#i'm usually fine but sometimes i just get a bit hopeless

[heartsoji]

haikyuu boys with an s/o who's really scared of horror movies

pairings: iwaizumi x reader, oikawa x reader, tsukishima x reader, bokuto x reader

a/n: lol this is me i actually cannot with horror like at all

warnings: post-timeskip in iwaizumi's

iwaizumi hajime

iwaizumi's pretty good with horror movies

occasionally, he'll be a little caught off-guard with a sudden jumpscare, but he's pretty much fine otherwise

now YOU..

you are not ok.

you are screaming, hiding, and tearing up

he honestly doesn't really understand what's so scary about them

since i hc iwaizumi to be a realist, he'd be like

it's a movie. it was filmed. those are actors. it's so obvious none of that stuff could ever happen in real life

still, he understands that you're really scared and tries his best to comfort you

time to put those beefy athletic trainer arms to work

he lets you cling onto them for the whole movie and lets you use then as a stress ball

iwaizumi's a traditional, old school, cheesy hopeless romantic. convince me otherwise.

therefore, his method of comfort usually comes in the form of soothing words and back rubs in his arms

its actually quite nice. he lets you scream into his titties (HE HAS TITTIES AND THEYRE MORE ROCK SOLID THAN REGINA GEORGE'S MOM'S. CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE.)

when you're truly scared scared (like heart pounding, sobs racking ur body, you're def gonna get rlly bad nightmares type of scared scared)

he will probs turn it off bc he thinks that no movie ending is worth this much terror

he cares about you a lot, after all. he thinks its slightly amusing when you're screaming your head off at the obviously fake blood, but he would never want you to be fearful for real

rubs your back and whispers soothing words into your ear

"its ok" "i'm right here" "don't worry, i'd protect you if they ever came" type of stuff

after you've calmed down a bit, he'll try to make you laugh

jokes, tickles, anything, really!

he hates seeing you scared. he just wants you to be happy

10/10. marry me sir.

oikawa tooru

lol

hate to break it to you but

tooru is equally as scared of horror movies

you guys have to cuddle up in blanket burritos together and scream at every jumpscare

honestly you both only make it through the movie through sheer willpower

if you're crying, he'll try to comfort you, but tbh he's pretty damn scared himself

however, once the movie is over, he's totally fine

movie forgotten. out of memories. what movie should you guys watch next?

but YOU

you're still crying

you're still really shaken up

you're def gonna have nightmares

he takes that opportunity to be the manly man he is and swoops you up bridal style

he's very charming. he looks at you in the most dazzling, heart-melting way

lol boy u were just crying too stfu

he cuddles you close, and just like iwa, whispers sweet words into your ear

however, unlike iwa, they're much more...childish? playful? how to describe them..

"it'll be ok. your big, strong, boyfriend will protect anything that tries to hurt his princess" "*dramatic gasp* YOU DON'T THINK I'M CAPABLE OF FIGHTING IT OFF BY MYSELF? HOW COULD YOU UNDERESTIMATE ME LIKE THIS? THIS.. THIS IS BETRAYAL" "they don't even look that strong. im sure i could hit a volleyball at one and it would rip into two!"

stuff like that

he would make sure to cuddle you extra close that night

overall, he's pretty fun and is good at making everything seem less serious. 8.5/10!

tsukishima kei

honestly, he's as affected by horror movies at the average guy

he doesn't find them as terrifying as oikawa, but he's definitely not as unaffected as iwaizumi

but you'd never know that

why?

he just hides his emotions really, really well

also he just sometimes focuses on the wall behind the tv and drowns out the voices

he just sits through them and bears them, basically

now, why? why in the world would he do this when he doesn't even enjoy it?

to make fun of you, duh. shouldn't that have been obvious?

when you leap 30ft out of your seat into the air, he laughs at you

he'll even add onto your fear by like grazing your opposite shoulder when you aren't looking and pretending he didn't do it

hes a brat

but honestly, he partially enjoys it when you spring onto him at the jump scares, no matter how much he denies it

as we all know, the boys a lil shy about asking for affection

with horror movies, he gets your affection without even asking for it! yay!

but once the movies over, if you're really shaken up, he'll use his giant beanpole arms and spoon you until you fall asleep

but then he'll be an ass about it the following week

pokes, grabs, jabs you and will say,

"huh? it wasn't me. maybe it was the (wtv villain or ghost or spirit or wtv from the movie)!"

2/10. makes fun of you and makes the movie even scarier tbh. the 2 points r only bc of the comfort he gives after its over.

bokuto koutaro

like most things in life, bokuto goes between two extremes, and never crosses into the middle

he's either having super insane cut shots that go BOOM

OR he's doing awful and is in his emo mode

same thing with this

he either isn't affected by it at all and just laughs

or he screams when the character breathes a lil too heavily

now, if he thinks the movie's not scary at all, he's pretty good to watch with if you're super scared

during the scary parts, he lets you cling onto his beefy arm while he just watches the movie in amusement

like there's a really scary scene where there's a huge jumpscare into the most climatic scene in the movie and you're burying your face into his arm but in the background you just hear:

"HAHAHAHAHA! Y/N Y/N! YOU GOTTA SEE THIS! HE'S...HE'S GETTING CHASED BY THIS GREY LITTLE CHILD! HAHAHAHA ITHIHIHIT'S EYES LOOK LIKE TAPIOCAAHAHAAHA"

"oh the grey little child is smiling! it's kinda cute! why is the main character guy sweating? he looks like me right after a long game"

"why'd the grey little child pull a purple thing out of his throat? what's that? i wonder what it tastes like though..i think it would be a thick gummy texture, but maybe a little gooey on the inside. definitely grape-flavored. the really sweet artificial good one. oh.. now i want a gummy!"

yeah

he definitely makes it less scary because he makes all the scary stuff seem really stupid

honestly pretty nice. you might not get as many nightmares because of him

now

when he's terrified, he's more terrified than you

*main character sneezes* "AHHHHHHH"

think oikawa x 800

mhm

honestly, you kind of have to take the comfort role even though you're deathly afraid of horror movies

"kou, he's just walking. its ok."

honestly he makes it seem less scary like this too because it forces you to see why the movie isn't actually that scary because you have to find out the reasons to comfort him

8.7/10. a sweetie

#iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi x you #iwaizumi comfort #iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi fluff #iwaizumi #haikyuu iwaizumi #iwaizumi drabble #iwaizumi x y/n #iwaizumi hcs #iwaizumi drabbles #iwaizumi scenarios #oikawa x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa toru x reader #oikawa comfort #oikawa drabbles #oikawa drabble #oikawa tooru #oikawa headcanons #oikawa fluff #haikyuu oikawa #oikawa x y/n #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima x you #tsukishima comfort #tsukishima kei x reader #tsukishima fluff #tsukishima #haikyuu tsukishima

[culxiaa-fn]

[Outside Date]

You two went on a date outside of the school for the first time!

[Fem!reader]

---[masterlist]---

Ace Trappola - Amusement Park

When thinking about the date, Ace is not that nervous.

His logic is, it's just the usual, we just hangout outside today.

But when Kantokusei comes, dress all nicely and is different from the usual way she dresses, Ace's mind went blank.

[name]: ACEEE~ did you wait long? Sorry I kinda got sidetracked.

Ace:.....

Ace:(HUH?! WHAT'S WITH THAT OUTFIT?!? SHE LOOKS SO CUTE?!)

Ace: (well usually she dresses all boyish because of the situation she is in)

Ace: You look dumb

[name]: Eh?!

Listen- in Ace defend, when you are used to seeing your girlfriend flip a buff and students that are taller than her like her daily routine, you would be shocked too.

Ace is a casual boyfriend, he is not all sappy and hopeless romantic relationships with him usually chaotic but if alone it's kinda relaxing.

This guy definitely wants to go to a haunted house for his shit and giggle.

[name]: Ace there will be jumpscare in a second.

[name] & Ace: UWAH!!

Ace: WHY ARE YOU SURPRISED?! All of your predictions are right??

[name]: Hehe, I'm not scared, I'm just surprised by the loud noises.

Watch him being breathless and is the one that is more scared than Kantokusei.

[name]: Ace... Are you okay?? Do you want water?

Ace: Kantokusei... Why?

[name]: Ace... I live with 3 ghosts, do you really think I would be scared of that?

Ace: DAMNIT

Deuce Spade- Aquarium/Zoo

Deuce always managed to make himself nervous.

Like??? The usual "date" is just going to Sam's mystery shops. But today! We! Are! Going! Out!

More importantly Grim and Ace is not here!

When Deuce sees Kantokusei with he "date outfit" he is very close to passing out.

[name]: Deuce~ Thank You for waiting~

Deuce: (UWAAAHHH SO CUTE?!?!)

[name]: Deuce??? Hello??

For the first hour Deuce will be a bit quiet compared to his usual self.

He is really not used to Kantokusei dressing with this in this kind of outfit.

Deuce definitely brings stuff like umbrellas and bandaids. He wants no- need for this day to be perfect!

Deuce: Kantokusei, we have been walking for a while do you want to take some rest?

Deuce: Are your feet okay?? Just tell me if you want a rest okay?

He actually takes so long to gather courage to compliment your outfit. By the time both of you are going back he decided to say it .

Deuce: Kantokusei! Um, your outfit is pretty today!

He is gonna run. Definitely. Can't show his girlfriend that he got like this just from complimenting her! Yup! That's definitely lame.

Jack Howl- Snow Skating/Surfing

Jack loves his hometown that is covered by snow, and his girlfriend that's always by his side. So what is a better idea than bringing his girlfriend doing his favorite activity.

Jack sometimes forgets that even though the sight of his girlfriend flip and punch a student twice her size is a regular sight in school, she is still a girl (not in a bad way!)

Now, complimenting someone is not his strongest point, he got awkward. What do you mean his girlfriend can't just read his mind.

Jack: you look... different today

[name]: hm? Bad different or good different?

Jack:... Good. You look... cute..

If you don't know how to skate or surf, don't worry! Javk will teach you how.

He will take it slow and always hold your hand.

Proud boyfriend once you get a hang of it.

Jack: slowly... Careful now.

Jack: hm! You did well. I will be taking my hand off.

