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[crushfin]

Top 5 Most Expensive Pens in the World

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#expensive pen brands in India #expensive pens brands #expensive pens for gifts #most expensive pen brands

[venomgaia]

what's good about a pilot falcon?

HI! The Pilot Falcon (older generations were sold in the US as the Namiki Falcon for whatever reason) is a japanese fountain pen manufactured by Pilot!

it's often referred to as the best modern flex pen, or the best gold nib for a beginner! Tldr for people who aren't pen nerds, a flex pen is a pen that...well, flexes! Most pens have some sort of "flex" to them that results in some sort of line variation, but flex pens can handle a relatively higher amount of pressure. Think like a G nib used in a lot of manga. Old pens were the MASTERS at this, and a good bit of that is due to the nibs being made of gold, which naturally has a "bounce" to it that modern steel nibs have a really hard time living up to. Most people wax poetic about Waterman or other vintages like that because of it. Even modern gold nibs can't really keep up with the gold nibs of yore, but the Falcon is considered to be one that can. I do think legally it's considered a "soft" nib, meaning it's not truly a flex pen but has a lot of flex qualities to it, but some terms that get used are used interchangably so. idk. True flex nibs aren't really a thing in fountain pens these days outside of Noodler's Ahab and Konrad (which are their own nightmare and a half tbh).

The Falcon prized amongst artists for it's very fine nib, which Japanese pen manufacturers like Pilot and Platinum are known for. A Japanese Fine is comparable to a Western (Kaweco, Lamy) Extra fine, and a lot of these pens come in an EF, F, and M. It gets alot of nice line variation despite being so small, and is really an all-around great pen, if legend is to be believed :] An alternative to buying the Pilot Falcon would be getting the Pilot 912 FA, which has something called the "Falcon Nib," not to be confused with the actual pen. They actually look pretty different. The FA nib (right) has these weird cuts on their side that help with flexing and allow it to mimic a full-flex nib, but again. According to legend, modern pens don't flex like vintage pens do, but it IS pretty close.

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I've never used either myself, but I'm pretty picky about my pens and so I don't know if I'd ever pay upwards of $200 unless I got familiar with the nib first tbh....The falcon's nib isn't offputting to me like many feel about it, but I'm particular about aesthetics and the feedback on paper and I can't tell if I like them just from looks alone lol. Right now, I don't have much experience with pilot nibs, but if i were to get a pilot pen, tbh I'm looking at the Pilot Elite/e95s in a fine or medium, or a vintage platinum pocket pen.

Anyways that's that and this is also that. *twirls so elegantly and then collapses onto the ground in slapstick fashion*

#im a dweeb #im picky enough about pens that if the nib isnt particularly pleasing (good examples are Visconti Pelikan or Parker nibs) #or particularly unique (examples are Regalia Crossflex and Trilogy or most Music Nibs) #im not particularly drawn to them. superficial and so on #I really like inlaid/inset nibs like the Platinum Carbon or old Pilot desk pens. or the aforementioned Pilot Elite #The Shaeffer Quasi-imperial is PARTICULARLY sexy in design with the diamond inlay tbh #a good flexy or at least bouncy pen can be EF or F for me (sometimes F is actually too large like with the Platinum Preppy) #i tend to benefit from thin nibs anyways (and gold but bouncy steel is good too) because the inks i use are wet #so im not always picky about nib size. but i AM also rlly picky about pen body shapes and a lot do NOT speak to me #I like desk pens bc of the tapered tail but they really aren't suited for travel. but i dont care much for the classic cigar shape of pens #i like how twsbi pens are shaped. i strongly dislike lamy's shape these days. flat top and torpedo pens are better imo #Benu makes both beautiful and gaudy pens and the dream would be a regalia crossflex in either a benu or something truly atrocious #like a custom fountain pen themed after my lonesome cowboy by takashi murakami. no i wont elaborate no dont look that up #alas fountain pens are an expensive hobby and ppl can be a bit dickish about 'lower quality' pens so its not very newbie friendly #esp on reddit. some ppl are so obnoxious tbh. i like the tumblr fp fans way better theyre a lot more helpful and not married to brands #OK THATS ENOUGH SORRY YOU GOT THE RAMBLINDS OF A LUNATIC ITS MIDNIGHT GOOD NIGHT ANON #not art

[two-calicos-in-a-trenchcoat]

Got my souvenirs

Freeze dried skittles and handmade watercolors made by the owners of the art shop i got them at

