#i can't say it with as much confidence :') and dream lovers out there i am not bashing your choice or even your headcanons

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

Opinions on Dream? :^

SO many feelings about him omgg rant under cut please forgive me

okay so i don't really talk or draw him much cause honestly,,,most of the times i just think he's a bit....boring? or more accurately plain? not in a mean way either but just in a 'fades into the background' type of way like don't get me wrong!! he's a really nice friend to his peers, his feelings about his powers and aura making his relationships harder to navigate and trust along with his whole conflict with nightmare and morality about what's good and bad IS very cool!! and i love it whenever they write him to be complex and not on this black and white mentality or when he's just straight up following along his friends with no free will or with a dubious purpose without ever addressing his issues or feelings! it's just unsatisfying to me :')

or when they're making him the 'naive' and oblivious, (sometimes childish?) character being marked as the obstacle and villain along with the other star sanses from the fic's pov, always talking about doing good things while fighting his brother and not hearing him out about the balance, (and for weak reasons most of the time. like it's been so long and you STILL haven't sat down with him when he's, generally, basically begged you to just have a talk? guys please :'( ) or when they go for the victim sad dream always missing the old nightmare, where corrupted nightmare is the incarnation of evil, with no sympathy or emotion except anger and sadistic glee, killing and hurting everyone and dream's just trying to protect the multiverse and dream's always been in the right. such extremes!!!

LIKE!! i hope i'm not the only one that thinks a 500+ year old should have had enough time to idk. learn things? about people and manipulation and deceit? after knowing what the villagers did to night? about the bad things in the world and how there's a lot of grey areas in life and that he maybe reflected on his past enough to process and ask himself if there should to be a convo to settle his differences with nightmare (and you can make nightmare the stubborn one too! or have them BOTH be petty and imperfect and have some things wrong and some right at the same time like why do i always see the good guy vs bad guy cliché with these two when they're the perfect example of why positivity doesn't have meaning without the negativity!! as long as there's a satisfying evolution or growth that doesn't leave me empty i'm good yknow?)

plus i believe dream really isn't as dumb as people view him. i do get some of you saying he probably can't read or write since that's actually a pretty interesting idea to explore! but in general please let him have emotions other than pure sunshiny happiness or endless sadness like he's gotta have more depth than that! let him make mistakes, have flaws that don't just make him the bad guy that's always in the wrong by default, and be angry or suspicious or jealous or bitter or battling his mental health problems/depression or malicious or smart or witty or mischievous and silly or sarcastic or ANYTHING dude i just want him to be put into different scenarios where he can be serious or lighthearted like it doesn't even have to be long or perfect but make him feel real.

it could definitely be that i don't read or see much art about dream or really look for it hard enough but also i just. i feel bad for even saying this fr and i wanna be honest about why i don't enjoy most stories about him cause he always gets the worst treatment along with ink!!! especially ink omg the poor guy has it the worst i think like wow do they mess him up :'(

always one dimensional in non shippy fics, or too plain or easily replaceable by other, more entertaining people in the significant other's life in most of his ships like man. i have read fics out there that made me genuinely FEEL and root for him and love his character so much it restored all hope for me!!! but i can only name one on top of my head and the others? it's been so long i don't even remember their names i just legit feel terrible cause i love him still and i can't find many headcanons that fit my interpretation of him yknow?

not to say people who write him very happy, mislead or sad are ruining him like that's silly- if i see something i don't like i just. move on bro i wouldn't force people to feel or think the same way i do about him cause anyone can have whatever headcanons they want!!! just talking about what i personally look for in him and why i can't exactly find it since most of the stuff out there just isn't my cup of tea :')

hopefully i didn't set anyone off with this rambling opinionated essay i just pulled hhh xD i know i know he's a popular character and i know a lot of people like dream so *sobs* please please recommend me artists and fics about him that you think is good it's been so looong since i've read or seen anything new that makes me attached to this little guy aughg<33333

#ask #rambling #delete later? #probably xD i just wanna love him SO much but sometimes he's just *sigh*...forgettable #i tried to explain myself but also it's like 4 am and i skimmed through the proofreading so don't take this too seriously HHH #like really even when i do read good fics about him he's not on the forefront of my mind and it's painful to me :'( #i used to see him as my third fav but now? ever since i've read and seen characters who get heavier more in depth plots? #i can't say it with as much confidence :') and dream lovers out there i am not bashing your choice or even your headcanons #to each their own but i really wanna hear someone be passionate about him in my feed or askbox like TELL me about him #i've seen ink rants out there that are FIRE like so true!!! but where's the dream defense team??? #maybe it's just me tho :') btw i still like cream but not the same way as before if i'm being real #it feels the same...all of it and it makes me wanna bite something ARGHGG #i know i know i ship some stuff that's basic too hhh but dream and cross are always written the same and dream is too innocent #and nightmare is too weird in some of these fics like if MY brother ever tried to literally attack my hypothetical partner???? #i wouldn't give him the :'((( sad face and weakly tell him to 'please stop...you're hurting him'' like NO girl they're TWINS #they're the same age i would tell him to BACK off and not insert himself in my love life after years of ignoring and fighting LIKE #especially since most of the time cross is actually good to dream and all- so he doesn't have a good reason to disrupt his bro's dates #UGH i just have so many opinions but basically i would love him a lot lot more than i do now if they also let him be more flexible #and shake things up like with shattered and stuff! gimme alternate versions of him even if it's too ooc like we do for all the other sanses #jaa i am SO sorry you had to read all that dude thank you so much for passing by :'D

[pink-amethyst-tarot]

The Universe has a message for you

Take what resonates and leave the rest, only you can decide what is truly right for you...

P I L E 1 - P I L E 2 - P I L E 3

P I L E 1

Strength, Two of Pentacles, Six of Pentacles, Page of Pentacles, Temperance, Nine of Pentacles

Bottom of the Deck: Ace of Swords

The universe is proud of you. You have found the strength and confidence to keep going even though you have been doing a balancing act, one you may have been doing alone. As I look at the Six of Pentacles, I see the scale in the hand of the person that is giving gold to the poor. I see this as a sign that when everything is balanced and settled, you will be able to give in a way that you have been wanting to. You have always been such a loyal and faithful person. Someone that people could always depend on. With the Temperance card, I'm getting that you have found the balance - so much talk of balance - that you needed so that you could take care of yourself as well as others. You learned how to put yourself first. That is paying off for you. You are about to achieve things you can't even imagine. You are being rewarded with success of all kinds because you put in the work. It will come to you like a vision. You may have been dreaming of this or will start dreaming of this new life soon. I'm also hearing something about clearing the path. The path is being cleared for you.

Channeled Message: I am clearing the path for you. Don't worry about a thing. I'm going to make those mountains into ant hills for you. I will move oceans for you. I've got you covered. Don't worry about a thing. I have been looking over you. You are protected.

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P I L E 2

Ten of Pentacles, Ten of Cups, The Lovers, The Moon (Reversed), Four of Pentacles, Queen of Wands, The Fool

Not only is this a love reading, but this is also a soulmate reading, so buckle up!!!

This energy feels so intense and glowy and beautiful! The first thing I heard was, "Do you know how lucky you are?" I don't even know where to begin! This is going to sound so insane, I don't even believe that I'm bout to say it but you're person is this sexy CEO type, like in those books. This person may make music or own a company related to music and entertainment. This so some happily-ever-after fairytale type of stuff! Y'all sharing the same values feels like something that's really important. I'm freaking out right now! I'm just so excited but slightly overwhelmed! This is the kind of person that you can come home to and they will ease your mind after a long day. I'm hearing, "It's okay, baby, I got you" AAAAAAAAHHH!!!! Like, this person isn't going to let anyone talk crap about you and that includes you. This person is going to be so protective over you and wanting to take care of you because you are their person!! They see you and see that you have been through some things, and they want to help you through that. This person wants to protect you from the world! I'm getting that this person could be a little bit jealous and maybe possessive, but they are aware of it and acknowledge that it's toxic and they work on that. You may meet this person at work or a work-related event. It will be like a movie where you lock eyes, and the words just seems to fall away. This is the kind of love that is healing, loving a nurturing. I'm also getting that your person is going to have you on their arm at these fancy events, like some high society type of stuff. Don't be afraid of this love when it comes in because it will change your life for the better. Wow.

Channeled Message: I'm on my way!! This is the sign you have been looking for. I am all that you have dreamed of and more. You are such a big part of me and I don't even know you. I am so lucky that you chose me. I'm going to show you off to the word. I am a fool for you, my love. I come off cold with others but that's only because I'm saving all of my warmth for you.

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P I L E 3

King of Swords, Queen of Swords, Four of Wands, Ace of Pentacles, The Hierophant, Page of Pentacles

Bottom of the Deck: Death

For some reason, the universe decided to turn this post into a soulmate post for 2/3 readings so here we are!

To put it plainly, you are about to come into union with your soulmate! I can see that you balance each other very well. One of you is very fun and witty and the other is very cool, calm and collected. Some of you might already be with your soulmate. Whether you are or are not, I can tell you this, you are marrying this person. This wedding is going to be the talk of the town too! Everyone will be celebrating your love. With this Ace of Pentacles, I am seeing that a new opportunity is what is going to bring you too together. It might be work related, like pile 2. (They might be connected so if you feel called to check it out, go for it!) This is something that you manifested. You prayed for this kind of love. I feel like this will be a traditional relationship in a lot of ways, however that may look to you. Specifically, I think it's the wedding that will have a lot of traditional elements to it. This is going to catch you so off guard. This is BIG! This person is going to make you so happy. It's going to feel like coming home.

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[swee7dream]

nct dream as partners to an age regressor nct dream x f! reader

author's note: hihi! first time blogging, kinda nervous... i've had this idea in my little marble head for quite some time and now here i am posting it !

dni: if you sexualize age regression and/or have an 18+ blog.

genres & content warnings: fluff fluff fluff. no warnings !

이민형 | mark lee

ur gonna be the death of him. poor boy is stressed 25/8

he's doing his best but he still doesn't quite understand at times

a quality time lover ! sometimes he gets so immersed in his own thing he doesn't notice you switch tasks until it's too late,,,,

"oh no! oh dude... i'm so sorry man, c'mere. no, don't apologize. it's my fault. it's ok. you can cry all you want. let's just get a bandaid on that gnarly cut, okay?"

when he's sorry, he means it ! after the pb&j knife switcheroo incident, he made sure to set alarms to make your meals just in case you've regressed that day and can't (safely) make your own food

a very good listener ! he loves listening to u talk for hours and hours and hours and hours and

listens intently to the explanation of your shows, the names of your plushies, and the storylines currently on going as you play pretend

loves playing pretend. at first, he was a bit shy, breaking character and laughing into his hands when embarrassment got the best of him, but now bro is confident! u could place him in a broadway show and no one would think he's out of place

could be said he was actually the one who made the first move to play pretend.

"...whatcha doing?" "playing" "...what are you playing?" after being burned under your x-ray vision gaze for no less than 5 seconds, you hand him a plushie and 'insist' on him playing with you

not one for titles or nicknames. mark is mark, you are you!

punishments are the last of his worries. hopefully, you don't make it rise the ranks

황런쥔 | huang renjun

manners freak

"ah!" he always has to hold whatever you asked for out of your reach. "what do we say? it starts with a t and ends with a 'you'."

does all sorts of crafts with you

one time, he drew your favorite character and you loved it so much you made him put it on your wall then and there. he was undermining it and complaining that he didn't want to get up and do all the work that involves framing it but the smile and blush on his face told a different story

lets you put stickers on him! only the pretty ones that he's approved beforehand. and NOT on his hair. he's chinese, not korean. he doesn't need the military service buzzcut

like mark, not big on titles. they make him uncomfortable tbh. nicknames for you, however, he does quite like (tiny, munchkin, etc.).

happy to let you be independent while regressed under STRICT supervision

goes so far as to make little songs and jingles to you can sing along to as you perform certain tasks so you both know you're doing things safely and correctly even when out of his eyesight

ur complete coloring pages go right next to his pieces of art on the fridge. u are both artists !

lullabies are a must. the man is a singer for a living ! good night! z Z z ....

punishments usually consist of renjun nagging on for over an hour. you don't really tend to listen. it's mostly for him to let out his frustration before the big stepper comes for you.

"and NO ice cream this weekend!" "NO!"

이제노 | lee jeno

first one to actually not mind titles ! he can live without them but they scratch an itch in his brain like nothing else can

two words: cute aggression. leans in to kiss your cheek only to bite it. he bites your nose. he bites your EARS ?! someone lock this man up !

hugs you in a way that presses the cheeks of the two of you until you look like twins conjoined at the head

the cuddliest man ever like i've never seen a more teddy bear-coded individual?!?!?!

"gotta pee." "hold it." "i can't!" grumbling jeno noises

started going back to the gym after seeing how much he you like being carried

he doesn't really talk a lot when in cg mode, but you've known him long enough that you can read his body language just fine

might actually be in cg space more than you are regressed !

just anything that you do, big or little. it's so precious to him. he feels the urge to just protect you from everything!!!

no !!! u can't go outside !!! what if bugs bite u?!!! oh u brought bug spray? ok... send him a message of when u get on the bus! and when u get off the bus! and to ur friend's house! actually, just let him drive u ok? give him five minutes to change !

the worst at dishing out punishments out of all of dream. a pout, a teary eye, a sniffle, he's unraveling at the seams.

he sits on a chair by the bed, arms crossed with a stern look. you could shatter it with a bat of your lashes, but you know you need this.

"i'll be sitting here until you fall asleep. we could've played chutes and ladders tonight like you wanted if you hadn't thrown away your veggies, angel."

이동혁 | lee donghyuck

he is the baby. wdym you are ?

poor boy is used to being the youngest and acting cute, what is he supposed to do now that the tables are turned?

at the beginning, it's lots of awkward head pats and hugs of comfort.

sits you on his lap while he's gaming, playing with you and your toys in between matches

kind of insecure to be ur cg :( give the boy praise and appreciation!

"you," he sighs, looking away from you. "you should really be in bed by now. it's past your bedtime." "but you're not asleep." another sigh. "i know..."

when his confidence and comfortability is up tho? big big BIG on the baby talk and praise to the point you have to remind him you guys are in public!!! it started out as a joke (yk how he is, being annoying on purpose with his main weapon being aegyo). he doesn't think it's a joke anymore guys,,,,,,,,,,,,,

titles are goofy to haechan. he calls you the same he always does.