If you are cold Jack will warm you up! If you ask nicely he will give you his tail(!!!)

Will bundle you up if you and start sneezing.

You will end up being a bundle of floof.

Jack: your nose is red.

Jack:here take my scarf, It's fine, I have a higher body temperature compared to you.

[name]: My personal hand warmer is not here today...

Jack : *sigh* here not the same as Grim but my tail is fine right?

Epel Felmier - Arcade

Epel is used to treating his girlfriend roughly, it's not like hitting her or something but he treats her like his sworn friend.

Sure he sometimes shows caring and sweet boyfriend sides, but not like a total gentleman. He knew his girlfriend was not a fragile person.

But this???? Sometimes it slips from his mind that she is still his GIRLfriend(if you can get the image that she threw a 190cm Beastman to the floor cause their comments are a tad bit annoying)

Epel: uwah...

[name]: ?hm?? What's wrong??

Epel: ah- no, just not used to seeing you dress like this...

[name]: does it look bad??

Epel: nah, you look nice.

Arcade date with Epel is... Something...

This dude is so competitive, like?? Relax??

Somehow manage to win the stuff at the claw machines. Will proudly show off to Kantokusei.

Although he is not a prince charming, he is still a Pomefiore student! Vil drills etiquette into his head daily ya know! And he is not a scum! Of course he will protect his girlfriend from a bastard.

Epel: oi, you got a problem? Are you blind?!

Epel: should I teach you some lessons?!

Well... Goodluck trying to prevent him from brawling with that dude.

Sebek Zigvolt - Food hunting

Sebek, most of the time is busy with his knightly duties. So he can't go somewhere far and too long.

This is also why it slips his mind that his girlfriend will be dressing like that and she looks damn good too.

But Sebek is not a guy that is generous with his praise and compliment. Unless you are Malleus Draconia, then he will gladly sing you praises until his throat bleed.

But, you are still his partner, and it is his duty to tease, I mean praise you.

Sebek: Oh?? You look like a proper lady now.

[name]: 💢💢 huh? Want a fight??

Sebek: It's just, the sight of you brawling with other students makes me forget that you are a lady *his annoying handsome smug face*

[name]: 💢 I will tell Lilia that.

Well bye Sebek, you are dead.

Jokes aside he will be taking candid pictures cause?? He wants to admire his girlfriend's outfit??? LEAVE ME ALONE SHE LOOKS AMAZING IN THAT OUTFIT

Date with Sebek is mostly just checking out a good restaurant or popular eating spots.

Sebek is growing and he is always hungry, so eating with his girlfriend?? A win. Also ,he can see her stupid cute face while she was eating that stupidly sweet tooth rotting dessert.

You will be surprised how much he can eat. Damn you crocodile.

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland #twst #ace Trappola #deuce spade #jack howl #epel felmier #sebek zigvolt #ace trappola x reader #deuce spade x reader #jack howl x reader #epel felmier x reader #sebek zigvolt x reader

[bogginswritings]

Sleepless Nights for the Damned || Percival de Rolo x fem!reader

I'm sorry for my absence. I didn't write anything here in the last like 9 months. Writers block and school were killing me. I hope this can make up for it a little bit, but don't expect too much. I practically forced this out. (I love Percy smsm)

Pairing: Percy de Rolo x fem!reader/oc

Summary: The nights were the hardest for Percy. When his mind could wander because his hands aren't preoccupied with anything. He was lucky now, though. He had her.

Warning(s): Mentions of past trauma, Percy's backstory, angst and comfort, panic attacks (Percy)

(idk who posted the GIF, I'm sorry)

Percy wasn’t entirely sure what he looked like anymore. 

He had mirrors, of course, but the reflection didn't always look familiar. He didn’t really know what he was supposed to look like, anymore. Would he have looked like this if his childhood would keep going as it did; happy and joyful? Would the dark circles not be under his eyes? Would he not have the white hair, but rather the brown locks he always had?

He didn't know. But it seemed common, to no longer recognize himself. Wandering alone for years in the need of vengeance, a routine of eating rotten bread from trash cans and stealing apples on the market just so his stomach wouldn't complain; one could say this changes a man.

Percy met a group, and he came up with the name Vox Machina. While this was somewhat stable, he was far from happy. He wasn't even entirely sure why, because he had great and caring friends now. His stomach was always full with food that hadn't already gone bad for at least two days. Sure, the jobs they did to earn some coin wasn't always 'ethical’, per se; but it kept them going just fine. Percy wasn't happy, but he was content. As content as he could get, anyway, for the desire of revenge still lingered and nightmares took over his sleep.

Sometimes he’d kill the Briarwoods in said nightmares,  though maybe those should be considered dreams, he didn't know where they came from. Even during the day he thought about it, a gnawing feeling of pure anger taking over his entire being. He had episodes like this, they’ve become more frequent, though Percy was not entirely sure where they came from. Sure, he was so pissed no word in the English language was enough to describe it, but he didn’t think that a feeling of rage would consume his entire being.

No friend could make this better. No one was there at night to comfort him. They didn't understand. He couldn't blame them, he never told them. It wasn't fair to put a weight like that on their shoulders, to trauma dump when they all have so much to deal with already.

Percy felt hopeless, to be quite honest. Especially when he woke up in a cold sweat and had no one to go to. When he had a bad dream as a kid he would just slide in with his parents, now he waited in bed hoping to fall asleep again or at least have his body get the rest. Sometimes he was just extremely mad when he woke up in the middle of the night, and he’d get to his workshop to tinker.

It was always the same, and it felt like a routine. Just like it was routine for Vex to check Trinket’s teeth and Grog to clean his weapons. However, this was a routine he didn’t participate in voluntarily and he couldn’t get out of.

Once again his eyes snapped open, his breathing heavy. It felt like he had to lift up a brick from his chest with every breath in. Percy shot up, sitting upright to try and shake off that horrible feeling. The feeling he was going to pass out from a lack of air. The feeling he was dying. He tried to stay quiet, but a whimper slipped past his lips. He did his best to muffle it, to be silent. Usually he wouldn’t have to worry about it too much, but usually he was alone in his bed. He didn’t share it with someone.

His body got a shock from another stifled sob. Percy could feel this was going to be a bad ride, one he had to let wash over him. Wave after wave until the storm calmed and it passed. They seemed to be more frequent and during the day it fueled his being more and more with wrath and a desire to kill the Briarwoods. Percy didn’t just want to kill them, he wanted to hurt them. He needed them to feel all the sadness and anger he has felt and-

He tried to take a deep breath, to not spiral into there. Right now he just had an intense feeling of fear and panic he didn’t know how to control.

A gentle touch on his shoulder, the weight on the bed next to him dipping. “Darling?” her gentle voice rang through his ears. He couldn't register everything quickly, but she'd sat up too; one hand resting on his thigh whilst the one his shoulder started rubbing circles.

This was the first time Percy had woken her up with it. Though, to be fair, they had only started sleeping in one bed for a week or so. He knew he probably should have warned her beforehand that this could happen- would happen, but everytime he tried an itch in his throat stopped him. God, he felt like such an asshole waking her up, and that only added up to the bad feeling of guilt he had.

“I-” he swallowed, his eyes darted around the room to find something to focus on, “I’m sorry.”

“Look at me, Percy,” Her voice was soothing, “Focus on me.” He did. It took a while, her words still getting processed in his brain, but he did. Her heart broke when she saw his wobbling lips,  “Good, take a deep breath with me.”

Percy tried, he really did, but it just wouldn't. It caused him to fall into more of a panic, his breathing turning rigid. She asked him for something so simple and he couldn't do it. “I-I can’t- I can't-” Her hand moved away from his thigh, but before Percy could start crying because ‘she was definitely leaving’, it came back on his chest. “I’m here. Can you lift my hand?” She asked, and she took deep, loud drags of air to demonstrate. It took a while, but he managed to lift it slightly. And then some more. “Good job,” Her hand moved lower, resting on his abdomen, “And now? I need you to breathe through your stomach.” Percy remembered she did it with herself sometimes too, a hand on her belly before they went into battle. He understood why now, because once he managed to lift her hand it actually felt like air was going inside his lungs for the first time in the last- what, five minutes? It took a little while before it became a rhythm to breathe like that, but it helped.

The hand on his shoulder had moved to hold his face, he didn’t know when that happened, but he only noticed it just now. The feeling was nice. “Better?” She asked, and he nodded, “Good.” She gave him a kind smile, and Percy just didn’t know what he did to deserve her. She knew exactly what to do, and she didn’t even know what this was about. If the woman was honest, though, she expected it to be about the dragon at first. An intense experience they went through. But they’ve been through worse, and it didn’t seem to have bothered the man before. Nonetheless, she caressed his cheek and held him. Percy never had someone comfort him like this, but he knew he liked it. “We can get out of bed for a bit, get that busy mind of yours on something else for a while?”

“I’d like that.”

And so here they were, at the table of the shared household of Vox Machina. Two mugs of tea stood in between them, still steaming and too hot to drink. They didn’t say anything, Percy was too lost in thought and she waited for him to figure it out. “I’m sorry.” It broke the silence after a while. The woman gave him a look, not one that ridiculed him; rather one that asked why he would say that, “You shouldn’t be.”

“But I am, I’ve woken you up. I should at least have had the decency to warn you about it.”

“Does it happen often?” She asked, worry etched into her voice. She always assumed the dark circles under his eyes were from late nights in his workshop, like the others. He was a workaholic after all. She didn't think there was more behind it. She felt horrible for not asking him, to make sure. “It does,” Percy said, “I should’ve said something, I’m sorry this is pushed onto you.”

“Stop apologizing,” she dipped her finger into the tea, deciding it was cooled down enough to drink, “That’s what partners are for, if you don’t get that comfort then what kinda relationship do you have. Would you have gotten mad at me?” He shook his head, even though he knew it was rhetorical, “Exactly.” She took a sip, Percy following soon after, “If you ever need to talk about it, I’m here for you. And if you don’t that is okay, too. I’ll still be right by your side.”

“I want to talk about it- I do, I tried.”

“Take your time, Percy,” she reassured, “We aren’t in a hurry. When you’re ready I’ll be here.”

He nodded, sending her an appreciative smile, “I promise I will be. Later.”

