But now my friends, they’re acting strange They shake their heads, and say I've changed Well, something's lost, but something's gained In living life each day I've looked at life from both sides now From up and down And give and take And win and lose, and still somehow It's life's illusions, I recall I really don't know life... I really don't know life at all

#trolls #dreamworks trolls #i think their mom used to sing this one to them #john dory standing behind the door listening in like 🙄. . .🧍‍♂️(😢😭) . . . pff whatever... 😒🚶‍♂️ #trolls floyd #trolls branch #baby branch #trolls band together #trolls fanart #dw trolls #my art #illustration #i love drawing trolls because i can play so much with textures #like they're fuzzy creatures and i love it #that light bug thing is there bc i needed a light source and i didn't want to draw a lamp #both sides now #i am very soft and emotional about this song don't ask why #joni mitchell #floyd feels like such an old soul #you know he sings john lennon songs #trolls spoilers #i have so many more thoughts about that fight/post fight but i will shut up for now

[mysticheathenn]

What Don't You See Coming?

Hi, Hexlings!

This pick-a-card reading is all about what kind of abundance (more friends, money, better love, etc) or warnings you don't see coming.

This is a general reading, remember to take what resonates and leave what does not. This reading does not supplement your need to seek professional help.

Take your time when choosing your pile. Ask yourself the question and choose the picture that you can’t stop looking at. Listen to your intuition.

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Pile l:

Tarot: 10 of Cups, 7 of Cups, 9 of Cups, The Awakening, The High Priestess.

Okay coming in hot pile l which is also the song that played as I gazed at your cards by Andy Mineo. Pile one what you don't see coming is emotional fulfillment and a spiritual awakening. This awakening is you seeing the many possibilities in your life and how abundant your life truly is. You may have been going through a hard time for a while now and wonder when will things get better and soon, you will see the light at the end of the tunnel. For some of you, this could be a spiritual awakening. You are becoming more aware of your most authentic self. Maybe you have been trying to figure out who you are, and what aesthetic you fall under if you are into that (goth, emo, soft girl, that girl, cottagecore, etc etc. For others you you may have been working on a project that you have been feeling a lot of doubts about or maybe haven't seen any feedback on what you have been working on this could be gaining clients, getting more YouTube followers, etc soon your time to shine is coming. I can't say when but keep pushing you are almost there. I know you want to give up and you are tired but keep on pushing you are almost there at the finish line. I see you are very close..how close imagine running a marathon and you see the finish line and the many people crowded around it. That my friend is how close you are to the finish line. Don't lose hope. Lastly, those who have been doubting your intuition stop. Nothing is wrong with your intuition. Now is more than the right time to lean more into it and let it guide you on your current path, I'm hearing you may feel stuck and this is the reason why. You aren't letting your intuition guide you. Your intuition is another way your guides speak to you. Listen to it and stop being hard-headed.

Pile ll:

Tarot: The Chariot, 3 of Cups, Ace of Pentacles, Queen of Swords, The Priestess.

Travel. Friendship, Financial Growth. This pile I believe some of you may be tarot readers just starting out with your own tarot blog, YouTube channel, etc, and wondering if this is the path for you. Keep going you are on the right path just have patience with yourself and you will see growth in no time. Slow and steady always wins the race love, you will get to where you want to be in making this a part of your career or even a side gig if that's what you want to make of this. IF not tarot this is more so of my creatives who are trying to put themselves out there on the internet. Now for the rest of you what you don't see coming is if not travel more directions but I am seeing travel and maybe even moving houses if you want to relocate. But overall you are moving in some shape or form whether physically or figuratively, you are moving. Just as a few people from pile one you may feel lost and need guidance in what you should be doing in this period of your life. Maybe you just hit a new milestone (30 yrs old, 25 yrs old, or even 21 yrs old, etc) and you are wondering what is it that you want out of this next decade that will make you into a better person. Listen to what guidance is downloaded to you and follow it no matter how strange or out of your routine it maybe now is not the time to question your reality. Also for a few of you who have fallen off from your spiritual practice, your guides are calling you to start back and tap into them so they can give you more guidance. You are letting your current stress and struggles lead you and it's not down the path you should be going on. Overall pile ll, you are heading into financial abundance and movement. Some of you are also meeting your soul tribe, but it's only a very select few of you as that message took the back seat to everything.

Pile lll:

Tarot: 7 of Swords, The Hanged Man, 2 of Swords, 3 of Cups (reversed), and Queen of Cups (reversed)

Stillness and Decisions. Overall, Stillness is what you don't see coming pile lll. This may not be what you want to hear but during this time you are being called to make some decisions in your life. Some of you are dealing with people specifically friends or family members who are not good for your well being and you are making a difficult decision on whether you should cut them off. Some of you are waiting to see if 2+2 is equaling four (meaning you are waiting to see if your intuition is right) while others of you are just not wanting to pull the plug because you won't have anyone to call a friend or family but who needs to have friends or family like the ones you may possibly be dealing with. For others of you, this stillness is all about catering to your feminine energy and healing. Make better decisions based on what you want to nurture and bring into your life. Some of you may operate in your masculine energy and are having a hard time trying to balance your feminine energy because your environment around you keeps forcing you to be the leader, coach, alpha, etc when all you want to do is lay back and let someone else take the reigns for a bit and if not that at least relax. Take a spa trip, and not have to worry about the building burning down at work or in other peoples life for just a small moment. You may be the person that everyone goes to for advice and you are starting to feel the emotional toll it is taking on you because not many people are replenishing you or even checking in to make sure you are okay. It's time to cut the cord whether temporarily until you make sure you are okay or permanently. The saying, not my circus, not my monkey popped into my head. Meaning it's not your business or your drama to carry, release it.

Pile lV:

Tarot: 5 of Swords, The Magician, 9 of Pentacles, 7 of Pentacles, 8 of Pentacles, 4 of Cups

I want you to start saying affirmations in the morning pile lv. Start with I am a powerful manifestor. Everything I manifest or pray for I receive. I have everything I need and more. I never lack in any part of my life. I want you to keep saying them until they feel true and you are embodying this energy because that is exactly what you don't see coming or who you are as a person. Some of you may believe in the Law of Assumption, Lucky Girl Syndrom, the Law of Attraction, The Void, etc, either way, I want you to keep persisting and know that what you want wants you. Everything that you desire is chasing you down to give you the life that you want and deserve but you are too focused on the 3D for validation. You are too focused on what I want isn't here, I don't have this yet, I don't have that yet and you need to stop....take a deep breath and hit restart. You are never lacking pile lV and I say this from a perspective of gratitude. Practicing that writing down everything that you are grateful for that you already have will bring in more of what you want. For others of you, You may work in a field or job that is competitive and feel that you are being overlooked and everyone is getting raises and promotions but you, your time to shine is coming just hang in there but back to those who practice spirituality, etc. Financial abundance, luxury, and even recognition I am hearing for some of you is on the way but you have to have faith, and keep pushing through the doubt, keep persisting through the 3D of not seeing what you don't already have because in another reality you already have what you are attracting (not chasing, attracting). You wouldn't have these desires if they weren't meant for you to achieve this lifetime pile lV. You've got this. You are powerful. You can have any and everything you want. Practice your gratitude and affirmations. A few blogs I recommend are @jordynbreeloa777 , @alilarew23 , and @serial777killers

Thank you for liking and reblogging my readings. I always appreciate you guys on here and on Patreon.

Stay Safe and Be Blessed

#spirituality #tarot reading #tarotcommunity #tarotblr #witchblr #pick a card #tarot cards #pac tarot #pick a pile #pac reading #pick an image #pick a photo #pick a picture #blessings

[vse-kar-vem]

joker out cooking livestream recap:

-they cooked chicken in mustard or somethjng. potatoes are in it as well

-nace's government name is, in fact, nace ! bojan thought nace's grandmother calls him ignac but no

-bojan tries to transfer the potatoes into a bigger pan. which they cannot find. they do find ANOTHER pan (disgustingly unwashed)

-jan's parents are currently taking care of igor, who has everything he needs: food. a roof over his head. cuddles if he wants. jan is not worried

-we have a short discussion about dishwashing soap. they use the original green fairy brand soap which is nace's favourite. jan doesn't have a favourite. bojan claims that WASHING HIS HANDS WITH DISH SOAP IS WHAT KEEPS THEM SOFT ("i have baby hands") ??????? APPARENTLY?????

-then jan and nace walk around the house feeling up each other/every one else's hands. bojan's hands are confirmed the softest but it's concluded that his secret is not dish soap but being a singer and not an instrumentalist (or playing an instrument badly, his words not mine)

-throughout this entire livestream jure sharpens two knives. good for him, it's very impressive (he slices grapes! and lemons! truly a resourceful kitty)

-we learn that kris is not here because he's MODELLING???? HUH???? 🫢🫢🫢

-we get an update on kamila's flowers (withering on top of the fridge. 😞)

-the connection was SO BAD im not kidding, which was why we missed out on a lot of stuff ☹️☹️ they don't have wifi and are relying SOLEY on data

-their favourite british supermarket is aldi, because it's cheap and the quality is ok. obviously they diss british produce, which like fair enough

-they sing a little ditty about their current circumstances-- shit wifi, potato cooking, etc (ft. NACE'S SINGING VOICE!!) honestly it was highkey a banger

-they answer some questions ie. "drop hints" about the new song. we get 2 rhythms and one singular chord

-they decide do an mtv cribs (tiktok cribs) style house tour which would be GREAT if anything would load 😐😐 so we ended up with a very very cut-up fridge tour (they have at least 2-3 cartons of milk and slovenian sausage (?). also oyster sauce

-the stream REALLY starts lagging here (as if it wasn't already). ok me personally i only caught "-- doesn't want us to go in his room" (about jure or kris??) jan and nace consider going into bojan's. then extended lag on a very ominous staircase. no rooms seen by me at least 😞😞

-they come back down and answer more qs! that i don't remember! sorry this recap was for me and not you 😞

-oh yeah they get asked "who cleans the kitchen?" a beat. jan and nace both laugh "yeah, who cleans the kitchen??" i think that says a lot about this household

-they talk a bit more about the song-- will give you (uncle roger voice) eMoTionaL dAmAgE. that hurt my soul to write but at least i (cantonese) am allowed to do the accent, unlike SOMEONE ELSE ON THIS LIVESTREAM (thanks bojan. at least you were shit at it enough so that it came off just slightly interesting and not anything else)

-that's all i can remember!! bojan finishes cooking, jan and nace sign off to eat. prolonged minute of staring and waving at the camera. i notice they are both very beautiful men. end of stream !