"what about me? did i do a good job today?" he asks, striking a ridiculous pose. "yeah ! you're the best, chan ! :D" "... :( thank u baby :,("

punishments don't exist actually! he's right there next to you. silly string all over the room? it was his idea to play spiders. veggies thrown away? impossible. he never bought them to begin with. didn't do your assignment? was it that important to begin with? hyuck doesn't think so

might be a regressor too ! on the older side, perhaps (pre-teen - teenage)

나재민 | na jaemin

terrible for big space. just the absolute worst

baby talk and aegyo is not an action for him, it's a lifestyle. makes you do one or the other (or both if he's feeling particularly sadistic i mean playful) if you want something or as a punishment on the lighter side

probably made you slip multiple times before you even told him you regress

all the cheesy, cringy, cliche stuff? he does that. shamelessly too

loves titles and uses them on himself even if you don't. doesn't make you call him anything, but he loves how it 'rolls off the tongue so well!'

he's an addict to nicknames for you. finds them randomly

"oh man, look at that rabbit! it's so cute!" "just like y/n" "what" just randomly takes out his phone in the middle of walking to text you nana: hi bunny you: ? you: hi?

acts of service are his natural calling. you might as well be quadriplegic.

makes your favorite drink for you! ur too little to do it urself !!! let him do it for u (pls pls pls pls pls he's on his knees)

also makes lunches for you that are all pretty and shaped like some sort of animal when ur feeling small ! he stopped doing cats though since one time you felt like you were eating luna and cried.

you two literally fight to death about who loves who the most. jaemin has to be tied to a chair in the basement of an abandoned building to let you do literally anything for him

punishments are extremely rare. virtually non-existent. he prefers to talk things through and give rewards rather than take away

health is important! it's so so important to him he set up a meal plan where you eat the rainbow three times a day.

makes you exercise with him.........

"i'll be home in about half an hour, jellybean. do you think you could finish a bottle of water by then? i know you can. i'll see you soon, okay?"

종천러 | zhong chenle

you know those people that talk to babies like they're grown people that pay taxes and drink alcohol? that's chenle

he knows you've regressed and you're not in the mindset of an adult anymore, but he isn't a big baby talk person like jaemin is

the nicknames he uses for you are very classic so he can use them both in public and in private (doll, dollface, princess, etc.)

surprisingly into his role as cg? like, he has a chart set up for you and everything. if he's abroad/not around, he'll call you so you can place the gold stars yourself in his behalf

another manners enthusiast

uses titles for himself and expects you to use them too

"'can i have dessert please, what?', princess? what word is missing from that sentence?"

doesn't say much but always keeps an eye or hand on you in public.

bro is nonchalant (for the most part. just don't read his locked notes)

"a gift? i didn't buy you anything" LIAR. "what pink box? have you opened it? bring it over here. let me see"

he's very patient, just stern since he has strict boundaries and rules. constantly encouraging you to have firm boundaries as well.

"is this ok?" "do you not like this?" "how do you feel about that?"

go-to punishment is writing lines. always gives you a yogurt or some other snack when you finish. mostly does it for himself, he doesn't like staying on the subject of punishment/bad behavior. there's better things to do in his opinion

his favorite activity to do with you when small is your text message conversations. no words, no talking, just a photo message from you (!!!! look what i'm doing !!!!) and a photo from him in response (!!!! good job i'm so proud of you !!!! here's what i'm doing !!!!)

박지성 | park jisung

a lot like mark, not a fans of titles or nicknames

more of a listener. has lots of questions but doesn't want to interrupt the groove with which you're explaining the lore of equestria so he just nods his head in hopes that he'll understand with time and context

the one who would adjust the fastest to learning about your age regression out of all the dreamies. give him five minutes and he'll be like "...ok. wanna watch tv now?"

jisung is so !!! silly !!!

a goofy boy. he loves making exaggerated reactions and expressions to make you laugh

"gah-!" you've hit him with an invisible arrow! jisung holds his chest, stumbling back to slowly fall down onto the floor. very very slowly. "you've shot me... i can feel my life force leaving me... why... would you do this...? bleh."

kind of has a sixth sense for you. if something triggers you and makes you slip in public, he's like a cat that heard something no one else can.

pulsing your hand in his to get your attention only for you to avoid eye contact is a dead giveaway. he might not always be able to leave the event, but he makes sure to give you a break of just you two. breathing exercises, grounding techniques, he also lets you play with the plush toy keychain he bought for occasions just like these.

the first time you shutdown verbally when small, jisung panics! he's running around looking up on the internet how to 'talk without talking'. now he's a baby sign language expert. good job, you! /gen

can u tell this came from a jaemin delusion? he's just so cg coded my LORD ㅠㅠ

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[imnameimswrld]

⃘ ֹ ִ 𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐒 ★ ִ a series ꒱

in which I make a moodboard and write some calculated nonsense about my biases as taylor swift songs (my queen) !

status, in session...

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𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍 as ...call it what you want by taylor swift.

stray kids. skz. leader. producer. '97. aussie-korean. my ult / husband. christopher bahng. 3racha. vocalist. rapper. dancer. gnabnahc. don't touch his laptop aka the mother-load. swarovski knows what's up. peak husband material.

𝐕 as ...maroon by taylor swift.

bts. bangtansonyeondan. vocalist. '95. korean. daegu boy. celine's top model. kim taehyung. thv. yeontan's dad. his boxy-smile, ugh. he's served enough, send him home please. visual. actor.

𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘𝐔 as ...dress by taylor swift.

seventeen. svt. rapper. vocalist. visual. hip-hop unit. kim mingyu. my favourite tall tan boy. vampire. '97. korean. mr bullied by his 12 brothers. his lisp dear lord. cute puppy with the body of a greek god. dior, bvlgari & cartier doing God's work out here. min9yu_k.

𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐎 as ...gorgeous taylor swift.

blackpink. bp. vocalist. visual. mother. '95. kim jisoo. actress. ceo of blissoo. jisoo turtle-rabbit kim. i am so in love with her goofy ass. sooyaaa__. flower. pretty sure she's a billionaire. korean. blackpink in ur area (except for mine). blackpink is indeed the revolution.

𝐘𝐄𝐉𝐈 as ...new romantics by taylor swift.

itzy. leader. main dancer. vocalist. rapper. '00. korean. hwang yeji. a literal lightfury. the cat is cating with this one. the eyes chico. a total loser girl but I love her for it. lucy hwang. my oppa. yezyizhere. ms english is about confidence. visual. midzy's protector fr.

𝐒𝐀𝐍 as ...lover by taylor swift.

ateez. vocalist. dancer. demon liner. '99. choi san. korean. mountain. my kitty cat. the fluff is fluffing. blonde brought me to my knees. stage presence. the de-twinkafacation is too real. shoulders for days. mr flirts too much his photocard that I don't have should be sleeping on the porch. deja vu eyebrows... ya just had to be there. kq give my boys their own insta accounts right now. totally kisses his band mate jung wooyoung.

𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐆 as ...delicate by taylor swift.

nct. nct 127. nct u og. super m. leader. lee taeyong. korean. rapper. dancer. '95. a parent of 26. korean. bless his hair. mr ty. my bubu. he is peak comfort. I just want to hug him forever and never let go. ai. he bleeds neo-green. taeoxo_nct. please don't send him away, he's already been serving since 2016. sticker's no.1 defender. visual. tik_tyong.

𝐓𝐄𝐍 as ...king of my heart by taylor swift.

nct. wayv. dancing king. vocalist. rapper. '95. a cat dad. a sassy king. chittaphon leechaiyapornkul. lee yongqin. gender-envy is real people. mr oh no your have to taste it. nct u og. thai and kinda chinese too I thinks. I wanna say multilingual king but according to bambam he can't even speak thai (his mother-tongue) well. a 10/10 fr. tenlee_1001. birthday was a cultural reset. visual. pretty sure he's in love with a guy named johnny suh from chicago.

𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐎 as ...mastermind by taylor swift.

nct. nct dream. dancer. rapper. '00. lee jeno. a samoyed doppelganger. so fluffy. leejen_o_423. hot sauce jeno is my roman empire. visual. korean. makes my heart so warm. kinda wanna put him in my pocket. he might be in love with some kid that goes by the name of na jaemin.

𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀 as ...enchanted by taylor swift.

aespa. leader. rapper. main dancer. '00. real ? I think not. literally ai. my adorable stupid cheese cat. yoon jimin. korean. one of them laughing slappers. such a cutie pls just get in my pocket and let me protect your forever rina. katarinabluu. quite literally meows. a cat has never cat-ed like her before. run run run kitty kitty run run. visual.

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀 as ...dancing with our hands tied by taylor swift.

le sserafim. rapper. vocalist. dancer. ballerina. '03. zuha. japanese. literally lee hojung's sister because, huh. looks a little line jeon wonwoo too, but that just could be me. nakamura kazuha. my girlfriend (real). body goals fr, SLAY QUEEN. such a cutie patootie it makes me cry. the rizz is lowkey but so real. zuhazana. the swan song is literally her song. SOUNDS LIKE MONSTER BABY KING KONG, such a banger. visual.

𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐍 as ...wonderland by taylor swift.

txt. tomorrow x together. leader. vocalist. dancer. that dolphin song boy. '00. choi soobin. my favourite tall awkward and shy boy. he's just such a cutie pls. korean. I live in his dimples. I love that we collectively hate on math, my soulmate fr. you know you know soobin. page.soobin. so boyfriend dammit. visual. BRING BACK PURPLE HAIRED SOOBIN RN.

𝐉𝐀𝐘 as ...getaway car by taylor swift.

enhypen. enha. an all-rounder honestly. he plays guitar and that's hot. '02. blonde jay makes me spiral. korean but spent some time in america too. park jongseong. if angry bird, then why so gorgeous. he shouldn't be allowed to wear jeans because holy moly. he makes me giggle like a girl and I LOATHE IT because I'm supposed to be a feminist jason (his name isn't jason btw). I wanna kiss him. my boyfriend (REAL).

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐊 as ...paper rings by taylor swift.

p1harmony. piwon. p1h. rapper. dancer. such a cutie I can't take it. he likes almonds. hwang intak. intakie. intak-attack. taki taki rumba. '03. he's soooo... BEIDJEDKWNDKED. I can't think straight when I see the guy. I love him. korean. his music taste is bangin'. I can't handle short-haired intak lord haveth mercy. okay okay, but fr this time, he's my boyfriend.

❪ more might be added... ❫

#kpop #stray kids #skz #bts #bangtan sonyeondan #bangtan #blackpink #aespa #itzy #p1harmony #kpop imagines #seventeen #svt #enhypen #enha #txt #tomorrow x together #le sserafim #nct 127 #nct dream #nct #wayv #ateez

[tragedyofdevotion]

After story

Everything ended with a happy end for you and for the man who was now your lover. The truth behind it did not matter. Or is really so?

At the very least, those who lost their master did not seem to think so.

Mammon x f! reader, Solomon x f! reader mentioned

Replaced mc au, angst

Please read the previous part first before reading this.

“Why are you like this?”

“Like what?”

“Why are you being nice to me? Even my brothers get annoyed at me. But you… you always appear before me whenever I am struggling.”

Mammon let out an unexpected question as he got out from the rope binding him. This time, too, his older brother punished him by tying him upside-down from the ceiling.

“You know… What others say is true. I am an incompetent demon.”

He knew it was unlike him to speak such weak words, but he could not help it.

“Well, yeah. As a demon, maybe you are useless.”

He knew it. You were thinking the same thing as others. You were pretending to help you and laughing at him behind his back for being so naïve.

But his thoughts were proven wrong when you continued.

“Because… demons have to entrap humans and stuff, right? But you have never tried to hurt me, not even once. Ever since I first arrived in this Devildom, you had protected me. I can't guarantee that you are brilliant as a demon because I don’t know what entitle brilliant for a demon. But I can say with confidence that you are the kindest one I have ever met. Know that whatever anyone says, I will be eternally grateful that you reached your hand out to me when I first arrived here, lost and alone.”

Like an angel coming down for salvation, you said the words he wanted to hear most when he needed them most. You truly were the only one who had the patience to strip off his shallow exterior and brighten up his true self.

“Nice, human. That is the only way to treat Great Mammon.”

Ah! What is he saying? Why can’t he be honest with his feelings and thank you?

Without knowing his internal dilemma, you hugged him, as tightly as you could with your fragile human arms. You felt so soft against his body, hair smelling like the fruity scent of your favorite shampoo. This moment brought him so much bliss that he worried it might not be reality.

Wait.

Of course, that was not real. He was dreaming about the day he first realized his feelings for you.

After all, there was no reason you would be in the House of Lamentation. His brothers and he personally drove you out of the place.

Suddenly, the you in front of him broke apart into pieces, and the space wrapped into a different time.

“Mammon, you will trust me, right?”

You looked at him with hope in your tears-stained eyes and begged him, while gripping his sleeves tightly for dear life. Seeing you, one might think that you would be swept along by an unknown force, should you let go of him.

But…

He betrayed your faith.

“I am sorry, y/n. But I also think it would be better you confess quickly,” he said as he removed your hand which was holding onto him.

Just how much he wished to turn back time and correct his mistake. If he had the power of Barbatos, he would use it without caring for how much it would affect the rest of the universe.

But now… everything was all over. You were not here. The room you stayed in no longer held your scent. The relationship you painstakingly built with the brothers had also broken apart. To add salt to the injury, the only connection left between you and them had also been erased. It was a prove that they were yours as much as you were theirs. But it was no longer there, the pact mark which used to cover the back of his hand.

He knew it was all his fault. He was just reaping what he sowed. So, he could not oppose your decision.

After finding out all the supposed truths about the accident as told by Solomon, Lucifer reported the case to Diabolo. And as a punishment, Reira was to be sent back to human realm.

But Satan deduced that there could be someone pulling the strings behind her back. And thus, before she returned, he asked her some questions and, it was confirmed that there was, indeed, someone providing her with the necessary potions and the magic spells needed. But she swore that she did not know who they were, for she had never interacted with them directly. The fact that she did not know might be true because she did not said the name of the mastermind even after facing with Satan’s interrogation.

Lucifer reported that to Diabolo. But the Prince, wanting to sweep it all under the carpet, for the sake of the exchange program, did not pay attention to the already solved case, and instead reprimanded the brothers for doing something outrageous as torturing the human.

So now, they only had themselves to rely on. When he woke up from the sleep, he walked towards the room you stayed in with false hope that you would be back there, smiling gently like you always did, and everything that had happened was just a bad dream that he had. However, he knew that that could never happen. So, he was so surprised when he heard someone speaking from your room.

“Y/n!”

