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jesterwriting · 6 months

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Hi Jester!! Hope you’re having a good day 💞 I absolutely love your work !! Your writings style and how you write the op boys.. my heart 🫶

If you’re taking requests, is it okay to ask a confession scenario from Law and Sanji, to a reader who’s never been in a relationship before?? They kinda freak out, after hearing the boys like them, only cuz they like them back but don’t wanna mess up?

Wishing you a good day- and thank you!! Stay awesome <3

pairing: sanji x reader & law x reader (separate)

contents: fluff, idiots in love, confessions, humor, nonbinary reader in sanji’s, gender neutral reader in law’s, reader is short in laws, everyone in this is so stupid, did i say idiots in love yet

word count: 2.4k words

note: AWWW HI im so glad you like my stuff hehe. okay so i got WHOLLY carried away with this request. like totally got carried away, though, i had an absolute blast writing this and hope you enjoy it too<33 idiots in love is my absolute favorite trope if you couldn't tell.

playlist: moscow - autoheart

Black Leg Sanji

It wasn’t obvious at first.

Sanji treated you the same as anyone else, always feeding you when you were hungry or offering a pleasant word when you shared the same space together. Sure, he didn’t fawn over you like he did the ladies, and he certainly didn’t treat you as roughly as he did Zoro, but the two of you had your own rapport. Sanji was nice to you, you were nice to him. That was all there was to it. While it was no secret — at least not to the observant eyes of Nami and Robin — that you wanted a little bit more from the flirtatious cook, you were happy with what you got. There was no reason to ruin a good thing with childish feelings, especially not when you were so inexperienced with them.

What you had was fine. It was good even, you supposed.

That was until Sanji started treating you differently.

It happened almost overnight. The camaraderie you shared with him grew into something entirely new. You weren’t sure what to do about it. When you woke up that fateful morning, Sanji seemed distant, though he wouldn’t stop staring at you with the most bewildered expression you had ever seen. Instead of setting a plate down in front of Nami or Robin first, he placed a breakfast platter right under your nose, a rosy blush staining his cheeks. The final nail in the coffin was the shaky compliment you got from him as you left the room.

“You look positively ravishing today, Y/N.”

You froze in place, fingers curled around the doorknob. When you turned, Sanji blinked at you a few times, lips parted as if he wasn’t sure as to what he said. Seconds passed — though it felt more like years — of the two of you staring at one another. Ashes dribbled from Sanji’s cigarette onto the floor. You shuffled your feet. It was completely silent, save for the sound of your heart thundering in your chest.

“Thanks,” You finally said.

With that, you slipped out the door, unable to stand the tension a moment longer. Something squirmed in your chest, and an anxious tang in the back of your throat made you want to throw yourself overboard. It was one compliment, it didn’t mean anything, you told yourself.

You weren’t sure what scared you more. The idea that it meant nothing, or the idea that Sanji might like you the same way you liked him. Either way, you couldn’t stop trembling. You hoped that whatever this was would work itself out on its own without your intervention.

Spoiler alert: it didn’t.

In fact, it got worse.

Sanji hovered around you more often, going from occasionally asking if you needed anything from him, to asking every twenty minutes. While he didn’t stop doting on Nami and Robin, he found himself too preoccupied with watching you to remember to refill their drinks on time.

Worst of all, Sanji wouldn’t stop complimenting you. They were far clumsier than the usually smooth flirtations that rolled off his tongue, but they were more than enough to get under your skin and into your heart. You didn’t miss that unmistakable glitter of pride in his blue eyes whenever you blushed under his flattery.

What you wouldn’t give for everything to go back to normal. When you realized you harbored a little crush on Sanji, you never expected it to be reciprocated. Now that it was, you weren’t sure what to do. You had never been in a relationship before, and with your luck, you’d end up screwing everything up.

You flushed when you felt his eyes on you, trailing from the top of your head to your feet. Gentle footfalls approached you, and you braced for an inevitably awkward interaction that you would replay in your head for hours after it was done.

“Hello, my sweet—” Over the past few days, Sanji had gotten more confident with the pet names, much to your chagrin — “Care for a refill.”

“If you can make it alcoholic,” You replied, staring pointedly at the ocean. If you looked at his ridiculously handsome face right now, you’d crumble to dust.

“Anything for someone as lovely as you.” You could practically hear his dumb smile on his dumb lips that you wanted to kiss stupid. Frowning, you fidgeted with your fingers.

You heard Sanji tip the pitcher as ice clinked together, filling your glass. The smell of sea salt filled your nostrils. There were words bubbling in your chest and up your throat, threatening to spew forth and coat the deck with bile. You bit your lip to keep that from happening.

“For you.” Sanji handed you the glass, and his fingers brushed against your own. They were warm, the skin was soft and well maintained. As always, you wondered what they’d feel like cupping your face, Sanji’s lips against your own.

You couldn’t keep it in any longer.

“Do you have a crush on me or something?”

Sanji’s mouth fell open. Before he could speak, you bulldozed right over him. “It’s okay if you do, I don’t really care, I’m just curious. I mean, maybe I would care because I’ve had a bit of a crush on you since forever. But that’s stupid. I’m stupid. I need to stop talking right now. Why can’t I stop talking?”

“You’re not stupid,” Was the first thing that Sanji said, surprisingly stern for how red he was. Followed by an almost incredulous, “You like me?”

“That’s what I should be saying” You cried. “You’re not supposed to like me back. I have no idea what I’m doing.”

He stared at you for a moment before reaching to remove his cigarette from his mouth and dangle it between two fingers. “You’re in love with me?”

“Well, that’s a really serious way to put it, but yeah. Sure. Whatever. I’m in love with you. There! I said it.” You let out a manic cackle. Your face felt so hot, like you were about to burst into flames any second. “I’ve never been in a relationship. I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what I’m doing.”

Sanji grabbed you by the shoulders, his expression serious. “I don’t know what I’m doing either. We can figure it out together. If you’ll have me, of course.”

Your arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him into a tight hug. “Okay. Together then.”

“Together, my sweet.” He said, so suave as if steam wasn’t coming off of him from how hard he was blushing.

Not that you were much better.

Trafalgar Law

You hadn’t meant to overhear. Really, you didn’t. You were passing by the engine room, arms full of supplies you were supposed to deliver to the team, when you overheard your name. Maybe it was nosy of you to start eavesdropping, but anyone would if they were in your position. Once you heard Shachi and Penguin say your name, you stuck around to see what gossip had been floating around on the Polar Tang about you. It was a fact of life, one you refused to be held accountable for.

What you didn’t expect was to find out the captain had a crush. That in of itself sounded wholly ridiculous, and at first, nearly tore your heart in half. You had been harboring feelings for Law for a long time now, none of which you were confident enough to act on. Part of the reason you never confessed was because you had hoped he was too damned awkward to have a crush on anyone else in the first place. The other part was because you were inexperienced. Love was not something that came easy to you. It was messy, rough, and altogether stressful, none of which you wanted to deal with.

What really got you though, was the fact that out of everyone in the entire world, the infamous captain of the Heart Pirates had feelings for you.

You really, really hadn’t meant to overhear.

With your heart beating out of your chest, you shuffled past the engine room and delivered your supplies, wishing you were anywhere but here. This was bad. Law had been avoiding you for weeks, and now, you knew why. At first, you worried you had gotten on his nerves enough that he was finally sick of you. You enjoyed talking to him, even discounting your little crush. Whenever Law had a free moment, you found yourself by his side, chattering away over whatever had caught your fancy. He was a good listener, chiming in with a smirk every so often to show that he was paying attention. Recently, however, Law had started to dip into adjourning halls when he saw you coming, or take his meals in his office rather than sit with you in the mess.