They grind their own pigments and everything

Their business card is a 6inch ruler

#we dont have any good specialty art shops in Lawrence #we have a couple of places downtown that are kinda similar but they pretty much only have name brand stuff #nothing made locally #if it wasnt so expensive to start a business in Lawrence i might have a niche for handmade paints there #im trying to figure out what oil they used in their base to make it antimicrobial #cuz it smells really good lol #like my paints smell very strongly of cinnamon #im assuming clove oil since thats most common.....but idk if i can identify clove by smell #smells christmas-y tho #if i was more outgoing i mightve asked the owner some questions about it #my mom tried to talk me into getting the watercolor kit that had some little pieces of watercolor paper and a pencil and a brush #and i was like ''i have all that tho'' and she was like ''but then you could use them now.'' #''.....yea. i have all that WITH me.'' like. im not gonna travel without my favorite art supplies lol #i gave up suitcase space for my giant watercolor sketchbook just in case i wanted to paint #i have MOSTLY travel watercolor sets and brought all of them with me in my pencil bag #i specifically filled up all my watercolor brushes with water the night before we left and made sure i had my favorite mechanical pencil #(which btw if you have executive dysfunction and like to paint with watercolors i highly recommend the watercolor brushes you fill #with water. i paint way more than i used to cuz i dont have to fill a cup with water any time i wanna paint) #i have my regular sketchbook #i even brought my sudoku book and a couple pens in case i felt like playing sudoku #i dont travel without my bag of activities. i may not always do the activities i bring but i like to have options #at least its better than when i was a kid cuz i tried to bring activities AND like 5 stuffed animals #my suitcase was usually half stuffed animals #i also usually had a few shoved into my pillowcase with my blanky

[aviatrix-ash]

Been meaning to try and keep a decent balance between study and art but sometimes days at school completely burn me out. Tho in school I actually draw a ton for aircraft repairs, but most are not very interesting so I don't post any and well, they're just practice stuff I'll be doing in the field. 😅

Maybe I'll draw some more interesting ones for practice in the near future, I've been itching to draw some technical diagrams with some TF figures again like I used to do back in 2010ish

#i got a little art range ok ;3 #not a lot of range tho lmao im kinda stagnant in styles rn #i want to draw more and broaden my style #i really want to draw more super detailed machinery tho 8) #i got some vintage fountain technical pens- repaired em #and im only sad i never had a chance to draw with them before #highly recommend r0tring or a staedtler tho #brand new i dont recommended bc theyre expensive afff but you can find whole vintage sets for under 25 bucks #you may just have to clean them out very well bc most have been sitting for years and years #their ink is pretty sweet too when dry its a lot like acrylic paint its not actually paint tho paint would clog them lol

[a-silent-observer]

Good lord, thank you very much for the fact that stationery doesn't expire...

#Like yesterday I thought I needed some paper but couldn't find the exact one and today I looked in my stationery storage drawer (one of two) #And good lord. I've got EVERYTHING including a supply of said paper. And this is even without drawer two (pens pencils and art supplies)... #As the value of our money plummets down there are less and less quality stationery brands that make pretty stuff/the ones I'm used to #Sadly even in bigger stores things have almost died out #(the liners which were the cheapest while I was in school are now the most expensive while the quality stayed the same...) #(and now they're selling even CHEAPER stuff) #Like the notebooks and sketchbooks and backpacks with tanks and soldiers and rockets look nice and all but maybe... #It would be better if the war has stopped entirely #Here children. Have some memes while your older brothers and sisters are killed. Remember: you're next #(correction:I have ANOTHER drawer with blank albums)

[goldentemplariumcrow]

As a stationery and fountain pen affictionada...

This. Still. Makes. Me. Laugh.

Let me explain why:

Look at how Tim is holding the pen. Stylistic choice or not, that grip means he's putting pressure on the pen. That he's heavy handing his writing.

Now look at the pen. That's a fountain pen. Fountain pens work through combined capillary and gravity action that makes the ink flow down to the nib naturally when the pen is in writing position and in contact with a writing surface; which is, depending on the model, between 45° and 60° angle in the vast majority of the cases.

Most fountain pens aren't made to sustain heavy hand writers. In fact, a great number of them is used to correct the grip, angle, muscle memory and heaviness of a person's handwriting style, since the simple act of touching the nib on paper easily makes the ink come out.

Now, look at Damian's implied facial expression and body language. Yes, we can all shrug it's just his rivalry with Tim that makes him react like that, it's a perfectly reasonable way to explain it all. However, for a fountain pen affictionado, for someone who loves fine writing instruments, that right there is a sentence of death.

Damian isn't just seeing Tim use his pen. He's seeing Tim, a person who couldn't care less for the writing tools he's using, obliterate the tines by placing way too much force on them. He's horrified of his favorite writing instrument being damaged by Tim's disregard with it, which is the most common reaction ever when any fountain pen lover sees their favorite pen being held and used by another person without their authorization.