He opened the room urgently, only to find his younger brothers.

“Oh! Mammon, it is just you. Don’t scare us like that For a moment, we thought it was Lucifer,” startled by his appearance, Satan said.

“What are you guys doing here?”

“It’s nice that you are here now. We were just about to go and call you,” Leviathan said.

“We are talking about the one who put together the whole incident. Lord Diabolo said that there was no such person. But we know for a fact that there was someone, and we would like to find them as soon as possible, and make them pay for getting between y/n and us,” Belphegor explained.

Looking worried, Beelzebub asked, “Are you sure about this? We should at least tell Lucifer.”

“Beel, if we told him, he would no doubt stop us. Lucifer would never do a thing that go against Lord Diabolo’s order,” was Asmodeus’s answer.

“I will never do what?”

When they all turned to the sound, the oldest brother was glaring at them.

Seeing his anger, Satan immediately said, “You cannot do a thing that will change our mind. We need to know who was pulling the strings.”

Feeling the tension in the air, Mammon also cut in, saying, “Lucifer, I know you don’t want to go against Lord Diabolo’s wish, but this is an exception. The mastermind, whoever they are, they tried to harm y/n, who is an exchange student. Knowing his identity is also for the sake of the exchange program and RAD.”

However, Lucifer’s reply was one which they did not expected.

“Who cares about RAD. The imbecile tried to harm y/n, knowing that they were our master and got between our relationship. Even a thousand deaths would be a light punishment for them.”

Everyone was surprised by Lucifer’s declaration as they all thought that he would be against it. However, Mammon knew that Lucifer thought of you as his family and that he would do everything to protect his family.

After making sure that all brothers were on the same side, Satan started to speak.

“There are many who could have framed y/n. The demons fractions who discriminate humans, those who oppose the exchange program and hates the peace talk of the three realm, and lastly those who just hates y/n specifically for being close to us.”

“The last party is pretty possible,” Asmodeus said, “A while ago, there were some fans of mine, who tried to assault y/n. Of course, I dealt with them accordingly. But there can still be more. Especially, Lucifer has some avid followers.”

Lucifer replied, “No, that is not possible. I have already put them in their place after they tried to harm her a few months before.”

“Aren’t they going out for revenge?” Belphegor asked.

“ No, that would be impossible. I made sure of it.”

After considering all the possibilities for a long time with the brothers, Satan finally deduced all the most possible answer.

“For someone to be plan this accurately, they need to know both y/n and Reira personally, and our relationship with one another. They also need to excel at spells and potionology, especially those which works best for mankind. So, I am thinking that the mastermind might be the human who profited most from the accident.”

“You can’t mean…,” shocked, Asmodeus cut in. Satan was talking about his master, after all.

“Yeah. I don’t want to say it but I think it’s most possible that it was Solomon. I also think that Diabolo is covering the whole incident up because he knew that Solomon was the mastermind and doesn’t want anything to affect the exchange program again.”

Their little discussion ended with the decision that they will go and warn you about Solomon the next day. They knew that you were likely not to believe their words but they still felt the need to save you from the claws of the wicked sorcerer.

Mammon lied in bed thinking about before. Was it really the best that they tell you this? They weren’t 100 percent sure with their hypnosis, and sometimes, there are things that better left unknown.

For you, the story ended happily ever after with Solomon being your Prince charming who saved you from your misery. Was it really the best choice to destroy your happiness? Weren’t they just trying to mend their ego, which was broken when you nullified the pacts?

And whatever plans Solomon had, they would not have been succeeded if only they trusted you, unconditionally. Solomon was able to slipped in their relationship because there were cracks since the start.

They let you down and let you go when you needed them the most. They forgot the times you even risked you life for their family’s happiness. They forgot how you always fulfilled their whims and antics whenever and wherever they asked. They forgot everything you had ever done. No. They did not value your efforts exactly because they would conceited that you would always be there.

About two days before, he accidentally saw you with Solomon when he was working part-time at hell’s kitchen. You smiled blushfully when Solomon said something with his usual all knowing air. You looked truly happy, a look he hadn’t seen for a long while.

No matter what Solomon did, it was clear that he was cherishing you right now, more than they could ever hope. Did they really need to ruin your current life and hurt you again? This case would not be mentioned again and affect no one if they just kept their mouth shut. What if Solomon planned to do something to you if you realized the truth? Even if you realized the truth, unlike Reira, Diabolo would not let the most influential humans in Devildom before the exchange program was over. So, how would you communicate with Solomon again in the rest of the period? No, it could be worse. If you were betrayed two times in a roll, first by them, who you thought were your family and second by that sorcerer who you thought was the love of your life, how would you get up again? Did they really need to take all the risks, to tell the truth that would advantage no one? More importantly, they, who once discarded her in favor of another. How could they proudly claim as your protector and interfere your life when they destroyed before.

However, he could exactly let you be when you were being tricked by that evil man. What if you were hurt again just because of his wants. He did not know what to do anymore.

Without finding answers, the demon of Greed lied in his solitary, as he thought of the bright days from the past, that were lightened up by your presence.

#obey me mammon #mammon x reader #mammon x y/n #mammon angst #obey me imagines #replaced mc au

[mimisempai]

Unexpected

Summary

Abruptly awakened, Legolas gazes at his sleeping lover, amazed at how far they have come since they first met.

Notes

No matter how I turn it, I can't help but write them sweet.

On AO3

Rating G - 595 words

Legolas awoke abruptly to the sensation of Gimli wrapping his arm around his waist and pulling him against him.

Amused, he realized that his dwarf had done it in his sleep. He found it quite endearing.

The elf turned slightly to the side and stayed in that position, watching Gimli sleep. It wasn't the first time, and he liked this occupation. He enjoyed seeing the dwarf's relaxed face, the little puffs of air that came out of his mouth intermittently and made the hair on his beard fly, the grimaces that crossed his face accompanied by little grunts because he was probably dreaming. All this while holding Legolas tightly against him.

He wrapped his arms around Gimli, feeling a warm feeling come over him, when he saw the way his lover was snuggling up to him.

"I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an Elf!"

"Never trust an Elf!"

How far they had come. 

Now Gimli trusted him so much that he slept defenseless in his arms. 

Tenderly, Legolas was about to push back a strand of red hair that had just fallen over his lover's face when he was interrupted by the sleepy voice of the object of his attention, "What are you doing?" 

Legolas blushed slightly as he said, "I was just watching. Since you woke me up so rudely, I have to pass the time."

Gimli replied sheepishly, "Sorry, my beloved, I didn't realize."

Legolas chuckled softly, "There is definitely nothing you can do about it. Although the fact that even in your sleep you want me to get close to you is rather adorable I must say."

If Legolas had blushed slightly just before, Gimli turned scarlet and not even his beard could hide it. He grumbled, "I'm a warrior dwarf, I'm not adorable."

He hid his face against Legolas' chest, which was shaken by the elf's laughter. When he had calmed down, Legolas said softly, "Don't worry, I'm the only one who knows my dwarf is sweet and I won't tell anyone."

Gimli grumbled for the record, but could not hide the fact that the praise pleased him.

After a few moments of silence, as the night favored confidences, Legolas said softly, "I must confess something to you, Meleth nîn."

Gimli, always more than reasonably moved when Legolas called him that name, simply replied, "I am listening."

Legolas laid his hand on the dwarf's cheek and said, the emotion visible on his face, "I have never experienced anything like this. And yet I have lived a very long time."

Gimli leaned his cheek into his lover's palm as the elf continued, "When I think back to our beginnings, to the hostility and enmity between us, now I couldn't imagine life without you."

Gimli chuckled softly, "Then imagine how I feel, never in a million years would I think I could get along with an elf. Or be friends with one. Let alone to..."

Gimli paused before finishing his sentence, which Legolas finished in a breath, "...love me."

The dwarf nodded slowly and replied softly, "Yes... love you. For I love you Legolas, my fearless elf."

Legolas smiled as he replied, "I love you too, my valiant dwarf. Then, leaning in, he pressed his lips to Gimli's in a tender kiss, followed by several lighter ones. Suddenly, Gimli smiled and, with a mischievous gleam in his eye, he whispered between kisses, "That still only counts as one!"

Legolas laughed, followed by Gimli, and the forest resounded with their laughter for a long time that night.

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Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story  🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

Gigolas Masterlist here

#lord of the rings #lotr #lord of the rings fanfics #gimli son of gloin #legolas greenleaf #legolas x gimli #gimli x legolas #gigolas #legolas #gimli #this author doesn't know what she does #but she still does it

[submissivegayfrenchboy]

03 / 06 / 2023

🇬🇧🇺🇲 ENGLISH / ANGLAIS 🇬🇧🇺🇲

I HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL YOU

I WANT A BLACK BOYFRIEND SO MUCH!!!

I have already said it 1000 times and I will say it again 1000 more if necessary. I don't have a specific type of men, I could be in a relationship with old, Arab, fat, White, poor, Asian men,... So I'm not saying i will not date a White or Asian or Arabian or Latino or Indian, Oceanian man. So I'm not saying i will not date a White or Asian or Arabian or Latino or Indian, Oceanian man. So I'm not saying i will not date a White or Asian or Arabian or Latino or Indian, Oceanian man.

Nevertheless, when I see a big muscular black man, I am totally mesmerized by her beauty. Black men have this natural beauty, this self-confidence, a sense of humor, a sexy attitude, and of course a dream body (full lips, bulging muscles, plump ass, deep voice,... and I'm not even talking about their beautiful black cocks which are the best...).

If I want a black man in my life so much, it's because....well, actually, I couldn't really explain it. Is it because of my insatiable consumption of interracial pornography that has brainwashed the fragile white boy that I am? Is it because of the undeniable interracial propaganda where black women and white men are made invisible just to show that the most beautiful and pure love is between a black man and a white woman? Is it because nowadays black men are valued, sexualized to show their superiority, and it's forbidden to say something against them if you don't want to be seen as racist? Do I crave a black man because of my failed experiences with white men who failed to seduce me? Do I crave a black man because I'm attracted to fictional characters or celebrities who are black? The list could go on and on, and these answers are all corrects. But the reason why I crave a black lover so much is much more simplistic.

I'm very attracted to the idea of ​​having a black lover because I'm drawn to contrast and a black man provides the most contrast. I am a short, skinny 22 year old white boy, not muscular and not athletic, a bit effeminate and sexually submissive. I don't see myself going out with someone who looks like me because I want a difference in my life to get out of my comfort zone. You understand ?

I even drawn my ideal gay interracial couple.

More than the protection and the promise of amazing sex that the idea of ​​being with a big muscular black male offers, I like the idea of ​​discovering someone who will offer me other points of view on the world because of his culture, the values ​​of his education...

I obviously hope that we will have points in common, but I would like a black man to be his, to take care of him and because I would like that he feels good and comfortable with me. Well, I could talk about this for a long time but I needed to put this in writing.

If you are a black man attracted to little white boys or if you are white (man or woman) and you like black people, do not hesitate to like, comment, or come and talk about it with me by messages. 😘

♠️♥️♠️♥️♠️♥️♠️♥️♠️♥️♠️♥️♠️♥️♠️♥️

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🇨🇵 FRANÇAIS / FRENCH 🇨🇵

J'AI QUELQUE CHOSE À VOUS DIRE

J'AI TRÈS ENVIE D'UN PETIT AMI NOIR !!

Je l'ai déjà dit 1000 fois et je le dirais encore 1000 autres s'il le faut. Je n'ai pas de type précis d'hommes, je pourrais être en couple avec des hommes vieux, Arabes, gros, Blancs, pauvres, Asiatiques,....

Donc je ne dis pas que je ne pourrais pas être avec un homme Blanc, Asiatique, Latin, Arabe, Indien, Oceanien.... Donc je ne dis pas que je ne pourrais pas être avec un homme Blanc, Asiatique, Latin, Arabe, Indien, Oceanien.. . Donc je ne dis pas que je ne pourrais pas être avec un homme Blanc, Asiatique, Latin, Arabe, Indien, Oceanien....

Néanmoins, quand je vois un grand homme noir musclé, je suis totalement hypnotisé par sa beauté. Les hommes noirs ont cette beauté naturelle, cette confiance en eux, un humour, une sexy attitude, et évidemment un corps de rêve (lèvres charnues, muscles saillants, cul bien rebondi, voix profonde,... et je ne parle même pas de leurs belles bites noires qui sont les meilleures...). Si j'ai autant envie d'un homme noir dans ma vie, c'est parce-que.... et bien en fait je ne saurais pas vraiment l'expliquer.

Est-ce en raison de mon insatiable consommation de pornographie interraciale qui a lavé le cerveau fragile du garçon blanc frêle que je suis ? Est en raison de l'indeniable propagande interraciale où l'on invisibilise les femmes noires et les hommes blancs juste pour montrer que l'amour le plus beau et le plus pur est entre un homme noir et une femme blanche ? Est-ce parce-que de nos jours les hommes noirs sont valorisés, sexualisés pour montrer leur supériorité, et qu'il est interdit de dire quelque chose contre eux si on ne veut pas passer pour raciste ? Est-ce que j'ai envie d'un homme noir à cause de mes expériences rates avec des hommes blancs qui n'ont pas su me séduire ? Est-ce que j'ai envie d'un homme noir parce-que je suis attiré par des personnages de fiction ou des célébrités qui sont noirs ?

On pourrait continuer la liste longtemps, et toutes les réponses ici sont correctes. Mais la raison pour laquelle j'ai si envie d'un amoureux noir est beaucoup plus simpliste. Je suis très attiré à l'idée d'avoir un amoureux noir car je suis attiré par le contraste et que un homme noir offre le plus de contraste. Je suis un garçon blanc petit et maigre de 22 ans, pas musclé et pas sportif, un peu efféminé et qui suis soumis sexuellement. Je ne me vois pas sortir avec quelqu'un qui me ressemble car j'ai envie de différence dans ma vie pour sortir de ma zone de confort. Vous comprenez ? Plus que la protection et la promesse d'un sexe incroyable qu'offre l'idée d'être avec un grand mâle noir musclé, j'aime l'idée de découvrir quelqu'un qui m'offrira d'autres points de vue sur le monde en raison de sa culture, des valeurs de son éducation...

J'espère évidemment que nous aurons des points communs, mais j'aimerais un homme noir pour être à lui, prendre soin de lui et car j'aimerais qu'il se sente bien et à l'aise avec moi. Voilà, je pourrais en parler longtemps mais j'avais besoin de mettre cela par écrit.

