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arece · 1 year
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Never Saw the Start
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♤ John Wick x platonic!f!reader (father/daughter duo) series masterlist
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♤ Summary: You make it to the Continental, threats are made. (2.3k)
♤ Warnings: John Wick violence, swears, injuries and blood descriptions.
♤ a/n: There will definitely be more parts, although I'm not completely sure where it's heading. I've begun a tag list so just comment or send in a request to be added! If you want to request little one-shots or ideas you have of these two I think that'd be fun too!
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You were shaken awake by John, unsure how long you slept you still felt a bit drowsy. “Can’t sleep too long on that head. We’re here.” You looked up to see a tall and posh hotel that stood at an angle.
Your door was opened by John who guided you out. You attempted to take off his jacket to return to him but he just pulled it tighter around you. The doors opened for you and you were shocked by the inside of the hotel.
To say it was nice would be an understatement. You and John heavily stood out in your disarrayed states. Both with ripped clothes and drenched in blood, John with a limp to his left leg that you hadn’t noticed until now.
You slightly shrunk into yourself, uncomfortable with the stares of those around you. Little did you know it had more to do with the fact that John Wick was accompanied with a child. As you approached the front desk you were greeted by the manager who held a friendly smile.
A person brushed past you in a rush, you leaned into John, trying not be shoved down by the person in their urgency to exit the hotel.
“Good to see you again, sir. With a guest too?” The man questioned at the end. He studied you but in a way that you weren’t bothered by. John leaned against the desk to relieve pressure against his leg.
“Charon,” he greets, “I’ll be needing a room for her.” The manager's smile dropped into a frown that swam with sympathy. “Is she a member?” The tone of his voice suggested he already knew the answer to his question.
John tensed, the familiar glower you’ve already become accustomed to returned. “Is Winston available?” Charon sighed but nodded. He gestured to a private elevator, “at the bar, sir.” John stood back up and pulled you to follow along.
Before you could disappear into the elevator the manager called out to John, “your other guest… would you like me to bring them out?” John looked at you before nodding at Charon. He disappeared for a moment, when he remerged it was now accompanied by a gray Pitbull.
She ran over to John excitedly, he leant down giving her a few pats as she licked him. She turned around to you, cautiously sniffing you. You couldn’t help but let out a slight squeal as you knelt down to be at the dogs level, “you have a dog?”
You giggled as the dog grew excited with you and jumped at you. John slightly smiled before calling you both to the elevator. You and the dog were now glued to each other's sides, you gave her snout a big kiss before turning back to John, “what’s her name?”
“Dog.” He pressed the button to the last floor and you pouted. “You got this cute dog and didn’t give her a name?” John looked amused at your outrage, reaching past you to give Dog another pat. “I did name her; Dog.”
“That’s not a name-” You were cut off by the elevator's ding and its doors opening. The atmosphere's playfulness evaporated as John’s stance stiffened. His smiles and banter with you morphed into his stoic business stature.
You and Dog followed close behind him, stopping when the bartender called out a joyful, ‘Jonathan!’ your brows furrowed only to discover she was talking to none other than John Wick. “Hello, Addy,” he kindly answers her.
“To think I’d see you back. I thought you’d be done after…” She trails off, pointedly staring at Dog. You looked between the two and Dog as if that’d help you learn what she was referring to. “I guess I’m not quite retired again.”
Addy’s focus snapped to you, seemingly just taking you in, “a job or mini Wick?” 
“She’s not-”
“He’s not my dad.” Both of your voices overlapped with each other. She nodded, pushing a glass towards John that he took without question. “Job then. You’re definitely not old enough for what I have in stock, good with water and some snacks?”
It had been over a day since you’ve last had anything to drink or eat and right now the sound of water and a simple snack seemed like heaven. You nodded eagerly, she grabbed them both for you with a wide grin.
“I’ll be seeing you, Jonathan and not-mini-Wick.” You waved at her, slipping Dog a piece of the cracker you bit into. John nodded to Addy and guided you two to a booth near the back. He waited for you to get settled with Dog and ordered you to sit there.
“I have to talk to someone, you wait here. I won’t be long.” You scooched over to the middle, Dog sitting at your side and stealing more of the food. “John,” you called after him. He paused. “What if I can’t stay?” Will you pass me off like he did? Will I be alone?
“We go somewhere else.” We. You relaxed into the seat, a relieved smile grew on your face. You shot him a thumbs up, chugging back your water and watched him make his way towards an older man reading some papers with a pair of glasses hanging low on his nose.
“Winston,” John greeted. Winston looked up from his papers and smiled when he caught sight of who called for him. “Ah, Jonathan, what may I do for you.” John took a seat in front of him at the table, rubbing at his left leg.
“I have a guest here.” Winston placed down his papers and removed his glasses from their place on his face. “Are they a member?” Winston, being the only person able to read John’s expression, frowned, displeased.
“You know the rules, the Continental is members only. No exceptions,” he looked back down to his papers. John sighed heavily, pushing his hair back and rubbing his forehead. “She’s a kid.” Winston’s attention snapped back to him, catching sight of you a few tables from them.
“Who would entrust you with a child?” Winston looked nothing short of concerned. “She’s in need of protection. Desperate need.” John emphasized. Winston sighed, peering at you. You were giggling along with Dog, still covered in blood and scrapes.
“I wish there was more I could do, Jonathan. Child or not, she is not a member.” John’s jaw tensed. The easy way never worked out. In the Continental you could stay without being harmed while John dealt with the Spade’s. Now he’d have to bring you with him, leaving you out of his sight was too risky.
He gazed back at you only to find a man had joined your table, a man showing off a spade card. John roughly shoved back his seat, catching Winston’s attention. He strode over to your booth, lifting the man up by his collar and tossing him out of the seat.
“Now, let’s not forget hotel rules,” Winston called out from behind in an attempt to prevent the chaos that was about to ensue. John knelt down to the man and held him menacingly, You were cowering back in your seat with Dog growling in front of you.
“What do you think you’re doing?” The man chuckled but the shaking of his hands gave away his fear of being up close to the infamous John wick. “Passing along a message. I’m safe to do so, not even you can hurt me here, Baba Yaga.”
John yanked the man closer, leaning in, “you won’t be able to hide here forever. Now speak to me, not her.” The man grunted at the little shake John gave him. “He wants his pin. Amends can be made but without it, blood will spill. The attack earlier was just a warning.”
You reached into your pocket for the spade pin you took from the body only to come up empty handed. You hadn’t dropped it - you know you didn’t. Your mind flashed back to when you first walked into the hotel. The person who bumped into you earlier. You were a thief and didn’t even notice when you were pickpocketed. 
John watched as utter hopeless dread filled your expression, bottom lip slightly trembling. “It was stolen,” your voice shook. The man held down on the floor laughed out, regaining everyone's attention.
“Let there be blood.” His cackles were silenced by John knocking him unconscious. He stood to meet Winston’s judging stare. “I can’t kill him, but I can hurt him.” Winston sighed, unimpressed.
John walked over to you, pulling you from the booth seat. You were visibly shaking, you had a way to stop all of this and it slipped through your fingers so quickly. He placed a hand on your shoulder, stilling you.
“Is the Doctor in?” Winston smiled, “now that, I can do for you.”
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You were sitting on a cushioned chair, Dog by your feet. John was by the door waiting to greet this Doctor. You wrung your hands together looking all around the room, it wasn’t your typical doctors office - not that you’ve been to many.
Your anxiety was through the roof, not knowing what direction you were heading after this. From the way John had addressed his ‘friend’ you guessed you weren’t welcome in the hotel, and now it was made clear the Spade wanted you dead for a lost pin.