It would almost be easier if he hated you. Then you wouldn’t be sweating profusely in your boiler suit, scared that Law would show up around every turn. How could you look him in the eye knowing that your feelings for him were reciprocated? All you knew is you were thankful he was avoiding you. It made staying as far away from him as possible much, much easier.

You were confident you were doing a good job getting your tasks done without running into the captain until you, quite literally, ran into him. The top of your head knocked directly into his chin, sending you sprawling on the floor and making Law frown. A frown that deepened when he saw you.

Still, he helped you to your feet.

“Watch where you’re going, Y/N-ya.”

“Right, sorry. Bye,” You said, skirting past him.

Law didn’t let you get far before his hand shot out to grab your wrist. His brows were furrowed, and you tried not to think about the glimmer of disappointment in his eyes. “That’s it?”

“What?”

“You’re usually always talking,” He said.

You removed your arm from Law’s grasp. He let go easily, thank goodness, you were fully prepared to wrestle him to get out of this conversation if you needed to. “I just don’t feel very chatty right now. Bye.”

With that, you turned on your heel and marched down the hall. It was quiet for a moment, only the sound of your footsteps resounding against the walls of the Polar Tang. It wasn't until a second, much heavier pair joined you did you start to pick up the pace. To which Law responded to by matching your speed, easily gaining on you. His strides were longer than yours. Two of your steps equaled one of his. At this rate, it would only be a matter of time before he caught you, and then where would you be?

So you started running.

Law faltered for a second before he joined, boots like thunder against the floor. Instinctively, you ducked around the first corner, hoping to lose him, before your stomach flipped and you, once again, ran directly into your captain.

That asshole. He shambles’ed you.

“Why were you running from me?” If he was hurt, he hid it well through an entirely unamused mask. You swallowed hard, shuffling your feet slightly under his gaze.

“I had the runs.”

Law gave you an unimpressed look. “No you didn’t. Now tell the truth. Why did you run from me?”

“Uh.”

You were really in it now. If the universe had any amount of love for you, there would be an emergency happening in about five seconds from now that would demand Law’s attention. But, of course, nothing happened. You were trapped.

“Uh,” Law repeated, his usual smirk worming its way onto his face. It wasn’t until then that you realized just how close to him you were, nose mere inches away from his chest. Your cheeks blazed.

Taking a couple steps back, you fidgeted with your fingers. “It’s none of your business.”

“It is my business when one of my crewmates runs from me,” Law countered.

He had you there. You weren’t sure how to get out of this, or even if you could get out of this. This was it. D-Day. Your tongue felt too big for your mouth, the pink muscle flailing uselessly. It was hard to breathe as your heart pounded furiously enough to make you feel lightheaded. Finally, after a full minute of silence, you couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“Ireallydidn’tmeantobutIoverheardShachiandPenguinsayyouhadacrushonme.”

As he processed your words, all of Law’s confidence leaked away, the tips of his ears turning bright pink, confirming what you already knew. His pupils darted to your face in search of something.

“What did you think?” Law licked his dry lips and tried again. “What did you think when you heard that?”

“I don’t know because I’ve had the biggest crush on you since we met!” There. You said it. That wasn’t so bad. “I didn’t know what to do, so I was avoiding you.”

Tugging on the brim of his hat to cover his face, Law asked, “So what do you want to do now?”

“Didn’t you hear me? I don’t know! I’ve never been in a relationship before, how am I supposed to know these things?”

“I haven’t either,” He confessed.

You let your forehead knock against his chest. A chuckle rumbled against you as Law brought his hand up to cup the back of your head. His touch was delicate, barely there at all. You couldn’t help but lean into him. “That doesn’t help at all.”

“Get some dinner,” He said. “We can eat in my office together and talk about it more then. No more running.”

“Says the guy who avoided me for three weeks.”

Law only let out a huff while you laughed.

#one piece x reader #sanji x reader #trafalgar law x reader #sanji x you #trafalgar law x you #sanji x yn #trafalgar law x yn #one piece imagines #one piece scenarios #.jesterwrites

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ratsonastick · 3 months

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Jealous Clarisse has my heart, so could you do one where she's jealous of the reader with a new camper but she doesn't do anything because she thinks the reader doesn't like her and vice versa? with a happy ending please

Clarisse La Rue x Oblivious!FemReader

A/N- IM A JEALOUS JEALOUS JEALOUS GIRLLL. If I can't have HER baby

Also sorry its a little short!!

Request are open

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Clarisse wasn't someone big on confronting their feelings, that is unless it's related to anger. So when she saw you standing with some other camper who was trying to be smitten. She scoffed and walked away.

She knew there was a chance you wouldn't like her, but the way that she finally got you to hang out with her, and how you were so cute near her, just gave her the impression that you did.

So she did what she usually did, which was go to the training field and punch a dummy. For the next few days, she was more aggressive toward others, If that's even possible …

Clarisse is just honestly someone who doesn't know how to react when her vulnerable side is declined because she never shows it to anyone. Her friend Selena (If that's what you call their relationship) told her that it wasn't fair to blame you, you had no idea.

But Clarisse thought she was being obvious, complimenting you, giving you extra portions of food, and lifting heavy things for you.

Along with being aggressive, or more sassy as some would say, she was constantly ignoring you. As much as she would hate to admit it she did feel a bit jealous, and now a part of her felt embarrassed and not good enough to keep trying.

This was the first time she had ever felt not good enough.

You, on the other hand, didn't know why she wasn’t speaking to you all of a sudden.

Every attempt to speak to her she’d scowl and walk in the other direction, trudging forward just like she did a year before when she didn't care for you at all.

You were stressed, not knowing what was wrong bothered you. You started to believe that she didn't like you, that maybe you said something that showed your interest and she got grossed out.

One day when you found her alone in the field you finally decided to confront her. At first she didn't notice you, throwing another punch at the dummy, but then when she did she turned away and walked towards the bench avoiding your gaze.

“Clarisse!” you called out, walking forward faster to get to her. “What do you want?” She asked sternly, which took you aback.

“What's with this?” you asked hinting at her attitude in a distressed voice which made her sign and turn to face you, you looked at her and truly saw nothing for a moment.

Even though Clarisse was upset, her hands still got slightly sweaty at the sight of you.

“What's with what?” She spoke up, her shoulders raising slightly with each heavy breath she took in. “This attitude, you’re like a completely different person.”

She rolled her eyes and turned back to the bench taking a sip from a water bottle, it was yours, the one you lent her when you got worried she wasn't drinking enough water.

Clarisse took it because she thought it was the closest thing she’d ever get to kissing your lips.

“I'm a different person? What about you, walking around talking to some kid who was clearly flirting with you! Don't you understand how much of a fool you made me feel?” she spoke, turning to look back at you, her eyebrows furrowed.

“Clarisse, what are you talking about!” you spoke up, “Stop playing dumb! That new kid.” She shouted at you, which made you take a step back away from her.

She never showed this side of her to you, the side that every Ares kid had, Anger.

Clarisse tried to calm down but a part of her felt like it was on fire. “That kid was a childhood friend … he's 5 years younger than me.” You spoke up with a disgusted look on your face, scoffing at her ignorance.

Clarisse could've sworn that kid was 6ft tall when she saw him.

You shook your head turning around to walk away “I’m such an idiot for liking you.” you spoke softly, but Clarisse heard you say it and her heart skipped a beat.

You liked her …

She wanted to run after you, she wanted to apologize and kiss you. But her embarrassment and realizing she was wrong made her stop and stay in place, her breathing deepening. When you were out of sight she threw the water bottle onto the ground in annoyance, and that's when she heard a yelp.