J'ai même dessiner mon couple interracial

Si vous êtes un homme noir attiré par les petits garçons blancs ou si vous êtes blanc (homme ou femme) et que vous aimez les noirs, n'hésitez pas à liker, commenter, ou venir en parler avec moi par messages. 😘

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@gayhopefullove @intergaycial @interracial-attractions @whiteboynl1 @blackmaster4slave @interracialkissing @bat-woodfeet-us @blackmansbitch @whiteboiseekingblackmaster @whiteboynl1 @whiteboy4blacks @blackmaster100 @whiteteenpet2serveblacks @gaywrites @gayloveislove @gaylove @whiteboiforbnwo @gayloveandotherdrugs @bnwoplan @bnwo @bnwoserverworld @bnwo-whiteboi-blog @snowbunnysfantasies @snowbunnyblair @interracialpigfarms @ir-4-life @ir-beauty @blacksuperiororer @blacksupremacysa @blacksupremacyforever @innerpiratefun @lovefanfiction01 @rainykpoptravelcreator @leftprogrammingroadtripdean @tidodore2 @fartsandotherstink2 @fartfagoutlet @delicateaestheticwritingmug

#Interracial #J'ai quelque chose à vous dire #I have something to tell you #White boy #Garçon blanc #Black lover

[holdmytesseract]

2022 - what a crazy year this has been...

This year - on March, 10th, to be precisely - I posted my very first story on here: Knight in Shining Armor. I have never ever thought, that so many people are going to see, or hence, even like it! It was simply unimaginable for me. All the love this oneshot and every other fic of mine received over this past year... It's breathtaking. I feel so, so honoured. It means the world to me, honestly. Huge thank you to all my followers and friends, who are liking, commenting and reblogging the stuff I write. You are seen, loved and very much appreciated! ☺️🥰

I found myself surrounded by other fantastic people and brilliant, utterly talented writer. I love, love, love to be in this wonderful and crazy fandom. Sharing the thirst for our favourite Norse God is awesome and so much fun! I lost count on how many times you guys made me laugh, smile and expire. Calling out all my friends and mutuals at this point! And the SAS, of course! I LOVE you guys!

@lokisgoodgirl @fictive-sl0th @simping-for-marvel @vbecker10 @peaches1958 @mochie85 @muddyorbsblr @holymultiplefandomsbatman @mischief2sarawr @gigglingtigger @goblingirlsarah @lady-rose-moon @aagn360 @michelleleewise @coldnique @joyful-enchantress @ijuststareatstuffhereok89 @kats72 @stupidthoughtsinwriting @theaudacitytowrite @xorpsbane

I hope I didn't forget anyone... In case I did, I'm so sorry. Please know that I didn't do this on purpose. I love you, too! ☺️❤

I also kind of stumbled into a new fandom... I'd never thought in my wildest dreams, that can love a series as much as I came to love TWD. I only started to watch it, because everyone said: 'Ohh, it's such a good series.' or 'It's one of the best and most famous series of all time!'. Truth be told, I struggled a lot to watch it in the beginning. I never watched something so horrific and, uh, yucky? before. All the blood and gore? I had a hard time getting used to it. But well, look at me now, being so deep down the rabbit hole, I can't even remember how to climb out of it again and simping for an archer with a crossbow in an angel-winged vest... 🤷🏼‍♀️ Calling out my fellow Daryl lovers, followers and mutuals at this point. 💙

My private life was somehow really crazy as well... A small rollercoaster ride, with up's and down's, but all in all, I'd say it was a good year. Gimme 2023 - I'm ready! 😁

Thanks y'all once again! Without you all, this blog wouldn't be as half as wonderful as it is! ☺️ I'm wishing you a very happy New Year! ✨🍾🥳 May it be a good one with even more awesome stories to write and to read! ❤

There's only one thing left, I'd like to say... I would like to call out a very important person. A person I owe so, so much... I am on tumblr for four years or so now. Over three, before I even started to post something. I was only here to read amazing stories. I never dared to post something I wrote. Never. I was way too insecure and afraid; thinking I wasn't good enough. I only shared my lil' fics with two of my friends. Absolutely nobody else. I wouldn't be here now, having posted so many stories and even creating my own AU - which I am so so proud of, or having such wonderful mutuals, friends and followers, if it wasn't for @youlightmeupfinn . She was my very first tumblr friend and made it to coax me out of my shell. She gave me so much confidence, encouragement and support, that I finally had enough bravery to post 'Knight in Shining Armor'. Truth be told: Without her, I wouldn't be here. So, a huge thank you and shoutout goes out to Tay! I love you, girl - and thank you so much! ❤

#well... this escalated a bit... #sorry guys hehe

[perspectivestarters]

Perspective's Sentence Starters; MANIA by Fall Out Boy (Part I)

STAY FROSTY ROYAL MILK TEA

"I think I got too many memories getting in the way of me."

"Some princes don't become kings."

"Even at the best of times I'm out of my mind."

"You only get what you grieve."

"Are you smelling that shit?"

"The only thing that's ever stopping me is me."

"Know that my life was just a killer dream."

"Seems like the whole damn world went and lost its mind."

"All my childhood heroes have fallen off or died."

"The alcohol never lies."

THE LAST OF THE REAL ONES

"I was just an only child of the universe."

"And then I found you."

"You are the sun and I am just the planets spinning around you."

"You were too good to be true."

"But what's inside you?"

"I know this whole damn city thinks it needs you, but not as much as I do."

"You're the last of a dying breed."

"I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me."

"I'm here in search of your glory."

"There's been a million before me."

"That ultra-kind of love you never walk away from."

"You're just the last of the real ones."

"I am a collapsing star with tunnel vision."

"Only for you."

"My head is stripped, just like a screw that's been tightened too many times."

"I will shield you from the waves if they find you."

"I will protect you."

"Just tell me I am the only one."

"I'm done with having dreams."

"You drain all the fear from me."

HOLD ME TIGHT OR DON'T

"I never really feel a thing."

"You were the only one that even kinda came close."

"When your stitch comes loose, I wanna sleep on every piece of fuzz and stuffing that comes out of you."

"I took too many hits off this memory."

"I need to come down."

"This isn't how our story ends."

"Hold me tight, or don't."

"I got too high again."

"Realized I can't not be with you or be just your friend."

"I love you to death, but I just can't pretend..."

"We were lovers first."

"Confidants but never friends."

"Were we ever friends?"

"The distance between us, it sharpens me like a knife."

WILSON (EXPENSIVE MISTAKES)

"I was gonna say something that would solve all our problems."

"I got drunk and I forgot what I was talking about."

"...I forgot what I was talking about."

"Don't you know there's nothing more cruel than to be loved by everybody but you?"

"If I can get my shit together, I'm gonna run away and never see any of you again."

"I always make such expensive mistakes."

"I know it's just a number, but you're the 8th wonder."

"I'll stop wearing black when they make a darker color."

"Woke up on the wrong side of paradise."

"When I say I'm sorry I'm late, I wasn't showing up at all"

"I really mean I didn't plan on showing up at all"

"I hate all my friends."

"I miss the days when I pretended with you."

"I became such a strange shape from trying to fit in."

CHURCH

"If you were church, I'd get on my knees."

"I'd know where to be."

"You're holy to me."

"Trust me, that's what I will be."

"The things that you do in the name of what you love."

"You are doomed but just enough."

"I just don't love the way it makes me feel."

"It's getting hard to know what's real."

"If death is the last appointment, then we're all just sitting in the waiting room."

"I am just a human trying to avoid my certain doom."

#rp sentence starters #rp sentence meme #rp sentence prompts #sentence starters #sentence meme #sentence prompts #lyric sentence starters #lyric starters #music starters #rp meme #rp memes #rp prompts #ask meme #*mystarters #*mania

[wraithblogging]

I really think they did Kanej dirty in season two.

They took Inej out of extremely formative scenes (namely the cop waggon scene and the scene where Kaz threatens Pekka, as well as having him reveal his hands not in front of Inej, voluntarily but forced in front of Nina, even though Inej is present). Instead, they put in scenes that fans love (bathroom scene and "how will you have me") as well as that dream sequence that Inej has, adding physicality where it's not supposed to be. And I mean, they do acknowledge that by Inej saying this isn't real. But the fanservice moment was still there and gave Kanej more physical contact on screen than all their touches in the books combined, basically.

I think this is a problem because the appeal of Kanej is that they both work towards touching each other, but it's not what connects them. Touch is not what shapes their relationship even if it's a goal to work through their repsective trauma and get there. It's the intimacy of knowing about each other. It's the intimacy of Inej knowing that Kaz will faint when touched too much (and I guess they did add that with the tea ceremony scene, where Inej brings him his gloves). And Inej, knowing about what happened with Pekka.

But what is the thing this show destroyed is that Inej knew this. But mostly, no one else really did. It created a trust and also made Kaz vulnerable towards her. It made the rest of their interactions, like the bathroom scene, make sense. Because Inej knew. And she didn't judge him. And Kaz got to learn that. It created the trust of a shared vulnerability. And I think it also did help Kaz to have someone to confide in. Someone from whom he knew would never tell anyone or use it against him.

Now, this is where my second problem comes in. It's that now in the show, Jesper is the one with all this knowledge. And don't get me wrong, I'm all here for a shared trust between Kaz and Jesper cause, as he said, they're brothers. But especially with the plotpoint of Six of Crows and the harbour ambush in mind, I can't help but feel uncomfortable about Jesper being the one who gets to know the things Kaz trusts Inej to keep quiet about. Like, imagine they pick up that plot and have Jesper accidentally disclose their location, and he knows all these things that could ruin Kaz. I mean, absolutely nothing bad to Jesper at this point, and I am absolutely far from wanting to make him look stupid. It's just that I am exactly that person that Jesper is when it comes to keeping secrets or sensitive information.

Now, in the end the scene with "I will have you without your armour or I won't have you at all" also makes less sense, cause girl, where do you know all this stuff from? It doesn't add up to me in the show and instead of forcing in Kanej scenes (while imo also underplaying Inej and her trauma SEVERELY!) They could have just kept her in these scenes and build their intimacy based on all of this.

I guess in general, I think it's sad that they just made so much room for Kaz' backstory and worked it into a Kanej context, but they didn't acknowledge what kanej was about. Not to mention the lack of Inej's perspective of it all regarding her trauma.

At this point, I also think it's interesting that they added the "your" to the "I will have you without armour or i won't have you at all."" Cause the book quote gives some ambiguity about them both having their walls up and needing to lover them. In the show, the focus is completely on Kaz, though. It's all about him wanting the girl and her playing hard to get, basically.

#kaz brekker #inej ghafa #shadow and bone #kanej #shadow and bone s2 #six of crows #wraithblogging

[anoverflowingsea]

//tw suicide

im reading this mcd fic

whY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF

WHY DO I THINK I CAN HANDLE READING MCD WITHOUT CRYING 😭😭😭

BARELY INTO CH 1 AND IM BAWLING

i'm too much of a bby i can't handle this but also i kinda need this rn

it's a story about 7 years of knowing a person but they tragically passed away due to committing s*icide and how his ex lover is able to keep living in memory of them

idk i feel for this sm bc the mc that d*es, he was such a kindred spirit that everyone really loved bc he had sm love to give, but not enough for himself until he couldn't take hiding all his pain anymore

and mannnnn i just resonate with that bc a lot of times my existence feels so worthless but as fucked up as it is, one of the things that keep me "grounded" (? not sure if that's the right word it also feels egotistical) is imagining my fun*ral and i know it'd ruin a lot my loved ones if i was gone. i know how much love i carry in this soul. and i would never want to do that to them.

but i feel so lonely and defeated sometimes being stuck in a loop you don't know how to get out of. being there for everyone but unable to get things through in my own head. my loved ones try to give me advice, but it's so hard for me to believe it. like i'm universes apart from everyone.

eventually i just started prefacing my problems to people so they don't linger on the topic too long. years have passed and it still felt like i was dealing with the same problems. i stopped dreaming and hoping so much. i stopped telling people my goals because i was never confident in achieving them. i didn't want people getting sick of me for "talking about things but never fucking doing the shit i say imma do." the disappointment in their eyes. i'm so tired of seeing it.

if it was that easy for me to just do it, i wouldn't be in this shitty hellhole of a place.

dreams mean nothing if you can't tangibly make them into reality. dreams with no basis inflict more casualty than anything.

idk i'm trying to manifest good things for myself because i know that good things cannot come to you if you don't believe in receiving the good things. but i'm just so tired of hoping.

but still, i am hopelessly in love with living. i love my friends. i love my family. i love experiencing all the things that make life worth living.

shit's all fucked. i know atp i need therapy. i am trying to not be nihilistic but i'm literally so tired of being an open wound in this world that i'm not cut out for.

#ramblings #anyway this fic is letting me process some pain I've been feeling alot lately and i have been nonstop crying for hours #i just needed to get these feelings out of my system bc i know if i said smth they'd be wayyy too alarmed and I'm seriously chilling

[wine-dark-and-honey-tongued]

Waaaaaaaa lots to catch up on!! It was a bonkers week at work tbf but still here! We! Go!

19. Share a poem/lyrics/quote that reminds you of Aphrodite.

No lyrics or poems come to mind but the line "I, who am sunk in dreams" from the diary of Ana's Nin springs to mind. Idk it's just so.... evocative I can't help but think of aphrodite.

20. In honor of the new moon, share something new you'd like to bring into your relationship with Aphrodite.

I'd like to be a bit more proactive with offerings, even with my low energy and forgetfulness I know there are things I could do in honor of her at the very least.

21. Share a UPG you have about Aphrodite.

Ok so I'm 1000% convinced Aphrodite showed up to my job once a few months ago and ordered some fries. This girl came in that was just ethereal with pink dreads and ribbons in her hair and all kinds of glittery gold and pearl jewelry. She wore perfume that smelled like warm vanilla but like, the real stuff not that fake shit that smells too sweet. There was just something about her energy that screamed Aphrodite to me and I think about it often.

22. Which member of Aphrodite's retinue do you connect to or want to learn more about?

I'm not really familiar enough with anyone to give a confident answer.

23. Which of Aphrodite's lovers is your favorite and why?

I don't really want to say favorite but Adonis has piqued my interest (even if only because of a little sub-arc in the Sailor V manga)

24. Do you have a favorite way to communicate with Aphrodite? If not, which methods of communication are you interested in trying?

Ah, I just kinda pray at the moment. I've thought about doing divination (tarot, pendulums, scrying, etc) or something but I don't trust myself to separate what I want to hear from what actually needs to be heard, if that makes sense.