#bojan cvjetićanin #joker out #jan peteh #nace jordan #jure maček #i love yapping #ALSO tell me why their apartment of grown ass men has the same kitchen hygiene as my food tech class last year of 14 year olds 😭😭😭😭 #takes me back to my bench mate telling me there's no need to dump the sink filter and straight pushing bits of food through it with a knife #🤠 #vee rambles

[thefrogdalorian]

Dincember Day 14: Home

Word Count: 838 Rating: General Summary: During a moment cuddling with Din underneath the festive lights in your cabin, Din confides in you what home means to him. Content Warnings: None, just fluff! Author's Note: This was very soft and shamelessly inspired by the song that goes like Alabama Arkansas... you know the one. Anyway don't google what happened to that band after the song! Ruined it a bit for me, but I hope you enjoyed this one!

Link to read on AO3 | My Dincember Masterlist

You let out a soft, contented sigh as you felt Din’s curls tickle your chin and nose slightly. A warmth spread through your chest at how safe you felt with him lying in your arms, his head resting against your chest. The two of you were cuddling underneath the twinkling multi-coloured lights that had been strung up at Din's insistence – despite your scepticism – inside your cabin on Nevarro. You had been right to trust him, though. The lights inside the cabin were a revelation, meaning you could enjoy the lights as you shared such tender moments as this.

“What’s on your mind, cyare?” Din asked softly, turning his head and tilting his chin up so he could look at you with the warm brown eyes you loved so much, eyes that were glimmering in the light. His inviting lips were curled into a small smile. He looked so handsome that sometimes you could not believe you had struck so lucky because the man you had fallen for, long before you had ever seen his face, happened to be just as breathtaking underneath the helmet. His looks more than matched his personality; Din Djarin was stunning in every way.

“Just thinking about how lucky I am to have you, to have this home that we’re creating together,” You sighed again contentedly, basking in the glow of the moment. “You’re everything to me, Din.”

You noticed the impact your words had on Din immediately. The way he closed his eyes softly and the lines between his brow became more pronounced as he frowned slightly, lips now curved downwards as he swallowed thickly against the emotions that your words had provoked in him.

“You know, I lost my home twice before. The first time, when I was a boy on Aq Vetina and lost everything. The second time, when the Razor Crest was destroyed. Everything I had worked for, my entire life… gone in an instant. I really had nothing, not even Grogu. He was gone, I thought I would never see him again…” Din finished, the pain evident in his voice as it cracked under the gravity of recalling such agonising memories. 

“Din…” You whispered, looking at him concernedly, trying to convey to him that he did not need to relive the past, that things were different now. You and Grogu were never going to leave him.

“It’s okay, cyare, I know those days are gone,” Din nodded reassuringly, showing that he understood your concern for him. “Now, I have no fear. If something happened and I ever lost this place, I would of course miss it, I have grown to love it here. But I would still have a home.”

You looked at him questioningly, not following his train of thought. Din’s apparent lack of attachment to this cabin confused you, too. You had only been talking about how much you both loved this space a few short hours ago.

“I love living here, I love that you love it too. Plus, Grogu seems happy and settled here,” Din explained. “Don’t get me wrong, I would never want to lose this place. But I don’t fear it. Do you know why?”

You shook your head slowly, still intrigued by what was going on in that curious mind of his. 

In response, Din reached up to take your face in his large hand, stroking your cheek softly. The tenderness of his actions almost made you want to cry, but the words he whispered meant you definitely lost your battle against tears: “Now I don’t need to fear ever losing my home again, because home is wherever I’m with you.”

“Din…” You breathed, as his thumb reached out to catch the stray moisture on your cheeks.

“I love you,” Din said as he closed the distance between the two of you, propping himself up on the couch so he could capture your lips softly with his. The kiss was so brief and light that it left you yearning for more, yet was perfectly appropriate for the emotion of the moment. Din rested his forehead against yours and looked into your eyes fondly. Then, he whispered a phrase you had not heard before: “Ner yaim.”

His warm breath washed over your lips as he whispered the words so reverently, almost as if in prayer. You recognised the first half of the phrase, your knowledge of Mando’a still rudimentary but improving under Din’s guidance, so you understood he was calling you ‘my’ something. But the latter half of the sentence lay beyond your linguistic capabilities.

You opened your mouth as if to question Din about the meaning of the phrase he had just whispered to you. But before you could speak, Din leaned in to capture your lips again. It was another delicate kiss that left you aching for more, which you were sure was to come. Except this time when Din pulled back from you, he pressed his forehead to yours and whispered the words in basic for your benefit: “My home.”

#dincember 2023 #din djarin #din djarin fluff #din djarin fic #din djarin x reader #din djarin x you #the mandalorian x reader #pedro pascal characters #my fics #SO SOFT SERIOUSLY

[chaotic-on-main]

Sunrise | ModernAU One-Shot

☾ Pairings ➼ Levi Ackerman x gn!Reader

☾ Content/Warnings ➼ best friends to lovers, parental emotional abuse, FLUFF, slight hurt/comfort

☾ A/N ➼ This might be a little self indulgent, but I hope y'all like it anyways. The things the mom said may or may not be things my mother has said to me. I'm okay, before anyone asks lol. I hope this is comforting to others out there. Love you guys! Time to start of June's outline. :3

☾ Word Count ➼ ~2.2k

text convo made by @humanitys-strongest-bamf <3

Your silver sedan sits in the street in front of Levi’s apartment, headlights glowing on the other cars around you. Soft rock plays through the speakers as you drum your fingers on the steering wheel in impatience, the vibrant blue console lights lighting up your face. You had sent him a ‘here!’ which was left on read, meaning he was still up but still nowhere in sight. Maybe he couldn’t find his shoes? No, that wasn’t like him. He has a cubby by the door for them, which he kept immaculate. Just as you were going through other impossible scenarios, there’s a sharp knock on the passenger door that makes you jump. It’s Levi, double fisting two teas in to-go cups as you requested.

“Will you get the door, dumbass? My hands are full.” You hear muffled through the glass. It takes a bit of strain, but you lean over to unlatch the door and push it so Levi can kick it open with the tip of his shoe carefully. The internal lights pop on, blinding you momentarily but when your vision adjusts, you see Levi extending a long-sleeved arm to you with your drink.

“You remembered!” You exclaim, grabbing the warm cup from him so he can place his own down in the cup holder before sliding himself in the seat next to you.

“You asked for it.” He grumbles as he buckles himself in and then stares over at you, deadpan. His eyes widen a bit as he takes in the sight of you. "Is that my sweater?" You were indeed wearing Levi's thick, gray turtleneck. His favorite one, at that. You notice he says nothing about the red puffiness around your eyes.

“Well hello to you too, grumpy.” You smirk over at him as you take a careful sip of your tea, ignoring his question and relishing the flavors that Levi chose. It’s a blend that Levi had made special for you a while back, strong and smooth and a little fruity. Levi wasn’t a fan of it, but you loved it - for more reasons than you wouldn’t dare say.

“I’m not grumpy. And I’ve been looking for that all week. I’ll take it from you by force if I have to.”

“Mmm, kinky.” He scoffs but says nothing, looking away. You shift in your seat so you're facing him, linking your fingers together and resting your chin on them as you stare over at him. He gives you a side-eye, then a scowl.

"I am not driving, forget it." Levi snaps at you.

.

“So, what was it this time?” Levi mutters over to you from the driver’s side. He has the window down, hair wind-swept as he stares out into the very early morning darkness. His index finger taps on the steering wheel to the beat of the song playing in the background.

“Hm?” You don't bother looking over you as you speak. You have your arms placed up on the door with your head resting on them, your face lighting up every couple seconds from the glow of the passing street lights.

“What kept you awake this time?” You think for a moment about how you want to word what made your heart ache today. Even after 17 years of friendship, you still struggle with talking about your feelings with him. An emotional disconnection you’ve had since before you met him so long ago. He understood though and never asked, which is why he sat so patiently while you pieced together your thoughts. Nothing coherent came to mind, though.

“I don't…" You trail off, clearing your throat in discomfort. You bring your hand to your mouth and start chewing on your thumbnail.

"…know how to word it?" Levi finishes for you. As always, he was so good at reading you.

"Look at you finishing my sentences. You know, the whole friend group thinks we're secretly dating. Hange even has a bet."

"Oh yeah? What did shitty-glasses wager on this one?” Levi quips without missing a beat. He rolls to a stop at a four-way and takes this time to give you a full exasperated stare.

"Something about cleaning Miche's and Nanaba's shared apartment if they lost.“ You laugh before taking another sip of your tea. It's sweetened just the way you like it. Levi is great at remembering the little things like that.

“Tch. Then they better start cleaning.” Levi grumbles as he pushes down on the gas pedal gently. Levi didn't press, but you knew the conversation was well from over. He would never tell you, but he always wanted to know what was on your mind, especially when you were this upset. To you, however, he didn't need to. His quick glances at you every other stoplight told you enough how present he is for you, and always would be.

You stick your head out the window and smile at the warm breeze against your face. When you stare up at the sky, your vision is filled with pale stars and a bright moon. A couple clouds float by, lit up from the moonlight. It really is a perfect right for a drive.