“If it was stolen it’s important and people know it. Valuable things are sold, I know someone who knows everything happening in the city.” He had read your mind. “We go there next?” You asked, leaning down to pet Dog for some comfort.
John shook his head, “we go home next. I have some things I’ll need for future problems.” You had a feeling by ‘things’ he meant weapons and lots of them. “Can you teach me how you use a knife like that?” You wave around your arms, mocking his earlier actions with added sound effects.
“You’re not touching a knife,” he deadpanned. “What about a gun? I’ll need to protect myself,” you pointed out. John stood strong, unaffected by your act, “you won’t be needing any of it.” You grunted in frustration, picking at a scab that started to grow at your knee. 
You thought back to the guy down at the bar, remembering the name he called John by. “What that guy called you - Baba Yaga, like the boogeyman?” He moved from the door, dragging a chair from the corner closer to you and taking a seat.
“Yes.” You watched as he rubbed at the leg he was limping on earlier. “I don’t think it suits you.” He leaned back into the chair, calling over Dog which made you frown over the loss of her attention. “Why’s that?”
“I’ve always imagined the boogeyman wearing a top hat.” He instantly scowled at you, “I’m not wearing a top hat.” You failed at swallowing the laughter that built up from the conjured image of John wearing a top hat while fighting the bad guys.
“Do I get a nickname now since I’m with you?” You tried to call Dog back to you but she stayed by John’s side, betrayal from Dog hurting you worse than the throbbing at the back of your head. “What would you be called, Likho?” 
You didn’t know what that meant but telling from his taunting tone it wasn’t anything nice. “That was an insult. You just made fun, didn’t you?” Though it was less of a question and more of a statement.
John cracked a smirk but refused to face you, instead focusing on Dog. Traitor. “Is your name really Jonathan?” It didn’t sound quite right for him. “Jardani Jovonovich.” In return you told him your full name.
Another road breached on your journey together. Finally the door opened revealing the Doctor you’ve heard mentioned several times. He was a rather old man, older than John. He had a slight hunch and wore a pair of glasses.
“John Wick and a child?” A fact that seems to shock everyone you meet. “Her heads been hit a few times,” John gestures to the back of your head.
The man walks over to your side, pulling up his glasses and muttering a small, “let me see.” He poked and prodded at your head a bit, you did your best to resist flinching away, instead allowing for hissed out winces to escape.
“Well,” he leans back, “no stitches. Just some bandaging for a slight concussion.” He pulled out some white bandages, medical tape, alcohol, and set to work. It didn’t take him very long to patch you up, used to the rush of severely injured hitmen.
Before he could move on you pointed at John, “what about his leg?” The Doctor moved from you to inspect his left leg. “You did not mention your leg,” he scolded, pulling the ripped fabric from the injury. “A stab wound,” he tsked.
Your eyes widened at the casual way John had hid a stab wound all this time. You watched as the Doctor pulled out a stitching kit, John not even blinking as the needle pulled his skin back together. 
“How many times do I have to tell you to not hide injuries? If not for that girl…” The Doctor rambled on amidst his stitching. John’s face scrunched at a particularly hard yank of the needle that he was sure was done purposefully.
“Well, she’s here now to prevent that.” He stood straight after the Doctor finished his stitching, placing his equipment away into a drawer. He pulled a bottle with a few pills, “for her pain.” John pocketed it and nodded for you to get back up.
You watched as he handed the very same gold coin he took from Aurelio to the Doctor. “Come on, kid.” You thanked the Doctor, now heading out to the place John Wick called home. The preparation for the fight over your life now begins.
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taglist: @khaleesihavilliard @ihatemyselfmorethanmydepression @tamnight
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Lost Boys
Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam, Superfam
Summary: After Jonathan Lane Kent wipes himself from existence by canceling his own timeline, he finds himself stuck in the afterlife where he meets Jason Todd. He still wonders about the life un-lived on Earth, and how his parents would've felt about him.
Jason Todd, who is making the most of being dead, struggles with the reality of what he's left behind. He has one wish and one wish only: to send his family one final message.
Chapters: 1/?
Characters: Jonathan Lane Kent (Laney), Jason Todd, Catherine Todd, Boston Brand, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, John Constantine, Raven, Talia al Ghul, Ra's al Ghul, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake
Relationships: Platonic JayLaney
Additional Tags: Angst, Platonic Relationships, Magical Jason Todd, Resurrected Jason Todd, Queerplatonic Relationships, Canon Divergent AU, POV Multiple
Chapter One: I'm Just A Kid (Laney's POV)
He belonged in heaven. I don't mean that in a he-was-too-soft-for-this-world way or a he-was-the-most-beautiful-thing-I'd-ever-seen way. Jason never looked more at home than when he was in heaven being my best friend... Hell, he was my only friend.
I remember when I met him. I'd just come out of the fog of wiping myself from existence, and I was all alone. I spent who knows how long by myself before the day at the lake changed everything. I dipped my feet in the water and watched as the fish swam past. Freshwater fish had such engaging colors. I often spent my days there watching them swim around. It was always the same group of fish.
That day, in particular, I was overcome by loneliness, and I found myself crying. I just wanted it to end. I wanted to end the loneliness, and I thought I could die somehow for good that the pain would be over.
I wanted to throw myself into the lake and sink to the bottom, and just before I could muster up the courage to do anything, I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Mind if I join you?" the voice asked. I turned to face the source with tears in my eyes, and when I saw how Jason was dressed, I laughed.
"Hey! It's not that funny," he replied, "I'm Jason... Can I join you?"
"I was gonna drown myself, and it'd be awkward if—."
"I was around to watch?" Jason interrupted. "I don't think it works like that up here." He took off his pixie boots and dipped his foot in the water. "I don't suppose you took it into consideration that we're already dead."
"I don't know," I mumbled, "I was just thinking maybe I could—. Wait, how have I been alone so long, and why'd you just show up today?"
"I've never wandered out this way. If that's why you're doing this, I'm here now, I know where all the other people are," Jason whispered, "You still haven't told me your name."
"I don't exist anymore," I replied.
He walked around on his hands and plopped down right next to me. "Doesn't matter if you exist anymore or not. I'm sure you had a name before. What was your name when you existed?" Jason asked. He didn't look directly at me. Instead, he stared at the horizon.
"Jonathan Lane Kent," I answered.
"Laney?" he suggested.
"Sure... I guess," I replied. I hated it, but I didn't really feel like being Jonathan anymore.
"What's wrong?" Jason asked.
After sitting with him for what felt like hours, he got up to leave, and I grabbed his hand. "Please," I begged. I couldn't bear to be alone again. He squeezed my hand, and he took me to a cottage.
Jason stopped at the door. "This is my favorite part of being here," Jason whispered with a big smile on his face. "Ma! I'm home!"
She opened the door and embraced him, and he introduced me to her. "This is my Ma, Catherine," Jason replied as he went into the kitchen and set the table.
Something in me felt sorry for him. I almost forgot how badly I felt before I met him. He made my plate, and I stood there wondering why he felt the need to make dinner for dead people. I stood in the doorway and watched as he worked, and I pushed a hand through my hair. "Laney, you eat beef?" Jason asked. I nodded.
We all sat at the table and started to eat. Catherine doted on him and fixed his collar, and they talked about the food and their life. I was too busy stuffing my face to include myself in the conversation. The food was good. I hadn't tasted anything in so long. Their cottage was so warm and inviting that I almost forgot I wasn't alive. "Have any family you might want to see here?" Catherine asked. I shook my head. "Well, you can stay with us."