“Later,” she affirmed, and they drank the rest of their mugs in silence.

…

“I just remembered we have that dinner at Uriel’s,” They were back in bed, the woman playing with Percy’s hair as his head was tucked under her chin. They didn’t cuddle often, but this felt nice, “You excited?” She felt him nod, “Though I’d be more excited if Grog remembered his manners.” She snorted at his response, but she couldn’t find it in her to disagree.

“I can’t wait to have a change of scenery. Fancy foods,” she gushed, “and fancy drinks.”

“It’ll be good for us, to get some respect as Vox Machina,” Percy said, “It could get us better jobs.” She hummed in acknowledgement. That would be nice. She kissed the top of his head, “We should probably sleep then, to look presentable and all.”

“I always look presentable.”

The woman snorted, “You sure do, goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”

That night was the first in a while where Percy felt safe.

Alrightie, hope you enjoyed!

#percy de rolo x reader #percival de rolo #percy de rolo #Percival Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III #critical role #vox machina #the legend of vox machina #percy x reader #percy de rolo x oc #tlovm #angst #comfort #angst and hurt/comfort #fluff #if you squint #i'm depraved of content for this man #ilovehimsm

[sixthwater]

Tarot & Applying Advice

This is just something that I've been thinking about lately.

Advice is something that can be a bit tricky when trying to translate from tarot and apply to real life. Yes, the advice is usually pretty straight-forward and easy to break down, but how does it collaborate with real life and it's obstacles and how they interfere with us -- is what I'm getting at. It's also a good reminder that tarot should not be used for instruction, but for guidance. I fear I'm going to come off as holier than thou and oh I'm so intelligent but I've just thinking about it a lot and I want to stop so I gotta talk about it--

Usually it's either getting messages through guides or just breaking down the cards to figure out what advice to deliver. So I'm gonna dip in each section.

Messages from Guides

It 100% depends on the type of guides you have. Some of them are a bit more...blunt. Some playful, sweet, etc, you get the point. What I've noticed though is that the advice is never bound by earthly matters, which makes sense. It's a bit difficult to apply it directly though because of that. Affectionately, it can sometimes come off as telling a depressed person to just breathe or drink some water and they'll be fine. Granted they can see the entire situation so it's easier to say that plus they're our guides for a reason but we're not getting into that If we're reading for someone else, it's our job to kind of figure out how to relay the 'just breathe' message. I'll get into this further, but there's usually some context as to why the querent isn't 'just breathing'. Besides that, obviously these messages are always for their benefit. It's a struggle to leave it up to the universe/guides/divine, but there will always be that 1% that has to stay rooted to deal with the poor earthly matters, so its picking apart if they're too connected to that and worrying about their manifestations, or they're just chilling and being...a person lol. I'm not involving ancestors cause those who know, know. We'll come back to this though.

Breaking Down Cards

So let's say you don't do guides. Breaking down cards can seem pretty straight-forward. I'm going to pull some cards for me actually:

Page of Swords Rx, Page of Wands, Temperance Rx (Back: The Star)

So, being reckless. Throwing caution to the wind, doing what I want. Taking risks. There's a lot of young imagery so calling action to embrace childhood dreams or energy, have fun and not being too wound up. Now, the back is The Star (if you've been here you know how I feel about this card, so having this for advice in this context worries me, it's like the querent sees things as glass half empty currently). So it's also saying to believe that things will work out, so don't worry about having everything planned or being worked out, you will be okay. Now, with all these cards, you have to assume that the person is worried about something for a reason. We can gather that the person is feeling hopeless to an extent, probably in a practical and earth like mindset. They're feeling more materialistic because there's a lot of fire and air, can't speak much for emotions, but they're clinging onto tangible things right now, since they're being told to take a breath of fresh air basically. We can now combine this information with the advice and sound more reasonable and empathetic since we understand where they're coming from instead of just going 'bro just go out there and throw caution to the wind have a little laugh', cause that probably won't get through to them.

Combining the two

So you're shuffling you're channeling you're delivering the message -- let's say a card whipped out and slammed on the table. We can assume that card is probably important and there's an emphasis on that card in some way. If you interact with guides, the way they're interacting with you and...discussing? the topic can give you a hint too. Sometimes there's an exhaustion, so a sense that this has been going for quite some time or the querent is missing something within their field so they need help, or they're enthusiastic, so it can point to a topic that the querent might've not been focusing on and they want to focus on it. It heavily depends on the guide and the person, this is a bit more difficult to talk generally on. It's also gonna be difficult to remember all of this stuff in the moment when you're trying to channel and let all these energies flow LOL, but again it's just something I've been thinking about

this is a little blurb bc i absolutely am supposed to be recording something else but i wanted to get it out today i am leaving now i hope this was fun/nice to read ok byyyyeeeee

#tarot #tarotblr #tarot reading #tarot readers #tarot readers of tumblr #watertxt

[annoyangle]

I'm being pathetic these days. Wasting time in bed, wallowing in self pity because shit feels hopeless.

I would really appreciate it if I could get some words that feel like a hard slap in the face to knock some sense into me from Bill Cipher himself. Or just scramble my brain, either way should bring about some kind of change.

It's totally okay if no, feel free to ignore this ask. I don't mean to be awkward or to pressure you.

KID, IF YOU WANT 'PICK YOURSELF UP AND KEEP FIGHTING' ADVICE HOHOHO BOY DID YOU COME DOWN THE WRONG POORLY LIT ALLEY! DON'T FORGET, I'M SUPPLY-SIDE EVIL HERE! WATCHING HUMANS FLAIL AROUND BROILING IN THEIR OWN MISERABLE BRAIN-SOUP IS GOOD EATS FOR THE LIKES OF ME! YUM YUM! THAT SAID, I AM NOT A MALICIOUS OVERLORD. YOUR GRUNKLE BILL UNDERSTANDS THE PAIN AND SUFFERING OF YOU LITTLE BEINGS. I HAVE GIVEN SOME GENERAL ADVICE IN THE PAST AS TO HOW TO DEAL WITH THIS CRAPPY TEMPORAL REALITY AS IT CURRENTLY EXISTS. WE'RE ALL IN BASIC AGREEMENT THAT THE STATE OF THINGS IS JUST PLAINLY UNACCEPTABLE. THAT CREATED REALITY COULD USE A LOT OF IMPROVEMENTS ON PRETTY MUCH EVERY LEVEL. SO WHAT, THOUGH? TOUGH BREAKS, KID! THIS IS THE REALITY YOU'RE STUCK IN! YOU HAVE CHOICES (SEE ABOVE) - AND AS LONG AS YOU'RE CAPABLE OF MAKING A CHOICE, YOU CAN ALWAYS MAKE THE WRONG CHOICE. IN OTHER WORDS, A CHOICE THAT I DON'T LIKE! LOOK, WE ALL HAVE THOSE DAYS WHERE GETTING UP FOR CONQUEST AND RUIN JUST FEELS LIKE TOO MUCH OF A HASSLE. EVEN I SOMETIMES JUST WANNA PUT MY MANY FEET UP ON ONE OR SEVERAL MINIONS, LAY AROUND, WATCH MY DIMENSION'S HORRIFIC EQUIVALENT OF CARTOONS AND SET THE WHOLE "RESHAPE REALITY TO MY UNBENDING WILL" THING ON THE BACKBURNER FOR A BIT! THAT'S OKAY! SOMETIMES YOU JUST GOTTA TAKE THAT TIME TO LET THE PLOTS AND POTS BUBBLE. BUT IT'S ONLY ACTUALLY APPROPRIATE TO FULLY STOP MOVING WHEN YOU'RE DEAD. AND SOMETIMES NOT EVEN THEN! THE UNDERGROUND ECONOMY OF WORMS AND MICROBES HAS A JOB FOR YOU TOO! YOUR WORK IS NEVER DONE! IF YOU'RE NOT YET EAGER TO JOIN THE UNDERGROUND ECONOMY, THEN GET UP OUTTA BED AND GO FIND SOMETHING ABOVE GROUND TO DO! IT CAN PRETTY MUCH BE ANYTHING, SO LONG AS IT'S AMUSING TO WATCH FROM SOME OTHER PERSPECTIVE (AND BASICALLY EVERYTHING YOU GUYS DO IS DEEPLY FUNNY FROM MY PERSPECTIVE.) NOW, IF YOU WANT TO MAKE ME REALLY UNHAPPY, IF YOU WANT TO MAKE ME MISERABLE, AND DO SOMETHING I'M REALLY GONNA HATE TO SEE, THEN THE FIRST THING TO DO IS GET THE HECK OUTTA BED, TAKE A SHOWER, TAKE WHATEVER CURRENT PILLS/FOOD/WATER/NUTRIENTS YOU LACK AND PUT ON SOME CLEAN CLOTHES. IF YOU DON'T HAVE SOME OR ANY OF THOSE THINGS, GO GET THEM. STEALING THEM IS FINE, YOU HAVE MY BLESSING! STAND UP AND ENACT YOUR WILL ON THE WORLD! I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE WHO AREN'T ME DO THAT!

REMEMBER: IF YOU DON'T MAKE CHOICES, SOMEONE ELSE WILL MAKE THEM FOR YOU.

THAT SOMEONE ELSE MIGHT WELL BE ME. OR IT MIGHT BE SOMEONE OR SOMETHING EVEN WORSE. NOBODY'S GONNA KNOW WHAT YOUR CHOICES ARE UNLESS YOU ACT ON THEM. AND IF YOU DON'T CHOOSE ANYTHING, YOU'RE BASICALLY SAYING IT'S FINE FOR SOMEONE ELSE TO CHOOSE FOR YOU. MOST PEOPLE DON'T ACTUALLY LIKE THAT. THE ONES THAT DO ARE USUALLY MINIONS TO GUYS LIKE ME!

#ask bill cipher #the muse muses #inbox reply #//hope ya feel better kid!

[polarisbibliotheque]

Update - My Health Saga

Hey guys! I hope you are all doing fine, my beautiful amazing beings that lighten up my day with your presence ^^

I decided to make a post about my health saga (yeah, not a journey; it's almost a walk to Mordor already) so maybe it can help other people going through it as well - and also explaining a bit to you all.