"Do we have a destination in mind?" He turns the volume dial up a bit, the same soft rock from before now at a moderate level. You wouldn't mind it being louder, but with Levi's question now lingering in the air, skull shaking volume would have to wait.

"I don't, actually. I was hoping you’d just drive and see where it takes us." You give him a huge grin and a finger gun, and Levi just snorts in response.

"Alright then. Let's see where this takes us."

.

Around an hour and half later, Levi and you find yourselves still in the car on a gentle incline. You have no idea where Levi was taking you but now with the faint light of the early morning, you can see you're somewhere with lots of trees. Both of you are far from tired, disposable cups now empty. You’ve been staring at Levi for the last ten minutes with glazed eyes as your mind wanders. His voice snaps you back.

“Before you say anything about the eye bags, just know you’re part of the problem.” He says dryly with pursed lips.

“Pfft, your sleep problems are yours and yours alone.” You roll your eyes at that, but you can’t hold back your smile. The car slows down before turning off on a dirt path to your left. It’s still quite dark from the canopy of leaves above, so your view is limited to what the headlights illuminate.

“Oh, is this the day? You’re finally going to murder me and dispose of my body in the forest where it belongs?? What is it, head bludgeoning or a gunshot?” You feign an excited tone, wide eyes and toothy grin to accentuate it.

“Trust me. When I get rid of you, it’ll be much more thrilling than either of those.”

“Boo.” You stick your tongue out and pout.

Levi rolls the car down the path slowly, keeping his eye out for anything that might be in the way. It was relatively safe with only fallen leaves and small twigs littering the road. There’s a light at the end of it and after a moment, the car breaks through and then Levi puts the car in park. Your breath is taken away in a mere second.

You unfasten your seat belt and throw yourself out of the car quickly. Not bothering to shut the door behind you, you run over to the edge of the cliff that you find yourself on. You’re not sure how high up you are but it’s a considerable distance because the trees that litter the valley beneath you are quite small. It’s all green, broken up by a wide river that you suspect is the very same one that cuts through town. A layer of low fog weaves through the whole valley, and you imagine how pretty the morning dew must be from it. On the horizon, you see the beginning of pinks and oranges start to paint the sky. The sun is about to break.

Raising your hands above your head, you scream with exhilaration. A warm gust of wind blows against your face, throwing your hair back and tangling in the breeze. This was the most beautiful sight you’ve ever seen, you think.

“Levi Ackerman, you jerk! How could you keep something like this from me!?” You yell as you turn around quickly, meeting his stormy gray eyes. He’s staring at you with a lopsided smile while he leans against the driver’s side door, arms and legs crossed.

“I can’t let you in on all of my secrets. That’s just not fair.” He shrugs with nonchalance.

“Does almost two decades of friendship mean nothing to you?” You smirk over at him.

Levi makes his way to the hood of the car and sits back on it, patting the spot next to him for you. You raise your eyebrow at him but amble over to him anyways before pulling yourself up as well. Your legs curl up under you as you cross them, noting the metal underneath you bending more than you’d like. Whatever, your car is on its last leg anyways.

You both sit in silence for a moment. Birds chirp and sing behind you in the trees, the rustling of the leaves signifies the start of their early morning routines. The sun still hasn’t made an appearance, and you gauge it’ll probably be another fifteen or so minutes until it wakes up for the day.

“So. What happened?” Levi pipes up next to you. When you twist your head to look at him, you notice a softness in his eyes; a look he reserves for when it’s just you and him. Pulling your legs up to your chest, you rest your cheek against your knee as you continue to watch Levi.

“My mother called me again.” You frown a little, now matching the one Levi points your way.

“You answered, didn’t you?”

“Yeah. I told myself not to but then I got worried that maybe something happened. So, I picked it up. It started off okay…” You trail off as you reposition your head so that you are now resting your chin in the crook of where your knees met. The oranges and pinks glow brighter with every passing second.

“What did she say this time?” he asks gently.

“Oh, the usual. ‘You know how I feel about quitters’ and ‘it makes me sad to see your wasted potential’ then ended it with something along the lines of ‘being selfish’.” You laugh sardonically at that, heavy bitterness seeping into your tone.

“You know better than to-“

“Than to answer I know.” You snap. You continue to stare at an invisible airplane in the distance. The wind starts stinging your eyes, or was it tears? You blink hard to get whatever it was out.

“- than to believe any of that shit.” Levi retorts. He shifts next to you, the groaning of the metal underneath you both breaking up the momentary silence.

“I know, and it’s just so frustrating that it still gets under my skin. It’s been years since I’ve left. You’d think I’d be over it by now.” Your voice gives you away with a crack. You sniffle and rub your eyes with the sleeves of Levi’s sweater. Your tears leave dark marks against the gray. Levi mumbles your name, and you sit up and turn your head back to him. He just stares at you with his lips parted, thinking of what he wanted to say.

“Healing isn’t linear, nor is it clean. It’s going to have its moments where you feel like you’re falling back and it’s becoming too loud and chaotic. But you are healing, you need to be patient with yourself.” He says over to you gently, before bumping against your shoulder with his own affectionately. He’s a lot closer than you thought he was. “And don’t answer her calls anymore.” You continue to stare at him, this time in wonder.

“Hey Levi?” You ask softly.

“Hm?”

“You know you’re my best friend, right?”

This time Levi stares at you, but with what you’re not sure. You don’t get a moment to think as Levi leans into you, slowly. His lips linger across from yours, as if waiting for you to pull away. You don’t. Pushing yourself into him, your lips meet his and they’re so soft against yours. It starts off gentle, but then the kiss deepens as he moves his arm in a way to hold you closer to him. He tastes like bitter tea leaves and sweet honey. The sun breaks over the horizon, pale yellow now lighting up the surroundings.

When you both pull away, you notice a pink flush burning into his cheeks as he stares over at you. A laugh escapes you, loud and chest deep. A small smile tugs at his lips as he watches you. The way the early morning sun hits his face, you want it ingrained in your brain.

You grab his shirt and pull him back into another kiss, smiling into it as you do.

“Don’t tell Hange, I still want to watch them clean.” Levi mumbles against your mouth.

This moment, right here. You wanted to stay forever, you think.

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[sourcherryandsprinkles]

‘’If you can’t handle a heart like mine, don’t waste your time with me.’’ with reader saying it to Marcus please Ik not getting requests is frustrating but I love your weit bf style

I've based this song on one of my favorite Nessa Barrett song 'Lovebombs' (another fic inspired by her music is in my wip). Please look her up!

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Marcus was your favorite person, but that also made him your favorite target. It’s not what you wanted. That deep attachment made you a very loyal partner, but it had a reverse side. An ugly side.

You didn’t remember how it started — something must’ve set you off. All you remembered was being in the middle of the fight and feeling this intense hatred toward Marcus. You lashed out on him, told him horrible things. Your words had been bullets to his chest, hitting and hurting him in all the right places.

‘’Why do you keep doing this?’’ He was trying to hold it together, knowing if he let his emotion mix with yours, it would be a molotov cocktail.

‘’It’s the way I am, Marcus!’’ you snapped at him, feeling the anger inside you turn into fire. ‘’Sorry that I’m not a perfect girlfriend like Ginny. Sorry that I’m a constant ticking time bomb and ruin dates and parties.’’

‘’Why do you keep bringing Ginny into every argument?’’

The corner of your lips curled into a crooked smile. ‘’That’s an interesting question, uh? I’m not the one that still has pictures of her in my bedroom.’’

Marcus groaned. Shit. You saw them. ‘’I forgot to take them off. They don’t mean anything.’’

‘’Do you imagine her face when we have sex?’’

‘’What?!’’ Half of him wanted to laugh at your ridiculous question, but he bit his tongue. It would only add fuel to the fire. ‘’I can’t believe you’re asking me this… I love you, not Ginny. Can you stop making things up?’’

The sad truth was, you couldn't. Jumping to conclusion, blowing things out of proportion and overreacting was something you were trying really hard to control. It was unfortunately part of your mental illness.

‘’If you can’t handle a heart like mine, don’t waste your time on me.’’

Marcus punched the bridge of his nose and sighed, trying to find something to say that you won’t turn around on him. ‘’I’m not saying— I just want to understand you.’’

‘’I can’t understand myself so, good luck with that.’’ A manic laugh spilled from your mouth.

A few days had passed and an intense guilt filled your body. The war was finally over. A part of you was relieved, but the other was realizing the damages you had caused. All the pain you had caused to the person you loved the most.

With your head hung low, you knocked on Marcus’ door and waved the white flag. He accepted your apologies and wrapped you in his arms, glad the storm was finally over.

‘’I know I’m hard to love sometimes and that I make you the villain of my story. I’m sorry. I really am, Marcus. You don’t deserve all the pain I put you through. It’s not fair to pull you into my chaos.’’ Your eyes were glassy, thinking back at all the horrible things you had said to him the other night. 

He pulled back and tipped your face gently. ‘’When you love someone, you love them regardless of the whole baggage they come with.’’

You looked down. ‘’You say that now, but you’ll change your mind.’’

Marcus shook his head. ‘’Not a chance. I can handle the mean things. I’ve got thick skin.’’ He gave you a soft smile, but you didn’t reciprocate it. 

 ‘’What I said about Ginny—’’

‘’Is all forgiven and forgotten,’’ he finished, shushing you. ‘’I haven't been the most faithful person before, but I love you and that's what makes all the difference to me. I don't care that you're not perfect because I'm not either. I do impulsive things, smoke too much weed and some days I can't bring myself to leave my bed or shower. We're imperfect and it's okay. Perfect people are boring anyway.’’

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[eashmo]

7 minutes in hell, or is it heaven? Part 2

-Call Me Babydoll-

Warnings: eventual smut, fluff, and lots of angst. Billy is a soft bean to y/n.