25. What was something you learned about Aphrodite that was shocking?

Not shocking, but I was kinda surprised to learn about her warlike aspects (Areia) (sorry if I misspelled that)

26. What do you appreciate about Aphrodite?

Everything, her patience, her kindness, her multitudes

27. Share an experience you've had with Aphrodite.

I remember a couple years ago I went to the sea during the off season (October, I think) and I remember standing on the beach watching as the waves surged up towards me and seemed to tug at my feet, threatening to pull me in. All I could think about was Aphrodite drawing me to her.

28. What is one question you'd like to ask Aphrodite?

Nothing comes toind right now, but that could be because I'm filling out so many prompts at once so my brain is a bit frazzled.

29. How has your opinion of Aphrodite changed since you began worshipping her?

I've definitely gained a newfound respect for her as a multi-faceted figure with just as much depth and diversity as anyone else. She's no longer just a shallow, vain caricature of a goddess in my mind but the real deal.

And to finish things off, 30. How do you want your relationship with Aphrodite to look in the future?

I hope to have a stronger connection, I want to do more with my offerings and maybe write some proper prayers or hymns, I think I might even like to be a devotee.

#aphrodite #aphrodite april #aphrodite worship #aurelia muses #hellenic polytheism #30 days of aphrodite

[diedbutterflies69]

Will you stay?- Bang Chan imagine.

Contains: friends to lovers au. , Divorce, smut, fluff, blindfolding, oral sex, explicit sexual stuff etc . Minors don't interact.

Never once on your life, you thought you could get your shit together and laugh genuinely at the worst in world. falling out of love is worse but it's even more worse if it's your it's not you who fell out of love. Married at 22 and the honeymoon phase hardly lasted for a year and by the age of 26 got yourself labelled as a woman who sabotaged her own marriage in thirst of money. Your ex husband was bitter about your success even before you got married. He thought as a woman, you just did bare minimum and got yourself a high positioned rank by sleeping with one of the rich rags. You tried hard enough to hold on to that rotten red string , but he had the scissors and just cut you off. You weren't willing to sacrifice your career just because of his Immature mindset, yes you loved him, but can't a women love her own hard achieved success more? That's the question you wished to ask everyone who pointed there fingers at you. After divorce you didn't feel pain just numbness. Your self-hatred coming more stronger than ever, even hating the job, you tried Saving since years, getting life on track seemed impossible and at the end just quitted. Moved out of the city just to move back to your home town, the root of your real pain. It wasn't really a town but rather a more flashy city, expensive shits which you were unable to afford in childhood but now it wasn't any big deal. Earth is round and sometimes precious people find you all by themselves. Your highschool friend, the only friend you had throughout your lifetime because of your anti social tactics.

Bang Chan, the social butterfly who almost knew every single student in whole school, he was the hottest guy you ever saw in your life and also the kindest. You had crush on him even before you both were friends, he was your senior,used to help you with those shitty math sums, crack jokes every now and then and scolded you whenever you procrastinated. He came to congratulate you even on your graduation day, even though there were many more students whom he met you were still glad atleast someone bought you a beautiful bouquet of tulips and bellflower. The last time you saw him was before you moved out in search of cheap collages without informing him, as you thought you were just one of many friends he had and won't ever notice someone like you existed.

But god, how much wrong you were.

You met Chan after almost 9 years in convince store and his reaction was almost priceless , like finding treasure. He was now more handsome, beautiful and god-like even after all this years his style of dressing didn't Changed much, he still looked like Kim Kardashian at 2021 met Gala. nevertheless his smile still had those healing properties with his Cresent moon eyes. He was absolutely stunning.

The first sentence he spoke after confirming your identity was 'I missed you' and then tons of lectures and questions . Knowing how narrow-minded you were he gasped dramatically. Cheesiest ways of saying how could I forget my best friend and so on. That day was probably the best day of your life and maybe even the day after years you really smiled. You both exchanged numbers and addresses and his home was just 10 minutes away from yours. Destiny indeed.

Now it's been over 7 months since you met Chan again and he never made you felt like you were just one of his 109 friends. Chan made you feel special, after knowing what kind of disaster you faced he was even more supporting of you, you both used to spend weekend together watching variety of shows and movies going to stargazing, best friend goals. After many years you knew even if Chan had many people to confide with he never really did. He was alone, just a night owl obsessed with work. You were happy. And he was happy too. Being just friends was enough for you, but not for him . He was slowly trying to find courage to confess his love to you. He liked you fuck from highschool days. He found you once randomly staring at him across the room and when you suddenly disappeared all his fantasies were scattered, he knew your dreams and was willing to help you with your every step. knowing how messed up your household was from your neighbours he felt guilty for not being able to give you happiness. He loved you, but was helded by his own insecurities.

Not anymore though, he wasn't the same coward who just stared at the love of his life from distance. Being the extra human he was, he bought you one of the most expensive restaurant of the whole country, man was loaded. After driving for almost 5 hours you both finally reached there .

Now a nervous Chan sitting infront of you. You being oblivious to the fact that he has a beautiful diamond ring and a confession to make. Chan handed you the menu card and every single dish had an extraordinary name, without much thought you placed the order.

"atleast tell me now, why are we here?" You asked the man infront of you who was behaving extra weird today, he looked sick and was occassionally asking you random questions.

"No reason, I was in mood for long drives and... You know have a nice meal" Chan said fidgeting with his fingers he was acting like a flustered high school guy it was clearly indicating that he was lying but you didn't really care, Chan was weird sometimes.

"Sounds fake, but okay. By the way you aren't sick right?" You asked Chan out of pure concern as he was sweating profusely even in an cold AC room.

"I am fine, just feeling a little hot. Don't worry", Chan said it was more like he was convincing himself that he was fine and shouldn't worry. He wasn't a teenager but a human with responsibilities who once again fell for someone out of his league, he used to think that and he still sees you as a literal goddess. While he was lost deep in his thoughts, the waiter came with food , and this was his opportunity to shoot his arrow. You both started eating and talked like being in paradise.

"did you liked anyone in highschool?", Chan asked you out of blue making you almost choke on food. The only person whom you liked throughout your highschool days was the guy sitting infront of you and you didn't really remembered much guys and the best answer was probably saying a lie with little truth.

"no one lol", you answered trying to sound chilled but since highschool crush topic was out you weren't able to keep your curiosity with yourself.

"What about you, liked someone?", You asked trying to sound nonchalant and not desperate and bitter.

This was the Exactly the conversation that Chan planned in his mind. And here started his way to either heaven or pit of rejection.

"I loved someone", Chan said and you this time you really choked from the depth of your heart, you thought Chan was anti romantic type of guy as he never talked about of his female friends with you or bragged about his non existent dating life. Trying again to not sound jealous or bitter you spoke again.

" Who was that lucky bit-- I mean girl yes girl? Who was she?", You asked, almost letting out the bitch loudly. You weren't sure but you saw Chan smiling cheekily, he was really getting old acting weird more and more everyday.

"Well... Someone from our school",Chan said and you swear you didn't made a disgusting face showing pure jealousy. The best human in your life and your first ever crush had crush on somebody, you didn't knew why you were feeling so fucking bitter but you weren't able to handle the curiosity anymore.

"Tell me her damn name", you asked Chan in a frustrating tone not being able to keep jealousy to yourself.

"Why you being angry", Chan asked followed by his small laugh.

"I am angry, just the food was a little spicy you answer me now, her name?", You answered Chan with your defenses up and still sticking with your previous question.

Chan in response got a little serious now,you thought he was being childish now, he wasn't a kid who was given a dare to name out his crush yet he was acting like one.

"You won't leave me right, I mean after I answer your question?", Chan asked you and you didn't knew what to say in response you were now a little sus about him.

"fine don't answer, keep secrets", you said and continued eating. The next thing Chan said made you now choke and die on food.

"I loved you and I still love you" Chan said looking down at the table head hanging down like his teenage self just confessed he watched porn infront of his parents. You were shocked, frozen and the your heartbeat 10x faster, you didn't knew how to react and tried to find humor in this extraordinary situation.

"Chan, you kidding right?", You asked Chan with a nervous smile on your face. Chan looked up at you , his eyes trying to find yours but you avoided the eye contact.

"I am serious, I liked you from HighSchool times, I saw you for the first time in library when you were looking at me, I swear you were so beautiful and even now after all this years after seeing you I can't, I can't help but fall for you all over again, sorry"

Chan confessed, his voice filled with sincerity and vulnerability his sentences were scattered here and there and incomplete explanation but still you understood everything he really poured his heart to you, you felt like crying even if you both weren't such stupid cowards back then, then today you won't have turned out a divorced women and Chan a guy who grew out lonely even if he had a world for him.

"What should I say Chan?", You asked Chan you were sounding like a girl whose bf told her to breakup even if the situation was exact opposite. Even if you love Chan , you didn't think about him reciprocating same feelings back to you. You were beyond insecure with your love emotions. One thing was sure you won't be able to love Chan without being a bundle on him. Your emotion Baggage was too big and you didn't want Chan to get his heart too with your stupid emotions.

"I love you and I will be really really good to you. Please try staying with me I will try really hard to earn space in your heart, please?" His confession was like literally begging. You weren't able to believe if he was real or not, if it was a dream that will end as soon as cruel morning comes, this felt like fantasy. Chan was a amazing man, he had everything money ,honour ,beauty a nice heart. He was like a character written by women so perfect so delicate yet strong, and he loves you this fact was enough for to lose your mind. but you thought you were a taint to his beauty, you were a character full of inferior complexes and a person too easy to dislike thats what illusion you made about yourself. A random extra in her own story.

"I will pay the bill, let's talk later", you said and walked away immediately to pay the bill leaving a clueless and disheartened human behind. Chan was able to see how you stopped yourself from saying love you too and throwing yourself in his arms. He wasn't same from HighSchool a guy who gets overwhelmed by his own emotions and gets unable to see others. He knew you had atleast a small space for him in your heart and to make a big room for himself he had to throw out all your insecurities and self hatred. He followed you like a lost puppy and he wanted to pay for food but you already did and now you were already out of restaurant searching for his car to get back.

Chan sitted beside you, without doing anything silence and awkward air surrounding you both.

"start the car", you said breaking down the silence, you were extremely worthless and trash as you made the only one person whom you love feel like nothing.

"Just answer me, will you try dating me please", Chan said his voice again passing draggers into your heart. Trying to form any logical explanation you spoke again.

"I am not looking for relationship right now, see Chan you are amazing, but I can't make you happy now and did you forgot that I am divorced, please understand" you said expressing your real insecurities and fear, fear of not being able to keep a man happy.

"you don't want relationship because you divorced that fucking trash of a man?", Chan asked he was getting frustrated you thought but he just wanted to make you happy and not deny what your heart wants.

"my mind isn't stable, I might just irritate you everytime with my mood, you will will get tired of me and leave me -- I don't want to be alone again I will die if you leave me", you confessed tears threatening to fall out of your eyes there wasn't any doubt that you loved Chan he filled the void in you in just months made you happy but you didn't wanted to just take and take and give nothing in return. Chan's hand found yours interlocking your fingers with so much delicateness that you might cry.

"you think so low of me, just stay by my side I will make you so happy that you will hardly get time to think about your past, trust me", Chan said his fingers slightly lifting your chin up to look into your eyes, you looked in his eyes filled with so much care and this was your last straw before breaking down in his arms.

"I love you, I love you so fuckin much, you were my first love my only friend, my everything, please-- please love me", you confessed tightening your arms around Chan, his scent making you feel safe and like home, his one caressing your hair and other wiping away the tears. Even though the scene was more like a dramatic clique scene whatever emotions you both felt was unexplainable.

"So you my girlfriend now hmm?"Chan asked you for first time in night his voice containing pure happiness and excitement.

"I have a sexy boyfriend", you said smiling from ear to ear against Chan's chest. The label boyfriend making your heart flutter, you didn't knew happiness like this can even exist.

"My love", Chan said his voice sweeter than honey, suddenly the night was more starry."now can we go home?" You asked Chan finally breaking the hug, reality hitted you now Home was 3- 4 hours away.

"I made a reservation in hotel, we gonna spend night there", Chan casually said making your heart jump out of your chest.

"pervert, you planned everything seriously", you said dramatically and giving him a playful digusting look.

"I booked two rooms", Chan said now starting the engine making you feel embarrassed. "Who is pervert now~" Chan said in air teasing you more.

The rest of the ride you both talked about anything and everything. Confessing how you used to find ways to always be in each others vision etc. Both of you finding a new thirsty side of each other. Nothing felt uncomfortable, it was happiness those inhumane laughs crazy tricks you both used to pull everything was heaven. After some time you both reached infront of a gaint hotel , it looked expensive af but regardless Chan knew how to waste money and you were tired of lecturing him about savings.

"let's go", Chan said removing your seatbelt and getting out of car to open the door for ya. He was being so cheesy gentleman and you were enjoying every minute.

"room 42 and 43" Chan said to the receptionist and she handed two keys to him. Thanking her then getting on elevator, you were a little disappointed that you weren't sharing room with Chan, yes you were pervert and total simp for Chan, he was too hot and your sexual drive was getting higher each passing second. The elevator doors opened and you got off. Chan handed you the room key and softly kissed your forehead, both you wished it was your lips.

"if you want anything, just knock okay?" Chan said in his lovely tone, I want you you internally screamed, nevertheless you gave him a nod and got inside that expensive room .

Starring at the ceiling while lying on the bed your mind was full of Chan, you knew he wasn't probably sleeping and was wasting time in watching random shit on internet and you were hungry, hungry for Chan, it wasn't your fault that Chan was so hot. Trying to fall asleep and fidgeting here to there you finally decided to knock on Chan's room door. A danger zone. You noticed how the door flunged open in less than few seconds.

"Hi" you said scratching back of your head and trying to think what next to say.

"Hi..?"Chan said being confused.

"there is cockroach in my room, let me stay with you" you said a clear white lie. Taking impulsive action were never good for you.Chan sighed before opening the door fully and signalling you to come. This was your happiest day ever.

"whY you lying", Chan asked you as you plopped yourself on sofa besides bed. He asked the sentence in a sarcastic way.

"Do you you wanna kiss me?", You asked Chan with a straight serious face catching him off-guard, you didn't wanted to waste more time, you wanted to do everything with Chan, yes fucking on first day of dating was a little too early but you fantasized about this gorgeous man since ages, in your eyes he looked total dom but his reaction to your question was making you doubt your thoughts.

"Are you sure", Chan asked you clearing his throat.

"Are you virgin?"you asked Chan, he was being too nervous.