As a big summing up of what I'll be saying here: don't give up on your health and keep going. Someday you'll get a diagnosis and a proper treatment. It can seem like a neverending quest, but trust me, it WILL get to a resolution - sometimes, taking much more time than we actually thought it would. But it is NOT forever.

(Yes. Long post ahead)

So, flashback to 4 years ago.

I was the most hopeless workaholic you could ever think of. I usually stayed at work for 10h, didn't have breaks for the bathroom/drinking water and stopped eating lunch. I was fresh out of college and bullied by my co-workers (having previously been bullied at school and still recovering from it) and my boss knew it and did nothing. My health started going on a downward spiral, but there was nothing I could do.

I tried to find another job, but unemployment was already becoming a huge issue in my country. Why did I stay there? My parents couldn't get retired and couldn't find a job, so it was up to me and my sister to provide everything in the house and hold it all together. She couldn't do it alone, so I couldn't just throw my hands in the air one day and leave. I had to stay there or find a new job.

After 2 years without vacations, I got fired by my new boss only 1 week before taking my 30 days of vacation I had stored up and I desperately needed - and her reason to do so is that I was unmotivated.

Needless to say, I broke down (and got trauma from work). It was a 2h ride back home and I walked all the way back, thinking what the hell I'd tell my parents and my sister. I literally lost everything I had build up to that point in my life.

I tried so hard to find a new job, I sent thousands of CVs, I went to interviews, but I was never able to find something. I started a post-graduation, for everyone was telling me that was what was missing from my CV, but I couldn't focus and had to drop out.

I wasn't doing anything right. I was just trying so so so hard to get my life back, to have my sense of self back - all the while my body was slowly crumbling and I was eating less and less, feeling sick every time I had any kind of food, healthy or not.

Then the pandemics came, we got in a lockdown and I lost my sanity as well as the rest of health I had.

My mom got increasingly worried and I lost lots and lots of weight - I'm currently underweight and people think I'm doing fine. Still, I always tried to go back to my old self, to what I knew I was - desperately trying to hold on to anything that gave me a sense of who I was.

After around a year and a half of lockdown, we started seeing doctors - I needed help. I really needed help, even though I ignored it to keep going, to keep trying.

We went to 6 different doctors and I went through all the medical exams you can imagine. Invasive ones, non invasive, blood tests... The whole thing. I got skinnier, exhausted and barely able to do the things I always did. To the point of looking at myself in the mirror and not knowing who the hell that was - externally and internally.

All doctors told me the same thing: I had to do yoga, I had to meditate and relax, I had to take a few pills for pain because of IBS (Irritable Bowel Syndrome) and just... Try to eat. That simple.

Can you imagine it? I never thought of just trying to eat!

(read it with sarcasm)

Now, I've always been the "I never give up and I do what I set out to do even if the whole world is against me" person in my house. But I got to a point I sometimes can't even get up from bed - I have no energy.

Just imagine how mad, confused, sad and exhasperated I got the first time I realized I couldn't get up from kneelling on the floor without help. I barely have the strength to walk up a hill - and that comes from someone who spent more than 12 years doing sports, dancing, swimming, tennis, running, strength training, HIIT, cardio, fighting and such on a weekly/daily basis.

Every time I have to call my mother to help me get up from kneeling/leaning down I feel like... Well, I feel like if I was Vergil from DMC, I wouldn't even think about using the Yamato to save my crumbling ass. I'd do it, no matter the consequences.

My mom found a 7th doctor earlier this year and I was so tired. I told her I didn't want doctors anymore - I was ok with being sick for the rest of my life, even if I didn't know how long that would be in that condition. I gave up on hope, on doctors, on medicine, everything.

So she dragged my ass to the doctor's office.

More thousands of exams. MRIs, blood tests, feeling miserable, invasive exams... Nothing new. And the more time passed, the weaker I got.

And then, after 4 years struggling with this mysterious health issue, my doctor got 2 diagnosis: SIBO and Primary Sclerosing Colangitis.

For SIBO, it was more of a try really rather than a certainty - but I got the reactions from the tests, even if they were negative (there are 2 types of SIBO, but in my country we only have 1 type of test). I took an antibiotic and lo and behold, my quality of life improved drastically.

I wasn't fully cured, but hey, I could eat soup! That was a huge improvement for someone living literally of just bread and tea for more than a year.

For Primary Sclerosing Colangitis, my doctor started asking some pretty expensive and obscure exams regarding the liver (you guessed it, my sister has to pay for everything and I never felt so useless in my life) because one of my blood tests always came back with a huge alteration and everyone dismissed as "something normal to me".

Again. I had been to 6 doctors. And all of them thought it was because I drank or used drugs, even though I could barely eat food.

So, after two MRIs, Primary Sclerosing Colangitis. That means the bile ducts to my liver, internal and external, are slowly closing, slowly fading away, until one day they won't be there anymore and I'll have a cirrhosis, needing a liver transplant to stay alive.

There is no cure and no treatment. It's a super rare disease and guess I was chosen by the gods to carry it. Now, the catch is, there are people who don't develop it quickly and live their whole lives without getting to a bad stage and there are people who live three years and have to go over two or more transplants. There's no way to tell how mine is going to develop.

Needless to say, it's a lot to deal with. Really a lot. Suddenly I'm 28 years old and I have to start thinking about life insurance, health plans that cover transplants, retirement, disability retirement, how to deal with friendships, how to get into relationships with something like this, if I'll be able to have kids, how long I'm going to live and what do I want to do before I die.

I started taking a medication that isn't protocol but has good results in holding back the disease, and thankfully my most recent blood tests have already drastically changed. From April to now, August, my liver enzymes are doing a lot better.

And then I went to a clinical nutritionist who has asked me another exam and finally my final diagnosis is Dysbiosis! Basically, my gut bacteria is all wrong and making me sick with everything, even if I don't have any kind of food allergies (trust me, I tested it too).

I just started a new diet with lots of suplements and medications from both doctors and it's the first time in 3 years I'm able to eat 3 meals a day, consisting of proper food: soup, chicken, fruits, vegetables, yogurts, cookies, teas, mug cakes... A whole bunch of things I didn't even remember how they tasted like.

Of course, for a month I'll have to eat it all in very small quantities and cannot eat gluten, lactose or sugar (or at least keep a very low amount of sugar in my diet). My parents managed to recently get their retirement and, even if it is kinda low and not at all what we were expecting, it's already helping - as I'm not being able to help anymore.

(That scene from Sandman where Morpheus just got back from the waking world and is trying to muster all his strength to put everything back into place but then he falls on the ground, tired, broken, beaten down by 100 years of abuse in the hands of his captors? The way his eyes were glistening with tears of anger and despair? Not knowing who he is without his tools? Yeah. I felt that.)

Weirdly enough, it's the first time in 4 years I'm feeling a slight sliver of hope - I'm showing some improvement, I have a proper diagnosis I can shove in the face of everyone who had ever told me I was just a brat who didn't want to eat, I finally have a light regarding my health. I have a prospect that at least I can get better and fight my chronic illness until the Fates decide it's my time to go.

If it wasn't for my mother, though, I'd have given up. Honestly. She kept trying, she kept dragging me around. She's still doing it, helping me with all the implications of having a chronic illness that I know not how it will develop in the future.

So, Polaris, what's the moral of the story?

As bitter and gloomy as I am, the moral is: don't give up. Don't EVER give up. I know how it is like to have people look at you, doctors even, as if you're crazy, as if you're just a little brat who's throwing a tantrum, as if you're not making enough effort to heal yourself. I know how it is to feel hopeless, to feel like there's no perspective of ever getting back to be a healthy person or at least find the proper medication to help you with your struggles.

But don't give up. Even if you're feeling like you're dragging your crumbling body around, don't give up. It may seem stupid, but seeing V and Vergil in DMC5 always gave me some kind of "C'mon, I can't let go now, I have to keep trying. At least one more time." and maybe you can find something that gives you motivation too - but keep going.

It might take a lot of time, but you will find a doctor who will know what kind of problem you have and help you. In the end, with the Colangitis, my doctor accidentally found it and I'm being able to take the meds to hold it back a lot earlier than many people - and that might be something that will help me in the long run. Weirdly, it was good that we stumbled on it so soon, not when my liver is already failing. Again, it took me 7 doctors, but he did what no one could do before. Maybe you're in the brink of finding your doctor as well. So don't give up know.

That's why sometimes I'm absent for weeks or even a month - my health isn't always at its best and I'm always having to do lots and lots of medical checks to keep track of it. That's why sometimes it takes me a long while to reply my messages - but I can assure you all, this blog and the Shall Never Surrender Project is something so dear to me. I'm feeling useful again and I have only to thank you for being here with me and reading what I have to say.

Is this a huge TEDtalk? Oh yes. Apologies for making it so long, but we are long and complex stories anyway. I just thought this might help someone who's going through some existential crisis while battling their health issues. Or other issues too.

My new meds have literally just arrived and honestly people, I promised my gods I'd start some competitive sport if I get better this time. If all goes well, hopefully you'll be able to see me competing on archery or something of that kind next year ;)

That's a nice perspective to have. Don't forget yours. And keep going, no matter what.

#polaris speaks #update #life update #personal post #personal story #health issues #chronic illness #chronically ill #health journey #colangitis #sclerosing colangitis #sibo #dysbiosis #mental health #workplace stress #toxic workplace #bullying #motivation #health motivation #I know it's a lot of tags #but I hope the people who need this will find it #even though it's a huge post and I know many people won't have the patience to read it xD #I believe the gods will put it in the path of those who need it #or whatever kind of mystic force you believe in #thanks for reading and being here #I hope you get better and keep going

[honeybeewhereartthee]

Crystal Hearts

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"love-han. Your acting different again." The dark fae commented as he carries you into the house, that aira open the door too and quickly close it behind him.

"Oh~? Sorry. Kohakuchi. I swear I'm not a weirdo." Aira chuckle as he lock the door and close the window with curtains, seeing the gloomy dark night without moon and stars.

"Sigh, why did I wake up late again..." He mumble feeling a bit sad about the fact. "I can't stop Amagi rinne demised."

The dark fae puts you to the sofa and put bunch of pillows and cover to make you have a nice comforting sleep. He follows aira who went to the kitchen.

"Ah. Are you air-pyon?" Kohaku remember that you called aira like that too.