She turned to the side and saw Annabeth taking her hat off “Annabeth … get lost.” Clarisse would've been angry about Annabeth stalking, but she had bigger things to worry about.

“Talk to her.” Annabeth spoke up “One thing I know about Y/n is that she is a forgiving person … which is also a curse. She needs someone like you to help her make decisions like that.” Annabeth spoke before walking away.

And for once Clarisse agreed.

That night Clarisse walked up to your cabin and opened the door, it was late, and a lot of your siblings were giving her stares for going in the cabin at this time.

But she was on a mission.

She saw you propped up in your bunk with a small light shining behind your shoulder so you could read her book.

You looked so beautiful to her, she could take you right here if she could.

But she approached you, and when you finally noticed her you shut your book and turned the light off. “Y/n” Clarisse spoke softly, kneeling down “Please come outside.”

“I’m sleeping”

“No, you just talked.”

You sighed and turned to face her, sitting up in your bed, and Clarisse felt her heart skip another beat. “Fine … but make it quick,” you mumbled.

Clarisse smiled and took your hand, and you wrapped your fingers around hers. She brought you outside and turned to face her.

“Look I’m an idiot, I know but please forgive me. I can’t help being jealous and angry; it's just the way I am, and the way I always will be. I should've talked to you about it but I didn't, I just like you so much and seeing you smile at someone else made me hurt.”

You smiled at her and rolled your eyes as you looked to the side, but Clarisse didn't stop. She grabbed your hands and kissed them both as she looked at you “Princess please” she mumbled slightly and you could've sworn you saw a blush of embarrassment on her.

“Fine,” you said.

Clarisse was shocked, that was it? She was prepared to fight, do anything to win you back, but all she had to do was be truthful.

Her eyebrows slightly scrunched and she smiled “But just remember Clarisse, if you get jealous and decide to ignore me again I will end you.”

Clarisse nodded her head and placed her hands on your hips, hooking her fingers onto the inside of your pajama shorts and pulled you closer to her. She had a smirk on her face “Whatever you say ma’am”

And with that she kissed you softly, but eventually she depended on it as her hand went to the small of your back, pressing you against her.

#percy jackon and the olympians #x reader #clarisse la rue #clarisse x reader #wlw #percy jackson #camp half blood #wlw post #luke castellan #annabeth pjo

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squerlly · 18 days

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do you possibly maybe JUST MAYBE write Lute x Demon!reader JUST ASKING FOR A FRIEND my friend would love a story of the goobers (I’m the friend)

-🪿anon

I write pretty much anything so I would be happy to do this for you, no specifications on the gender or type of story you want but I will do GN demon reader x lute head cannons SFW and NSWF to add a bit of spice since updates on my blog have been slow, mostly because I have been out sick and just procrastinating but more content is being made as we speak so enjoy!!!

(GN! Demon reader) x Lute -SFW/NSFW-

-SFW-

Lute despises demons naturally but after running into you during extermination day, she made one big exception that might cost her job, but love makes people do crazy things...

with Lute's rough personality, she can be really bad with communication and feelings but always makes an effort to show affection, even in the most strangest ways.

In Lute's mind calling you an idiot is like saying I love you and letting you help preen her wings lets you know she trusts you, after all her wings are sensitive and having you get those hard to reach places makes flying much more comfortable.

when she comes down for secret visits she always brings back little things from heaven that aren't available in hell, who new sweets in heaven taste so good, they even have rainbow sprinkles!

-NSFW-

when Lute sneaks out of heaven to meet up with you, as an exterminator she knows every little hiding spot perfect for some quick fun~

Lute would let you bite and mark all over her, if she can't take you with her, she definitely has something to remember you by.

as someone who doesn't get a lot of credit and recondition for her work Lute doesn't get compliments or praise, so when you whisper sweet nothing in her ear and praise her she will melt into mush and do anything to here you say she's a good girl~

had been trained for battle and endurance, Lute has incredible stamina and can go for hours adding to pleasure of rough handling.

angel blood is not common to come by, and according to the local cannibals', its quite the delicacy. Lute happy to give you a taste, lets you drink as much of her sweet savory blood as you want, leaving you drunk and craving more. the feeling of your tongue lapping the literal liquid gold makes her core heat up, a sensation that leaves her soaked.

IM SO SORRY!!! for leaving you all for almost a whole weak, iv been so tired and sick. I'm also sorry if this request feels lazily written. request and chapters will be coming out a bit slower until I feel a bit better and have more time but I will try to get more content out faster. thank you all for your patients I love you all have a good day/night!!!

-squerlly

@pooplyface1423 @strippezzz

for more content and chapters please click this masterlist

#hazbin #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel smut #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin lute #lute x reader #lute x you

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luvsae · 8 months

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kang saebyeok as your guitarist girlfriend | bullet point story [1] . . ♡

- kang saebyeok x gn!reader

note: this is just the intro so she isn't your girlfriend yet

- you actually met saebyeok at a show that she was playing at a bar

- the whole band was good but you couldn't keep your eyes off of her

- she noticed at one point and made eye contact with you, sending a cheeky smile your way

- you couldn't help but feel butterflies in your stomach - she was really pretty

- she had on a tux, but the blazer was off, leaving her with a messy bow tie and a white shirt - it was perfect

- after the show you stayed for a bit to have one more drink and hopefully see the guitarist (who you now knew as saebyeok since the whole band introduced themselves)

- as you took a sip of your drink, the seat beside you was suddenly filled

- looking over, you noticed saebyeok

- you almost spit out your drink because of how beautiful she was

- she noticed your stare and laughed. "hi"

- "hi," you replied back. "the show was really good"

- she grinned, taking a sip of her drink. "thank you. were you staying after the show just for me?" saebyeok teased

- you felt your cheeks heat up, not knowing what to say at first. "well, i did want to see you, but i didn't expect for you to sit next to me"

- saebyeok chuckled to herself before taking a napkin and a pen, then writing down her phone number

- "call me when you get home, okay?"

- you practically ran home after saebyeok gave you her number

- after waiting a bit, you decided to text her

you: hey its y/n :)

- a few minutes later, she texted you back

saebyeok: hey there, didn't think you'd text me haha

y/n: how could i not? you're really interesting

saebyeok: ohhhh you're interested in me?? ;)

- you couldn't help but smile like an idiot - why was this girl so interesting to you?

saebyeok: we should hangout soon. let's go to a coffee shop

y/n: im down

- the two of you actually followed through with the plans of going out, and today happened to be the day

- you changed your outfit three times before coming to a decision - it wasn't too casual, but not too fancy

- suddenly you heard a knock at your door. shit she was here a bit earlier than expected

- rushing over to the door, you opened it and saw saebyeok. she was in cargo pants and a loose top - she was beautiful

- "hey," you smiled sheepishly. "come in"

- she entered your home. "sorry im here a bit early. there's gonna be traffic soon so i thought that i should come here a bit earlier"

- "that's okay," you nodded. "i just need to get my bag and then we can go"

- as you went to get your bag you couldn't help but smile to yourself. you were so excited !!

- the two of you eventually left and drove over to the coffee shop. you learned some things about the girl

- she was the same age as you, her favorite color is blue, she's been playing guitar for a few years now

- you also told her some facts about yourself, it was nice

- the both of you talked and had some coffee, laughing at all the stupid and cheesy jokes that saebyeok told you

- she complimented you a few times too, and you couldn't help but blush because of that

- "you're really pretty" "you really light up the room" "your laugh is pretty too"

- the hangout didn't end after that because the two of you then went to the pet store

- you practically dragged saebyeok over to the section where the cats were, squealing over the little animals

- "this one is so cute i want to adopt them all"

- "that would be a lot of cat food"

- "but it's worth it!"