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The door opens quickly. Seeing Tommy coming into view, I rip my arm out of Billy's grip and run out of the room.

"What the fuck is her problem? Stupid fat bitch is such a goody two sho.." Tommy got cut off by Billy punching him square in the jaw. Not holding back a few punches.

"DON'T EVER TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT!" He yells as he races out of the bedroom for you.

Nancy, where are you? I thought, almost taking me 10 minutes to find her and successfully avoiding Billy, finding her with a very drunk steve.

"Y/n, I have to take Steve back home. Will you be ok by yourself?" She says as she slings Steve's arm around her neck, struggling to get him off the couch.

"Wait, sweetie, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Noticing your red rimmed eyes and mascara that ran down your face.

Shaking my head, "I'm just being an emotional drunk, that's all, because they didn't have pop in the fridge." I pouted. She didn't need to know about the drama with Billy.

Nancy smiles a little at your childish confession. "Are you sure, sweetie?, if you need anything, don't hesitate to call Steve's house... ok?"

I laugh a little and salute "yes mom, I'll be ok to walk home, i need the fresh air from all these teenage hormones." I wave a finger around the living room of drunk and horny high-schoolers.

"Oh, by the way, Nancy, good luck with Steve he looks like he's dying," saying our goodbyes quickly, I started walking home.

"Jesus H Christ, I should have asked someone for a ride. It's freezing." sighing tiredly as I pulled down my short dress that Nancy dressed me in.

Walking barefoot with heels in hand, i didn't hear the roar of a familiar car because of my exhausted state. Flying passed you, I glared at the car due to the sudden noise and wind to find that the car screeched to a halt and was reversing back to me. Scared of being kidnapped, I started to walk faster.

Window rolled down. i heard a husky voice. " Hey loser, get in."

I stop walking to find Billy peering through the other side of the window.

"Thanks, but no thanks, Hargrove." I Spat as I continue to walk away from the car. He had other ideas, continuing to drive slowly right beside me. Stopping in my tracks "the hell you want Hargrove?"

"I want your cranky ass in this damn car Y/L/N, RIGHT NOW!" He growled.

"How about no, I'm not going anywhere with you!" I snapped.

He angrily laughs and grips the steering wheel tight. I would have been lying to myself if I didn't find that attractive. But then I noticed that his knuckles were bruised. They weren't like that when I left him in the bedroom. Right?

"Get. In. The. Car" is all he said.

"Ugh, fine, whatever you say, dad," I say, dripping with sarcasm. I was only giving up because I was exhausted from tonight's events. Opening the door and silently got in.

"Good girl," he said smugly, rolling my eyes. I decide to take a little nap to the soft sound of a Duran Duran song playing in the background. Refusing to talk to him.

*Billy's pov*

Halfway through the drive, I notice how her breath slowed and how her body leaned towards mine. "What am I going to do with you, babydoll?" Softly smiling, I stretched out my right arm to scoot her body next to mine. I relax into her when I felt her cuddling into my side, seeking more warmth.

Her head slid down to my lap as I continue to drive through dark backroads of Indiana. I took my right hand to grip the steering wheel as I used my left hand to thread my fingers in her soft h/c. Looking down at her, I wondered how it was possible to fall in love with her even more when she started to lean into his hand as she slept. she had him wrapped around her fingers, but he's not gonna to admit that to her.

Can I really be seen with a person like her? It is actually more like the other way around. I was a nobody, a person that doesn't respect anyone, a player, an asshole. Y/n was someone. She respects people who are good and bad to her, she's innocent, and she's an angel.

I was shocked that she became feisty towards me tonight. She was always painfully quiet and timid. That's why i always bullied her to get her to at least yell at me once, but she never did.

Ever since I came into history class late on my first day because of Max, I was assigned the seat right next to hers. I didn't believe in love at first sight, but I fell head over heels for her e/c eyes. That day, I viewed things differently when it came to her.

Never thought in a million years that she would even be my type, having H/L H/C, thick nerdy glasses, a bit of chub around the waist, and thick thighs. She was a goddess in his eyes. I just wish she wouldn't call me just Hargrove, I want my first name to fall from those pretty lips.

*Y/n pov*

A bump slowly woke me up. As I did, I saw Billy staring at the road. I thought I was dreaming again, reaching out to touch his face, I missed the fact that he went stiff underneath me. He slowly looked down at me.

"Why are you so beautiful, You were carved from the Gods themselves, " I lazily ask.

"I don't know, babydoll, you tell me." He says with a small smile as he continued to drive.

Humming to myself, I try to think of the answer. I start to realize this was not a usual dream. Shooting up, I almost head butt his face if he didn't dodge so quickly.

Scaring him, he halted the car into an abrupt stop, causing whatever was in the back seat to go flying to the floor.

"Jesus christ, babydoll, what the hell is wrong with you?" He says quickly.

I stare at him wide eyed, he never calls anyone babydoll. "What did you just call me?"

"Nothing, now get the fuck out." He snapped.

What the hell is his problem, I thought, seeing that we were barely parked in my driveway. I quickly got out. "Thank you for the ride, Hargrove. I'll see you at school, I guess." I say as I run to my front door at full speed. Slamming the door closed, almost waking up the parents.

*Billy pov*

I didn't mean to snap at her, but I freaked out from the sudden jump scare and almost having to explain the pet name I gave her. Naturally, I lashed.

Luckily I live on the same road as her as I drive to my house I take deep breaths to prepare myself to enter the pit of hell I call home.

As I got through the door, I immediately felt the sting of a fist connecting to my jaw.

"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN FAGGOT? SCREWING AROUND WITH ALL YOUR WHORES ALL NIGHT?" an angry voice shouted through the quiet house. The voice that came from the person he most dreaded, his father Neil. The devil himself.

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[jmdbjk]

Bangtan Weekly Report: Festa Week

I am Army for about 3 years but loved them all 10 years...

saw someone say something similar the other day and its so true.

Millions of dollars spent on this almost month-long Festa and all for free to us. The 30 minutes of fireworks alone were estimated at $5 million USD. Now do you understand why those big sponsors were so important?

It is estimated that 400,000 attended the one day event that included Namjoon's presentation and the fireworks finale with about 120,000 being foreigners and 2000 being security manning the event. Perspective: Lollapalooza has an attendance of up to 100,000 per day. This 10th Anniversary Festa was ONE DAY.

400,000 ... almost half a million people on one day ... let that sink in.

View of the fireworks from around the other side of the river:

Drone view:

Fireworks began with Mikrokosmos, one of my favorites and right away I'm having trouble holding back the tears. Ever since YTC Busan, Butterfly has become one of those songs that makes me overly emotional but I found myself getting emotional even when hearing Fire, Dynamite and Take Two playing with the fireworks coordinated to the beat.

Watch 8-hour coverage of the day from JBTC News (gives a good idea of the number of people attending during the day-long event.)

Watch the entire fireworks show on Weverse. It begins with a message from Yoongi.

A translation of Jungkook's narration during the fireworks.

During Namjoon's event, the members called in. 32 minutes in Jungkook calls in from Los Angeles and apparently, Joon didn't realize it was JK EVEN AFTER HE SANG A FEW LINES OF TAKE TWO... JOON????? About 39 minutes in, Tae calls in and about 58 minutes into it, we hear Jimin conducting an Army quiz. I hope they add English subtitles soon.

More on Take Two:

I was asked what I thought "Take Two" meant in the context of the song lyrics...

...We been walkin' so many ways I feel like my heart will explode Can't you see the take two? Stories unfolding just for you youth with you hold my hand now ... When I got you by my side along the road we walked together Oh, we young forever ... Since we're together, I'm not afraid to wish for eternity ... I hold you in my arms Can't you see the take two? Letters I didn't send to you .... Oh, we young forever It was possible because I was with you

If I had to sum it up in one idea I would say they trust us to hold their youth within us. To remember their ten years so far. We are entrusted to keep that with us.

Because they are leaping off one by one into the thing that will supposedly change them in ways they don't even know yet. And they want these last ten years of their lives to be safe in us because this was a very special time of their lives.

I mean, who in this world can say they spent the youth of their teens and 20s as BTS, the group that never stopped running forward for almost ten years and rose to be a global phenomenon?

Only seven people in the world can say it: Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook.

Who else is going to remember their youth for them? Us, they only have us: Army.

A K-media article wrote about Take Two and specifically about Jimin's vocals, and besides describing Jimin as being the pillar of BTS songs, he went on saying this:

"In addition, Jimin showed a wide range of vocals, from soft mid-bass to high-pitched parts, and maximized the charm of the song with a unique and angelic voice praised by numerous vocal experts, giving a gift of ecstasy like an aurora."

Aurora... that is a PERFECT description of the sounds that come out of Jimin's throat when he sings.

I have maintained since the first time I listened to the song that Jimin's presence is heard throughout the song. Here is the Jimin focus cam.

About Song leaks:

There have been a lot of so-called "leaks" being passed around of Jungkook's songs. These could just be clips of discarded songs, discarded guides for group songs or even AI... who knows. Songs get written and progress gets made on them and then they end up not using them at all.

If the leaks are legit songs about to be on an album, I'm not sure how someone can continue to leak them and get away with it. I think the same has happened to songs that are supposed to be Tae's work. Leaks like this make an artist's work vulnerable to plagiarism and copyright theft.

Speaking of discarded songs... I've seen a lot of people talking about the number of songs that get included on albums and also why old songs get released years after they are written and produced.

I'm not a music industry expert but its a well-known thing that an artist is typically continually writing and recording music. Out of all the songs they produce, an artist will choose the ones that fit the theme/tone/vibe of an album/collection to release together. Many songs never make it. But that doesn't mean they aren't good songs, they just aren't what the artist wants at that moment in time.

So much music and lyrics are timeless so it doesn't matter when a song is written, if it resonates, it is relevant. I would bet Jimin had several songs he could have put on Face but they just weren't exactly what he wanted to say, or the vibe wasn't what he was aiming for now. He might save them for later.