"Oh? No. It's me ai-ai. Silly kohakuchi. I'm not the DD aira." He point out.

" DD? " Kohaku really need to buy some Wikipedia for faes cause his walking through this new life without context at all. It's troubling him.

"Explaining to you again... Agh... How can MCchi go to such trouble each time. " He thought. " Puppets of this worlds. I wish you'll be out of your prison of the four laws of reality." He mumble, while looking through the shelf of bottle full of colorful crystalized hearts. Trying to remembers a recipe.

"..." The dark fae frown at Aira's words but don't say anything about it. He knows to little bit willing to observe to learn more.

"Ah! MCchi did something different this time around!" he suddenly says after he put crystalized heart of noir and other seven positive emotions to the blender to grind them to powder.

" I guess watching you [ ***], each time made them traumatized. Getting attached to a puppet would be a hopeless thought. " aira nonchalantly says as he put a bit more red power to the mix and mix some red liquid to the mix. " Ah, I run out of [ °°°°° ] ... Shh..." He proceeded to find something sharp.

" Aira Shiratori. Your acting very rude." Kohaku hiss at them with a glint of annoyance in their voice as he realize, this aira is not treating him as someone as the same level. Like his so different.

"... So you wanna suffer the same fate?" Aira tease him as he walk toward him with a sharp knife.

"What?" Kohaku frown but alarm as he look at the sharp blade. His body slowly goes to a defense stands.

"Geez. I just need to get a bit of your blood." He saw how kohaku demeanor change and told him so.

"For what?"

"To make another stock of magi candy of course." The regressioner says with a matter of fact tone.

"MC needs their meds when something bad would happen in the couple of days after all." He chuckle.

"It be a bad thing if mcchi would go crazy again..." His purples orbs now Staring at the emerald green eyes that swirling in madness .

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Kohaku looks at the boiling magi candy that aira poured to the molds before effortless drying them up using magic spell and putting them to colorful wrappers. Aira takes a bite of the candy and reflect how he acted earlier.

"Sorry... I don't mean to sound rude Earlier." Aira mumble as he realize how he acted. " I'm so stress, no one held my warning. Not even myself did." He mumble.

" It's fine love-han." Kohaku sigh as he realize the usual aira return to normal.

" The DD... Or the other worlds of you and I or all the people of this world. Is an alternative realities self of ours. Sometimes I exchange places with all my alternative self place and saw all the mc of those realities." He mumbles as if in deep thoughts.

" But one day... A seed of chaos bloom." His eyes shrinking in the memories.

"They gain a soul, in Greek mythology. A soul is symbol of the goddess psyche and the symbol of psyche is a butterfly." He wave his hand and an illusion appear of a butterfly but he gasp the butterfly and crumble it with hate in his eyes.

"The theory of chaos. When the butterfly flatter it's wings. Catastrophe shall commence..." He ended.

" MC...?" Kohaku who's eyeing your sleeping form suddenly spoke as you seat up from your sleeping position.

" I'm tired..." You stood up and went to the window but Aira quickly dragged you away from the window. " MCchi! You'll be spotted!" He says in frantic and worry on his voice.

"Ai-ai... I don't know... I don't know how many times I reverse everything... In the end. Everything end up the same thing..." Your voice sound inaudible and full of pain and suffering.

"MC-Han... I'll lend a hand to share the burden you two have." After a long thought about it and remember the words of the emperor. Kohaku finally decided.

"I will protect you, my queen bee." He declare with a mischievous grin.

"Uwahh... Kohakuchi your so smooth." Aira chuckle after the long silence, kohaku blush as he realize what he just said. "i-is that so...?" He mumble not meeting your eyes.

"ah... " You once again cried as you gaze at the almost pinkjsh red crystalized heart. " Why would you do that... I'm mistake... You only meet me... Why would you go that far..." You mumble to the two of them.

" I'm just ... A mistake..." You weep.

" kokoko. Maybe it's predestine. We're linked before we ever meet. It is our fate." Kohaku pats your head in a comforting manner as he tells you what he felt about everything. He smile with an honesty in his words.

"*Gasp. Are two flirting in front of my salad?!" Aira cannot believe this shit. "kohakuchi your too far smooth!" He pouts but his eyes soon alarm as he hear a sound a chuckle.

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" Fufu... I finally found you..."

Soon the glass from the window shutter apart and gathering of butterfly flatter into and around the room. Kohaku shield the three of you in reflex. The shards hits him instead of you or Aira. The wounds bleed out and a symbol of chaos appear in his skin when a butterfly landed on it to suck his blood.

"Agh..." He hiss in pain.

"Haku-tan/ kohakuchi!" You and aira worriedly check on him before you held the two of them and with a blink. You three are gone from the sight of chaos.

"Fufu... It seems that mc want to play cat and mouse... How adorable~" the chaos chuckle In amusement before he saw something in the floor.

Picking it up, he read the letter.

" I see... So it's him and you ..." His eyes glimmer with evil intent. Reading the content from Oukawa asking how the two love birds [ kohaku Oukawa and Mc ] been for couple of months as the time of the world of fae and human world have a huge different. One day in the fae is a month in the human world.

"... It be like a stepping on a bug then... Fufu.. " he soon surrounded with butterfly and disappear from that place but all that around them soon fall in eternal slumber into nothingness.

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#ensemble stars #ensemble stars x reader #enstar x reader #enstar #chaos butterfly #kohaku Oukawa x reader #Kohaku Oukawa x you #Kohaku Oukawa x mc #Aira Shiratori x reader #Aira Shiratori x mc #Aira Shiratori x you #kohaku Oukawa x reader x Aira Shiratori #crystal Hearts AU

[crowned-ladybug]

Additional context stuff for hopeless, for the lil parenthesis dialogues, mainly who's saying what and a lil bit of why

(If you're seeing this when I'm posting it, I'll only be posting a usual link post later but the fic is There i promise)

Arada: You know that that’s not really what an anagram is though, right? Murderbot: You’re overestimating my willingness to care. Overse: Ooh, you walked right into that one-

This is 100% just good natured, friendly bullying. Murderbot is enjoying itself immensely and so are its friends

Amena: Does that mean you can see in the dark? Murderbot: Define dark. Amena: Like, if I shut you in the closet- Murderbot: I’m not going in the fucking closet. Someone laughs, bright, high pitched. I cannot place it. I should be able to place it.

Also just fun teasing, the laughter is also Amena ofc. Also followed up by some joke about "I don't know how second mum would feel if she knew how much you swear around me"

Ratthi: How are you just fine with this? Murderbot: How are you not? It’s not meant to be rude, maybe. (It genuinely isn't, Murderbot is just like this, it's just asking) A pause. Ratthi: Well, the thing with humans- our inner ears- hold on, let me sit down…

Set sometime during the survey that Network Effect opens on. Getting around on a boat for whatever reason and the water is a bit choppy. Ratthi isn't sea sick but it's more than his balance can handle whereas Murderbot's systems for balancing work completely differently and are much more finely tuned so it's doing fine

Ratthi gets to be distracted by giving a mini lecture on the topic that Murderbot pays a bit more attention to than if another human was giving it

Murderbot: That’s not what it is. Gurathin: Mm-hm. Murderbot: I’m not taking pictures. I’m saving individual frames of my camera inputs. It’s different. Gurathin: And the end result is different how exactly?

Some sort of survey or excursion or whatever, peace times and a pretty view, and Murderbot is taking pictures of said view for keeping and also bc it thinks Mensah would like them maybe. The interaction with Gurathin is genuinely not mean spirited at this point, they just usually communicate by being contrary assholes anyway

Mensah: I thought you liked unrealistic stories. Murderbot: I’m- yeah, but this is just dumb! Mensah: What would make it better then? I can’t tell if that’s bait. I don’t think it is. It’s not her style. ...her? The episode rests paused between us for over two hours. We make up a better story.

Not much about this, Mensah and Murderbot are just watching something together that neither of them have huge emotional stakes in so they get distracted just talking to each other bc it's more fun

Murderbot: And you’re calling me immature. ART: My desire to know how this arc ends is not immature. In fact, my emotional investment is the exact opposite- Murderbot: Do you even hear yourself right now? I start the next episode anyway. The weight over me abruptly stops complaining.

Just your regular "Murderbot and ART arguing over media" stuff, only thing of note is that this is ofc happening over the feed, I just had to keep with quotation marks for the sake of consistency

The actual purpose of these was 100% just vibes but the dead author who is very alive says that while the nightmare itself came entirely from organic brain bits, these flashes came from inorganic long term memory trying to contribute/course correct and completely failing to establish a proper, coherent connection due to the Oh God Everything Is Fucked And Nothing Computes nature of a nightmare

#kata's chatter #these were never meant to be an ensamble cast catch-em-all but im still a lil sad i didnt get to include a pin-lee one #the murderbot diaries #murderbot #arada #overse #amena #ratthi #gurathin #mensah #who ik has a first name but i cba to break the tagging pattern #asshole research transport #fic meta #thats not a tag ive used before but probably should so that i dont just entirely lose this

[manusiatrack07]

01. For The Time Being

To be honest with you, yes, you weren't my first after two years of brooding. I liked someone, for half a year, put (what I think, at least) lots of effort, and cried ugly for. But you were the one who made this year ended so bright for me.

I may be hasty, even though you did say I do just fine. But I do feel I'm accelerating a bit too fast, I'm aware of that. I'm currently trying a different method than what I usually do; I'm usually more of a "dalam diam" type of guy hahah. But I decided, maybe I should change a bit considering I'm constantly trying to change as a person since the beginning of the fifth term so, I might as well try changing the way I... Get on with someone. Despite the result, that is, hahah.

You are the first girl that I try to get close with without being friends first; I'm gambling right now hahah. I usually get on with someone that I'm already friends with, but I guess maybe I should try with someone that I previously don't know. So, I'm sorry if I'm being too stiff and boring hahah I'm still figuring things out. I hope you can understand me being so crazy in love with you and I hope I don't annoy you too much.

Sometimes I don't think I deserve you (and maybe I'm right hahah), that's why I said I'm gambling on you so much right now. I'm pretty much good for nothing, I'm not smart, I'm chasing a hopeless dream, whereas you're smart, insanely pretty & cute, and bright future awaits you.