- saebyeok was more interested in the birds and frogs - she thought they were cool

- "these little guys would be great companions, don't you think?" "they are really cute. netflix frog!"

- "you're adorable"

- after that you would go to a video game store (this was for saebyeok as she played games on her days off)

- "what games do you like?" you asked her

- "i like survival games. i played one recently called the forest, you should play it with me one day"

- "that would be fun"

- saebyeok ended up buying a copy of minecraft for one of her consoles after you said you played that game often

- the day would soon end and saebyeok would bring you home. she made you stay a bit longer because the sunset was nice (others would argue she just wanted to spend more time with you)

- you would take a picture of the sunset before turning to saebyeok. "we should take a picture in front of the sunset, what do you say?"

- "of course"

- the two of you would huddle close and take a picture - saebyeok was stunning as she was drawn out by the sunlight

- saebyeok would walk you to your door and smile at you. "did you have fun?"

- "that was the most fun ive had in a while, thank you"

- "would you wanna do it again?" she asked, putting her hands in her pockets

- "if you have ideas on where to go, and if you plan to get me that cat, then yes" you teased

- she grinned and nodded. "alright, y/n. i don't know if i can get you that cat, though"

- you rolled your eyes playfully. "i'll see you again soon, saebyeok. text me when you get home"

- "will do"

- and with that, your first hangout with saebyeok was done

- you couldn't help but feel giddy and excited over spending the whole day with her

- you couldn't wait until your next adventure

#kang sae byeok #saebyeok fluff #saebyeok x reader #fanfic #fluff stuff #fluff scenario #squid game #saebyeok imagines #bullet point fic #headcanons

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ultimateloserboy · 1 year

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i cant go to sleep until i release the thoughts so here they are. im sorry if this is a bit more nonsensical or rambleish than my other ones, im very very tired but anyway

this is going to be a bit upsetting for the lovey-dovey sunshine and rainbows crowd but people give red guy and duck WAYY too much credit when it comes to their relationship (or at least how it used to be) like they DID NOT //start out// functional AT. ALL. they used to go together like a car and a tree. and honestly this makes them even more interesting

They’re both insecure in different areas, and they react differently to these insecurities as well. from what ive gathered, red guy dislikes how “odd” he is. he tries to act bitter and uncaring about everything and everyone, either to fit in with the other red things, or to keep himself distracted or distanced from the world hes stuck in. he distances himself from his friends as well. this is a horrible contrast with ducks outward and open love of his friends (despite how horribly he treats them lmao but i digress) duck reveals in the family episode that despite loving himself, he wants other people to love him too. duck is not necessarily insecure in himself, hes the best one after all, but he does feel very lonely. he feels like nobody loves him as much as he loves himself, like the only person he truly has is himself because nobody else is willing to love him. this obviously makes him feel very alone. this is why red guys denial and dismissal of his friends hits ducks insecurities harshly and directly, even if its not intentional.

once i got to the fridge scene during my first watchthrough i was very confused. firstly because i was utterly flabbergasted that they were gay for some reason (i had never even considered it), and secondly because ducks reply caught me off guard. duck is a very full-of-himself character. so why would he be surprised to find out someone likes looking at him? shouldnt he reply with something like “well yeah duh you big stupid idiot im the prettiest and the best etc etc”?? well i understand now why duck reacted that way. he doesnt get many compliments from anyone but himself, probably talking in the mirror. and he ESPECIALLY hadnt gotten many compliments from red guy at this point. red guy denied being his friend very adamantly. EVEN AT HIS FUNERAL. HIS FUNERAL!!! and yes red guy does realize he misses duck eventually, but duck isnt even there to see it, and when he comes back he finds himself literally replaced?? (like.. red guy ur fumbling so hard right now. fumbling straight into a divorce. and ur not even married yet man. but anyway, back on topic)

slowly throughout the series red guy starts being more open, and whether he realizes it or not his whole uncaring act isnt that good to begin with. my favorite small detail during the funeral is that red guy calls the plates “our plates” without even realizing it, right in the middle of denying his best-friendship with duck. like dude who do you think youre fooling other than yourself!?

with all of this considered, despite red guys poor performance of denial, it’s perfectly understandable for duck to be surprised when red guy openly confesses his honest emotions. an up-front confession of feelings is not something red guy ever wants or allows himself to do, so duck was probably confused as hell.

my favorite part of this scene is how red guy is looking away when he says it, still clearly embarrassed but saying it anyway. this is a HUGE deal for his character. it was a character development that had been slowly growing throughout the tv series, and by episode six i think it was as close to completion as its ever been. he does pull the whole “its fine just ignore it” thing with duck earlier in the episode, but he does it more to calm him down in this context. the fridge scene confirms to me that red guy has almost stopped running, not necessarily from the house, but from his friends. he has finally let himself love them. hes finally let himself admit not just to himself, but to duck, that hes important to him.

this is why i think theyre so interesting, because these two characters are cynical assholes. that’s how becky and joe have described them at times. these characters are not the best of people, theyre both messed up people in a messed up and confusing world, so of course they wont be perfect. but thats the beauty of it. they dont want to hurt eachother, so they try their best to change. they try their best to fight against the cruelty of their minds and surroundings and let themselves love eachother even if only for a second, even if in the end it wont really matter

ok im going to sleep now goodnight

#fluffybird #red guy x duck #dhmis #dont hug me im scared #dhmis duck #dhmis fandom #dhmis red guy #duck guy #red guy #duck dhmis #red guy dhmis

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soahbee · 4 months

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Big update I Christmas Gathering

IM HERE FOR UPDATE FINALLY!! I'm sorry in advance if it's long, maybe I'll post it for you girls in two parts <33

So I arrived a little late to the Christmas gathering, I had prepared too much. I was wearing a white ruffled skirt and a white shirt over which I wore a knitted vest + long black platform boots. (I like this style)

When I arrived, the celebration was already in full swing, dad loves these kinds of gatherings, he had already decorated the house, so it was really a Christmas atmosphere. Of course, I immediately noticed R, who was talking to a couple of people in the living room, and girls couldn't believe how good he looked even in a weird Christmas sweater. haha His hair was slicked back and a few strands hung in his eyes and he was wearing black linen pants. I love seeing a different side of him outside of school.

Since everyone was drinking and in a good mood, I quickly went to the kitchen to relieve my tension, bc I honestly didn't know many people at this big party, so far there were only small gatherings for a close circle of friends, but now I saw several strangers here, who of course knew who I was bc my father's acquaintances, but it was so awkward to introduce myself at the beginning. mehhhh

I started drinking some champagne to get rid of my anxiety and started talking to a couple of women who might have been the same age as R, idk, the point is that I was almost the youngest lol... However, they were very nice to me and I started to feel better, BUT then you won't believe it, they started talking about mens. AHH and my stomach immediately lurched as his name was said it this conversasion.🙄

A part of me knew that R was quite popular among women because, well…his a "dilf", as the women called him in the kitchen, (lol) but the reality still annoyed me and slapped me in the face that yes, R could actually get anyone here at the party. No matter how much I prepared, no matter how much I hoped like an idiot, there are much better, older, more mature women in the world than me. I was so immersed in my dark thoughts that I didn't even notice that I wasn't drinking my first champagne. lol

Just imagine, one of them just randomly interrupted my overthinking with the question of whether I like someone. I just said no quickly. What can I say to this? That "Yes, I like R?" Absolutly not!!😭 No one in my father's circle of acquaintances will know. Good heavens, what would dad do if he found out? But they didn't leave the subject and kept asking questions, and I awkwardly just smiled while they giggled in front of me. They were in a good mood, they enjoyed the Christmas party and I don't blame them, maybe I didn't handle the situation properly and kept away from them. I then poured myself another champagne, but then all three women immediately remained silent, which was very strange, I felt I had done something, but omg, the girls didn't remain silent because of me...