I smiled at her. I could see where Jason got his warmth. He poured me a glass of juice, and something in his eyes seemed sad. "So, who are you?" Jason asked. "Who are your parents?"
"My parents?" I asked. Jason nodded. "Clark and Lois Kent... Superman and Lois Lane? I dunno if they're even—."
"I figured, I just wanted to make sure," Jason whispered, "But you don't seem like—."
"I wasn't raised by them. It's a long story," I interrupted. Jason nodded. "But I don't exist anymore, so I don't really belong to anyone."
"Belong to?" Jason and Catherine questioned me at the same time, and I went back to eating. I didn't know what to say. I just didn't want to speak anymore.
The dinner seemed neverending. Part of me didn't want it to end. When the day as we knew it was over, we lay out among the stars, and I stared up at the sky. I wanted the night to stretch on forever. I thought that if the night ended that everything would be over. I thought I'd be alone again. "I was sad at first, but I think it's okay that I'm dead," Jason stated. I turned to look at him as tears streamed down the side of his face. "I um-. I miss him, though." He sniffed, and I turned on my side and reached for his shoulder before stopping myself.
"Who?" I asked. He turned his head away from me.
"Bruce... I mean, I know I'm better off here, but I—. No. I know... I just want to say it... I never said it when I was alive," Jason cried. "He was more of a dad to me than my own—. He was my dad. I just want to talk to him one more time."
I brushed his hand with my pinkie and looked back up at the sky. "I killed a lot of people, Jason... I don't know. I um—. I had to erase myself from existence to keep from messing up the entire—. I don't think my dad would want to talk to me even if I—."
He took a sharp inhale of air, and I sat up. Before I could try to say anything else, Jason wrapped his arms around me, and he held me. "We're never gonna grow up, Laney," he mumbled into my shoulder, and I burst into tears. It was the first time in my life that anyone ever just held me, and the first time I realized that I was just a kid too. We stayed there underneath the stars until the sun came out.
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eve-pie · 3 months
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There you are and Welcome!
This probably should've been the first post I've ever made on this platform but better late than never
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So firstly hi! You can call me Eve or Evie (I'm a minor i use they/them And eve is obviously not my real name) and I draw welcome home art but most of you already knew that I am in other fandom's but mostly welcome home will be posted I even created an au which I will get into in a bit
I have like 16 welcome home OCs but please do not confuse me for any of my OCs I have a persona that's being worked on as we speak
Me and Sapphire (OC) aren't the same person none of my OCs are self inserts
Expect for Evie I guess technically she's a self insert
Boundaries:
This is fine!:
I appreciate fanart I love seeing it
You can ship my OCs with your OCs and or with other characters I honestly don't mind it just make sure it's safe and not inappropriate
Asking me questions regarding my OCs is fine with me even with my au that's okay to just as long as it's safe for work!
Placing my OCs in an au (as long as credit is given and I'm tagged) is okay it's the most!
LGBTQ and furries are welcome just don't be problematic
This is not okay!:
Do not under any circumstances repost my art on other platforms such as Pinterest please don't especially if you don't credit me
Using my OCs for anything you will have to tag or credit me for and ask permission first
No proshippers
No lolicons
No shotacons
No zoophiles
No Ai "artist"
Y'all can fuck off if your one of those especially those self proclaimed ai "artist"
Do not ask me anything about my personal life I'm a Minor I won't say how old I am
It's okay to take inspiration but straight up taking my content is a big no no
Please don't randomly ask to be mutuals especially if you are an adult if I follow you back then sure
Don't ask me to make any art for you I simply just won't do it
Do not tag me in suggestive art, do not make suggestive art for me or my OCs, do not tag me in something that doesn't regard me or my OCs however mutuals will get a pass on this if your a follower or random person don't do that
I might do commissions
If you are an adult and we are mutuals do not private message me for anything i don't care
IF WE ARE NOT MUTUALS DO NOT TAG ME IN SOMETHING THAT DOESN'T CONCERN ME if you made fanart for my OCs or Au then sure but those tag chains i will not respond
I also won't respond to tag chains doesn't matter if we are mutuals or not
I never really know how to respond to tag chains or how to react that's kinda why
Please do not ship Evie with anyone not even your OCs the only one you can draw ship art of her is of course Howdy or Barnaby which is preferred the other neighbors are optional all but wally he shouldn't be shipped with Evie because their relationship is only Platonic
And I won't allow Poppy x Evie either no just no
Regarding ships for Evie for the love of God please ask me for permission first if you are not a Minor and way out of my age range don't bother to ask mutuals still need to ask as well
With that being said let's move on to my au
Cuphead au:
I created the cuphead au and here are my boundaries for it
Ship art between the characters is a alright but keep it platonic don't ship Wally and barnaby or Wally with Julie Wally and barnaby are underage Julie is an adult OC x Canon as long as they are in the same age group is just fine and Dandy just no NSFW
Placing your OCs in the au is welcome! Be sure to tag me I'd love to see it!
Do not make any Ai chats or NSFW of my au if I wanted to make a ai for Cuphead Wally and Mugman barnaby I would have done so
Fanart of the characters are just fine and Dandy but again no NSFW I'm a minor and don't want to see that
Please do not try to claim my au as your own and if you make anything related to it please tag me
I'm still thinking through this so if you wanna ask questions about my au go right ahead! My box is always open
Here's my persona puppetsona
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I used to use Sapphire as a place holder for my puppetsona but not anymore don't confuse them please
Oh wait here's the post regarding Everyone's design in the cuphead au
And here's everything lore wise
And for Welcome My Neighbor there's this post look through the hashtag for any other post
Tags:
#patches bashful
#wh cuphead au
#cuphead au
#Welcome My Neighbor
Thank you and don't forget to wave up high!
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cottongrave · 8 days
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Welcome to @jestersking 's writing blog! This is my safe space to write what I want about anything and everything all of the time. My main fandoms as of now are lifesteal smp, colorcrew, outcasts smp, noname smp as well as one particular smp that should not be named... It doesn't mean I'm only limited to them, as I'll probably write some other MCYT stuff as well!
My requests are semi-open, which means you should feel free to ask me anything you want, but it's not a 100% chance that I'll fulfill it. Still, I'll try my best! Stuff I WILL write: - Ships WITHIN CC's boundaries. That doesn't mean I'll accept every pairing, as there's some that I'm personally uncomfortable with. But if you have a rarepairing, I would be more than happy to write about it! I fucking love rarepairs. - Violence/mediocre gore/psychological horror. - Family dynamics, friendships, platonic relationships in general! - Anything related to queer and transgender themes like dysphoria, internalized homophobia, complicated (and not) relationships with gender and sexuality. - AUs!!!! Stuff I WON'T write:
- NSFW or any suggestive content of any type. - RPF. - x reader or y/n. - Dream SMP. - Anything with CC's listed below: Subz, Scott Smajor, YelloWool, DocM77 and Rasplin. Probably going to add more later. Here are some of my personal favorite dynamics that will probably appear here often! - P.O.G (platonic and romantic) - Condo Duo (platonic only) - Twink or Tree Duo (p) - Wenzo&Myles (p) - HKT (p) - Branzy/Skip/Chief/Clown or how I call them, Lavender Polycule (r) - Mod Trio (p and queerplatonic) - Astelina&Razmoose (p) - Swagdoons / Scam duo (p&r) - Boosfer&Andres (p) - KnD / Kiev (p&r) - JackAttack&Baablu (p) - One House Duo (p&r) - Leowook&Zam (p and family dynamic) Tags: #cottonstypings - all the writing stuff #cottonsasks - answering / requests #cottonsramblings - offtops / headcanons #cottonsimportants - important announcements
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twstwonderlandstuff · 2 years
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ITS SUMMERTIME!