And people saying Take Two was written a few years ago but is only now being released means it is one of those songs that still resonates with where BTS is today.

This is my opinion: I also want to say something about the argument that Jimin was denied all the MV's he wanted for Face... we know he's working on new music... we know they have a tight timeframe because of enlistment. It takes time and money to produce music videos, especially to the high caliber that BTS music videos are produced.

I think Jimin knew he was going to do more music before the end of this year. He knew logistically there was no time to produce the kind of MV's that are expected for other Face songs.

"But Yoongi got an MV for every song..." Yoongi's album D-Day and its subsequent concert tour are huge undertakings, comes 3 years after D-2 and this will be it for him. He will have to enlist. He does not have time to produce another album and do promotions for it before enlistment. He blew his wad on D-Day.

We will get more from Jimin before the end of the year and before he chooses to enlist.

I digressed... back to Festa...

About the book:

"After taking their first step into the world on June 13, 2013, BTS will celebrate the 10th anniversary of their debut in June 2023. They have risen to the peak as an iconic global artist and during this meaningful time, they look back on their footsteps in the first official book. In doing so, BTS nurtures the power to build brighter days and they choose to take another step on a road that no one has gone before. BTS shares personal, behind-the-scenes stories of their journey so far through interviews and more than three years of in-depth coverage by Myeongseok Kang, who has written about K-pop and other Korean pop culture in various media. Presented chronologically in seven chapters from before the debut of BTS to the present, their vivid voices and opinions harmonize to tell a sincere, lively, and deep story. In individual interviews that have been conducted without a camera or makeup, they illuminate their musical journey from multiple angles and discuss its significance. In addition, portrait photos that show BTS as individuals and artists open the book, and throughout there are concept photos, tracklists of all previous albums, and over 330 QR codes. As digital artists, BTS has been communicating with the world through the internet and this book allows readers to immediately access trailers, music videos, and more online to have a rich understanding of all the key moments in BTS history. Complete with a timeline of all major milestones, BEYOND THE STORY is a remarkable archive―truly everything about BTS in one volume."

The HYBE mural:

This artist did a fantastic job on this hand painted mural. He used cans of spray-paint. Amazing.

(video credit)

It's been a very emotional few weeks with so much content given to us.

From BangBangCon and 5th Muster to Take Two to Jimin's performance of Letter, the dance practice videos, Suchwita with Jin, seeing all of Seoul lit up in purple, all the photos, all of the positive media coverage in Korea, Tae's jazz performance, it's been a whirlwind of gifts for us. I've never experienced anything like it before.

And thinking about this year's Festa, with all the members coming and going and scattered across the globe, doing their own thing, Joon's comment that next year, Jin-hyung will have to fill the space implies everyone else will be enlisted before next June. I am really looking forward to having Jin back with us.

Anyway... APOBANGPO!

#i hope take two replaces yet to come #bts festa 2023 #i saw a pair of custom nike shoes with apobangpo on them #i might need to look into customized nike shoes #bangtan weekly report

[slutttttttttttttttt69]

Why, In my opinion, "Spiracle" is the ideal song for Sebaciel.

In case you are unfamiliar with the song I am referring to, it is titled "Spiracle" and performed by Flowerface.

I've got way too much time on my hands and I'm seriously lacking sleep, so I thought I'd write this thread.

But before we dive in, let me recommend Flowerface.

Besides having this amazing song, they've quickly become one of my favorite artists and have much more to offer than this.

So, without any more delay, let's get started!

WARNING!

I'm just a teenager looking to have a good time, so please don't take any of this too seriously.

So, I came across this song while scrolling through Sebaciel playlists, and boom, there it was.

Since the very first time I laid my ears on it, I couldn't get enough of that tune. It's got this spooky, eerie, yet strangely comforting vibe that fits perfectly with Sebaciel aesthetic.

Little did I know, it was just the tip of the iceberg.

Personally, I'm drawn to music primarily because of its lyrics. So, it was only natural for me to do some digging on them. Let me tell you, I was far from disappointed...

The first verse goes:

I want the parts of you you only show

To the corner of your bathroom mirror

I want the parts of your hand-grenade heart

That beat slowly with anger and fear

Yall can already guess where Im going with this.

This is how Sebastian sees Ciel from his point of view,how he is expressing a desire for intimacy and emotional connection with him.He is asking to see the hidden, vulnerable parts of Ciels emotions and thoughts. The lines about the mirror and heart represent a desire to create a safe space for him, to let his defenses down and open themself up.Personally, I have observed Sebastian's deeper affection towards Ciel compared to Ciel's feelings towards Sebastian.Ironic.

I want the parts of you you only show

To the birds outside your bedroom window

I want the teeth that you lost as a child

That you hide in a box under your pillow

These lyrics express a similar desire for closeness and intimacy, but with a focus on the Ciels younger self. There may be a reference to the idea of lost innocence, and a wish to go back in time to find those parts of the Ciels childhood that he feels he no longer has. The notion of a box which is hidden under a pillow may represent Ciel's feeling of embarrassment over his experiences, or perhaps his lack of acceptance of the past.

YALL SEE THE VISION RIGHT?

I want your quiet, your screaming and thrashing

The salt on your lips and the hands that God gave you

And I want your violence, your silent sedation

Your moon eyes, your telescope, morbid fixation

NOW THIS IS WHERE IT GETS REAL.

Sebastian is looking for the extremes and complexities of Ciel, wanting access to his intense passions, aggression, and pain. The reference to salt on lips suggest Sebastians hunger and desire for physical intimacy, while the mention of morbid fixation suggests an interest in the dark, twisted, and perhaps taboo aspects of the other Ciels psyche.Not to mention the violence part.

Do I really have to explain further? This verse delves into Sebastian's willingness to assist Ciel in seeking revenge, his patience with Ciel's outbursts, his understanding of Ciel's complexities, and his unwavering love for him despite it all.

And I want your pyro, your born-again virgin

Your hands on my insides, your fingertips crawling

And I want your Jesus, your suicide mission

Your lips on the microphone, soft disposition

The lyrics reveal a longing for intense physical closeness and sexual discovery.Sebastian who is eager to delve into Ciel's raw desires and untamed passion, craving deep and intimate connection. The phrase "born-again virgin" hints at a willingness to embrace his primal urges, showing a sense of surrender. And let's not forget the religious undertones - "I want your Jesus" says it all. Ciel's quest for revenge is his suicide mission.

UGH.

And I want your parties, the shark in your water

The scrapes on your knees and the blood that spills over

And I want your zeroes, your polluted marrow

The sweat on your palms and your surveillance shadow

The shark in the water speaks of a danger or threat, while the scrapes on knees and flowing blood speak of pain and violence. The notion of zeros could represent Ciel's emptiness and absence, while the polluted marrow suggests his idea of a loss of purity and sickness. The line about the sweat on the palms and surveillance shadow ties in with Ciel's paranoia and anxiety. All of these themes show Sebastian's desire to experience the full range of emotions and physical sensations, including those that may be difficult or uncomfortable. I LOVE THEM.

I want your secrets, your clementine fields

The ropes that you climb up, the parts that won't heal

I want your safe word, your passive resistance

The sickness you foster, your favorite addictions

Dude. "I want your safe word" HELLO?

"THE PARTS THAT WONT HEAL" !!!!!

ALSO the mention of the clementine fields can refer to Ciel's of innocence and childhood naivety. The lines about ropes represent Sebastian's desire to explore and heal the Ciel's past wounds.

And I want your nightmares, the ghost in your doorway

Your paralyzed sleep and your *scream*

I want you, butterfly, I want you, sailor

I am your lover and I am your jailor

These are pretty self explenatory,thats why they are my favorite.

Just too much paralles.

This is what I see when they say "I want your nightmares,the ghost in your doorway"

Sebastian's perception of Ciel as a butterfly holds significant meaning, symbolizing hope, transformation, and rebirth. Through his affection for Ciel, Sebastian finds hope and undergoes a profound change, shedding his cold demeanor. The butterflies also embody notions of freedom, earthly beauty, love, and the human soul. Similarly, Ciel can be likened to a "sailor" due to his curiosity, yearning for the unknown, and hidden passion. Sebastian, as both Ciel's lover and literal jailor, perfectly aligns with their contractual bond. Bound to Ciel until the end of his life, Sebastian consumes his soul, sealing Ciel to him until the end of Sebastian's own existence.

Alrighty then! That's the complete song for you. Maybe I'll consider doing "Cornflower blue" next. I really hope you all enjoyed this. And hey, I'd be thrilled if you could drop some comments and share your perspective on this. It would mean the world to me!

#black butler #black butler season 4 #kuroshitsuji #sebaciel #sebastian x ciel #proship #antis dni #anti anti #proship friendly #proshippers are valid #proshippers please interact #proshipper safe #book of circus #book of atlantic #book of murder #public school arc #Spotify

[poulpemou]

Happy Valentine's Day! It's the perfect day to proselytise aroace Kiran from Fire Emblem Heroes!

As the "protagonist" of a gacha game, AKA a soft harem game, it only makes sense for the self-insert character to be aroace! Got folks of all genders throwing themselves at you for no understandable reason? Got people taking your lack of interest as a personal challenge? Why, that sounds like the perfect setting for a character to realise and/or profess their aroace-ness!

Here are some satisfied testimonies from our existing representatives!

"Wow I had no idea Fjorm felt this way? Why? Since when? I thought she and Laegjarn were dating?"

"Uhhhhh Gunnthrá said what?????????"

"Do people know I have a job and responsibilities? I have a lot going on, I don't have time for this kind of stuff, do people realize we're at war like 24/7 and I'm literally the only person keeping this place from falling apart and—"

"How come it's always the girls confessing their love to me but not the guys? I mean I'm not into dudes but that doesn't mean I can't be. Actually, who says I'm not? Oriented aroaces exist and—"

"Hey Alfonse. Bro. Are we or aren't we partners. Are we or aren't we the perfect unit if we could be combined into one. Have you ever heard of Steven Universe by the way? Or of this thing called QPR?"