"Ladies, hold back a bit" - he said

I knew right away that R was behind me and I immediately turned around, even though I didn't want to, but it was instinctive. At first, he didn't look at me, but only at the friends of the three girls (or, idk, maybe acquaintances), then the girls just laughed and started talking, but I don't even remember what bc I wasn't paying attention to them.

After that, R immediately looked at me with a big smile and said: "There you are! I thought you wouldn't come"

I'm sure he's been drinking, he's much more direct at this time and he's obviously very happy for me. I told him I had some things to do but I'm here. Then I saw that his eyes were strikingly running over me and he said to me:

"You are so pretty today!"

MY PLAN WAS SUCCEEDED AND HE COMPLIMENTED MY OUTFIT😭

I thanked him for the compliment and after the girls went away he asked if they were very intrusive with me, bc unfortunately when they drink they tend to ask too many questions and he saw that I was tense and I quickly told him that there was nothing wrong, it was just a bit much at once . I then looked at him and added that he also looks good, and he laughed and said: "Your dad gave me a really ugly hoodie and you think I look good?"

Since he was right, I had to laugh at that and told him that this is still better than my set, bc don't have a big hoodie that would have a Christmas atmosphere and I know that dad asked for it separately, bc this is dress code. Then comes the big WTF!!! He just drank into his glass and after that he said:

"I have two, would you like my other hoodie?"

To be honest, girls, I didn't know what to say to that, I might have very stupid face bc R laughed and playfully patted my head and continued: "I thought I could get away with a plain burgundy hoodie, but your father needed something uglier than that, so I'm not wearing it, but if you want, I'll give it to you, even though it might be a little big on you."

My brain switched quickly and I told him that, of course, at least this way I wouldn't hang out so much from the line, and after that he gave it to me and I hid in it and we laughed about how much bigger the hoodie for me. But I was so happy, I could smell him all night and it felt like there was something between us bc I was in his hoodie. After that, I completely relaxed with him, I was very relieved that he wasn't angry with me, as you know we hadn't spoken for four days before that and I was a little worried that bc of that I had written him something unpleasantly stupid last time. But luckily I didn't feel anything bad, in fact it was quite strange that he enjoyed my company so much, imagine that he even put his arm around my shoulder a few times and proudly told others that I was one of his best students and that he thought I was much more mature than others.

I don't think this man knows what he did to me. I began to bond with him more, and that couple of champagne inside me made him even more loving. I didn't feel that I was his student anymore, I even forgot for a moment that he was my teacher at the moment, I was fooling around with him and I held onto his arm many times, and HE DIDN'T MIND!!!😳 Specifically, he let me be silly next to him and never once refused my closeness.

I hope I wasn't too much for him....

So, girls I feel that our relationship has reached a new level!! This is all I'm writing to you now, bc you may not even read it, it's so long. lol SORRY AHH but I'll tell you girls about more story in a second post if my thoughts come to mind.

Im really into him now💘😭

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bbrissonn · 2 years

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Thinking about best friends to lovers with Briss bc he’s to scared to tell you and then some guy hits on you and he’s like nope

under the cut!

warnings: i didn’t do exactly like the request, but kept the best friends to lovers

"what do you mean you’re not coming? you always come to my home games, y/n/n, it’s a tradition!” brendan’s voice echoed from your phone, making you roll your eyes at how dramatic he was being.

“i have something--”

“but you’ve never missed one of my home games, y/n/n. not one in since we were 9...” he said, you could hear how hurt and sad he sounded, but you had promised the guy you were seeing you’d go on a date with him this friday, without realizing that bren had a game that day.

“i’m sorry, b. but i promised him--”

“him? who’s him?”

“the guy i’m seeing...” you trailed off, you never really talked about your romantic life to brendan until you were sure that it was going to go somewhere with the person.

“oh.”

“yeah.”

“well, uh, it’s getting pretty late, so um, im gonna go to bed. bye, y/n.” he quickly said, hanging up the phone before you could even open your mouth to answer him making your brows fur in confusion. it was only 9:45, and you knew the earliest brendan had gone to be in last 5 years was 11:30 so there was definitely something wrong with me.

“why have you been ignoring me?” you asked the boy as you walked into his room friday afternoon. his back was on his bed and his legs were up against the wall, his phone in his hands.

“i haven’t--”

“bullshit!” you cut him off sternly, making him drop his phone and sit down properly on his bed.

“it’s not bullshit--”

“yes it is! you haven’t talked to me since monday night, i texted you a million time and you either don’t open them or you leave me on read. you missed our weekly study session. so don’t even try to say that you haven’t been ignoring me, brendan.” you reasoned him, he let out a sigh before his eyes finally looked at yours.

“why does it matter, y/n? you have a boyfriend now or whatever, and clearly spending time with him is more important to you then seeing me--”

“he’s not my boyfriend. ben and i--”

“oh he has a name now.”

“is this what this is about? you’re pissed that i’m seeing someone and for once in the past i don’t know how many years i’m putting my own life before yours?”

“no, it’s not--”

“then what is it about, bren? just talk to me, please.” you begged as you sat down next to him on the bed.

“i-- it’s just, why him? w-why not me? what does he have that i don’t? i-i mean, i take care of you when you get drunk, i always walk you home when it’s dark outside, i walk you to and from class, i buy you coffee everyday, i carry your bag everyday, i just don’t understand why you’ve never given me a chance, y/n/n.” he whispered, his elbows leaning on his knees as his head rested in his hands.

“you’ve never asked me out, bren. how was i supposed to know you felt like this--”

“i hold your hand everywhere, i always put my arm around your shoulder, i compliment you every time i see you, i kiss your cheek way too close to your mouth for it to just be an innocent ‘best friend’ kiss, and all of the things i said before. i don’t do those things for other people, y/n/n, i only do them with you. all of the guys can tell i love you, everyone back home do too, so i don’t understand how you can’t tell, y/n.” he admitted, and your whole body froze once the words ‘i love you’ came out of his mouth.

“bren, i-i’m sorry--”

“you don’t feel the same, blah blah blah. it’s fine, y/n. we can just pretend this never happened and you can go on that date with ben.”

“that’s not what i was gonna say, idiot. i’m sorry i didn’t realize. i mean , like yeah sometimes i felt like what you did meant more than just friendship, but i didn’t want to look into it too much so i didn’t make a fool of myself." you said softly, making him finally look at you. his eyes were a bit glossy, which made your heart ache.

"the fuck is that supposed to mean, y/n?" he asked, you could tell he was a bit angry that you hadn't told him if you felt the same way or not yet, which made you roll your eyes a bit.

"i love you too, dumbass. i have for years, i literally kissed you when we were 12, bren."

"you-- you're being serious right now? 'cause if this is some sick joke, i'm never talking to you again of my life, y/n."

"i'm dead serious, bren."

"then why'd you date those other guys?"

"you never asked me out..." you said with a shurg, making him laugh a bit you weren't totally wrong there.

"after the game, i wanna take you out, if that's okay with you."

"yeah, that's okay with me. and just letting you know, i cancelled my date with ben monday night, told him we wouldn't work out."