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warning: it's going to be a very long post, since it's a little annoying for me to break it off into different posts and link them & stuff.
about me & the blog:
call me Cherry AND AM HAPPILY MARRIED TO SILVER (silussy) AND SEBEK, MY BELOVEDS! I use she/her pronouns, and am a reblogging, writing, art and OC blog all at once!
I mainly reblog twisted wonderland, but genshin impact ,obey me , mystic messenger and ikemen prince make their rounds too.
as for my writing content, requests are currently [CLOSED] for twisted wonderland!
have an archive blog called @ramblings-of-an-internet-person for my old stuff, but that I believe tumblr shadowbanned that, or something.
as for the recent and upcoming stuff, I write it here! I have my rules written under the cut, so be sure to read carefully~!
art is something I do casually, and I'm a little over a year old to it, I still have much to learn! it's usually of my OC's or twisted wonderland.
speaking of my OC's, I have three of them! my most beloved people- I cherish them very much, so please don't be afraid to ask about them. my inbox is always open for them!
writing rules: [REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!]
🍉 I have the rights to reject any requests I don't vibe with~
🍉 If a rule is broken, I will attempt to work around it, but if I can't, then I can't.
🍉 None of my works are proofread, so sorry in advance for typos!
🍉 I'm not going to write ALL the boys, so the ones I CAN are listed as follows:
Riddle Rosehearts
Deuce Spade
Ace Trappola
Jack Howl
Ruggie Bucchi
Jade Leech
Floyd Leech
Azul Ashengrotto
Kalim Al-Asim
Epel Felmier
Malleus Draconia
Lilia Vanrouge
Silver
Sebek Zigvolt
Grim
🍉 and these are the boys I CAN'T write:
Trey Clover
Cater Diamond
Leona Kingscholar
Jamil Viper
Vil Schoenheit
Rook Hunt
Idia Shroud
Ortho Shroud
Staff (Dire Crowley, Ashton Vargas, Divus Crewel, Sam and Mozus Train)
Cheka Kingscholar
RSA (Neige Le'blanche, Chenya, Ambrose the 63rd)
🍉 I repeat, these are the boys I CANNOT and WILL NOT write.
🍉 I am open to write headcannons and short scenarios! How long/short these pieces are and their style depends on me and my mood~
🍉 You can and are encouraged to request more than once!
🍉 The limit is 4 characters for headcannons and 1 character for scenarios. The exception to this rule are the first years (Ace, Deuce, Epel, Jack and Sebek)
I can do:
Soft yandere (devotedness and love sickness)
Fem! Reader and GN! Reader (P.S.: if your request has no specified gender, I will automatically write them as gender neutral)
Suggestive content
Romantic
Platonic
Fluff
I cannot do:
NSFW
Male! Reader
Character x Character [but feel free to talk to me about them!]
Triggering content (non-con, incest, character death, the usual)
Angst (like, even the slightest pinch of angst. angst to comfort? NO, I cry)
Adult x Child
Things regarding mental illnesses
Song fics
AU's
taglist:
my tags aren't very organized because I started organizing them in 2020, stopped in 2021, then continued the process in 2022. I won't be retagging my stuff from 2021, so... 👍
writing tag:
#stuff hits the fan - my own writing that aren't from requests!
#cherry picking - 500 followers event writing tag!
#sugar rush - requests writing tag
other tags:
#news - either donation posts or actual news
#etc. - the dumpster fire that is tumblr or stuff I don’t have a tag for
#my art - my art. sometimes I forget to tag, but its either filled with my OCs or twisted wonderland.
#weddings!! - the recent trend of people coming to my blog for blessings on their weddings on various twst boys!!
oc tags:
#valencia karasu - my OC for twisted wonderland; my version of yuu a.k.a the main protagonist!
#vivica karasu - my OC for obey me! shall we date; my version of yuki a.k.a the main protagonist!
#himawari nikko - my OC for twisted wonderland; a side character for twisted wonderland!
for reblogging, the character tags are just their names. for example, #twst silver for silver from twst, or #sebek zigvolt for sebek from twst. #mammon is mammon from obey me!, and #gorou is gorou from genshin impact. I don't have the patience to customize my tags m'kay?
I guess that's it...? Be sure to stick around, cuz' I make some pretty cool stuff!
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realmyths · 4 months
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Name / Alias : Star (she/they)
Are you over 18? :Yes / No
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  – W R I T I N G –
Are you selective about who you write with? : No (anyone) / Semi (most people) / Yes (some people) / Highly (few people) / Private (mutuals only). --
Are you selective about who you follow? : No (anyone) / Semi (most people) / Yes (some people) / Highly (few people).
If your muse is canon, how much do you adhere to canon? : Not at all / A little / Some / Mostly / Strictly / Not Applicable. (Most of my canons are canon-compliant, but with my own twist on them. The only muses that aren't are Daenerys, Arya, and Carol. They are canon divergent and largely headcanon-based.)
What post lengths do you write? : One-Liners / Single-Para / Multi-Para / Novella / All of the aforementioned.
Do you use icons and/or GIFS? : No / Gifs / Icons / Yes / Sometimes. (Usually I go with whatever my RP partner does, so if you're iconless, I will be too. Unless I just have to add an icon for whatever reason. But that doesn't happen often.)
Do you write on other platforms? :No / Yes  (Because I keep forgetting I even have a discord. LOL)
What level of plots do you write? : Unplotted / Open-Ended Plots / Semi-Plotted / Fully Plotted Epics / All of the aforementioned (I prefer unplotted-semi-plotted, but will go along with whatever my RP partner prefers.)
How quickly do you usually respond to threads? :Very Slow (more than a month) / Slow (3-4 weeks) / Average (1-2 weeks) / Fast (less than one week) / Very Fast (less than three days)
What types of themes do you like? : Adventure / Romance / Fluff / Angst / Violence / Tragedy / Domestic / Family / All of the aforementioned (Muse dependent, as well. Some muses lend themselves more to different themes.)
What genres do you like? : ( Feel free to add! ) High Fantasy / Supernatural / Science Fiction / Historical / Horror / Comedy / Romantic / Drama / Action / Smut / Adventure / Espionage / Dark / Emotional / All of the aforementioned
Are there any themes you’re uncomfortable writing on your blog? : (Not triggers) No / Yes / Sometimes (Yes, they're all on my rules! :) )
Do you have any triggers? How do you request it tagged? : Yes, but they're on my rules. Including suggested tags people can use. :)
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  – S H I P P I N G –
What types of relationships are you open to? : Romantic / Platonic / Familial / All of the aforementioned
What types of pre-established relationships are you open to? : Romantic / Platonic / Familial / All of the aforementioned
Do you have OTPs? : No / Chemistry Only / Yes
Do you have NOTPS? : No / Yes (for canons only, if you're curious, definitely ask)
What is your muse’s sexual orientation? : Heterosexual / Heteroflexible / Bisexual / Pansexual / Homoflexible / Homosexual / Demisexual / Sapiosexual / Asexual / Still trying to figure it out / Depends on the muse you’re asking (All my muse's sexualities are listed on their pages, linked on my carrd.)
What is your muse’s romantic orientation? : Heteroromantic / Heteroflexible / Biromantic / Homoflexible / Homoromantic / Panromantic / Demiromantic / Sapioromantic / Aromantic / Still trying to figure it out / Depends on the muse you’re asking . (All my muse's romantic orientations are listed on their pages, linked on my carrd.)