I know you said that you're currently not really looking for someone, and you just moved on from someone else too recently. I'm really grateful that you don't mind me admiring you cuz these days I'm constantly praying that maybe one day, maybe one day, you'll fall for me too. High hopes, I know right hahah. But let a guy just dream for a sec here :D

For the time being, let's see how long I'll be holding on to you.

For the time being, I'll wait for you.

[lovelibbyxoxo]

Today has been rough. I've been having nightmares for months, and it's really starting to weigh on me. I wake up throughout the night, desperate to escape them, only to fall right back into another one. I don't remember the context, but the emotions and feelings linger long after. I wake up almost every morning exhausted and drained before my day even begins. Sometimes I wake up crying...

To add to that, I had completely forgotten I had agreed to have a therapy session with an intern because she needed it for a grade. I was looking forward to it, but today was just not the day.

I'd tossed and turned all night, woken up from a nightmare 4 times, including the last one which got me out of bed, feeling terrified, hopeless, helpless, and just so damn sad. My heart was racing, anxiety on full alert, but I had no energy. I shuffled to the living room and sat on the couch, content to just be a lump until I felt human again. At least I wasn't alone. My fiance and roommate were in here with me. I was safe.

I was settled in, body, heart, and soul, prepared for our break, when my phone notified me I had 30 minutes until my Therapy appointment...

Well fuck me.

So I had to drag myself to the bathroom to try and look presentable, then set up the Zoom and wait. The intern was very nice, but I had to go through everything with my Mom's murder all over again. It was very emotional and took what little energy I had away. I'm glad I talked to her, she was very sweet and kind, and it's in no way saying anything bad about her. Therapy usually leaves me feeling a little lighter. My fiance pointed out that every time I have a session, I end up telling him that today was a good day. And it's true. It just hit me harder that I thought it would having to dredging it all up and reliving everything. I didn't have the emotional, mental, or physical capacity due to sleep deprivation. I had been hopeful, and lost.

The session ended. I smiled, waved, and thanked her and my therapist both. My smile and the connection ended at the same time. I feel hollow. Empty. A shell of a person. I know I'll be okay, eventually. I just hate feeling so numb. It'll take a bit to recoup. It would be faster if I could sleep, but I do the best with what I have.

Usually, I can smile through it. I know my negative vibes weigh down the mood of everyone else, so I do my best to smile through it all. "Me? Oh, no, I'm fine. Thank you for asking though!" I know I don't have to do this with my closest people, but I still do. I've done it for years so it's just like breathing to me. I've been treated as a burden for so long, I can't even be totally honest with those that actually care.

I'm working on it. I'm working on a lot of things, actually. Hence this collection of sorts. It might be a slow start, but once I'm able to get a computer, I'll be able to really get going. Thank you for following this nobody and listening to my stories. May you all be blessed.

Love, Libby XOXO

[factorialsfandoms]

Facti (hope you like the nickname), uh it's usually very hard to make me speechless from a fic because I tend to spew my ideas after reading anything, but Of Death, And All Her Favourite Children was literally so clearly envisioned in my mind, and was so perfectly written to how I would have imagined it that I literally had to take 5 just to think it over. Now I'm not usually the type of person to get emotional or baffled over a gory fic or image, I've dabbled in some of the worst, but that fic was so gorgeously gory that I needed to pause to imagine the scenes in my head for that much longer so I could remember them for when I draw them later. The gasp I let out at seeing 'Dead Dove: do not eat' tag followed by all of the warning tags left me intrigued, and you followed through, truly. The visceral image of Hyrule's decimated body, ruined and barely holding on, left me feeling how he did because of how vivid it was. I could feel Legend's grief and his relief afterwards, I could feel the warmth from Sky as he held Legend, I could feel the hopelessness Time felt when they finally found fairies. Facti, you truly made a masterpiece, and one of my favourite Whumptober writings. Bravo.

Facti is absolutely fine <3 most people use fact, but the extra syllable is nice too!

Honestly, I've been smiling a bit at all you wrote here, and it made me super happy. Am really glad the whole thing worked well, you know? And also that I did tag it right, I was a bit on the fence about if it was graphic enough to need those warnings. Apparently yes - its honestly really hard to tell when writing, because it looked like definitely yes in my head, but does that reflect well in the words I pick? And I do enjoy writing the really horrible sometimes, but then am I just being overly gross? But at the same time, with Legend being right there and watching and that having been his /friend/? Of course he's going to be uncomfortable aware of just how horrific it is. Especially when Hyrule was /still/ struggling and desperately trying to live despite his injuries being, well, incompatible with life.

I think, if Legend hadn't been so deep in the grief of it, Time's reaction would have been the worst to write. Because... It's the finding the fairies /too late/, when Hyrule was already too dead for them to help. But even outside of that... Maybe the rest of the Chain aren't screaming like Legend, but you can bet all of them are horrified by it. Sky is only holding himself together because Legend needs looking after, Warriors has the two youngest and once they start walking is doing his best to keep them turned away - they've already seen it, but they really, really don't need to see more - Time carrying Hyrule's body because... He was the leader and he failed and the least he can do is see the poor boy somewhere comfortable for his eternal rest, not just left out on an abandoned battlefield surrounded by bits of himself (and Warriors broke his wrist, so shouldn't be carrying anyone). Wild saw his friend take a fatal blow for him and got thrown into memories watching a dear one die for him (again), Twilight is looking after him. All the adults are only holding it together as they have another task, and Four and Wind are only managing as they're trying not to make it worse for each other. And Legend, poor Legend... He's really, really not doing well. Not when he's already he's the one whose lost the second most already (and Wild... doesn't remember a most of the context on those he did, though of course still horrific his trauma response is just less scream and more catatonia).

If there was anything Legend could practically do, anything at all, he would have - but he knew from the start there was nothing.

Which is to say thank you very much for all your words I have been chewing them over in my brain all night in turn because sometimes happy words are a little much, you know?

#ask and answer #its kinda funny 3 people have messaged or tagged me on various platforms about this fic #rather than commenting #I apparently did enough crimes people came to my inbox oops lol #also draw later :eyes: #I didn't want to mention in the body because please never feel obligated #but your drawing is very pretty #I'm slightly terrified of what of it you might draw #but also you even considering it is a great honour #odaahc

[bonschai]

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#i hate the fact that adhd meds don't work for me #well idk if they did #because the side effects were so bad i couldn’t take them #i was so excited to finally fix my brain and i was still let down #i take a non stimulant now but it doesn’t really do anything #there is nothing else they can give me #i'm just stuck like this #i am happy for people who try stimulants for the first time and feel immediately better #but every time i see it #i can't help but be filled with overwhelming jealousy and sadness #i want it to work for me so so badly #i want my brain to function normally #but instead vivanse game me insomnia #and concerta gave me horrific anxiety #i'm usually fine but sometimes i just get a bit hopeless #its been 2 years and my brain still isn’t any better #at least i have anxiety medication now #a talks #a vents

[glowingbadger]

i know you usually have the reader as a shy girl but bestie i need some straightforward and knows what she needs type of girl especially for felix or sylvain, they’re polar opposites and those two have a very special place in my heart <3

It's always so odd to me that like... most fic writers that I know of (myself included) tend to err on the shy-side for Reader-chan lol. I personally am very blunt in my relationships. On my third date with my now-fiance I straight up said to him "so are you gonna kiss me or not" lmao

But Felix and Sylvain are wonderful choices for a more forward Reader-chan though~

For some reason Felix's ended up much spicier than Sylvain's, but I actually like Sylvain's a little more??? idk man, I was totally just throwing ideas at the wall for these

Final note, I did write these with a fem Reader in mind, but reading them back, there honestly aren't any gender signifiers that I could see, so I'm just marking it as a neutral Reader

Felix (FE3H) x GN Reader

Sylvain (FE3H) x GN Reader

NSFW 18+ v

Felix

Sometimes you think Felix is utterly hopeless. By your own metric, you have not been subtle. You had certainly thought that suggesting a late-night trip to the sauna together after training would have been indication enough of what you had in mind. Yet here you sit together, his eyes fixed firmly ahead as you make light small talk about your prior sparring match. So, not exactly pillow talk.

"You were stiff by the latter portion of our match," he says bluntly, arms crossed and back resting against the hardwood behind the upper row of benches, "You always do that. You default to rigid, inflexible positions when you begin to feel exhausted."

You roll your eyes.

"Not everyone has the patience for a sparring match to drag on near an hour."

"Then you lack stamina."

You watch him for a moment, unamused. Then, you shift closer to him on the bench.

"So you're saying you... have a lot of stamina, then?" you say with an unmistakable suggestive tone, "Maybe you could show me how long you can go some time."

Felix gives you an odd sideways glance, but his eyes dart forward once more, and he replies bluntly,

"Fine, we'll train again tomorrow."

"Felix," you sigh out irritably. You can't decide on your next words, so you let your frustration linger in the air. He's infuriating. When you look back to him at your side, your eyes wander across a thousand different temptations; the heat of the sauna dewing his fair skin, stray hair framing the sharp contours of his cheekbones and jawline, and hard, toned muscle subtly flexing at his arms and chest. Even his hands distract and fluster you. You imagine them gripping your thighs, running down your back- it's simply too much.

"Felix," you repeat, more bluntly this time, "Have you ever considered learning the basics of subtext?"

"Why bother?" he says, "If you want something, you ought to just come out and say it."

"Fine," mind made up, you stand and move in front of him, but before he can question you, you lower yourself and straddle his hips. He just manages to get out your name before your lips are on his, and he lets out a low, hungry groan into the kiss. Immediately, you feel his hands at your hips, gripping you and pulling you firm against him. His core tightens, his cock already twitching and swelling between your thighs. You pull away from him for just a moment, just long enough to utter a husky whisper,

"I want you, Felix."

He doesn't reply- doesn't seem like he knows how. Instead, he pulls you back to him, his kiss forceful and full of unbound need. His teeth tug at your bottom lip while his hands wander your every curve. He's like a starved man before a feast, like he's been waiting for this all his life, and it's impossible not to get swept up in his pace when you've felt every bit as hungry.