"good."

taglist <3 @mack-samo @hugheshugs @nickblankenburgg @studsccsnackavoybambi @blanksbae @bemybinarystar @ancient-remnants-of-love @power2myheart @emsully2002 @cuttergauth @jayda12 @marcoskasper @mackieraymonds @cuttergauthierr

#bri writes #brendan brisson #brendan brisson blurb #brendan brisson x reader #not me realizing after hours that i didnt put any tags--

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miamierre · 1 year

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1, 4, 9, 11, 14 ❤️💙 for piarles, obv!!

annaaaa u always come THRU i love u to piecesssss

Who would end a heated argument by defending their actions with ‘because I love you!’ ?

OHHH THIS IS A GOOD ONE!!! i think they both are definitely guilty of this, especially when they start dating. they do everything for one another out of LOVE, even if it's stupid/reckless/nonsensical/etc so this is THEE excuse. but PRE-RELATIONSHIP i think this is definitely pierre. like. he's been in love w charles for so long, but he knows charles doesn't feel the same so he tries to like. put a bit of a barrier between them bc theyre so close that it's already pushing the boundaries of pierre's "i can be friends with you without falling more in love with you" whole mindset. but charles NOTICES. (of course he does theyre unhinged abt each other always.) it just blows up into this huge thing of i thought you knew me better than that and if something has changed, don't you owe me that and all the real big drama stuff. and pierre just. he's so frustrated that charles won't stop trying to get closer. so he just. "IT'S BECAUSE I LOVE YOU." and then they start kissing so it all works out <33

4. Which one is more protective? Who needs to be ‘protected’?

ohoho i think they're both equally protective of one another but honestly it depends on the circumstance. right now? i think pierre is v protective of charles/feels like he has to protect him w/all the shenanigans happening at ferrari rn. he knows it's a nightmare, and that charles is getting the short end of the stick etc etc. and charles is too dedicated a worker to REALLY complain so of course pierre is like "i got u baby <3".

but also. we've seen in the past that charles is VERY protective of pierre too. the spa interview from 2019 says it all, right? he knows when to step in. it's all about the moment - they are yin/yang, after all, so it kind of tracks that this kind of feeling is fluid between them.

9. What are their thoughts on having children?

[studio audience laughter]

3 kids. ten fat babies. im not even gonna elaborate besides the fact that 1) pierre wants to put SO many babies in charles, and 2) charles WANTS to have so many of pierres babies. its just. theyre both such family men. the moment they retire from f1 they somehow appear in the public eye with odette and everyone is like "???? when did this happen???" like they werent counting down the days they could actually settle down and start this family of their own.

11. Do either try to hide their emotions if upset? Can the other still tell?

i think charles definitely tries. he's very PR trained w/ferrari so he's good at keeping it all in. but pierre can read him like a BOOK. the hidden emotions never last long, anyway, bc charles can't keep anything from pierre no matter how hard he tries, but he tries all the same. pierre does it a little bit too but imo charles is the main offender here.

14. How do their personalities compliment each other? How do they clash?

theyre both the same brand of idiot! silly, devoted, competitive to a fault. i think they've been friends long enough that their personalities have grown to fit together like puzzle pieces.

as for ways that they clash? i think the competitiveness can become a little ugly - not malicious, but all-consuming, yknow? so lost in the sport/pursuit of something that it becomes more important than the basic things, which means they worry about each other too. they'll never say "stop competing" n shit because. it's them. they know each other by heart. they will never impede each other's desire to win. but...it's one of the ways they butt heads bc they're SO alike.

#piarles #10 x 16 #ask meme #ask reply #teamnick

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ferrarihamilton · 1 year

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anyone want some brainworms about a charlos coming of age indie movie? thank @finalgirlcharlesleclerc for this!

opening sequence is short shots of *insert misc european city*. it's that weird just past dawn light, so the city is just waking up, we get silhouettes of the tall buildings, maybe some people going to work early.

eventually we see shots inside a big train station where there's a train pulling in. the first shot we see of carlos is him stepping off the train, looking rumpled and disheveled, big backpack on his shoulder. he's probably fiddling with his phone, restlessly turning it on and off again. he gets off the train, cut to several shots of him hopelessly trying to hail a taxi, him staring out the window as the city goes past, checking into a hostel with polite tight lipped smiles to the receptionist. the hostel receptionist asks much planned while you're in the city? and he kind of shrugs and doesn't answer. goes up to his room, flops down on the bed. goes onto his phone, his face lit up by the screen and tired.

charles is a busker, he plays *insert instrument here*. he loves it! he likes seeing people come in and out of the city, he likes talking to the little kids who dance, he likes flirting with the strangers who compliment him. his haunt is the train station & recently there's been this beautiful man with MASSIVE COW EYES coming in and staring at the long distance departures screen like his life depends on it but he never even buys a ticket?

so eventually after a while charles is like hello? are you okay? and carlos ofc has been miserably looking at the departures screen because everyday he's been thinking maybe i AM an idiot for going on an oe now, maybe i should buy a ticket back to spain and try make amends with my father, where would i even go next?

and charles is like well if you don't know whether you should go home or go somewhere else, why don't you just stay here for a little while? do you not like this city?

and carlos has to awkwardly kind of be like i...... haven't really seen much of the city yet. too busy brooding and being sad.

and charles is like i refuse to let this beautiful man turn his independence trip into a sadness trip. also fuck you my city is AMAZING and im going to PROVE it to you. cue charles dragging carlos to his friend's jazz gigs, an underground bar. they visit an art gallery together. they have a picnic on the riverside. and at first carlos is like ah, charles, i do not know if i would like that, except charles is like c'mon you WILL, you WILL!

and wherever they go he gets carlos to take a billion photos of him and carlos is a bit eh about it at first, like who is this guy who's dragging him around? he looks about 12 years old, and he nags carlos until he agrees to go somewhere because you are young and in *city*! it's illegal to be sad here!

and eventually along the way carlos finds him annoying in an endearing way instead of an actual aggravating way, and ofc he's so busy being annoyed (affectionate) the whole time he's around charles that he forgets about being sad about his dad.

anyway the climax of this is they probably go to a gay bar and as they're walking home at like 5am, when the sunrise is just starting (call back to the opening shots :))) charles is like did you like that? and carlos has been quiet the whole night because he did like it, and he's trying to figure out why it makes him feel happy and complicated all at once. and then the sun comes past the horizon and charles turns to look at him walking backwards on the cobblestone streets still waiting for an answer, silhouetted by the dawn, and carlos is like oh. OH. fuck. and charles is looking at him carefully, and carlos says charles, but can't say anything more, because it's hard being brave.

but charles just softens in understanding and says, i know, and without speaking they go back to charles' flat and they don't fuck but they do fall into bed together.

cue the next morning carlos wakes up to a text message from his dad and just completely freezes up. bolts back to his hostel. charles wakes up alone and texts carlos like ??? and is lowkey heartbroken when there's no reply.

carlos is having a panic attack in his hostel. eventually one of his sisters calls him and she's mad that he has been ignoring their texts, and he feels shameful and guilty all at once all over again, but then she's like fuck dad. i love you, go live your life, just don't fucking go ghost again. are you happy?

and he takes too long to answer, but he does say yes, and she's like, knowingly, you met someone, didn't you.

it's not a lie, even if carlos isn't sure if charles fits what she's implying, so he says yes. she hangs up and he feels a million times better. and then he looks down at his phone and he sees 5 texts from charles that get progressively more and more upset and he's like oh shit. i fucked up.

and because carlos the classic romance hero, he DOES run through the train station to where charles is busking and charles is like ?? and carlos has to be like im so sorry im an idiot, im sorry i left you, and charles is smiling kind of shakily trying to say i was very upset as a joke but his voice cracks in the middle and carlos just feels even WORSE and he goes on a mini monologue about how when he came into the city he was lost and trying to find himself and instead i found you. or you found me.

and charles kisses him as the sunlight is coming in through the huge ornate windows of the train station :)) they live happily ever after THE END.