Are you comfortable writing smut? : No / Selectively / Yes (if you don't mind, I don't. If you don't want to, I'm fine fading to black or just avoiding the topic tbh.)
How early in a relationship do you ship romantically? : Autoship / During plotting / After a couple IC interactions / Several IC interactions / Slow burn / Plot dependent / Never
Are you open to toxic ships? : No / Selectively / Yes / I am not sure (depends on the definition of the word toxic. Ships where they're a bit codependent but definitely have good intentions towards each other? Yes! Ships with anti-heroes or even villains? Yes! Provided it fits the muse, of course. But I wouldn't be a fan of a ship where the muses were toxic to each other, just because I feel that would be no fun for my muse or for me as a mun, really.)
Are you open to problematic ships? : No / Selectively / Yes / I am not sure (See above, depends on how you define 'problematic.' Obviously, I wouldn't RP anything that I say I won't RP in my rules. However, if there's chemistry and it fits the muses why not.)
Are you open to polyamory shipping? : No / Selectively / Yes / I am not sure (It depends on the muse, but if it would fit my muse, I'd absolutely be up for it, provided other RPers are as well. :) )
Are you an exclusive shipper? : Never / Sometimes / Yes (Depending on muse and my relationships with other muns. But I could see myself having exclusive ships for some canons, and even some OCs.)
Does crack shipping ever happen? : Nope / Yes / depends (Don't do many crack threads, tbh. So no. haha.)
Stolen from @lovepurposed
I tag YOU, steal it from me IDC <3
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saphscorner · 6 months
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☆ pinned post + intro ☆
★ | call me saph! | they/them | ★ ★ | 18 | full time college student | ★ welcome to my writing blog! you can find more of my writing on my archive of our own (also saphscorner)
fandoms ★ hermitcraft ★ the life series ★ hardcore hermits ★ create mod ★ empires smp ★ bungou stray dogs (<- mostly inactive currently) drabble requests are welcome! i cannot make promises about getting to them anytime soon (as i currently have a bit of a backlog of requests from december haunting me), but you're still more than welcome to make them! who knows, your idea might particularly cause inspiration to strike! you're free to send me asks about anything! spam is okay, and dms are also okay. i'll love you forever if you ask questions about my fics or about headcanons!
the majority of my works include shipping! if this bothers you, this blog is likely not for you. in the realm of mcyt, all shipping is non-rpf, and the characters written are exclusively minecraft personas.
i operate within the boundaries of all ccs. if a cc has expressed on record a discomfort with shipping, their minesona will not be written romantically. this currently includes pearlescentmoon, and xisuma. any "ship content" i write including them depicts their characters in purely platonic relationships! i do my best to keep updated on boundaries when/if there are any changes.
this blog will be primarily sfw. anything suggestive or borderline will be tagged as such. for reference, most of my works are g-rated or t-rated on ao3, and this blog will reflect that!
PLEASE DO NOT REPOST MY WORK ON OTHER PLATFORMS! - my personal tags - ★ #saphscorner ao3 - new ao3 posts + fic links ★ #saphs ramblings - general ramblings and less coherent posts (also used on my main blog) ★ #saphs drabbles - shorter, tumblr exclusive drabbles and oneshots (often written by request) ★ #saphs answers - answers to miscellaneous asks ★ #saphs fic recs - my personal favorite fics written by other authors (both reblogs and text posts) ...updated as necessary :)
- au tags - ★ #countryside au - rancher duo centric ...more coming soon...? - faq - ★ "can i translate your work?" yes absolutely! please link it back to my original work ★ "do you do collabs?" yes! if you're interested in collaboration, my dms are open! ★ "can i create fanart based on your work?" i love when people do this, so yes of course! be sure to link my work in your post, and make sure to send me the finished product too ★ "will you write [x] pairing?" i will not write any adult/minor ships (EVER), and i will not write romantic pairings that involve the personas of content creators who have previously expressed discomfort with shipping. other than that, i'm very open in terms of shipping, and i'm willing to write pairings regardless of their popularity (hit me with your unheard of rarepair, do it! /gen). yes i'll write poly ships, yes i'll write qprs, yes i'll write crack ships, and yes i'll write anything from the number one ship in the fandom to the ship that doesn't even have a name yet - dni - ★ rpf and/or irl shippers ★ age 13 or younger ★ general dni (racist, homophobic, transphobic, etc) that's all! this post will be updated as necessary :)
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hi-! im actually really interested in knowing what like.. objectum is? i dont wanna be rude or anything, i remember when i first found out about it i thought i was weird but im really reconsidering those thoughts and i'd love to learn more about what it is :] /gen
im glad you have an open mind! however, I'm not really the best at explaining things, so I'm gonna give it the old college try, and if anyone else has a better way to put it then feel free to add!
basically, objectum is a spectrum of attraction that relates to objects (as it says in the name). there are objectum people who experience object sentience (exactly what it says on the tin usually), and there are people who don't, and everyone in-between! It can be any kind of attraction: familial, platonic, romantic, sexual, sensual, alterous, what have you.
There's also conceptum, for attraction to concepts of things! (there's an anon ask on my blog from someone who is in love with the concept of love, some pretty neat stuff!) Basically, if there's a nonhuman thing (barring animals) then there's a good chance someone out there feels objectum attraction to it!
being objectum can be something a person can identify with alongside other labels! For example, I'm aro-ace towards humans, but pan & objectum towards objects! I do not experience object sentience often (there have been specific cases but it's pretty rare for me), but I still feel love for objects/concepts that I don't think are sentient.
I am also aikin, and I consider the way I feel towards objects to be related to that. Some objectum folks are 'kin and objectum like me, but not all objectum people are alterhuman, and not all alterhuman are objectum.
Hoo boy that was long. Sorry if this was confusing, the little nuances in identity are one of my favorite things to talk about. :]
If you still want to learn more, I would suggest scrolling through the objectum and posic tags to see what other people have to say! I hope you have a nice day/night, and thanks for being open-minded!
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hi im dev or devin idc he/him/his/they/them/theirs pronouns
i write random things from different fandoms I'm in that WILL change a lot due to hyperfixations sucking and beating me over the head. just ask about fandoms I'm in cuz I'm in too many and know too much about too many fandoms instead of useful info
yes i used to have another writing blog called develyn's Friday night funkin but that was during covid crazy time and I was like 15 so most of it was bad and cringe and so was I now I'm 18 and vibin. and yes I'll still write for fnf lol
currently into: overwatch and genshin impact so expect that a lot
im dyslexic and a lil stupid when it comes to certain things so don't mind my dumbass
rules for my writing:
--nuh-uh-- no nsfw (suggestive is fine but nothing that's straight up corn I'm not comfortable with that anymore) no proshipping no large age gaps unless both are over the age of 28, no writing romantic relationships with kids even if the other is a kid no cheating on char/reader/oc no sib/sib ew no canon/canon (not a big shipper srry) --yuh-huh-- oc/canon (I eat that sh up I luv u self-shippers mwah) reader/canon (both platonic and romantic) heavy angst (gimme that sad stuff) au's (zombie au, cafe shop au, other fandom au etc)
dni: homophobia/transphobia or any kind of LGBTQ+ phobia of any kind, racist, proshippers, aroace exclusionists, anything or anyone to do with dsmp, people who use ai to make "art", nft asshats, people who support vivzypop
ermm more about me under cut me guesses
my name is devin, i also go by dev or devi, I'm 18, trans male. aromantic (unless its a fic char lol), i like to draw, write, and read.
i work a lot and like to play games so writing here would be third on my list of things to check but I'll still check n write here when i want or when someone asks lol
im a very chill person and an open book so ask or talk about (almost) whatever w/ me. I don't use a lot of tone indicators and sometimes swear a lot but I'll try more
taagggsss
#devv speaks (talking tag)
#devv's writings (writing tag)
#devv's doodlesss (art tag) rare!