"Obviously not"Chan answered you in duh tone, rolling his eyes. And it was getting awkward.

"The cockroach must have gone by now I should go, bye", you blabbered and got up ready to leave, you were about to open the door but Chan grabbed your hand and before you knew anything his hands were on your cheeks cupping them softly and his lips so close to yours, Chan's eyes were looking straight in your orbs , your heartbeat stronger than ever.

"Can I?", Chan asked your consent his thumb softly brushing against your lower lip. This man had totally made you insane, something stirred inside you. Chan was perfect he was everything you wished. You gave him a small nod and slowly his lips touched against yours, you wanted to cry, his lips felt so good, he didn't rushed his movements everything was happening in slow motion, he holded you with such a vulnerability like he was afraid that you will go, your hand reached his head, fingers moving through his soft locks. You felt his tongue inside your mouth , you felt a electricity run down your body when the kiss deepened.

We kiss again. The next kiss is the kind that breaks open the sky. It steals my breath and gives it back. It shows me that every other kiss I’ve had in my life has been wrong.

Breaking the kiss Reluctantly in need of air, Chan rested his forehead against yours. He was hot almost like burning, sweating.

"Why are you so nervous, Chan?", You asked Chan hugging him tightly clinging like the last leaf to the tree.

"I am scared, I just love you", He said engulfing you in his arms. And you Finally felt, what real love feels like.

"Love you too", you replied softly.

"Do you wanna continue..?"Chan asked you his tone little less scared.

"Off course", you said looking at him with smile, something inside you told it was okay to let out your freaky side infront of Chan. Chan smiled back and suddenly turned you around , the large bed infront of you.

"Lie down there",Chan whispered in your ears , his low register sending shivers down your spine. This was exactly how you pictured Chan to be, your inner submissive almost died. You followed Chan's word and laid on your back on the bed, now you were feeling like a virgin. His eyes roaming through the room in search of something.

"Are you okay with being blindfolded?", Chan asked you as he came back with the tie he wore today and was rolling it slightly in his palms, and you swear you never saw a man so hot in your entire life. Getting blindfolded was one of your unfulfilled kinks.

"ye- yes", you replied your tone filled with thrill and excitement. Chan came back to you standing near you, his hand softly cupped your cheeks , before bringing the tie to use it in sinistrous way tonight. The cloth felt strange to your eyes, his cologne smell hitting you and Chan caught your shy smile, His heart felt so fluffy. Tieing a comfortable knot Chan sat on bed near your waist. His hands slowly crept near your stomach leaving a direct lingering touch on the sensitive skin, eventually going upwards while giving a little squeeze to add stimulation, his hands reached your boobs, you didn't wore bra, and he wasn't surprised maybe your nipples perked up enough to get noticed, his middle and index finger Rolling your sensitive bundle of nerves, the blindfold making his every touch more intense, your breath was heavy you let out a suprised moan when Chan gropped your right boob in an erotic way, this sole action increasing your wetness down there you were getting impatient. You moaned his name a little loudly when his lips came in contact with your sensitive neck, sucking in a painful way, inorder to leave a hickey.

"Should I touch you here", Chan asked you as his hand reached to your area where you needed him to the most, hands going directly inside your panties ,but not touching he was a teaser.

"yes please", you moaned almost breathlessly too tired of intense foreplay. You just wanted Chan to rip off your clothes and fuck you till sunrise. Getting satisfaction with your answer Chan finally removed every clothing of your lower body, leaving you completely bare, all at his mercy. His finger moved up and down on your opening , the wetness making Chan easily slip his one finger deep inside you.

" my baby is so wet, because of who?", Chan asked you as his finger was moving slowly inside of you and thumb rubbing circles on the bundle of nerves.

"because of.. you", you admitted without any hesitation trying to grind yourself on his hand, begging for more.

"Good", Chan said and without saying anything he added another finger inside you moving a little faster inside your cunt, rubbing your walls with a little pressure, scissoring them inside you painfully and making way for a third finger too and by then you were a complete moaning mess, his fingers were pleasure yet torture the blindfold making your senses weak. Mind full of whatever Cham was giving you. Your legs were shaking sign of your orgasm approaching you, by one hand Chan holded your thighs tightly to their place fingers now moving more faster to make you reach the peak of pleasure.

"Chan.. I--I-I-- wanna cum please", you moaned your little squeaks and begs almost making Chan's cock cum right inside boxers. With some final thrust of his fingers, you cummed the hardest you could imagine, squeaky sounds coming as Chan was fingering you through your orgasm, you almost crying from overstimulation. Moaning his name like a chant.

"you did well",Chan praised you finally removing his fingers from you leaving you empty, but it won't have last wrong. Chan removed your blindfold , the bright lights hurting your eyes, you adjusted your vision and the image of Chan sucking his wet fingers coated with your liquid came directly in front of your eyes. Letting out a helpless whine.

Chan plopped himself on knees on either side of your thighs, finally letting his cock out, leaking with precum, and he was big, thick , you didn't thought he could get even hotter.

"Ready baby?", Chan asked you as he fully undressed himself as well as removing your top, your mind hazey . The scene which you pictured since highschool finally happening.

"yes", you replied Chan, he came down to kiss you passionately and slowly entering inside you. You moaned painfully, tears pulling your vision, it was a painful pleasure. Chan kissed away your tears and hand interlocking with yours after finally being fully inside you he started to move at slow pace.

"you feel so good Chan", almost screaming from pleasure, your whines were fuel to Chan's ego and he increased the pace. Body slapping sound filling the room, his groans were most sexy thing you ever heard. Again and again his tip hitting your deepest spots.

"I am close", you moaned out breathlessly, pleasure becaming too much to handle .you released around his cock, reaching the peak second time at night.

After giving a few more thrusts Chan cummed at your stomach, he was still sane enough to not curse you with kids while being lost in pleasure."I love you", he said as he settled beside you hugging you tightly. This was heaven.

"love you too", you said , your voice a little hoarse.

"by the way I forgot that I bought a ring to propose you", Chan said, realisation hitting him, that he forgot to say the long ass paragraph that he was supposed to say while sitting on one knee. You smiled at his guilty face.

"don't worry, propose me after having shower", you said heart filled with pure joy and happiness . Happiness of knowing that You love someone who will always love you back.

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Melodious Mourning

***Ben Platt?! Hell yes! Okay! I am so so excited about this! Thank you so much @ester-is-here for reminding me how much I love this song. I hope everyone enjoys it. You can listen to the song, if you haven't already, here. Disclaimer: In Case You Don't Live Forever and its lyrics do not belong to me. They belong to the brilliant Ben Platt*** Poly!MC Summary: It's MC's anniversary of their relationship with the Lords of the Devildom. They've planned a little something special to share with them; something that will express how much they love the brothers, while also preparing them for a tragic truth. The time had come. After a long night of celebrating your anniversary with the seven sins, it was time for you to finally show them the surprise you had prepared for them. You giggled as you dragged a tired Belphegor into the music room by his hand, the others following closely behind you. Asmodeus made a small noise of disappointment and leaned against the grand piano in the middle of the room. "You know when you said you had a surprise for us, I must admit this wasn't exactly what I had in mind, " you snorted as Satan smacked Asmo on the back of the head. Asmo yelped and held his head as he glared at Satan. "Though I'm sure that whatever this surprise it will be equally as lovely. Geez, let me finish before you ruin my hair!" Mammon came up beside you. "But what is this surprise though? Is it a diamond? Money? Jewelry? That lost treasure that we never found?" You smiled softly at the Avatar of Greed and poked his nose. "It's better than that. Or at least I hope it will be," You sat down at the piano and took some sheet music out of your bag. "I um...I wanted to sing a song for all of you," you nervously tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. "With our anniversary being today, I've been thinking a lot about us and all the time that's passed and the what the future will hold, and I-I just thought that this song would be the perfect way to express all of that."

Lucifer placed a hand on the small of your back as he looked down at you with an awe-filled, adoring expression. "I wasn't aware you could play. I would've loved to play with you sometime." You leaned up and pressed a kiss to his lips. "There will be time for that in the future. For now, it's time for your surprise," you hovered your fingers over the keys and hesitated. The song the message shared was important but would be hard for your lovers to hear. You glanced over at them. "J-Just listen, please. Okay?" Beel frowned at the serious look on your face and nodded. He could sense that there was something important about this performance, something almost dire, that clearly frightened you. "Of course." You took in a shaky breath as you began to move your finger across the keys.

"You put all your faith in my dreams. You gave me the world that I wanted. What did I do to deserve you?" Your smooth voice filled the room and wrapped around the hearts of each of the demons. They smiled gently at your words as a warmth filled their chests. In the years that they were fortunate enough to have you in their lives, they had spent every last second doing their best to keep you happy. They would give you the world if you asked for it, and you knew that. "I follow your steps with my feet. I walk on the road that you started. I need you to know that I heard you. Every word." Since coming here, the brothers have shown you a number of things. Lucifer taught you to be more confident and take pride in the things that you've achieved. Mammon taught you that it was okay to be selfish sometimes to do the things that you wanted. Together, you and Leviathan learned that the only opinion that truly matters is your own. Satan taught you that you define your own fate and meaning and that no one can say who you are except you. Asmodeus taught you to appreciate the pleasures in life, no matter how big or small. Beelzebub engrained in you that your body is a temple that you must cherish, look after, and love. And finally, Belphegore taught you that it's alright to take time for yourself. Each of them had impacted you and fundamentally changed the way that you looked at life, and you would never be able to thank them enough for that. "I've waited way too long to say. Everything you mean to me," you swallowed down the lump that was beginning to form in your throat. You had waited too long to tell them this, that much was true. By now they were irreversibly attached to you. Though you were grateful for it and loved them in return, there was something all of you had been avoiding discussing. You took in a shaky breath; you couldn't hold it off anymore. "In case I don't live forever let me tell you now," You could hear their breaths get caught in their throats. Lucifer's hand froze on your back, while Belphie quickly sat up from where he was laying on your shoulder. "MC, what are y-you saying? What are you-" Levi's voice stuttered from behind you. You couldn't bring yourself to look at them as you continued, "I love you more than you'll wrap your head around," you finally glanced over at Levi. The otaku's eyes were wide and filled with fear and concern as he scanned you for any missed injuries or signs of illness. At finding none, his eyebrows narrowed in confusion. You offered him a reassuring smile before looking back down at the keys. "In case I don't live forever, let me tell you the truth. I'm everything that I am because of you." Satan's trembling hand gripped onto your shoulder as he placed a kiss on the top of your head. "MC, my love, that is beautiful. But you can't just say something like that and not expect us to be concerned. Are you alright? Should I be getting a doctor or Barbatos or do I need to take you to a human hospital?" You paused for a moment to turn to your lovers. "I'm okay. There's nothing wrong with me, only that I'm human," you watched as they tensed in realization. "Treasure, that's not-" Mammon stepped forward, but you lifted a hand to stop him. "I've been thinking about the passing of time a lot lately, a-a-and I need to say this. Please, just let me finish?" The sound of your voice close to tears had the brothers wanting to do nothing more than wrap you up in their arms and never let you go again. But there was this desperate glint in your eyes, that none of them could deny. Belphie laid his head back down on your shoulder and buried his face into the fabric of your top. "Go ahead, angel. We're listening." You turned your head to lightly kissed his head, whispering a small thank you, before picking back up the song.

The music filled the room once more, but unlike before where it filled your lovers with joy at the thought of such a sentimental gift, a feeling of dread and unease now swirled in their stomachs. "I've carried this song in my mind. Listen it's echoing in me. But I never helped you to hear it." Your mortality was something that had weighed on your thoughts for years now. You never mentioned it for you knew that the brothers would just brush off the subject. They had lost so much already; they didn't even want to begin thinking about the day when you would no longer be with them. But with each passing year, the subject had become more and more crucial, yet you were still too much of a coward to bring such a distressing topic to light. You had hoped the song would lighten the blow, but based on the way Mammon's eyes were squeezed shut and his fists were pressed to his mouth, as though whispering a prayer, it hadn't. Tears pricked your eyes at the sight as you felt your throat tighten. "We, we've only got so much time. I'm pretty sure it would kill me if you didn't know that pieces of me were pieces of you." It was true. You carried the boys with you where ever you went, both literally through your pacts and figuratively through the pieces of their personalities that you have mirrored throughout the years. You often find yourself mimicking Lucifer's eye-brow raise when someone is acting particularly stupid. The sight of food or beautiful clothes causes your heart to thrumb with excitement, just like it does for Beel and Asmo. You have a deeper appreciation for anime and astrology from your many nights with Levi and Belphie. You're more knowledgeable and educated in literature from your countless hours in the library with Satan. You were more conscious with your money after your few attempts of trying to teach Mammon how to budget. You were one with your boys; a beautiful collage of the experiences and times that you had all spent together. You just hoped that they knew that. "I've waited way too long to say. Everything you mean to me." Asmodeus claimed your other side, as one of his hands moved up to delicately wipe a tear from your face. You noticed, with an aching heart, that his cheeks were tearstained as well. Your lip trembled as you opened your mouth to sing the chorus. "In case I don't live forever let me tell you now. I love you more than you'll ever wrap your head around. In case I don't live forever, let me tell you the truth. I'm everything that I am because of you." At this point, you weren't singing so much as you were sobbing. You could feel your hands tremble heavily as you pushed them to keep playing. The only thing keeping you from breaking down completely was the solid feeling of the brother's touch supporting you as they lent you their strength. You squeezed your eyes shut and played hard on the keys, causing the brothers to jump a little as you began to belt. "I have a hero if ever I need one!" Flashes of the countless times that they had come to your rescue flashed in your mind. Unknown to you, the brothers weren't thinking of them rescuing you at all, but rather how you had saved each and every one of them. "I just look up to you and I see one! I'm a man 'cause you taught me to be one," your voice quivered with emotion as you held the falsetto note at the end. You leaned over the keys, suppressed cries falling from your lips as your shoulders shook. Beel placed a hand over top of one of your own and met your gaze. "You don't have to finish this MC. We understand what you're trying to say and we can just end the song here and talk if you want." It was tempting. Honestly, your hands our practically useless with how much they were shaking. But this wasn't just for them anymore. Speaking the words that had been swarming your mind for too many years out loud, although painful, also freed you from a sense of guilt that you weren't even aware that you were carrying. "I-I'd like to finish it. I-If you all don't mind." Belphie's arms came to wrap around your waist and Asmo

pressed a kiss to your cheek. Lucifer's hand on your back moved in comforting circles, while Satan repeated the motion with his thumb on your shoulder. Levi moved closer to lean onto the piano for support. Mammon gave you a tearful smile as Beel lifted his hand off of yours. "Of course. Take your time, honey bun." You took several deep breaths to calm yourself before lightly playing the chords. You met the eyes of your partners and hoped that they could see the utter adoration and passion that was flooding through your veins for them. "In case you don't live forever let me tell you now," you playfully elbowed Belphie and turned your head to kiss Asmo's cheek. "I love you more than you'll ever wrap your head around." As the music picked up the tempo once more, you couldn't help but grin even as tears poured down your cheeks. "In case you don't live forever, let me tell you the truth. I'm everything that I am-" You closed your eyes, tilting your head back, as you allowed yourself to give in to the music and fully feel everything that you had been suppressing. "Woah, Woah, Woah. " As you began to sing the melody again, your eyes snapped open as you heard the brothers harmonize alongside you. Lucifer, Satan and Beel's low voices rang deep like the growl of thunder. Asmodeus and Belphie hit the higher octaves, chiming like bells ringing in the wind. Mammon and Levi sang the original notes with you, remaining strong and pure like waves against a shore. You laughed brightly as a radiant sensation of love blanketed you in warmth and soaked up any traces of fear that lingered. "In case I don't live forever, let me tell you the truth." You looked around at the brothers tenderly and softly played the final notes. They all smiled back at you, eyes gleaming with that same sense of passionate affection that you had felt moments earlier. Your heart fluttered in your chest as you came to a realization. No matter how much or little time you had left with each other, you would spend every moment of it at each other's side loving another unconditionally. "As long as I'm here as I am," you rested your head on top of Belphie's and smiled softly, "so are you." *** This was so sweet and sad at the same time and I just LOVED writing it! Oh my goodness, I haven't written a song fic in ages, so this was a little challenging, but I just loved it so much. Thank you @ester-is-here for this beautiful request!*** TAGLIST: @thegrimgrinningghost