#look away im writing charlos #THIS GOT SO LONG I DON'T EVEN SHIP CHARLOS #if anybody wants to turn this into a real fic you are more than welcome im never going to write this lol #jo writes fic #charles/carlos

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mageofmindfr · 1 year

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..... cause I am, maybe, perhaps, a tad self centered..... Can you tell me more about the page of heart!!! im heart for sure, and lean sylph (as you know) but id love to hear more about pages! honestly all of the heart classes but thats a tall order lol

Hi hello I would gladly say more about the page of heart! And later about the sylph as well but that’s for a later post :3

Well then. As I mentioned in the post about pages as a whole, the page is a class of self-growth. They need to learn to better themselves in order to become unimaginably powerful, which, unfortunately, isn’t something we see from any canonical pages, but we can definitely tell they’re not even scratching the surface on how much potential a page can have if they let themselves have it.

Also mentioned in that post is that a page’s lesson at self-betterment would be difficult; they might not like what they’re told they need to change in themselves, or it might be ingrained too deep into who they perceive themselves as, which is also part of why a page of heart can be on both sides of the spectrum when it comes to self-love.

The heart aspect is that of emotions, such as love, and is also about the self, or the soul (hence the concept of fragmentation when it comes to heart players). A heart player would probably be invested in the people around them without any want to mingle, though in a different sense to that of the people-watching mind players. A heart player is likely to give emotional advice, and may even be willing to be the shoulder for you to cry on, as long as you haven’t been looking for them specifically. They’re the center of their own world, but would likely despise being thought of as anyone else’s. I don’t mean that in a mean way, either- I almost thought myself to be a heart player for quite a while, so I say that all with love to all the heart players out there <3

A page of heart, in that sense, is even deeper in self-betterment than any other page, since their sense of self is so strong - the question is just what opinion they may have on that “self”. On one hand, they can adore who they are, which can easily become a fault in the way they treat other people as “other”- the entire “you wouldn’t get it” tirade is strong in that case. They see themselves as entirely separate to anyone else in the sense where they’re higher, and their struggles are more unique or even sophisticated for anyone else to understand. In that case, I recommend a good whacking over the head with a rolled up newspaper (quick disclaimer: this is a joke, I usually use that phrase when talking about characters I like who act like idiots) and a call for them to wake up and see they’re being a bit of a diva. Alternatively, and perhaps more commonly attributed to pages, they might be a person of self-loathing. They see flaws in who they are and find compliments ingenuine or just incorrect. No amount of love would wake them up because everyone else has “unrealistic” expectations of them, and they’re sure they’re failing even when with loved ones who reassure them. I see those pages like most artists probably do when looking at their own art three days after they finish it and immediately go “oh no this is terrible”. They lack that ever-important self esteem that makes them any amount of confident in what they love to do. This page may need some time alone or, perhaps, to truly fail something and be told that nobody in their session thinks them to be perfect; they truly are good at stuff, and all those compliments were well-earned.

The point is, a page of heart would need to reflect about how they see themselves in order to better their session. How do they feel about the stuff they like to do? Would it matter that they’re bad at it, if they are, or is the happiness they receive from it more important? They should define their own worth, and study themselves to make it as accurate as they could, without any bias towards whether they think they’re good or bad at anything in particular. That does mean that if, for example, you’re an artist, and a lot of people like your art, it means its good, regardless of if you see it two days later and think it’s actually awful. We all do that, but that opinion is rather biased. Learning to go beyond that bias to see what you love for what it is, which is something you enjoy and can always get better at (because not all of us can be lords of mind, what the heck), is really hard, and also is the lesson for the page of heart to learn.

I was about to say “tl;dr: but then I realized this summarizing paragraph is going to be very long. The page of heart struggles with who they are and what they love, and whether they’re good at it or not. My best advice as some random internet person would be to take a deep breath, and try to look at things objectively. Maybe ask someone you trust for help in reminding you to be objective, too, because your feelings are all intense and you should follow them, but never let them be your downfall, because a page of heart is someone who’s heart leads them and honestly.. that’s quite admirable, if you can sort out whatever your heart is feeling <3

#page of heart #classpect #classpect analysis #Homestuck #homestuck classpect #idk Im just tagging w all the stuff right now #heart aspect #Page analysis #I love all yall ok <3 #Aw geez apparently I wrote mind instead of heart once #Brain disconnect

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samioli · 1 year

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🎀, 💫, 💎💌 !!

🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing Sometimes my dialogue be slapping!!! 💫what is your favorite kind of comment/feedback? Hmmmm, i mean i always love a play by play of a person's fav moments/their reactions, but i think another kind of comment i LOVE is since i usually write nsfw fics or kinky fics, when someone who isn't really into that specific kink tries to read the fic! Especially if they ended up enjoying it anyways, it makes me feel powerful and good, and that the reader trusts me enough to read something they don't really like all that much. 💎why is writing important to you? hhhhhhhhh so this is a bit of a toughie. im gonna make it more specifically about like, why i write nsfw fics and why writing nsfw fics is important to me. I grew up in a really religious household, and i repressed a lot of things, especially about sexuality. I only really started writing smut a few years ago, and i feel like it unlocked something within me? like its cheesy to say, but i think writing smut is such a good way of exploring the more sexual parts of yourself (if you want to, asexual people are so valid and I'm demi myself) and i think thats great, healthy even, as opposed to keeping everything bottled up. 💌share something with us about an up-and-coming work (WIP) that has you excited! I guess I'm just really excited to get Flame done! It's a slow progress, but it's going and i definitely want to finish it. I can't wait for the two idiots to finally confess my god. like, i know its painful for you readers but its also so painful for me because i feel like im being SO repetitive. Thank you so much for the ask!!!

#ask game

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benreyfaggot · 3 months

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I love being referred to as smart dont get me wrong, but it’d be nice if people stopped. Like i get it im smart, you dont have to pull out any evidence i know im smart, but i know that when people call me smart its rarely entirely a compliment

“You’re smart so why did you do that?” “You’re smart, so you should know how to do this.” “You’re smart! Why dont you want to do something with that?” I get it i get it, you expect more from intelligent people but the thing is that im smart enough to know that i do not have the other characteristics that would make me capable of certain things. The reason i do certain things is rarely out of dumbness but rather different intelligence.

Yes im probably smart enough to be a doctor or other high paying well respected worker in society, but i know that i would experience no joy from those lifestyles since they are incredibly difficult to get to and/or maintain. Why become a doctor when i still would get payed well to be a mortician, a job id actually want and wouldn't constantly overwork myself doing (also probably would deal with a bit less vomit and stuff saying that by the time id get my patient anything inside them would be expelled via natural forces)

And of course im not a genius, im just smart and self aware. It’s awful trying to receive mental help because no one understands that while i know exactly what’s wrong i just dont know exactly how to fix it! Yes i have depression and oodles of trauma from almost every source in my life, that doesn’t mean know how to fix said depression and trauma!

I hate being smart, it makes me feel so dumb and makes me realize most people are idiots.

#Sorta vent #people keep calling me smart recently #Went to an IEP meeting at school for my IEP and they brought up my IQ because im some fuckin genius for a kid with autism #Can you guess why?#It's because im not doing my school work and therefore failing my classses #and they brought it up to basically prove im not a fuckin idiot.