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babyrdie · 3 months
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Post with some basic details just in case.
ENGLISH (ENG)
Why I block?
I'm against using AI to generate "illustrations". If I see that you have something on your blog that suggests that you support it (posted the result after you used it, reblogged it knowing that it's AI, said that you agree, etc.) I will block you. It could be a reason why you're blocked.
I usually don't like online wars about characters. I'ill probably ignore or block you. Even if you haven't specifically arranged a discussion with me, I'il still block you if your blog has a type of discussion post almost every time, even if you're arguing alone. It could be a reason why you are blocked. It doesn't have to be personal, I just prefer to keep it out of my feed.
You post a lot about a topic I have no interest in, but you keep showing up in my feed. It's more effective to block you than to block tags, so that could be a reason. Again, it's not personal.
You post offensive things. This is very rare for me to find here on Tumblr, so it's probably not the reason.
There's a possibility it could be accidental! I'm not even kidding, It's happened before.
My art
I stopped posting my drawings here because of the whole AI thing, but I haven't deleted them. They are all about Greek mythology, because I only posted design training inspired by Greek mythology and I didn't post other fanarts from other fandons that I drew. Anyway, my artag is #IK.
Art reblogs disabled because Tumblr has an annoying thing: even if you delete your original post, the reblog continues. This means that if I ever want to disappear with my stuff, it won't really be possible if someone reblogged me. So disabling reblogs on drawings for control reasons.
Blog content
This account has mainly reblogs.
I'm multifandom and multishipper. You'll see me reblogging things that have nothing to do with each other, like ATLA and TGCF. You'll see me reblog different ships with the same character like Shinomitsu and Obamitsu, including ships that I don't even ship like Apolo x Hyacinthus (I just haven't read any of them yet, so no opinion).
Since I'm already mentione character wars, I also want to add for those who came here because of Greek mythology that I like "morally questionable characters". This extends to Circe, Medea, and Clytemnestra as well. If you don't feel comfortable with someone appreciating them, be aware that I do and I'm not going to give any post I make about them a "hey, I know this character isn't a good person, but…" disclaimer because I don't do that to any character and I think this tendency of people wanting others to let people know that they know the characters are "problematic" is stupid. Also, I like """controversial""" ships like Circe/Odysseus and Medea/Jason (I don't think they're that controversial, but I've seen people who are uncomfortable). And because I see this bringing a lot of debate…I ship Patrochilles romantically! I don't have a problem if you prefer them platonically, but be aware that I like them romantically, so you'll see posts about that regardless of media (if it's TSOA, if it's Hades, if it's from myth, if it's from some comic, I don't care. Food is food , beautiful fanarts will be reblogged). And that is it, I think that for the other content that I consume, there are no characters or ships that I need to warn about.
Interaction
In case you care about age, I'm of age.
I'm definitely not fluent in English. I may not be an active name in any fandom (those people who post and interact a lot), but I'm open to interaction! I don't care about text reblog, comments, private messages or game tag. Just be aware that perhaps our language barrier can generate…well, misunderstandings of tone or wording.
I'm wordy and sometimes too much extroverted when interacting. It can bother some people, so if you don't like/think it's too much, advise me and I stop. I'm fine with it!
I often use the ask system, but always without being anon. But I don't get bothered if someone wants to ask me something using anon, so go on if you want (I don't know why you would ask me anything, but hey it's okay!).
If you see me using "gringo", know that's slang for "foreign". It's not offensive.
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PORTUGUÊS (PT-BR)
Por que eu bloqueio?
Sou contra o uso de IA para gerar "ilustrações". Se eu ver que você tem algo no seu blog que dê a entender que você apoie (postou o resultado depois de você usar, reblogou sabendo que é IA, falou que concorda, etc), vou bloquear. Pode ser um motivo para você estar bloqueado.
Não sou fã de guerra por causa de personagem. Provavelmente vou te ignorar ou te bloquear. Mesmo se você não tiver especificamente arranjado discussão comigo, ainda vou bloquear se seu blog for do tipo de dez em dez posts um é discustindo por personagem. Pode ser uma razão para você estar bloqueado.
Você posta muito sobre um assunto que não tenho interesse, mas você continua aparecendo no meu feed. É mais efetivo te bloquear que ficar bloqueando tag, então pode ser um motivo. De novo, não é pessoal.
Você posta coisas ofensivas. Esse é bem raro de eu achar no Tumblr, então dificilmente é o motivo.
Há a possibilidade de ser acidental e eu nem estou brincando. Já aconteceu antes!!
Meus desenhos
Parei de postar meus desenhos aqui por causa de toda a coisa da IA, mas não os apaguei. Todos são de mitologia grega, porque eu postava apenas treinos de design inspirados em mitologia grega e não cheguei a postar outras fanarts de outros fandons que desenhei. De qualquer jeito, minha tag de desenho é #IK.
Minha postagens de arte estão com reblogs desativados porque, no Tumblr, se alguém te reblogar e você posteriormente apagar o posto original, o reblog permanece. Isso dificultaria minha vida se algum dia eu quisesse sumir com os meus desenhos nessa plataforma, então deixo desativado arte para facilitar meu controle das coisas. Os outros posts seguem normais.
Conteúdo do blog
Esta é principalmente uma conta de reblogs.
Sou multifandom e multishipper. Você vai me ver reblogando coisas que tem nada a ver uma com a outra, como ATLA e TGCF. Também é provável que me veja reblogar shipps diferentes com o mesmo personagem, incluindo os que nem shippo.
Como já mencionei as guerra por personagem, quero acrescentar também para quem veio aqui por causa da mitologia grega que gosto de personagens moralmente questionáveis. Isso se estende a Circe, Medeia e Clitemnestra também, não apenas aos masculinos. Se você não se sente confortável com alguém que é fã dessas personagens, saiba que eu sou. Também gosto de navios """polêmicos""" como Circe/Odisseu e Medeia/Jasão (não acho que sejam tão polêmicos, mas já vi pessoas que se sentem desconfortáveis). E porque vejo isso trazendo muito debate…eu shippo Patrochilles romanticamente! Não tenho problema se você prefere eles platonicamente, mas saiba que eu gosto deles romanticamente, então você verá posts sobre isso independente da mídia (se for TSOA, se for Hades, se for dos mitso, eu não me importo. Comida é comida, lindas fanarts serão reblogadas). Acho que os outros fandons que posto aqui não precisam de nenhum aviso específico, então por hora isso tá bom.
Interação
No caso de você se importar com idade, eu sou de maior.
Prepare-se para ver posts meus em um inglês questionável.
Não sou aquelas pessoas de fandom que postam e produzem bastante e tudo mais, mas estou aberta a interações. Então sem problemas em comentar ou reblogar com texto alguma coisa minha, me mandar uma DM ou até mesmo me marcar em game tags.
Sou prolixa e às vezes muito extrovertida na hora de interagir. Pode incomodar algumas pessoas, então se você não gosta/acha demais para o seu gosto, me avise e eu paro. Não tenho problemas com isso!
Utilizo frequentemente o sistema de ask, mas sempre sem ser anon. No entanto, não me incomodo se alguém quiser me perguntar algo usando o anon, então vá em frente se quiser (embora eu não vejo por que alguém me perguntaria algo).