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[shadowsinger11]

Inspiration

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader

Requested by anon: Could you do a Fred Weasley imagine where he falls in love with Harry’s younger sister. (Maybe a after the war where he lives)

Word Count: 3.3k (my hand slipped oops)

Genre: Fluff, childhood friends to lovers, mutual pining etc.

Warnings: Slight innuendo, Fred being cute and hot simultaneously

Tags: @self-ship-love @susceptible-but-siriusexual @hufflexpuff @neovannii @jenniweasley @elf-punk @heart-of-tempered-steel @itseatyourdamnapples

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Masterlist

Ottery St Catchpole, Devon, England, July 16, 2000

It was a chilly Sunday evening. The summer air buzzed with excitement and the tender aroma of magnolia as tiny white and pink petals were gracefully falling from the huge cherry trees, carried by the light breeze. Twilight painted the horizon in liquid gold and fiery red, soon followed by mellow shades of dark blue that brought countless sparkling stars.

It was getting the slightest bit colder, but it did not matter; nothing else mattered but the loud cheers and cheerful music, celebrating the official bond between a Potter and a Weasley under the wide night sky.

You couldn't have been happier for your older brother, Harry, who was currently dancing with Ginny, his now wife - now and for the rest of his, hopefully, but not really likely, peaceful life. For the longest time you've been wondering how he'd always manage to get into trouble even as a small First year with no experience in the wizarding world whatsoever. Or, perhaps, that was the exact reason as to why evil-battling and rule-breaking were such common practices when hanging out with him.

However, there was no fighting that day. There was no room for worry and fear when the entire Weasley family and their loved ones were gathered on the clearing in front of the Burrow, chatting, laughing, dancing, singing, drinking, celebrating and living for what seemed to be the first time since Lord Voldemort's fall. Danger was practically nonexistent in that blissful moment which was frozen in time, once having looked agonizingly distant and impossible to hope for. But that dream was no longer just a foolish fantasy to heal wounded hearts. It was there, and it was happening in the most beautiful way imaginable.

And suddenly, all those clichés of a married life weren't even clichés. They were simply humble wishes of people who had witnessed far too many horrors in such a short period of time, and only craved stability among the massive chaos. So when you glanced at Ginny, a twirling blur of flaming red hair and a gorgeous wedding dress, you didn't feel the need to comment on how banal the color white was. You genuinely smiled, admiring the pure, exuberant joy, visible in her eyes and scarlet cheeks. Harry looked just as, if not even happier than his wife, dancing in the ridiculous but wholehearted way that only he could, and old memories of him winning the golden egg, training Dumbledore's Army and kissing Ginny in the common room for the very first time flooded into your mind.

It had truly been a long time since you had seen Harry careless and free like that.

You yourself had spent an ungodly amount of hours preparing the yard for the ceremony all day; rearranging chairs, decorating, making sure everything was going by schedule, only to then dance your tired feet off, and though you wanted to continue having fun with Hermione, Luna and the rest of the girls waiting for you, you really needed a break. And a drink.

Excusing yourself to leave the particularly interesting conversation you were having with distant Weasley relatives, you slipped off your black flats that, despite looking absolutely stunning, hurt your feet terribly after an entire day of fussing over the color of napkins and flower bouquets. Barefoot on the grass, you walked over to a chair next to a table which seemed to have been occupied, but judging by the mostly empty glasses and plates, the guests weren't coming back anytime soon.

You tossed your shoes aside with a sigh and rushed to rub your aching toes, hissing from how sore they were.

How has Ginny been dancing like that for hours?

"Enjoying the party, I see?" a familiar deep, slightly husky voice commented, causing you to look up.

It was none other than Fred Weasley, dear friend from childhood, staring down at you, his ever-present charming smirk resting on features and hands shoved into the pockets of his dragonskin suit. But it was his flaming red hair that made your eyes widen - it was carefully smoothed back, shining under the moonlight like liquid iron.

Fred's eyes still contained their famous, loveable mischief, except now slightly tamer and calmer. His firm biceps had visibly grown in size, stretching out the fabric of his coat just a bit to give you a prominent silhouette that caught you off guard.

It had been two years; he had changed so much.

And you were afraid to admit you had too.

You blinked in surprise, processing his uncharacteristically sophisticated appearance before realizing what he had asked you.

"Would've enjoyed it far more if my legs weren't killing me," you groaned half-heartedly and leaned back on your chair. "What's with your hair?"

"What's with your feet?"

"I asked you first," you cut him off. "I bet Ginny is responsible for this."

"Actually…" Fred trailed off, and, whether on purpose or not, ran a hand through the ginger locks to keep them in place, unaware of how you suddenly wished the hand doing the graceful motion wasn't his. "Mum insisted that I looked my best. What can I say, it's not like George and I usually listen to her, but we thought we'd make an exception this time; our sister doesn't get married every day. But honestly, Ginny couldn't care less about how we looked as long we showed up."

"So like usual, you mean?" you giggled. "Showing up is an achievement for you even if you're underdressed?"

Fred beamed, pearly white smile complementing his formal outfit. You wondered if he used that exact smile to effortlessly allure costumers and business partners at work.

He rested an elbow on the table as he leaned forward.

"Come on now, darling. I know you find my messy hair irresistible either way."

His cockiness only caused you to laugh, though Fred was quick to spot the flash of nervousness in your eyes; it brought him immense pride to know he was the one to turn you from confident to adorably bashful and flustered in the matter of seconds.

He was looking at you intensely, expectantly waiting for you to deny his flirty accusation despite your shyness.

"Nah, Weasley. It only reminds me that even at twenty-two you still do not know how to use a comb."

Fred's eyebrows shot straight up to his hairline, mouth agape. For the first time, he actually needed a second to form a reply.

"Didn't see that coming, I give you that. Courageous one, you are."

Your heart fluttered with joy and you openly grinned, shrugging in half-hearted humbleness.

"Perhaps I am."

Speaking to him felt unusually energizing, as though you had jumped headfirst into a chilly lake. It was unfamiliar and it set your nerves on fire, causing your stomach to twist and turn with sensations that left you dizzy, but unbelievably thrilled. And you wanted more of it, you wanted more of him.

"Fancy a drink?" Fred offered, already pouring champagne into a glass before handing it to you, and you keenly took it.

"Thanks, I've been thirsty with all the preparations I was doing."

"Is that why your legs are killing you?"

"Exactly, I've been running around all day, making sure everything was in order… you know, a lot of organizing and the like."

"It must hurt quite a bit then," Fred commented with a pained grimace. "But I absolutely get you, Georgie and I are just like that when it comes to the shop. It's a lot of accounting if I'm being honest, though I admit he's way better at it. We need to be completely precise; we can't allow any mistakes."

"Woah," you laughed. "Control freak much?"

He wettened his lips, never breaking eye contact.

"Perhaps I am."

You tilted your head to the side, gaze piercing into his in hopes of finding out what those gorgeous brown eyes were hiding. The tiny playful flames in them were eloquent.

Shifting slightly in your seat, you smoothed out your bridesmaid dress and raised your glass, the ghost of a smirk playing on your lips.

"Cheers to us control freaks then."

Fred mirrored your smug expression and your glasses met with a clink. The bubbly liquid tingled your throat, undoubtedly refreshing you and cooling you off. You glanced at the people dancing in the centre of the clearing and giggled - Ginny had apparently thrown away her white shoes long ago, bare feet stepping elegantly on the grass.

"You see, I'd like to chat a bit more with you, but I'm afraid it's a bit too loud here. What about we go to the pond across the field?" Fred suggested, pointing at the woods behind his back. You had visited them countless times when staying with Harry at the Burrow during holidays years ago; the tall trees and the glistening waters had never ceased to bring you comfort.

The noise started to become bothersome, and you felt it even more necessary to continue your conversation somewhere private, the unknown causing butterflies to erupt in your stomach. Fred's presence could only be compared to a shot of whiskey, or the sensation of anticipating a tidal wave to crash into you in less than a second. It was wild and the tiniest bit terrifying, but oh so tempting as it pulled you in.

"I'd love that, but… you know," you grinned and playfully swang your sore feet. "Can't really walk."

But this didn't at all seem like a problem to Fred Weasley who only shrugged and stood up, "You don't have to. I'll carry you."

"Merlin, no! Please, it's not necessary."

Fred frowned, but his confused expression was soon replaced by an amused one.

"You said it yourself that your feet hurt like hell. And even if carrying you around isn't necessary, it doesn't mean I don't want to."

You attempted to tame the butterflies.

"No, no! You seriously don't have to, I promise," you frantically protested as you held up your hands in front of you to reassure him, but he only gave you a weird look. "I can walk on my own. I'll be too heavy for you."

"There's only one way to find out."

Fred walked over to you and leaned down, one hand sneaking around your waist and the other slipping under your knees. You shrieked in terror, arms flying to clutch at his shoulders, and heat rose to your cheeks from the abrupt contact. Your chests were pressed together, and you were afraid he'd be able to feel your racing heart. His skin was warmer than you had thought, and it successfully fought off the night summer chill.

"Are we going?" Fred whispered down at you, lips so close to yours that you recognized the nuance of champagne in his breath, mixing unbelievably well with the scent of cinnamon and sandalwood of his cologne.

Not only is he sinfully attractive, but he smells heavenly too?

"Yes," you breathed and let Fred effortlessly walk across the meadow with you in his arms. They brought this new, odd, yet familiar sense of security, and you allowed your head to rest against his chest, nervous gaze wandering off into the distance in hopes of not meeting his. Nevertheless, curiosity eventually took the best of you, and your eyes would occasionally flicker to his, which were now completely black under the night sky. They could swallow you whole, you swore.

Minutes later, you found yourselves in the company of old, enormous willows which surrounded the pond you so vividly remembered from your teenage years. You thanked Fred as he carefully let you down, and took a few steps forward to look around and drench in the misty moonlight that enveloped the area. The waters were crystal clear and completely still, reflecting the moon and its majestic silver glow. The bushes had grown significantly over the time you were away, and you fondly looked back at the moments when you would pick up colorful wildflowers in the summer before your fourth year.

"Shall we sit?" Fred asked quietly from right behind your shoulder, and you followed him with a nod. You found a comfortable spot on the fresh grass to sit, a few feet away from where the water met the soil and moved back and forth ever so slightly.

"It's more beautiful than I remember," you noted, lips curled up in a barely visible smile. Fred hummed in agreement.

"That's why I always make sure to come here every chance I get when I return. But, unfortunately, that's very rare in my case."

For a moment, there was only the chirping of crickets and the soft bubbling of water.

Fred turned to you.

"Remember when mum used to call for us to de-gnome the garden and we'd hide here? We could stay in the bushes for hours before we eventually came back," he recalled, seeming deep in thought. It was an extraordinary sight; for once the playful spark in his eyes was more mellow, there was no cockiness seeping into the way he was holding himself. He was just Fred, the man who was currently thinking with so much adoration and love about his childhood, the most significant memories of it being marked by you.

You wondered, given you ever had the chance to spend with Fred as much time as your older brother did, if the charismatic prankster would have fallen for you like you had done. You wondered, given the chance you had let Fred get to know you better all those summers ago, if his heart would have belonged to you by now just like yours did to him.

Had you possibly missed your chance?

"Oh, I do," you sighed, the tension in your chest vanishing as warm nostalgia crept in like an old friend. "I also remember when I got this really bad nightmare that night. I was so terrified that you took me on a ride with your broom in the middle of the night to cheer me up."

"That's true! My parents don't know about it to this day," he replied smugly. "I can still hear you screaming like a lunatic."

You jokingly smacked his arm, "I was twelve!"

Fred's grin grew wider.

"Excuses…"

This only caused you to stare at him in disbelief and cross your arms, managing your most serious expression, but Fred was aware you were on the verge of failing to keep your stern facade. He squinted his eyes as a teasing attempt to provoke you, smile threatening to split his face in two.

"Alright then, that's enough about me," you announced, and Fred nodded in mock agreement as he studied your playful pretence. "If you're so much better than me, Mr Darcy, what else do you do aside from stealing ladies away?"

"Stealing their hearts," he said confidently, flashing you a seductive smirk, reserved only for special girls back in your Hogwarts days. You giggled, finding his antic utterly ridiculous, but you hated to admit that it still turned your blood into liquid fire. Fred apparently saw right through you, because when your eyes landed on his, they appeared completely dark once again, but, you suspected, for a reason other than the lack of light.

Your throat went dry, and you found it hard to swallow down the lump that cut your breath short.