"How come Plumeria is always shit-talking me about lewdness when I literally didn't do anything? Like ok yeah I poked her, but I literally poke everyone? Also what's up with my dreams? Has she heard of this thing called intrusive sexuality that literally doesn't mean anything—"

"Hey, so, I don't know how to say this, Seiðr, but I don't want a baby and I also don't want to be a deadbeat parent, and also Gullveig and Kvasir keep saying things about feelings but I have no idea where that's coming from. Don't even get me started on Heiðr."

"Why are girls weird around me? Am I actually just a cat and never noticed? Is that why they keep petting me and cooing at me? I was just a cat this whole time and no one had the heart to tell me I'm not human?"

"You love me? Aw, thanks, I love you too! I love all of my friends!"

"What is love? Baby don't hurt me. Oh wait this song doesn't exist in Askr..."

"What do you mean they think I'm flirting!!!!!!!! What the heck is a flirting!!!!!! I'm literally just being a good friend what!!!!!!!!"

"I love Day of Devotion! It's a day where you're devoted to your loved ones! Yeah of course all my friends are my loved ones, what do you mean?"

"So when two people like each other very much, they perform this ceremony called ally-supporting, and for some reason people blush when they reach A-tier. I think it's because it's a very important milestone that happens to take place in what looks like a church, and they're afraid to look like they don't belong in a church. Something about Askran churches must seem very intimidating."

"Oh wow you have feelings for me for real? I thought people were just saying that for the bit."

"Oh wow you have feelings for me for real? Can you describe what what's like? I've never understood it and people take it really badly when I ask."

"So back in my world, we have this event called Asexuality Awareness Week taking place during the Harvest Festival, and this other event called Aromantic Spectrum Awareness Week that takes place a week after the Day of Devotion."

"Hey does garlic bread exist here? Anyone got any cake?"

"I don't know any of these people. They keep wanting to talk to me and be friends. Well ok. I don't get it but I guess it's my job to ensure troupe morale. I thought that would be Sharena's job but I haven't seen her in forever. Sacrifices for the cause, I guess."

"What do you mean they think I'm flirting!!!!!!!! What the heck is a flirting!!!!!! I'm literally just being polite what!!!!!!!!"

Join today and headcanon your summoner as aroace! Add a layer of complexity to a silent character and off-the-rails writing! You may be entitled to emotional compensation!

#tofurambles #feh #fe kiran #acespec #arospec #so kiran canonically forms a strong bond and attachment to alfonse specifically so idk they qualify as aplatonic/loveless #(i am neither aplatonic nor loveless so i don't want to step on any toes) #buuuuut it would be hilarious if they ARE apl/loveless and alfonse is just like #their most competent and/or tolerable coworker #and that that is why they're so stuck on him #''i can't win this war without you. you are the only person here who actually does his job.''

[dionysianfreak]

hello dear! i currently am devoted to Lady Aphrodite and am interested in learning more about Dionysus. i love your blog, and I see you work with both- whats your experience with both of them? individually as well as together. do you have tips on working with them? sending love your way! thanks <3

why hello lovely ! thank you for asking, I love talking about Aphrodite and Dionysos. They have truly been my rocks for several years and I really wouldn't be who I am today had I not had Them.

Aphrodite and I have a very fluid relationship. She is my favorite neighbor, the elderly woman who loves to sing me songs, the gentle mother i longed for, my lover, my soother, my tear-soaked shoulder, my laughter, and everything in between. She was the majority of my emotional support through extremely hard times and She carries Herself with a softness I've always trusted.

theologically, i attribute Aphrodite to all earthly creation and the love that persists in the universe. while i view Deities like Gaia as personifications of earthling life, I see Aphrodite as the force that compels life. i heavily associate Her with the physical/material world, especially the physical connections we can form with the world and beings around us. this is why i worship Her as Aphrodite and Aphroditos, because I view the body as the thing that connects humanity to every other physical thing. She was born from the mixing of the sea, earthly blood, and divinity representing the harmony of creation. I also see Her in the unique things we can only do because of our physical body. this includes feeling complex emotion, sensuality, sexuality, gender identity, self expression, and more. Aphrodite taught me to love and express myself wholeheartedly, and extend that love to every other living thing.

Dionysos, on the other hand, is the blessing of consciousness. Dionysos is the reason we can appreciate and love the things the other Theoi gift and cultivate. He was the one who kisses our eyes and liberates us from automation. I speak about my views of Him in this post here which explain it well i think. Dionysos came to me when i was young, reckless, and naive. contrary to many of the others i found who worship Him, He brought a serious and structured breath to my lungs. if He had been anywhere close to the rambunctious and indulgent God many people know Him as, i would have flown off the tracks and destroyed my life. He came to me as a God of moderation, balance, and self-realization. I don't often see His carefree or festivity-oriented aspects.

Their roles in my life have drifted apart as time has gone on. when I was younger there was a lot more collaboration and syncretism of Dionysus and Aphrodite in my worship. these days, things are quite separate on the surface. They seem to have a very close relationship in my life in a way I find hard to put into words. Aphrodite definitely brings an airy, relaxed perspective while Dionysos is able to navigate any chaos that arises with grace. They keep the balance between logic and emotion in check, though there is no clean divide between who is which. i wish I could describe it better for you, but English is so limiting. I'll put it this way: I have never seen Their roles in my life as separate nor conjoined, but it feels wrong to worship Them in different shrines. I don't speak about my devotion without speaking both of Their names and I credit Them equally for the man I am right now.

the tips I have for you are scarce. Aphrodite and Dionysos both handle domains that are extremely unique to each individual, so it is hard to give advice when all i know is my own inner world. I would say that the best way to approach both of Their influences is without expectation or method. letting the lessons be fluid and appear as they are meant to has been most effective. my worship with Them has also been very non-linear so i wouldn't be concerned if one of Them drops off for a little, or if the dynamics shift frequently. Aphrodite and Dio flow together in a very unique way, which can be difficult to get used to in the beginning. but again, this is just my experience. i hope it helps a little ! and good luck <3

#dionysos #dionysus #aphrodite #personal #upg #helpol #asks #anon #greek gods #theoi #hellenic polytheism #polytheism #paganism #syncretism

[not-so-mundane-after-all]

WIP Game

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigued them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I was tagged by @ambeauty thank you love 🥰💕

So as of right now I don't have anything written to post a sneak peek but here's a little list of ideas that will come in the future

Next chapter of I am flesh, bones... I am skin, soul... will include some soft and emotional mother-daughter time, as Kory will be helping Rachel with brushing her hair, amongst other things

Titans 4x10 AU written from Dick's pov where instead of fighting some ugly monster to complete the ritual, he has to fight Rachel's demonic reflection (this thing will be huge, I just know it, and it's scaring me a little lol)

Something I've had in my notes for ages by now, with a working title "Dick and his girls" - a short-ish collection of moments showing Dick taking care of all his girls: Kory, Rachel, Mar'i and Donna. The element connecting all four? Him carrying them to bed. Sweet and soft and fun.

There's a Dickkory spicy fic out there somewhere too, has literally two lines of dialogue that came to me while writing the last one and then the fire stopped burning. Basically, they came back from a date so turned on they don't make it out of the underground garage, but thankfully the RV is parked nearby. Chaos unravels. So if that fire would like to start burning again, I'd be very grateful, thank you.

Speaking of Dickkory, I had this vision of them dancing in the rain? Y'know like in Taylor Swift's song "I don't know why but with you I'd dance in the storm in my best dress, fearless" the idea literally came from this song. But I'm not a romance girlie so this is scaring me a bit. Smut is easy somehow, compared to writing about their feelings, lol 😂 It really has to hit me emotionally to be able to write this

Something fresh from last night, a little something something from Donna's pov during season 1, a little AU where Dick shows up with Rachel at her door and she has to deal with it. I haven't written Dick and Donna in so long, I want to come back to them.

For other fandoms, I have some notes for a Prospect/The Last of Us crossover that I really want to write but I don't have the plot yet, and I really want to write something for America and Stephen (Doctor Strange MoM) but I don't have any ideas at the moment (so if anyone wants to drop some prompts, my inbox is open *wink wink*)

So, that's the inside look at my vault 😁 tagging @undertheknightwing @skoulsons @orangechickenpillow @blooming-gwens @ellies-little-gun @sotvtaughtmehowtofeel

#wip game #tag game #dc titans #dick grayson #rachel roth #kory anders #donna troy #dickkory

[pb-dot]

10 Wip Song Tag

@dyrewrites tagged me in this game and I, after a couple of weeks, am now ready to fill that tag.

The rules:

Rules: Use your WIP playlist and put it on shuffle. Write the first 10 songs that come up and quote your favorite lyrics from each song and/or the lyrics that fit your WIP best (they might be the same lyrics), then tag 10 people.

Now, my WIP playlists need work and I haven't even gotten around to making one for His Impossible Brushstrokes at all. My "Jake and 13" playlist from The Clockwork Boy will have to do.

I also tag the following 10: @harleyacoincidence @marlenadutch @btranscrolls @fire-but-ashes-too @apolline-lucy @wordsmadeofmoonlight @meerawrites @sparrowrising @innocenthedgehog @silverslipstream

Tyson Yen - The Only Thing I Know For Real

I don't know the season or what is the reason I'm standing here holding my blade

This uncertainty is kind of how 13 feels at the start of his story. Unmoored from his memories and anything resembling a social order, 13 finds himself asking why he is made to do violence.

Orville Peck - Dead Of Night

Six summers down, another dreamless night You're not by my side Scratch on the moon, like a familiar smile Stained on my mind

Similarly to the above, this is Jake at the start of TCB. He's lonely, he's sad, he's queer, what more can I say?