At some point in the frenzy of impassioned kisses and greedy hands, you manage to tug his shirt off over his head. Your nails rake down his chest, decorating flushed skin with angry red lines. Felix groans, his breath panting heavily as he says in a harsh whisper,

"My room."

"I can't wait," you practically moan, "Fuck me here."

A calloused hand runs along your neck to weave his fingers into your hair, and you feel his grip tug slightly, his breath hot against your skin as he presses his lips to your neck.

"This... this is what you wanted, huh?"

Your bodies move together, your hips grinding down against him as his buck up to meet you. He's fully hard already, the stiff length of his cock rutting against you as he presses ruthless love-bites down your chest.

"Uh-huh," you gasp as his teeth send a shock through your nerves. Your nails rake along his shoulders, but you manage to gasp out, "So... let's see that stamina you mentioned..."

Sylvain

Sylvain always looks strangely at-home in a rowdy, crowded tavern. His frequent visits have done little for his already salacious reputation, but standing beside him at the bar, mug in hand and dim candle light across his face, you can't deny he seems to compliment the scenery. Surrounded by the warm buzz of conversation and the charmingly off-rhythm choir of drunks attempting to sing along with a local bard, you can't deny that you see the appeal. There's an easy camaraderie in places like this- an openness to connections that you're certain would benefit a man like Sylvain in a myriad of ways.

As you observe him casually leaning back against the bar, absently sipping his drink, you notice the way his eyes scan the crowd as though by instinct. A smirk quirks your lips, and you slide closer to nudge his side with an elbow.

"Checking out the selection?" you say, your tone playfully scolding.

"Hm? Uh, not so much, actually. Just kind of a habit, I guess," with that unexpectedly reserved response, he turns toward you, shoving his unoccupied hand into his pocket, "What about you? Seeing any interesting prospects?"

You raise your own drink to your lips, your grin unwavering despite his strange behavior.

"Oh, maybe. I'm not totally decided though."

You ignore Sylvain's expectant stare, opting to focus on enjoying the pleasant warmth of liquor on your tongue. When you don't elaborate, he sets down his drink and folds his arms across his chest.

"Well, if you're gonna be coy about it, I guess I'll just have to find the lucky guy for myself. Let's see..." He glances around the room once more, "Your type is... someone competent, who can keep up with you, but not too serious. He's gotta be confident, at least on the surface."

Your eyebrows rise, but you keep your expression mostly neutral. Sylvain looks to you for confirmation, and you shrug.

"What else," he goes on, "You probably like them tall, maybe... classically handsome."

A short snort of laughter escapes your nose over your drink. What kind of game is this, anyway? Your eyes wander Sylvain's relaxed frame against the bar, the top button of his shirt opened to frame his collarbones, the sleeves rolled up over strong forearms. Well- you can't say his reading has been inaccurate thus far.

Sylvain's eyes narrow and he surveys the tavern once more.

"Hmmm... What about..." he points across the room to a good looking young man at a table near the door, "That guy? Sociable, handsome, but with a bit of a roguish edge. Did I guess right?"

You're not sure whether to laugh or roll your eyes. How dense could this man possibly be?

"Ohh, so close," you set down your drink, "How about I give you a hint?"

Before Sylvain can answer, you grab a fistful of the front of his shirt and tug him down to you. You kiss him hard, leaning into him and savoring his scent and the subtle burn of liquor shared between your lips. Even caught off guard, he's a superb kisser, his tongue flirting expertly with yours for just the briefest moment before you part. His face is tinted pink, only barely camouflaged by the dim light of the tavern. At first, he merely stares at you in disbelief, amber eyes darting back to your mouth conspicuously.

"So what do you think now?" you ask with a playful smile.

Sylvain takes a breath and seems to collect himself. Leaning close, his hand comes to your chin, his thumb tracing the curve of your bottom lip.

"I think I need to start asking about a room for tonight."

#felix hugo fraldarius #felix x reader #sylvain jose gautier #sylvain x reader #fire emblem #fe3h #feh #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem x reader #fire emblem fic #fire emblem imagines

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

Hello! This is a request for a romantic male matchup (from star rail, and genshin), coming from a female requester. Pls feel free to ignore this request if it makes you uncomfortable.

Gender: Female

Heterosexual (afab)

Pisces

My pronouns are she/her. I am an adult. My height is 5'4. I am south asian, i have long dark brown wavy hair, my eyes are the darkest brown possible. I would say I have soft facial features.I am mostly thin, but I carry a lot of weight on my thighs, something I’m love and hate at the same time.I try my best to appear alert, but many times, I often zone out and look very clueless and blank, and have no idea what is going on. I am very shy generally, and I'm kinda awkward too. I care a lot about my close friends and would do anything for them. I am very soft spoken, and can be a doormat sometimes. It takes a long time for me to get comfortable with people, so I may seem boring at the start. I also dislike making the first move, as I’m utterly clueless on how to. I’m pretty lazy too, I can sleep for 2 days at a time. I also am a bit sensitive, if someone close to me does something, I get a little worked up over it. I tend to disassociate under tense situations. I have very few friends, as I cannot handle too many. I would also consider myself to be a hopeless romantic. 

I love shopping, jewellery, and perfume, though I’m broke (college is hard). I get flustered, really, really easily. 

Likes: I love making miniature things like miniature houses, buildings etc. I love watching ballet, though I could never learn ballet myself. I also love going outdoors. I also like hanging out with my friends, and sweets.

Dislikes: crowds, unhygienic surroundings are a major peeve, being left out, bland food, horror movies, really scary amusement park rides, being yelled at.

Love language:

Giving: all of them but mainly words of affirmation, quality time, and physical touch. I am pretty vocal about my love, and if I’m deep into the relationship, I tend to forget that there are people around who are being made uncomfortable by the pda.

Receiving: Anything is fine, as long as it reminds me that I’m loved.

I would like someone who will make the first move, and remind me that my love is reciprocated.

Thank you!

Hi Anon! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took so long. I hope you like your matchups!

In Honkai Star Rail, I match you with...

Sampo will definitely make the first move. He’s an outgoing person who isn’t afraid of trying to get what he wants.

It might take him a while to open up to the notion of reciprocated, unconditional love though. He’s been through a lot in his life so the idea that someone truly cares about him seems foreign to him.

Once he does get used to the notion that you care about him though, Sampo is going to do everything in his power to make sure you know how much he cares about you as well.

I see one of Sampo’s love languages as gift giving so expect lots of offerings of jewellery and perfume. Just don’t ask where he got them from. Sometimes, you don’t want to know the answer. Just know that he really does mean well.

Loves hanging out with you. He's particularly fond of going to food courts or restaurants with you since you both have a passion for food. He’ll hold your hand when you have to walk through crowds so you know you’re not alone.

In Genshin Impact, I match you with...

Itto’s another one who will make the first move. As soon as he knows he cares about you more than a friend (which might take a while), he’s going to tell you exactly how he’s feeling.

Loves your thick thighs! Not in any way other than, he thinks they’re just part of who you are. If you’re ever feeling self-conscious about them, he’ll be sure to tell you how much he loves them.

Itto does have a tendency to be loud so he might yell at you sometimes, but it’s never out of anger. When he does raise his voice it’s usually out of excitement but if that still makes you uncomfortable, he’ll do his best to keep the volume down.

Like Sampo, Itto is a big food enthusiast so he’s always on the lookout for new and interesting places to eat with you.

No need to worry about being left out with Itto around. He’s surprisingly in tune with people’s emotions, especially when they’re people he cares about so he’ll know if you’re feeling left out and do everything in his power to make you feel included.

#writing #fanfic #matchup #matchup request #request #honkai star rail #sampo koski #genshin impact #arataki itto

[fancysimpinghere]

Euphories pt.4 (Sykkuno x reader)

Well, hello everyone! I want to deeply apologize for such a long break in posting there. We all know how hard life can sometimes be. But I arrived with a finish of this story and I hope you will like it! Enjoy!

summary: all good things eventually come to the end and insecurities aren't helping. Adult life is hard, so are decisions. Even if mistakes happen, there would be something to do to fix your frienship. And who knows, maybe things would evolve into something deeper and more advanced than simple relation between friends?

It has been two months since your first encounter with this pretty boy. Luckily, your schedule wasn’t that busy in summer months, so you could visit Thomas in his grandfather’s shop at least twice a week. Your friendship was blossoming, you both surprisingly had a very good contact. When you visited the shop, Thomas usually was waiting for you with one of the magic cassettes, but sometimes he was just showing you around. Actually, you found yourself almost working with him, because you were helping him with unpacking new items, organizing things and cleaning. It was very fun for both of you - you could spend more time together and get to know each other. But you had your own job as well, and summer time was slowly ending. You knew that if you want to keep seeing Thomas, you have to bring your friendship to another level and start to meet up outside. Little did you know that he rarely left shop or house. These places were his comfort zone and You didn't want to push him to do something really demanding. You decided to give him some time to get accustomed to your presence in his life and let Sykkuno make this important step. All you could do then was wait and do your best to gain his trust even more than you had already. When holidays ended, you were sad, because that means less free time - and less time spent with Thomas. But you still came to his shop, even if you were tired or had to sacrifice your sleep time. Sometimes you helped his grandfather with some simple chores, made some cookies for them both or just kept him company - you knew that older people seek attention from others and you couldn't say no to him. But to be honest, it was difficult to bring together your new lifestyle with your old one. Of course you liked Sykkuno, and you felt about him a little different than an ordinary friend - you liked him more and this was also not easy. You were afraid that if he found out about your little secret, it would scare him away and you would lose him as a result. Day by day you were trying to shove your feelings away and focus on helping him, but every moment spent with Thomas started to feel like too much for you. You were worried if he noticed small changes in your behaviour, but he seemed fine. Because of that, you started to lose yourself in work - your amount of free time dropped almost to the bare minimum because of afterhours, and even if you had a free day, you were too tired to visit your friend.

On the other hand, Thomas was internally freaking out. In the end of holidays he started to catch feelings for you, but was too afraid to admit it even to himself. He enjoyed your company a little bit too much, and you started to look better than before in his eyes. But he was sure that you are too good to him and you deserve better than a shy boy with nothing to offer. So he was amazed that you still visited him after your work started and spent your precious time with him. He was absolutely affected by your kindness and willingness to help.