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sixteenbells · 3 months
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— ❝ 𝚆𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙰 𝐆 𝐎 𝐃 𝚃𝙾 𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻. ❞
dossier. pin board. journal. headcanons. playlist ( wip ). my videos + graphics. personal/gaming blog. cloud strife (main; ffvii).
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RULES UNDER THE CUT.
BEFORE YOU FOLLOW OR INTERACT....
I. this is an independent/unaffiliated roleplaying blog for clive rosfield of final fantasy xvi. i am open to just about all genres and methods of interactions, but bear in mind i reserve the right to refuse any interaction for my own personal reasons and comfort. anything suggestive will be properly tagged, and anything outright explicit be placed under a read more in addition to tagging. i'm open to crossovers, multiverses, oc interactions and any other character under the sun, really, so never be afraid to approach me (even if you have absolutely no idea who clive is). II. i do not follow or interact with minors, and this blog is 21+ for my own comfort. i do check every blog that follows me, even if i don't do so immediately; if you're a minor and i notice you following me, i will block you. III. unfortunately, i am busy and work often, as well as a slave to my fluctuating energy levels. i kindly ask that you be patient with me when it comes to replies, especially ones that are on the longer side. i will get to them, and will never abandon a thread without notice. IV. this is not a spoiler free blog!! i have completed the game twice, as well as the echoes of the fallen dlc, and you are going to see spoilers on this blog. if you are averse to spoilers and have not finished the game, this isn't the blog for you. V. i am also open to interactions on my in-character discord ( @16bells ), and my personal discord can be given upon request to friends. VI. i am not here for drama, so don't involve me in it. i quite literally do not care what personal issues you have with another random tumblr user. i don't want to see it. i don't want anything to do with it. do not come to me with it. i will block you immediately. any problem you have with me can be resolved privately or not at all. VII. all graphics are made by me for use on this blog only. please do not take anything from this blog and use it here or elsewhere without my permission; that's rude. all are made using either official art, my own screencaps, or screencaps from here. VIII. i am open to mains and exclusives. however, that will require a considerable amount of trust and interaction beforehand, and i reserve the right to break either, should i no longer feel comfortable with it. if we are not comfortable as friends out of character, i will likely not be mains or exclusives with you. IX. i am multiship and greatly value chemistry. every ship that may occur on this blog are completely separate from each other unless specifically stated (and plotted) otherwise. i would also prefer for ships of any non-platonic to occur naturally through interaction, rather than have them per-established and scripted. that being said, i am open to plotting ships and pre-established relationships, but my preference will be noticeable, so bear that in mind. X. if you've made it this far, i appreciate you greatly for taking the time to read this! my name is lex. i'm 28, and my pronouns are they/them. while i'm new to the ffxvi fandom, i am not new to tumblr rp and have been doing so since 2012! my old blogs are dead and have been for a long while but my last one was cloud. this blog is still very new and thus, still under construction; please bear with me while i get everything finished and in order. ❤️
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heyitsme1040 · 8 months
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Mine or Theirs? [stucky]
summary : Bucky can't tell if some of his memories are his and that they happened, or if their what Hydra has convinced him. He finally asks Steve for some clarity. Steve is happy to tell him the truth.
pairings : Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes
warnings : None. This may be the tiniest bit angsty near the end. No swearing. This is just purely self-indulgent. Can be read as either platonic Steve & Bucky, or romantic Stucky.
word count : 700
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Steve and Bucky were on the couch. Bucky has his head in Steve's lap while Steve runs his fingers through Bucky's hair. Bucky's just thinking and decides to finally ask Steve for some help.
"Hey Steve? Can I ask you a favor?" He starts.
"Sure Buck, what do you need?" Steve easily agrees.
"Some of my memories," Bucky closes his eyes, "I can't tell if they're mine. Or, y'know, what Hydra wanted me to believe. Could you just, I dunno, tell me? Like if they really happened or not?" By the end Bucky sounds so unsure of himself.
Steve's fingers never once falter in their path through Bucky's hair, "Of course."
A few moments pass in silence. Bucky takes a deep breath to steady himself, then opens his eyes to meet Steve's. "When your mom died... I looked after you?"
Steve nods, "Yeah Buck, you did. You were my best friend, so you suggested we get that apartment. I wasn't eating, I barely got out of bed. I was a mess and you helped me find a way to keep going."
Bucky releases a breath he didn't know he was holding, glad that was his memory. "You rescued me. Back in the war. That Hydra base. You found me and got me out of there?"
Steve hates how uncertain Bucky sounds about having been rescued. "I did, " Steve chokes out past the lump in his throat. "You kept repeating your name and tag number. Like you were trying to cling onto who you were. I found you and got you out of some medical lab after freeing everyone else they captured. You weren't with them, but I knew you had to be there. I wouldn't leave until I found you," Steve trailed off. "We led all the others back to camp together."
"That's when they first," Bucky takes a shuddering breath and shakes his head. "I just remember not believing you'd found me. That there was no way I'd get out of there. I couldn't remember if that was real or if I was so desperate to be saved that my brain made it up."
Silence passed while Steve stroked Bucky's hair. Bucky processed what Steve told him, relieved it was real. Glad Steve had found him that day.
"Any other memories you're questioning right now?" Steve carefully prompted. "I can answer them whenever you're ready," he reassures, not wanting to pressure Bucky.
Bucky turns his face away as he states what he knows, "I'm just a weapon. Only good for harm. A means to an end."
Steve's fingers still and Bucky stiffens. Steve guides Bucky's face to look at him, but Bucky's eyes are tightly shut. Awaiting an outcome that Steve knows isn't true.
"Look at me," Steve urges and eventually Bucky's eyes meet his. "That's not real. Hydra made you believe that. That's not your thought, it's theirs. It's wrong," Steve says fiercely with such conviction."You are not a weapon. You're not some tool. You're a good person, Buck. Please try to believe that. I know it. You've always been good, okay?"
Bucky can't help the tears trying to fall. He weakly nods with a sniffle.
"You were forced to do things you didn't want to," Steve continues on. "You were tortured. They wanted you to think that you were a weapon so that they could control you. You aren't what they tried to make you into Bucky. You're a good man who always looked out for me. You fought the guys who picked on those smaller than them. You'd take a girl out to meet her friends so she'd be safe. There is nothing bad about you. You're one of the best people in this world. One of few to this day."
Bucky can't hold back his tears any longer. They fall freely and race down onto Steve's lap. Bucky slowly sits up and clings to Steve. Steve guides Bucky's head to his shoulder and scratches the hairs at the nape of his neck.
"Thank you," Bucky wetly chokes out.
Steve just holds him closer still.
"I will always tell you if something was real or not," Steve promises. 
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Author's Note : Reblogs are appreciated, likes are welcome, and if you want to read more of my fics then maybe follow.
©heyitsme1040 If you find this post on any platform under a username different than heyitsme1040 it is not their work.
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self-shipyard · 3 years
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They're gushing buddies!
(Because, realistically, who else can they talk to about their boyfriends?)
I know I already posted a drabble today, but this has been in my skecth book for a while so I just had to clean it up and share it!
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heyitsrcoor · 3 years
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Meet-cute
Genre: Fluff, unrequited love, friends-to-lovers
Pairing: Day 6 Jae x Reader
Length: One-Shot
Meet-cute [noun] /ˈmiːtˌkjuːt/:
(in a movie, etc.) a humorous or interesting situation in which two people meet, that leads to them developing a romantic relationship with each other. (Cambridge Dictionary)
ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: Absolutely Smitten (Dodie Clark)
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Your 12-hour shift at the hospital just ended. The census hasn’t gone down for days and while you’ve gotten so good at convincing yourself that you’re strong and resilient, you can feel the weariness seep in through your bones.