I Monster - Daydream in Blue

I dream of you amid the flowers For a couple of hours such a beautiful day

This is one is mostly here for the contrast between the soft vocals in the verse and the noisy vocoded vocals of the refrain and bridge as a parallel between 13 and Jake honestly.

Orville Peck - The Curse Of The Blackened Eye

Always said, "I should work on my escape" Have a heart too long, it's bound to break Acting out the opus of your last eternal ache Boy, just sing the song for heaven's sake

Jake being sad and queer Quelle Suprise! This one speaks more to how Jake keeps avoiding emotional attachments in fear of losing the people he loves - again.

Jason Charles Miller - Rules Of Nature

For all that I've (no choice) Gotta follow the laws of the wild (alive) With their lives on the line (no choice) Out here only the strong survive

Man, there's a lot of Orville Peck and the Revengance soundtrack on this list huh? Anyway, this is kind of the antithesis of what 13 wants to be, and it's this fear of just being a tool for violence in a self-justifying "that's just how it is"/rules of the jungle sense.

Bill Evans et. al - Someday My Prince Will Come

No lyrics on this one, it's an instrumental. It's a pretty version of a jazz standard that, when it has lyrics, is all about yearning through loneliness, which is very Jake, and not entirely dissimilar to 13 for that manner.

The Algorithm - floating point - Vaporwave Remix

No lyrics in this one either, strictly vibes mode. This is kind of 13's theme, with the mechanical brutality of the original toned down by a downshift in tempo, lending it a slightly dreamy and inspirational vibe to it.

Orville Peck - C'mon Baby, Cry

I can tell you're a sad boy just like me Baby, don't deny what your poor heart needs

There's Jake and 13 in a nutshell for me. They're both deeply wounded men in their own ways, and the most important way they grow closer is by opening up about their struggles and allow each other to be vulnerable.

Graeme Cornies - I'm My Own Master Now

Born into a pack There's no choice, but take orders to attack Locked up in chains I get fed, but the hunger still remains

Another song about 13's pre-escape life. He's treated somewhat better than a hound, but not a lot.

Foo Fighters - Everlong

If everything could ever feel this real forever If anything could ever be this good again The only thing I'll ever ask of you You gotta promise not to stop when I say when

This is kind of how I view Jake's mindset in the early days of their relationship. He can hardly believe it, and he is very dependant on 13 not letting Jake turn him away, on account of his neurosises.

#writing #hearts in clockwork #the clockwork boy #tag game #wip OST

[sindar-princeling]

I am on the edge of my seat for every entry thus far, even if I’m a day behind again. I knew the plots and I still yelled about Aragorn showing up at the last minute and how soft his heart is as soon as the battle is done. I think that may be one of my favorite scenes but it’s not an easy choice. Since it’d be mean to ask for just one lol what’s your favorite top 3 scenes in the series?

this is so nice to hear!! I'm really so happy you're enjoying the newsletter that much 💕💕

Okay, as for your question, I read it almost as soon as you sent it and have been trying to come up with an answer ever since akjhfkhkjf it's so hard to choose a small amount of favourite scenes from LOTR

In no particular order:

One of the favourites has to be Gimli asking for a strand of Galadriel's hair. The meaning this scene carries is huge! I love both Gimli and Galadriel in this scene, his tentativeness and love, and her generosity and willingness to help bridge this gigantic gap which exists between elves and dwarves. Also Lorien is where Legolas and Gimli start becoming close friends, and that's another reason why I love this period.

Reuniting with Bilbo in Many Partings makes me fucking SOB. This whole chapter in general makes me insanely emotional and I can't read it without tearing up multiple times, but something about Frodo getting to meet Bilbo again after the quest is done, and seeing Bilbo ageing so quickly without the Ring is just........ GOD. :'(((((((((((((((((((

Not a scene per se, but Legolas taking Gimli to Valinor has been living in my mind rent free even since I read LOTR for the first time.

Honestly I can't even say these are my top three because there are just too many scenes in LOTR that I absolutely love! There's Grey Havens, There's all of Pelennor Fields, there's Treebeard singing the Ents' song to try to remember if he knows what type of creature Merry and Pippin are, there's the Three Hunters following Merry and Pippin, there's the Breaking of the Fellowship, there's Eomer and Gimli being in love with Galadriel and Arwen, there's Eowyn and Faramir in the Houses of Healing, there's Sam seeing the fallen Harad soldier... (see, you can't ask me for three favourites because I'm gonna cheat and list 30 anyway saljhfkjdhfkjd)

So these are the three that came to my mind now, but I can't honestly say they are my top three because I genuinely don't know how to choose the very top LOTR scenes askjkdhkfjdh

Thank you for asking! 💕

#sidhewrites #no questions except on party business #gimli #galadriel #frodo #bilbo #legolas #merry #pippin #treebeard #aragorn #eomer #arwen #eowyn #faramir

[sea-dwelling-wizard]

WIP ask game!!!

thank you so so much @hansenesque for the tag <333 !!!!!!

no pressure tags: @the-laws-of-physics-were-harmed @holdmyteaplease and @tellme-o-muse + anyone else who's interested! you're free to join (if thats how tag games work aa)

rules : answer as many (or as few) of the questions about your WIP as you can.

1. what was the first part of your WIP that you created?

the main character. fun fact: atticus wasn't even called atticus! his name was supposed to be 'calyx,' and before that, it was 'leto'! this wip has been going for almost three years, and i am very dedicated to make atticus- calyx - or leto- get the story he deserves. being the very first idea that sprang into my mind, he still remains as my favorite, and the very first thing that formed the basis of beneath the waves, since his backstory and his emotions form the majority of the wip.

2. if your story was a TV show, what would the intro song be?

hole dwelling by kikuo!! this song has EVERYTHING. the music crescendo, the scream (oh my god the scream), the lyrics eerily similar to the ideas in my wip, the soft voice, everythingggg!!!!! the lyrics remind me of my worldbuilding ['the sun, the sky, the moon- so vibrant, all of them'] AND ITS 6 MINUTES LONG. SIX. MINUTES. OF PURE BLISS!!!!!!! especially with headphones omg also the fact that the lyrics can be interpreted as anything just makes it so much fun to listen to. i take it as talking about a literal void in which people are trapped. which. which is basically

3. who are your favourite character(s) and why?

atticus :D he was the first 'serious' or 'story-based' character i made, and i had further plans for him, too. all the characters i made pre-beneath the waves had no further plans for development, or they weren't unique enough, or just made solely for the YA market (young girls, skinny, magic powers). atticus, or leto, at that time, was made purely for me, and from my own ideas. leto was used as a sort of practice for my short stories. then, leto became calyx- a character, not an entity. from there, i got the idea of an abyss. everything spiraled from there lmao

4. what other pieces of media could share a fan base with your WIP?

i got the idea of 'changing the laws of the universe' and 'interacting with the divine'-- yknow, all of those otherworldly aspects from puella magi madoka magica, a magical girl anime, childish from the start, mature at the end. it had a lot of those otherworldly elements, and i find myself leaning to the concepts explored in pmmm whenever i work on Heavenly. if the pmmm fandom somehow stumbles on beneath the waves in the future i have no idea how it'll end. theres a small chance of heavenly and pmmm sharing a fan-base, if i understood the question correctly.

5. what has been your biggest struggle while writing your WIP?

figuring out how atticus develops!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! figuring out where i should end this story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! figuring out how atticus's life is gonna go from there!!!!!!!!!!!!!! figuring out how to write tbh

6. are there any animals in your story?

if you take the mariana trench and dump all of its animals into the abyss but corrupt them by taking out an eye or two for an exchange of more teeth and install fantasy elements, yeah you get the abyss's animals. there's also my own species of carnivorous fish that reside in the abyss. my customized fish species play a huge role in the story. those are spoilers (for now).

7. how do your characters get around?

they swimmmm :D with the fishieeeeees :3

8. What part of your WIP are you working on right now?

if we hypothetically take the lore, the characters, the inner workings of the plot, the events, the nitty-gritty details and backstories as the engines of the car and the plot as the outer plating and wheels, i've created a mercedes (without the wheels)

9. What aspects of your WIP do you think will draw people in?

i don't know 😭😭😭 uhh the lore-lovers will like it. i hope some theorist will pick it up one day and wonder if the author is okay

#tag games! #beneath the waves within this soul #<33 #thank you for tagging me! i had a lot of fun answering these questions #i hope this q/a was longer ;-; i could talk about my wip for dayss

[turnthemasunder-if]

Luna Revamp Alt

So Luna got the bad ending and how about the good ending?

Also I decided to change her looks as well I hope you enjoyed the story as well as her transformation Readers :)

(Luna's POV)

Luna's heart pounded like a drum, the moon above casting its silvery glow on the palace garden, where she nervously waited for MC. The night was clear, yet her mind was fogged with fear and uncertainty. She knew she had made a promise not to let her heart dictate her actions, but when it came to MC, her emotions were a force she couldn't control.

Her hands clenched tightly and then released, betraying her anxiety. The stars above seemed to twinkle in mockery as if they knew the turmoil within her. Luna had called MC to meet her here, hoping to find the courage to ask if they felt the same way, seeking closure, whatever the answer might be.

As she stood there, the gentle rustling of leaves seemed to echo the restlessness in her heart. Every little sound made her jump, anticipating MC's arrival. "Why am I so terrified?" she wondered, trying to calm herself with the reminder that she was only going to ask a question. But deep down, she knew the answer to her inquiry could change everything.

Then, as if a phantom had emerged from the shadows, she heard MC's voice call her name from behind. Startled, Luna turned around, her wide eyes meeting the playful and carefree gaze of MC. "Ohhhhh! A romantic secret meeting, how come I don't know this secret side of yours, moonpie?" they teased.

The sound of her childhood nickname on MC's lips sent shivers down Luna's spine. Memories of her mother using the endearing term flooded her mind, adding to the surreal nature of the moment. It was a symbol of her past, her innocence, and the person she once was.