He ran a hand through his ginger hair as he began to explain, "I'm kidding, you know. But to answer your question, George and I have been working on this potion that should be able to change the color of the eyes and hair. Fun for those who enjoy experimenting with their appearance, but it can also be useful to the Ministry. They're actually going to send a team of a couple of aurors to visit us next month so we can update them on our progress and negotiate the details."

"Wow! That's certainly exciting!"

"Is it? I mean, it probably is, but I've been having second thoughts lately if I'm being honest." He scratched the back of his neck, and you realised you had only witnessed him being anxious when it came to his greatest passion. "I'm afraid we might not be done on time, there's still plenty left to improve."

You put a hand on his shoulder to get his attention, and said, "I'm sure you'll figure it all out eventually. Keep working as you normally do, try not to stress too much over the deadline, and even if things go wrong at some point, don't go too hard on yourself. It wouldn't take away any progress you've made so far."

Fred's body relaxed just a bit and he looked down at you. He couldn't deny the sense of serenity that he felt only when he was with you. Even as a careless young boy, he was able to pinpoint the way his midriff would clench every time you'd laugh at his jokes or ask him to play with you, without knowing what it all meant.

But now, as a grown man, he had a word to describe the bittersweet fire within.

"You know what?" He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. "I could really benefit from having someone like you around to give me motivation."

"Motivation, huh?" you raised an eyebrow, fighting back a smile. Fred sneaked a hand around your waist and pulled you closer.

"Yes, motivation."

"Motivation for what?"

"Marketing strategies, work projects…" he shrugged nonchalantly, "...among other things."

You quickly caught on, suddenly becoming way too self-aware of the way you were practically cuddled into Fred's side, hand resting on his shoulder while his were wrapped around your waist. But his shining confidence seemed to rub off on you, because you asked.

"What's with you offering me a job all of a sudden?"

His bottom lip was tucked between his teeth as he took his sweet time devouring you with his darkened gaze. You didn't know whether you wanted to hide from it, or expose yourself even further to the way it burned its way straight to your core.

"Well…" Fred dragged out in his low, hoarse voice, and caressed your cheek with his thumb before slipping it under your chin to guide it towards his face. You could nearly taste the remaining flavour of champagne on his lips. "I've certainly been feeling…"

Fred went quiet as he got lost in the way you fit so perfectly in his arms; you had always meant to be there, he realised. His mouth crashed into yours, hands tightly gripping your waist, and you let out a gasp. Fred's lips were soft, although slightly chapped, and they moved gently but firmly against yours, turning you into their slave. Your palms naturally slid up his chest and he closed any remaining distance between your bodies by placing you to straddle his lap. The kiss was a dance of pushing forward and pulling back, two lovers having finally found their rhythm after years of living in fearful desire. You were positively drunk on his taste, on him, and you wished to never become sober.

When your need for air overcame the one for physical contact, you pulled away. Your chests were heaving with rapid, shallow breaths, hearts beating in synch like they had always done. You let a finger tenderly trace his cheekbone down to his jawline, then it came back up to draw different affectionate patterns on his face.

"What were you saying?" you asked, clearly out of breath. "How were you feeling?"

He fondly took your hand that was caressing his skin, and lifted it up to press feather-light kisses on your knuckles. His lips retraced their path until they reached the tips of your fingers, and he kissed those with the gentlest of touch.

You heart ached pleasurably from the way he was handling you with such care, much more than you ever believed he was capable of.

After minutes of worshipping you by the moonlit lake, Fred looked back at you as though you were his entire world. And replied with a smile.

"Inspired."

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Random Relationship Headcanons | Felix Escellun x gn!reader

a/n: Hey ! On todays menu I am serving you modern au relationship headcanons. I know for a fact that I can’t write headcanons AT ALL yet here we are, out of spite I will keep trying until I can manage to write good shit. I’m going through a chaotic time in my life so please be patient with me 😭

I’m currently working on tattoo artist! reader x Felix headcanons and college!enemies to lovers one-shot. Knowing that Felix’s fav trope is enemies to lovers, I will post it hopefully before his new chapter drops. I used most of the hcs that were sent to me but if you couldn’t see yours, then it will probably be used on the other works.

No beta we die like men.

warnings: curse words, nsfw under the cut, random sage moments, felix being a ‘the neighborhood’ song basically.

You persuade him to start an Instagram account, and because of his family's popularity, he quickly gains followers. His account is practically empty because he would rather spend his time stalking your account on Instagram. You noticed the emptiness and wanted to take him out and take some photos for his account, which turned out amazingly. He is a little camera shy, so be patient with him.

You like to watch him apply his eyeliner but he finds it so stressing to do under your gaze.  He used to be able to do it easily, but it has now become one of his most difficult tasks. You wanted to ask for his assistance in applying eyeliner to you in the hopes of making it simpler for him; he agreed but quickly regretted it when he realized how near your faces would be. You with your eyes closed, waiting for him to drag the line as he was only thinking about how bad he wanted to kiss you. 

Felix has a Polaroid of you and stella in his wallet I said what I said.

When it comes to himself, he can be a pessimist, but when it comes to you, he is the most loving and positive boyfriend you could ever ask for. You have a dream ? He is ready to help you achieve it. Do you want to change in your life ? Go for it, He’s more excited than you are.

He can be quite insecure at times when it comes to your relationship because he feels like you deserve the world but the world is too big for his tiny hands. Will his cuddles be enough ? God he hopes so.

He almost cried when you told him you loved him for the first time. He's also baffled as to how you might feel the same way about him.

Drunk Felix is really clingy and honest. Whatever he can’t say sober drunk felix can and definitely will.

“May the stars let my death be between your glorious thighs amen-“ “Felix-”

Felix is weird but it add to his charm. It’s not unusual for you to wake up in the middle of the night and find the pillow besides yours empty. In the dead of night, you will find Felix munching on some weird ass food combinations.

He also has a habit of doing things that are extremely adorable without even noticing it. Like walking around the house in his oversized shirts, his hand clutching at the cuffs whilst the other one sheepishly rubs his eye.

“Can I lay on your lap ? I promise I won’t fall asleep. I just need to rest for a little.” His voice is so soft and hushed. “Of course, come here.” He throws himself onto you as he comes hopping on his tip toes.

He falls asleep on his desk too often, so you have to carry him back to his room, where he snuggles against you while you lead him there. Once he's in his room, he insists that you stay with him, so you wait until he falls asleep as you play with his hair, and he wakes up thinking it was all a dream.

I firmly believe that Felix’s love language is acts of service. Like making you coffee and bringing you random snacks as you work or wrapping you up in fluffy blankets whenever he catches you slacking on the couch.

He's been romanticizing anything and everything since he met you. When he sees beautiful flowers, he wants to bring them to you, but he also believes that their beauty stems from the fact that they are alive, so he argues and stresses a lot when deciding what to do in simple situations like these.

His edginess belongs to his impulsiveness and his style only at any other situation he's a complete softboy.

And I'm certain he knows a variety of card tricks. He enjoys showing off, and he enjoys it even more when you become fascinated and beg him to share the trick.

If you're a morning person, you'll probably spend your mornings alone in solitude, finishing work before the day begins, but if you're a night owl, you and Felix will go out for night walks and Felix would go out for night walks, sharing headphones to play some music, enjoy each others presence and develop a habit of watching the sunrise together.

Felix makes you playlists at the most random times and with the most random names. Until one day he sent you a playlist at around 4 a.m called “you”, filled with his favorite music. He usually sees music as a safe space for himself and now that you are his safe place too it’s only appropriate for him to do so. This only further proves how he spends his time thinking about you.

I feel like Felix would have what most would call "attachment issues" but it’s mainly because of his protective tendencies. This is not to say that he’s this "overly jealous toxic" character; rather, he has never had anyone to truly call his own in his entire life so he would do anything to protect it.

Felix is also big on astrology, so if you want the perfect birth chart, he'll give it to you. Also he owns a lovely deck of tarot cards, and if you ask him for a love reading, he can't manage to keep his words and feelings to himself so he modifies your reading according to him and his desires. Let the boy abuse his powers for the sake of love.

His style could be described as dark academia, his wardrobe mainly consists of dark colors, lots and lots of blazers and a lot of oversized shirts. He also loves jewelry so he owns a lot of rings and chains. Just so you know, if you're wearing any of his rings, his heart is doing cartwheels.

Is it obvious that he loves it when you place your hand in his and play with his rings with your fingertips.

Spoil him. Buy him that baby blue hoodie with cat ears.

“Ah, you look adorable.” “Isn’t it a bit too b-big ?” “You could say that. Do you mind ?” “No, I like it that way.” “I would know.” You smirk followed by felix’s gasp. “If you so desperately wanted a cat boy you know you have me right ?” Nudging your shoulder, Sage leapt into the conversation. “What is he talking about ?”  Felix grumbled, only to notice two fuzzy triangular fabrics on top of his head as he brushed his fingertips over it.

He’s obsessed with your hands, kissing your knuckles, drawing circles in your palm. At a certain point it became an involuntary gesture he does it quite often without realizing.

He’s also canonically extremely blushy but he would never admit it. You’re convinced he uses some sort of make up because it is not possible for the pink dusting his cheeks to look this good.

He insists that you’re cold even in the warmest weathers because he wants to see you in his coat.

Sage forces Felix to take his thirst trap Tiktoks.

He really appreciates it when you add to his herbal tea collection without him noticing and he considers it a sign of affection because he takes his tea very seriously.

He loses it when you call him baby he gets flustered and frustrated but it’s all because it rolls off of your tongue so nicely that he can’t get enough of it.

Felix owns a broad collection of scented lip balms some of them are tinted. You didn’t hear this from me.

He never once took anything the Sage says seriously until he saw how well you two got along. He never thought that he would be standing there taking relationship and flirting advice from the frat boy.

Felix is a complete asshole when he wants to. He’s very verbal about it too. Consistent sarcastic remarks and eye rolls. I mean it runs in his blood, look at Escell.

You love it when he suddenly whips out the confident Felix, it’s not a daily occurrence you know.

When Felix is concentrated, he’s lost and there’s almost no way you or anything else can distract him. So it’s time to grab some colorful hair clips and ties to fuck around with his hair.

Felix is not the best at verbally expressing his gratitude towards you. He doesn’t know what he would do if you weren’t there for him at the lowest points of his life where normally he would close himself and bare the weight of his family problems and personal life issues that he can’t seem to get out of. Now he has you, someone who’s willing to listen to him and offer him a warm embrace when he needs the most. 

While you to play games together, when he wins he wears that iconic shit eating grin of his with pride looking at you through the corner of his eye. “Shit, what do you want me to say to that felix ? Perhaps I should call you master now that you won ‘one’ fucking round.” He is praying that the screen light is covering the fact that he is a blushy mess after hearing you say that.

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I cannot stress this enough but he is extremely vocal in bed. Whining, trying to restrict himself from making too much noise but failing miserably.

Muffled pants, choked sobs and lots of pleasure infused tears.

He loves getting praised during sex but what he loves more is to get praised after it’s all over. Like you telling him how great he was, how well he behaved, how good he made you feel. He experiences sub drops a lot so please assure him that he did well :(

He’s into power-play but not in a submissive or dominant kind of relationship, it’s more of a psychological thing where the fact that he can see how good he makes you feel gives him a rush of confidence and adrenaline.

I believe that this motherfucker is a masochist, pain makes him more excited than getting an update on his favorite author who went on a year long hiatus and that is saying a lot.

Bite him. Scratch him. It is so stimulating for him he can reach his high just from those actions.

Fuck do anything to his ears bite, lick, pull, blow on it. He is extremely sensitive so anything you do will basically drive him out of his mind. It will most definitely lead to him trembling beneath your fingertips.

You must think that you are the only one who is such a tease but you’re wrong. Felix teases you quite often mostly to direct your attention towards him or to keep your attention on him. He’s quite greedy when it comes to you and your hands on his body. Unbuttoning unnecessary amount of buttons on his shirt to show a little skin that he knows you’ll notice. Playing with his necklace placing the chain between his lips dragging it towards the inside of his bottom lip teasing the metallic charm with the tip of his tongue. He definitely ain’t oblivious he knows exactly what he’s doing and he makes sure that you know exactly what he’s doing.

When he’s in the mood he will tug the hem of your top meanwhile his eyes are glued to the floor or graze the temples of his glasses between his lips, his teeth lightly nibbling the pointy edge. He loves to play dumb too. When you question him, he acts like he doesn’t intend anything and that you need to get your head out of the gutter.

At the end of the session Felix looks divine. Drool leaking down from his bottom lip to his jaw line towards his neck, his bangs sticking on his sweat coated forehead, his chest rising up and down quickly. His eyes rolled at the back of his head, his hands still clutching tightly to the sheets. Faint whimpers and deep breaths filling the air.

Leading up to the after care, his shy self returns. He buries his face to your chest hiding his blushy cheeks beneath the palms of his hands.

He likes to experiment a lot and you are his favorite subject.

It shouldn’t be surprising to find random kink definitions or role-play ideas on the search history of your laptop. After all Felix just asked for it to write an email, that’s all there is to it. That’s until you offer to try them out.

He doesn’t act upon his jealousy, what he does instead is that leaving marks on you especially around your neck and your chest where he knows it will show. Don’t cover them up if you don’t wanna deal with him.

“People just don’t appreciate art anymore.” “Felix these are, hickeys.” “Oh so now you are judging my art medium ?” “Since when proving Sage that I got railed by you is a form of art ?”

I didn’t see anyone point this out but whenever he is in the sub space he tends to be more on the bratty side. He starts of shy but his confidence builds up as the tension rises. Meaning that you should be ready to get your patience tested.

When you two are in separate places your suggestive words and tone leads up to phone sex, which Felix secretly fantasized about a lot. What made everything even more dirty was the fact that you didn’t know that he was laying on your bed surrounded by your scent and humping your pillow. Once you come back home you are greeted with a fresh pair of sheets on your bed. Apparently Felix decided to do you a favor and clean your room as well as the the whole house. He’s crossing fingers that you don’t notice because he knows that he’ll never hear the end of it.

Felix knows a lot about sex but his knowledge is based upon fiction rather than experience. So, naturally, he is more interested about learning specifically how your body responds to certain actions, what you enjoy and what you’re interested in so teach him. He’s a good student and oh well he’s a quick learner.

Pull his hair pull his hair put his hair pull his hair pull his hair pull his hair pull his hair pull his hair.

When he settles between your legs as he ties his hair, he places the hairband between his lips and looks up at you with half lidded eyes. It’s his definition of torture.

Even though he doesn’t give off that vibe, he is very freaky if you would’ve known what his AO3 tags consisted of you would agree.

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