While walking to your apartment, you noticed that the bookstore on the corner of the street has finally opened its doors. A part of you wanted to walk past it, visit another day when you’re not wearing your nurse’s uniform, tired and sweaty. But the urge to scan the book selection was much stronger and so you find yourself pushing its glass doors. The bell chimes welcome you.
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The warm lights and the smell of new books were enough to calm your weary soul. The bookstore was smaller compared to the well-known ones located at the malls, but it had the organic and cozy vibe of a library which you’re very much well pleased with. And the fact that it’s not crowded yet means you’ll be able to roam around freely.
You were feeling giddy when you finally reached the non-fiction section. Your eyes scanned each title, looking for any familiar ones that could be in your TBR list.
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Finally, you see a white spine, “When Breath Becomes Air.” You grabbed for it hastily which caused the books beside it to topple down.
You bowed down to reach for the books but a hand beat you to it.
“Oh thank you.” You said as you stood upright. The person was really tall that you had to tilt your head a little bit to be able to see their face. You held your breath as you stood face-to-face with a handsome, bespectacled, human being.
“Was just looking for this.” He smiled as he held the book you accidentally dropped—Being Mortal by Atul Gawande.
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You pretended to be cool about it like it’s not at all a big deal to meet your ideal guy (superficially speaking) in one of your most favorite places.
“Yeah? Sorry for accidentally pushing it to its death.” It sounded alright in your mind but having said it in words made you internally cringe.
He held the book and scanned it for dents. He shrugged, “Nah, it survived the fall—despite being mortal, oh God, that was so bad.” He let out a hearty laugh which you swore could melt an iceberg. “Anyway, thanks!” He smiles once more before turning his back.
Your heart deflated a little bit. Sharing a joke with a handsome stranger at the bookstore. Isn’t that the perfect recipe for a meet-cute? Except you’ll probably never meet again. Just another statistic of your “could-have-beens”.
Well, he could have asked for your name or YOU could have offered a book suggestion. Except he probably doesn’t find you attractive enough and you don’t have the guts to make the first move on a stranger.
You shrugged the thought away. Too much Kdramas and romcoms do screw your brain a little bit. You looked at your book once more. Right, maybe you should just fill your mind more with philosophies and thought-provoking stuff. Nonetheless, you can’t contain the smile forming on your face. Butterflies should stay in the gardens and not on your guts.
•••
When you said that book guy is just another statistic of a failed meet-cute, you were pleasantly surprised to find yourself wrong.
Two months later, you’re at a coffee shop waiting in line when you spot him sitting near the window.
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He was wearing a white uniform, busy typing on the laptop in front of him. Unlike the scattered papers on his table, he looked serene. He adjusts his eyeglasses and you notice how slender and beautiful his fingers are.
“He’s a student.” You thought. Before you knew it, you started computing for your possible age gap. Given it has only been a year since you’ve graduated, 5 years would be the maximum gap if he’s a freshman. You cringed at the thought of dating someone younger. Moreover, you cringed at the thought that you’d actually date someone out of your league.
“Good morning! What’s your order?” The barista’s voice booms as if calling you out back to reality.
“Oh…yeah, uhh..” You proceeded to recite your order and another 5 orders of your co-nurses at SICU (Surgical Intensive Care Unit).
Waiting for your orders, you purposefully sat on a table that could give you the best vision of him in a very lowkey manner. Whatever that is.
You tried your best to be nonchalant but your eyes would subtly glance at him.
Oh wow, is that a great view from the window? You thought as you glide your eyes to where he was. To your surprise, he was looking at you too.
You dropped your gaze for a few seconds and looked up at him once again. He was smiling and your heart starts to palpitate.
Did he recognize you?
You watch him raise his hand, waving.
Entranced, you almost waved back but a person walks past you, her white skirt blocking your view of him. You watched her sit right in front of the book guy. Your book guy. She was wearing the same uniform as him. A classmate. A really pretty classmate.
You clenched your hand. You felt embarrassed, angry even. Angry at yourself for always expecting that someone would actually look at you. And stupid for thinking that meeting your soulmate would eventually be as exciting and memorable as the Kdramas.
The barista calls your name and you get up. You picked your orders and left without turning back.
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The thing about reality and romance is that not every encounter will be explosive. No, it won’t be as fast as love at first sight. Sometimes, love would come in the most mundane and gradual way possible.
A week later, you’d see book guy at your workplace. He’s one of the two med students on their clerkship assigned in your unit. He’d introduce himself as “Jae” and before you could do the same, he’d utter your name and everyone would be curious to know how you knew each other.
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You’d dread the fact that he’d recognize your embarrassing moment at the coffee shop but he’d say that he actually recalls meeting you at the book store. And that he just read your name from your name tag.
Days, weeks passed.
Coincidence or not, your schedule would almost be the same and so you’d spend most of your shifts with Jae. You’d almost feel tired answering his seemingly endless questions.
You’d give him a heads up on what to expect on his first observation in the OR and he’d let you borrow a book in return.
You’d still catch yourself sneaking a glance at him but work would eventually drown his presence.
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You’d sometimes spend your lunch together and you’d learn that you share the same taste of music and that he plays an instrument too.
You never seemed to run out of things to talk to and sometimes—a lot of times, you’d entertain that idea that he could actually like you.
But you knew that expectations lead to disappointments so you’d eventually settle your heart that whatever you had is just purely platonic friendship and you’d convince yourself that you are totally fine with that.
You thought that once he leaves your unit, whatever connection you had will mellow down. But then he asks for your number and his first text would be “Started benign in the morning, now I just assisted in delivering a baby. Is it normal to feel like crying?”
He’d send you memes about cats and your fave shows and soon you’d develop your inside jokes.
You tried your best to keep cool and ignore the butterflies but then something actually happens.
1 year later, he’d confess to you in the same coffee shop.
"I like you. I really like you." He said.
You’d be left speechless and be teary-eyed.
“How…? When?” You’d ask.
He said he could not forget how he was amused at your facial expression when you were picking your book at the bookstore. He said he would have stricken a longer conversation if not for his dad waiting on his car who was his ride at that time.
At the coffee shop, he noticed you while you recited the lengthy orders of your workmates and he was impressed.
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He did smile at you but his classmate and partner in a school activity coincidentally arrived.
And no, he did not read your name tag. He knew about it when he heard the barista called you and he remembered.
When he saw the hospital he was interning at, he wondered if you’d be there. When he saw you at the unit he was first assigned at, his heart felt like it could jump out of his chest. He thought it was “fate” and it felt like fate because your schedules would usually coincide. He said knowing you more each day excites him and gives him joy. You were his kindred spirit and confidant. You just clicked.
And just like that, your unrequited-love streak comes to an end.
"Thank you." You answered and Jae's eyes started to quiver. He opens his mouth but no words came out.
Realizing your mistake you started to say sorry which made everything worse.
Jae forced himself to smile but you can see the pain in his eyes. He thought he was being rejected!
You took his right hand on the table and held it firmly. "I like you too, Jae."
His eyes widened and he started laughing.
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"Oh God, I can't believe I'm capable of having 5 different kinds of emotions in less than 10 seconds."
"Cute," you muttered.
"Did you just call me cute!?"
You shook your head and smiled. "I mean... I guess you're my meet-cute after all."
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