Damian isn't overreacting at all.

The fountain pen community can confirm it.

[EDIT]

I know it's no ones concern, but as a lover of fountain pens, I kind of had to give a huge zoom-in in a version of this that isn't as pixelated and... guys, I think I know which fountain pen is this!

I may be wrong, but I think that's a Lamy Safari Black Charcoal model!

In the comic we can't see the window or the triangular grip very well (I can kind of see a shadow of the triangular shape, but I'm not calling it without being certain) and it looks a bit chonkier, but look at that cap! That minimalist cap with the sturdy yet simple, black clip and small gap on the top of the cap! That's a cap for a Lamy Safari model if I ever saw one!

Yes, maybe it can be some other fancier and more expensive brand, most Lamy's I've seen are between 30-60USD with special collections being a little closer to the 80USD mark on really expensive shops online, but let me make an argument for it.

A Lamy Safari fountain is considered a popular workhorse among affictionados and artists alike. Not only it's reliable, with a simple yet stylish body and construct that serves to pretty much every occasion, its construct is simple in terms of maintainance and handling. Want to go travel on a plane? No problem, take the cartridges with you! Prefer bottle ink? Not a problem at all, here's the converter for all your bottled ink needs! Oh, the standard medium nib isn't to your liking? Let's find one that you enjoy, there's European extra fine (0.38) to broad, stub, italic and even for writing musical score! Still not enough? Hey, there are many manufacturers that make their own customized nibs for a fair price, maybe give them a try? And the best part? The nibs aren't so expensive that you're breaking the bank with them, so if you break one you can get another with relative ease.

This sweet pen is a monster at work 24/7. No wonder it's a popular model among beginners and long term users and lover of fountain pens. They're just that good.

#damian wayne #damian al ghul #tim drake #robin #red robin #fountain pen #stationery

[elizais]

the love languages with osamu dazai

quality time

osamu always wanted to be around you, a balm to his cracked soul, it was his favourite place to be. it was like he was a field of flowers and you were the sunlight that he desperately craved. he loved going to random shops around yokohama on your breaks, striking poses with the cheap wigs and accessories.. or sitting at a small cafe talking about anything and everything. living together, working together, doing everything together never seemed to add up to your undivided attention on him.

words of affirmation

whilst he would tease you profusely, rare moments of notes left on each other's bedside tables with an "i love you more than you know" were eternally cherished. having moments of genuine adoration spoken through words healed more wounds than stitches ever could. immortal whispers lingered in your ear after a job well done, "i'm so proud of you, that was a tricky one." or dedicated songs to them that played in the car so you could analyse the lyrics for them all to wittle down to an "i love you"

physical touch

it is no secret osamu loves to have some connection with you at all times, feeling emotionally and physically close went hand in hand. laying on the couch together with your heads on opposite sides to mindlessly play footsies as you watched tv.. a birds nest of entangled limbs that you had to decipher what belonged to who when you wake up in the morning.. knees touching underneath tables.. any touch was every touch.

gift giving

gift giving is not the most expensive thing being handed to you, but rather.. a selfless "i saw this and thought of you" tacky keychain to add to your keys.. an "i saw you looking at that nice pen set, i picked it up for you.".. or, "i saw a new bandages brand that claims to be softer, here." it is truly the thought that ties the love into a bow around the packaging.

acts of service

it's the subtle things, stopping you as you walk to tie your shoelace for you.. choosing your favourite spoon for you to eat your dinner with.. starting the car before they get in so they don't have to sit in the cold.. subconsciously toasting an extra piece of bread alongside his for you.. it's the mindless things that can only be explained as "just because it helps you out."

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs x reader #dazai osamu #osamu dazai #bungo stray dogs x reader #dazai x reader #osamu dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #bsd dazai #dazai bsd

[practically-an-x-man]

ok y'know what. I'm tired of all the same questions in ask games so I'm taking matters into my own hands

OC/Writing Art Asks

For the character:

Pencil: does this character have any "sketchy" habits? Have they ever broken the law? Do they regret it?

Pen: what's one minor moment your character regrets? A small mistake, but something they "can't erase"?

Paintbrush: How often does your character "brush over" conflict instead of facing it head on? Is there something specific they don't like to face, or do they avoid conflict as a whole?

Marker: what's one thing your character would never tattoo on their body, even if they were paid a million dollars for it?

Crayon: what was your OC like when they were four years old? Were they loud? Shy? Were they the resident "weird kid" or did they get along with others their age?