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mariposamisteriosa-blog · 4 months

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Unrealistic Love

Am I crazy for doing this idiotic thing, I always teased everyone about how it’s useless to meet someone by an avatar app. I always wanted things to go back to how it was but nowadays it seems that no one wants that anymore. Instead of meeting my soulmate face to face it has to be like this.

“ Are you sure you wanna do this? You made fun of me when I went on that date with that hideous guy last week.” Said Rachel

“ How would you know if he was hideous? You only judge him because of his avatar, not what he actually looks like.”

“ Yeah Yeah. Anyways, aren't you excited about your date? This is your first time actually going on one of these dates. The whole I wanna find true love like the old times is so boring.” Said Rachel

“ To you but not to me”, she left the minute I said that. I didn’t want to go on this date either way. I hated this generation more than anything. Sadly everything has changed and things are just different from what they were before. I missed the parts where a girl is able to get ready for a date and make herself pretty but instead, I just have to make an avatar like it was a game that they had a long time ago. My phone started beeping, making me realize that my date is about to start in 30 minutes. My avatar was somewhat similar to me but not completely. My nose was prettier and well my body was much slimmer. I’m not the only one that lies on the Avatar app. Many people do it too and end up falling in love with each other either way so it doesn’t matter to me. *DING DING* My date is about to start.

“ Hello Beautiful, how are you? “ was the first words David told me once we were on the top of the Eiffel Tower

“ Hello, I’m fine thank you & yourself? “

“ Better, now that you’re here with me, “ he said

His Avatar has beautiful brown fluffy hair with hazel eyes. He looks like a good man but my thoughts know that this isn’t really real but fake. We aren’t really in the Eiffel Tower but both of us are in our houses in different states. I try shaking this feeling off and at least try to have a good night but everything just doesn’t seem right. I want more than just an Avatar date but a real pure date where he likes me for who I am and not for what my Avatar looks like. My thoughts get easily interrupted by the sound of his voice.

“ Are you okay? Mia? “ He said

“ Um, Yeah just a bit nervous this is my first time using the Avatar app so I'm getting used to it”

“ I didn’t know Im your first Avatar date but I’m completely honored,” he said

Maybe this was a mistake, I shouldn’t have come. I should leave, it's not like he’s going to know where to find me. We’ve only been talking for a couple of weeks. Nothing serious. I decided to give it a go and see how the date would go. He complimented me on how beautiful I look but that’s the thing that hurt me the most. I don’t necessarily look like my Avatar in real life. Would he never talk to me again if he found out what I really look like in person?

“ Would you like a cup of champagne?” he said. It's funny because we don’t necessarily actually drink the champagne but pretend we do. I looked around and nothing was real. The trees weren't real. The water wasn't real. The moonlight wasn’t real. Nothing around me was real. That’s when I knew in my heart that I can’t do this and it was time I told him the truth. My thoughts were interrupted by him.

“ Mia? Are you alright? You don’t really look too good? “ he said

“ I don’t think I'm ready for this date. I mean I don’t really know you”

“ What are you talking about? We’ve been talking for a couple of weeks. You know everything about me by now” he said

“ It’s not about talking, but I mean this date isn’t real. How do I know what you look like in real life? You could be a horrible person on the other side of this Avatar. “

“ What are you talking about? You know me! This is me! Why can’t you understand that I don’t want to hurt you? I like you for who you are! “ he said frustrated

“ I don’t feel that way. I want old love. Actually going on a physical date and going out to stores in REAL life not digital”

“ I didn’t know you felt that way. I wish you could have told me sooner,” he said sounding sincere

“I'm sorry but that’s just how I feel.”

“ Listen, I understand and with that being said I would like to actually physically go out with you” he said

“ Are you serious?” I said a bit confused

“ I told you, I like you for who you are not because of your Avatar but would you still like me? ” he said

A couple of months passed by and David saved enough money and was able to call some days off work to be able to travel to my state of Arizona. My first in-person date and I was nervous to the point I almost walked out of the house without shoes. We decided to meet at a small coffee shop and go off from there. The only thing on my mind was, what if I wasn’t good enough in person that he would immediately leave me the minute he sees me?

“ Hey, Mia” He stares into my eyes with his beautiful hazel eyes.

He was perfect. We ended up talking for hours that day. We ended up getting married in the future and my one wish did come true. I was able to meet and love someone just like the good old days.

#creative writing #short story

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glitterdior · 7 months

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newsflash newsflash!!! women are people!!!

at the end of the day i’m just a girl who craves to be understood, that’s why i overshare so much online. that’s why i’m extremely silly. that’s why i despise romantic gestures, sexiness or even womanhood. that’s why i wanted to be small all my life, to be a child.

I’ve always been after the feeling of being seen that only a child gets. you’re funny you’re smart you’re kind. you don’t have to be anything else. and i hate that in my soul i have so many good things to give people romantically that maybe are not the standard ones, but they’re still there and they’re important to me.

that’s why i always tend to love my friends so dearly, because to them i can be a funny girl who’s also good looking. and it’s so sad that men can only see you for one thing.

i care so deeply about everything i do as a person, how i come across, and it never seems to work. all the time and effort i put into my performance, and it still gets misunderstood.

Is it misogyny? is it society? why am I sought after only if i can be a pretty thing to keep by your side, to lie to and cheat on, to break its little heart.

why am i only an object, not a person. and why do i still feel alone even when i get the attention I seek?

Because that’s not the one i was after. im looking for a specific thing. im expecting you to look into my eyes and see a person, the reflection of the struggles and fights conveyed in the human experience. Relate to my stories, laugh at my jokes, treat me as a human.

So many girls let men walk all over them and i find it so difficult. to fall into such a trap and let a man take control of your feelings and emotions. of your peace.

I’m never going to find love, no one understands me like i do, no one loves me like i do. And it’s not on some im not like other girls shit bc i’m pretty sure almost every girl in the world feels the same.

But they stay with mean people who treat them poorly. my mom is an example of that. I’m so scared of intimacy that i ignore and reject any sign of it bc i’m terrified that my life is going to be like hers.

So many women in the world stay with horrible people bc they’re scared of being alone. i’m scared of being alone.

that’s why i have fucking dating apps and shit but idk it’s not the same.

it always feels like a stab in your heart when it comes from someone you thought was chill. Wtf do men want

imagine girls did the shit they do

that’s why i’m so mean all the time, i put walls up and decorate them with sarcasm and bitterness so people don’t bother me. yet they always do.

maybe it’s because i have a brother, and i have a reference on how people treat you when they see you as one of them. as a complicated person who fights with you all the time but still cares about you. someone who’s never called me pretty. only smart, funny, an asshole, an idiot, a nuisance, the greatest person in the world, the worst person in the world.

Friends get to see me maybe as a 80% of what i am, i always keep a little bit of myself with me, bc i’m scared they’ll do what i hate the most. That’s why i’m also good friends with girls. bc they get my struggle. and that’s why a compliment for a girl is more valuable than anything a man has to say.

they always try to change me, to make me into what they think i am. i always try to see them as who they are, to understand them. I know they’re incapable of change, why don’t they get it too???

After all this my life makes a lot more sense i guess. i always hurt people and try to fix them. but when someone hurts me i just disappear and heal myself

I’ve always been alone, and that has given me so much time to think. i know myself so well, i fall into pits of deep reflection, i come out having analyzed so many aspects of my being.

i know i’m mean, i know i’m difficult, i’m careless, i care too much, i lie.

i don’t think i like anything that has to do with love bc it’s so unfamiliar to me.

this is basically the song hot girls we have problems too, we’re just like you!!! except we’re hot

#ranting #i hate men #i don't want to be perceived #woman in her twenties moment #honestly why Im I so dramatic

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