He knew that if he wants to keep you even as a friend, he has to do something. You were his only friend and after these months spent together, he couldn't imagine his life without you. So when you started to visit his shop less often, he felt hopeless. Sykkuno was sure that he bored you out of his life because of his strange addiction to video games and antisocial lifestyle. He didn’t know what to do. His low self-esteem was not helping him with putting his thoughts together. After the first two weeks without your visit to his home or shop, he was devastated. Nothing from his special collection of games and films could make him completely happy anymore, because his thoughts were occupied by you. But one day, when he was organizing his special cassettes, a movie caught his eye. When he read the title, an idea sprung to his mind and he was that desperate for your presence, he almost instantly made a decision.

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You started to feel a bit nostalgic when you were looking through the window at falling snowflakes. It was the first snow of the year, so you were also a little bit excited. But when you were sitting in a small cafe in your town, a cup of hot chocolate in front of you, memories slowly creeping from the back of your head. Memories of sad past months, but also of warm and joyful summer. But the most important thought in your mind was the reason for your presence in the cafe. Your fingers unconsciously wandered on the screen of your phone to once again open a message from your friend Thomas. You had strong remorse for leaving him alone and don't contacting him in almost a month. You didn't know what to expect from today's meeting with him, but you were shocked that he invited you to a public place, where there could be a lot of people. Your line of thinking was cut, when small bells over the door frame rang and someone entered the cafe. You guessed it was your company for today - hood covered his head and his face was covered by black mask, but you were sure that this is your friend, whom you haven't seen for almost 2 long months. You noticed his lack of gloves - his hands were red from the cold temperature outside. He still got snowflakes on his massive hoodie, but they were melting away. Even if you felt a little bit awkward, you felt a strange warmth in your chest at the sight of him. You longed to hear his soft voice and laugh, and your heart squeezed just at the thought of it.

He paused for a while to look for you among other people present at the cafe and his gaze finally met yours. He shyly headed towards you and slowly pulled off his hood and mask, so you could recognize him as you haven't done it already. Even from a distance you could say that he was nervous, his hands were making some awkward movements and his eyes shifted from one person to another, like he was expecting somebody to attack him. Finally he was standing right in front of your table and you felt terribly for leaving him with poor excuses about work. He looked bad, just as you - sleepless nights put their marks on your face and you recognized them on his face too. Before he could say anything, you stood up immediately, and reduced the distance between you two. You looked him deep in the eye and hugged him carefully to not scare him. You didn’t care about other people, because you especially chose a more private area of the cafe, in the corner and a massive part of it was covered by plants. You felt Thomas tensing up after you embraced him, but after a few seconds he relaxed and hugged you back.

- "I'm so sorry, Sykkuno." - whisper left your mouth before you could think about forming a more developed sentence, but these words were only one in your mind right now. - "I missed you so much."

At these words he hugged you tighter and you could swear that he smiled like he always did when he was embarrassed.

- "I missed you too." - he whispered back, straight to your ear. You felt butterflies waking up in your stomach at his closeness and blushed a little.

- "It’s nice to- nice to see you, hm." - he stuttered a little and moved his arms away from you, so you did the same. You both sat down and you looked at his face again. Small blush creeped his cheeks, but it could be from the temperature change. - "I was afraid that you wouldn't have time for… For me."

He looked at you like a lost puppy and you felt awful. But before you could say something, he gave you a very warm and wide smile.

-"But you had and I'm happy about it." - he said and started to look for something in his pockets. - "I know that you are a very hard working person and I wanted to thank you for helping me and my grandfather despite this." - it was the longest sentence you ever heard from him, so you were a little bit speechless, but he looked like he wanted to say something more. However, you felt guilty and you had to apologize to him properly.

- "Thomas, I’m sorry. "- you interrupted before he could continue. - "I'm sorry for non contacting you in days and I know it was wrong. I… I can explain why I did this."

- "You don't have to. "- He answered and his search finished with success, because he placed down something rectangular on the table. - "I asked you for a meeting, because I realized something during the past months. And I can't keep this a secret any more."

He was looking even more nervous now. He hid his hands in the sleeves of his hoodie, because they were trembling a little. You also noticed that his face is clearly and non deniable red almost like a tomato, and he was a little bit hesitant when speaking. You decided to not interrupt him this time, and you also felt nervous. He looked at the window to search for the right words or find the courage, you assumed. But then he suddenly returned his gaze to you.

- "What is it, Thomas?" - you asked softly to encourage him to share his thoughts with you. You decided to use his real name to show you are taking him seriously. Deep in your heart you felt a little spark of hope, but you didn't want to make expectations and then be dissapointed. You watched his movements carefully, your eyes dropping to the item lying before him, and you finally recognized the thing. It was a cassette thanks to which you could know him. Your mouth opened in surprise and when he noticed that, he smiled coyly, but stress was still recognizable on his face.

- "I wanted to tell you for a long time, but… I… I couldn’t find the courage. But now, I decided that I have to do this." - words left his mouth faster than usual, and his eyes nervously watched your reaction. He sighed and blinked a few times. -" You are my best friend, my only friend, but I realized I like you a lot more than that."

You were completely speechless. You didn't even imagine this scenario - it was too perfect to be real, but there you are. Your mind exploded with a sudden wave of joy and happiness, because the dearest person you know just admitted to liking you back. You smiled sincerely to him and he had to notice a spark of joy in your gaze, because he stopped talking and just watched you with his big eyes.

- "Thomas, I like you too. "- you said in answer, honestly looking into his eyes. -" I didn’t know how to tell you, so I distanced myself fro you, because I didn’t want to scare you or… "- you didn’t finish and all of sudden felt embarrassed for your lack of initiative.

- "I thought it would be nice to talk about it in the place where our friendship started. "- he said slowly and carefully moved the cassette on the table towards you. He looked down for a second, then returned your gaze. He looked more determined than before and smiled at you once again. You could look at his smile forever - there was nothing more cuter than his expressions.

- "So…Would you like to accompany me on this journey?" - he asked softly and pulled out his hand to you from the sleeve. He watched your reaction carefully.

- "Yes, I definitely would." - You giggled and blushed a little, but gently grabbed his hand and intertwined your fingers with his.

He tightened his grip on your hand and you both touched the cassette with your other hands. The world started to spin, and even when you started falling down, all you could feel in this moment was falling in love with this cute, lovely boy, soon to be your boyfriend, who held your hand like his life depended on it and laughed at the strange sensation. You couldn't help and joined him, looking forward to experiencing the best adventure - and you were certain that it would be the best, because you had the greatest companion in the whole world.

~fin~

#sykkuno x y/n #sykkuno #sykkuno x reader #sykkuno imagines #y/n imagine #imagines #fanfiction #x reader #reader #y/n #euphories #games #videoclub #y/n x character #y/n imagines #y/n insert #corpse husband

[skelemira]

hello bestie i am requesting some fluffy platonic headcanons for what the Sweet Cap'n Cakes gang gets up to in their spare time pls !<3333 if that doesnt work out thats fine!!! 💖💖💖

Oh bestie you have no idea man my friends and I have an entire SERVER dedicated to our sonas as the SCC and everything about them you have asked the right gal

Fluffy Platonic SCC hcs here we come:

Based on an earlier Tumblr post I saw they love to do raves, K_K will work super hard to give them all really cool glow in the dark makeup and bake some glow in the dark cakes and cookies (there's edible glow in the dark food colouring and stuff I looked it up)

Yeah along that line K_K bakes like a frick ton, gets really good at decorating cookies, makes cookies of the SCC members like all the time

Sweet falls asleep like anywhere and anytime, they just like doze off randomly. K_K and Cap'n make sure that Sweet stays on the turntables as much as possible when they're out bc then they'll faceplant into the turntables instead of the ground (which still isn't great but it's preferable)

Sweet also really loves rhythm games like DDR and stuff like that.

Sweet and Cap'n have a playful rivalry (usually more like banter between friends than any true rivalry)

Sweet does patrols around Cyber World, they like to have a bird's eye view of things, it makes them breathe a bit easier, plus they can watch Cap'n and K_K to make sure they're safe.

Sweet loves taking Cap'n and K_K for joyrides on the turntables, especially to go to carnivals and watch fireworks and (since Cap'n and K_K have an insatiable sweet (heh sweet) tooth, they get cotton candy and watch the fireworks all together).

They're all pretty serious about the rebellion, but Sweet has a bit of a mischievous side about it.

Cap'n kind of blurts things out at random times without thinking sometimes, sometimes it has good results, sometimes maybe not but they're all meant with good intentions. (Usually~)

Gonna quote my beloved Saph here bc she worded it much better than I can lol: "The nickname Cap’n is totally an inside joke. They don’t consider themself the actual “leader,” but they joke about it a lot. Sweets and K_K probably (playfully) agree that it’s because they’re bossy, not because they’re leader material. All in good fun ofc."

Cap'n is absolutely hopeless in being flirted with. Flirting with someone else? Got it no problem. BEING flirted with????? Ahaaaaaaa flustered Cap'n~

Again gonna quote Saph bc man I cannot rephrase this lol it is perfect: "Probably considers himself a bit of a business tycoon. No-one can resist the extra seedy CD bagels, so why not sell em $400 a pop? It’s genius! Shame K_K misunderstood them xDDD"

Aaaaaand one more time lol: "Probably just likes vibing and seeing his friends happy tbh. He strikes me as the type to go above and beyond to see them happy"

So K_K gives piggyback rides to Sweet and Cap'n all the time (when Sweet falls asleep K_K puts them in a baby carrier bought specifically for this purpose)

And final one!!! K_K would do anything to see Sweet and Cap'n happy, even if it means being a little goofier than normal or working a bit harder to really perfect their likenesses on those cookies.

Thank you so much for requesting hon!!!!

With that I'm about to go to bed btw so I won't be very fast at responding to requests if y'all still want them, but feel free to keep sending them in, or just send an ask to say hi!

ALSO omg how did I almost forget for the Sweet hcs I wanna thank Lemon my beloved (she doesn't have a tumblr but her art insta is @lemon_lucid if you would like to go follow!) And for the Cap'n hcs I wanna thank @saphirathedragon my beloved wifeyyyyyy srsly I love both of their hcs for the SCC and imma end it there cuz man I'm tired XDDDD

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