Swallowing her nervousness, Luna managed a smile, though her voice trembled slightly as she replied, "I… I just thought it'd be nice to spend some time together, that's all." The moonlight danced on the edge of her gaze, revealing a hint of vulnerability masked by determination.

You feel a surge of annoyance as you hear MC chuckle lightly at your words. They always have that carefree and playful attitude, even when you are trying to be serious. “Moonpie!” they say, using your nickname with fondness. You hate that nickname, but somehow it sounds sweet when they say it. “I know you for a very long time and for a fact I know that you don’t do and I quote!” They raise their fingers in air quotes. “Spend some time together!” they mimic your statement from earlier, emphasizing each word.

You stomp your foot on the grassy ground, feeling the soft blades bend under your shoe. “Do you?” you challenge them, your annoyance turning to anger by their assumption about you. “Do you really know me as you-” You stop yourself, realizing you are about to reveal too much. You quickly change the subject to the main topic.

MC walks closer to you, their steps light and graceful. You see them exhale some air, as if they are trying to calm themselves down. They must have noticed how their words have affected you. “I apologize, clearly there is something bothering you and here I am teasing you.” They lower their head in shame, their eyes hidden by their hair. "But! You should at least have told me that you were planning this for a long time and you should have included me, I know many great romantic love songs.” They slur the last part and wiggle their eyebrows, trying to make you laugh.

You don’t laugh. You don’t even smile. You just stare at them with a cold and hard expression, hoping they will get the message. You remember how MC has tried to flirt with you countless times and how many times you have shut them down. You remember how they always give you a rose when they meet you and how you just crush that rose under your heel, not caring about the thorns or the petals. But that doesn’t stop MC from pursuing you, from trying to win your heart with their charm and humor.

Until one day, something changes.

One day, like every day, they give you a rose. But this time, instead of crushing it, you take it in your hand and feel its softness and fragrance. This time, you feel something strange in your chest, something warm and tender. This time, you start to laugh at MC’s corny jokes, finding them funny and cute. This time, you enjoy their company and feel sad when they leave.

That day, everything changes.

MC: “Moonpie, are you alright?” They ask you with concern, breaking your silence. They tilt their head slightly, trying to catch a glimpse of your eyes.

You snap out of your trance and brace yourself for what you are about to say. You need to know the truth, even if it hurts. You need to know if they really have feelings for you or if this is just a game to them.

Luna: “MC, I need to know if you truly have feelings for me or this is just a joke to you.” You ask them bluntly, cutting straight to the point. Deep down, your heart is rattling very loudly, like a caged bird that wants to fly away.

MC: “What? Moonpie, what are you talking about?” They look confused and surprised by your question. They take a step back, as if they are afraid of what might happen next.

Luna: “Don’t play dumb with me, MC. You know what I’m talking about. All those roses, all those jokes, all those compliments. What do they mean? What do I mean to you?” You press on, feeling a mix of emotions in your voice. Anger, fear, hope, love.

MC: “Moonpie…” They say softly, looking at you with a serious expression. They reach out their hand towards you, as if they want to touch your face or hold your hand. “You mean everything to me.”

You feel a jolt in your heart as you hear those words. Everything? Do they really mean it? Or is it just another lie? You look into their eyes, searching for the truth.

MC: “You are the sun that brightens my day.” They say with sincerity, moving their hand closer to yours. “You are the moon that guides my night.” They say with passion, closing the distance between you two. “You are the star that makes my dreams come true.” They say with love, leaning in for a hug.

The moon above seemed to glow brighter as MC drew nearer, their arms reaching out to embrace Luna. Her assassin instinct flared, warning her to step back, but this time, she resisted the urge to retreat. Love, after all, required faith and trust.

As MC's arms wrapped around her, Luna felt her body tense. Her hands hesitated, unsure whether to reciprocate the hug or maintain her usual guarded stance. Her mind battled with her emotions, torn between her training and the newfound vulnerability within her.

Taking a deep breath, Luna made a daring decision. She closed her eyes and allowed her heart to guide her actions. Slowly, she embraced MC back, her grip growing tighter as she surrendered to the moment. Fear gnawed at her, afraid that this tender embrace was merely an illusion, a fleeting dream that would vanish with the night.

The warmth of MC's body against hers enveloped her in bliss and joy, emotions she had long kept locked away. It was an unfamiliar sensation, and yet, she found solace in their arms. She realized that love was not a weakness, but a strength that could bind two souls together.

Her mind raced with thoughts, wondering if this was what it felt like to have someone love you with all their heart. The symbolism of their embrace was not lost on her—the moonlit garden bore witness to this intimate connection, as if the universe itself had conspired to bring them together.

Reluctantly, MC began to pull away, and Luna clung to the moment, not wanting it to end. As they spoke, their tone carried a mix of smugness and hurt, leaving Luna feeling a pang of guilt. "I hope this answers your question?" they said, attempting to sound cheerful but failing to conceal the hurt beneath.

"I haven't noticed!" Luna retorted cheekily, trying to lighten the mood with a playful joke.

MC replied with mock offense, "Moonpie, I know you can be cruel, but that's downright mean." The playful banter couldn't fully mask the hurt in their voice, and Luna realized that her rejection of their advances had affected them more deeply than she had thought.

In that moment, Luna's heart softened even further, and she gently touched MC's cheek, guiding their gaze to meet hers. "I'm sorry," she said sincerely, her voice laced with regret. "I've been so guarded, so afraid to let anyone in. But you've shown me that love is worth taking risks for."

You feel a surge of relief as you hear MC shake their head and grin. They don’t seem to be angry or hurt by your past actions, only amused and happy. “Well, you talking like that makes me forget everything, especially hearing you apologize for the first time!” They say with a playful tone.

You chuckle and look at them with sincerity. “I meant it, MC! Also, this is the first time I ever hear that someone loves me!” You say earnestly, feeling a warm glow in your chest.

“Really? The first time?” MC asks skeptically, raising an eyebrow. “How about the stuffed bear I gave to you and you sent it back to me in a box with the bear ripped to shreds and a death note accompanying!” They remind you of one of the many times they tried to convey their feelings to you and you shut them down in the most cruel and cold-hearted way.

“About that…” You begin to say, feeling a twinge of guilt. You remember how you hated that bear, how you thought it was a childish and stupid gift. You remember how you tore it apart with your knife and wrote a note saying “Leave me alone or you’ll end up like this”. You remember how you felt satisfied when you sent it back to MC, thinking they would get the message.

But they didn’t. They just laughed it off and tried again.

“Another incident is when I asked you to take a trust test and you agreed instantly and then you let me fall down to the ground and even laughed at me.” MC continues, recounting another episode of your rejection. You remember how they asked you to stand behind them and catch them when they fall back, saying it was a test of trust. You remember how you nodded and pretended to go along with it. You remember how you stepped aside at the last moment and watched them hit the floor with a thud. You remember how you laughed at their shocked and hurt expression.

You thought it was funny. You thought it was clever. You thought it would make them stop.

But it didn’t. They just got up and smiled at you, saying they still trusted you.

MC looks at you with a mock glare, but you can see the sparkle in their eyes. They are not bitter or resentful, they are just teasing you. They know that you have changed, that you have opened your heart to them. They know that you love them now.

You sigh and look at MC with regret. “I’m sorry for all that and a thousand times more, but you have to bear in mind that this is the first time for me as well to say that I love you!” You say heartfelt, hoping they will forgive you for your past mistakes.

MC smiles and leans close to kiss you on the lips. “You’re forgiven, Moonpie. And if you want, you can still continue to hurt me. I mean, I find it very humorous and also, I can use the endurance training that I can get from you.” MC dares you, knowing how much you enjoy a challenge.

“Very well!” You say, accompanied by your death glare. “Although you will be crawling on your knees and begging for my mercy to stop.” You warn them, not afraid to show your dominant side.

MC guffaws and wraps their arms around you. “Crawling to your lab and begging for you to massage my bruised and battered body!” MC replies, not intimidated by your threat. They turn your words into an innuendo and a romantic opportunity.

You roll your eyes and shake your head. “You’re impossible, MC. You know that, right?” You say, but you can’t help but smile at their antics.

MC kisses your nose and looks at you with adoration. “You’re incredible, Luna. You know that, right?” They say, making your heart melt.

As MC pulled Luna closer, swaying to the gentle hum of a tune, she felt an overwhelming surge of love and happiness. In this moment, she knew that MC was the best thing that had ever happened to her.

"Dancing, how romantic of you!" Luna quipped, trying to maintain her snarky demeanor despite the affectionate moment.

MC chuckled softly, their eyes locked with hers. "Romantic, yes, but I'm more than that," they whispered, their warm breath caressing her lips. Their closeness sent shivers down Luna's spine, her heart quickening in response.

Luna could feel the anticipation building as MC leaned in, their lips so tantalizingly close to hers. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in this moment of intimacy.

However, before the kiss could materialize, MC playfully pulled back, denying Luna what she had yearned for. Luna couldn't help but laugh, a mixture of frustration and amusement bubbling within her.

"You will regret that!" Luna threatened, her voice laced with mock seriousness.

"Sure, I will!" MC replied with a mischievous grin, swatting away her playful threat like a fly.

Luna found herself feeling both frustrated and charmed by MC's coy behavior. But before she could delve further into their playful banter, MC offered a new proposition, one that piqued her interest.

"Although I think I can dissuade you from your plan," MC said persuasively.

"And that will be?" Luna goaded, curious to see what they had in mind.

"How about I show you instead?" MC says and pulling Luna to a deep passionate kiss and this time there's no holding back only desire and longing that continue to grow even more.

Well how that story end is up to you reader, but let’s just say hands started roaming around on cracks and crevices, not to mention under the night clothes started to fly in the sky ;)

#Luna #Royal Asset #Happy Ending