Colored Pencil: if given the choice, would this character splurge on an expensive (but potentially worthwhile) branded product, or buy a low-budget alternative even if the quality suffers?

Copics: what is this character's most expensive habit or hobby? Do they ever feel guilty about the money they spend on it?

Graphite: what's something decently common that your character does in a unique or different way? (like how graphite is present in all pencils, but not everyone uses pure graphite)

Charcoal: share any unique physical features about this character that are not scars or tattoos.

Tortillon: does your OC "blend in" with the people around them? Physically? Metaphorically?

Pastels: Give me three colors that best represent your OC. Now give me three colors that your OC likes best. Is there an overlap?

Chalk: what was one activity this character enjoyed with their sibling(s) as a kid? If they don't have siblings, what they did with their neighborhood friends

Eraser: what's one way this character has changed over time? Either over the course of their story, or over the course of designing them as an author.

Palette: list four of your character's primary skills, then share at least two ways these skills might blend or overlap

For the work:

Starry Night: are there any scenes in this work that take place at nighttime? Is this significant, or just the passing of time?

Mona Lisa: oh, it's the fanfic writer's favorite word. Do a find-and-replace on the word "smirk" and share any lines that pop up.

The Scream: are there any moments in this work that you think could scare a reader? Are there any moments where the characters themselves are profoundly scared?

Persistence of Memory: are there any moments in this work where a character's memory plays a strong role? Either an individual memory, or simply a character's ability to recall the past.

Girl With a Pearl Earring: are there any moments in this work where a character's clothing or accessories play a major role?

The Kiss: share your favorite kiss scene from this work. If there's no kiss scene, share your favorite moment of intimacy (romantic or platonic)

American Gothic: what's one relationship between characters in this work that you think people wouldn't expect? (i.e., how the people in American Gothic are not married, they're the painter's sister and dentist)

Guernica: look through a few of your imagery/descriptions in this work. Are they generally straightforward, or are they more "abstract"?

Wheatfield with Crows: are there any scenes in this work that involve birds? Do the birds play a definitive role, or are they simply part of the setting?

Woman with a Parasol: are there any moments in this fic that feel "blurry" to you? Is this a stylistic choice, or would you go back and clarify the descriptions if you were given the chance?

A Sunday Afternoon...: pick one "little moment" from this fic. How representative is it of the fic's tone and story as a whole?

Creation of Adam: choose one character that is not present at the beginning of this work. How did you introduce them into the story?

The Swing: are there any moments in this fic where the characters get to slow down and have fun? If not, why is that?

The Last Supper: does this fic incorporate any symbolism based on religion, theology, or mythology? If so, give an example.

For the author:

Paper: Who do you feel is your most two-dimensional or underdeveloped OC? Why is this? (including those that are still in development/haven't been written about yet)

Canvas: Do you ever "prep" your fics with outlines or warmups before you start writing, or do you just dive right in?

Graffiti: Have you ever had to research something that felt illicit or illegal for a fic? What was it?

Photography: What's one moment from any of your fics that you feel is preserved in your memory?

Clay: Do you usually take time to "sculpt" your OCs before you write them, or develop them as you write?

Film: Which one of your fics do you think would work best if turned into a movie? Who would direct it?

Adhesive: when you write, do you usually "stick" to one character or story for a while, or bounce around various characters and ideas?

Cricut: are there any characters you've had to "cut" from a story? Are there any moments/chapters/stories you've had to "cut" entirely?

Felting: how often do you include soft moments when you write? Do these moments play a role in the main plot, or do you include them as an escape from the rest of the story?

Weaving: are your works typically similar to one another? Pick two works, and share one similarity and one difference between them.

Finger Painting: share a small snippet from your earliest work (or the earliest that you can get back to). How would you rewrite it today? Either share the rewrite itself or just describe how you'd do it.

Creative!: free space! share something you've been dying to share about your writing! Could be an OC that never gets the limelight, a moment you were proud of, or anything else you'd like to share

#ask game #oc asks #oc ask game #ask meme #writer asks #writing asks #author asks #new ask game #fanfic asks #fanfic ask game

[shall-we-die]

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{HBD Dear MC!~}

A list of gifts they gonna give you 🎁

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☰[Main list]•⊰ X Obey me!

#Part 1 📍 || #Part 2 || #Part 3 || #Part 4

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[Lucifer]:

A piece of music he composed, a bouquet of rare black roses, a vintage vinyl record of his favorite music genre, a handwritten letter and a necklace with a pendant.

[Mammon]:

A brand new car, an expensive watch, a gold necklace and the most expensive set of jewelry he could find. (With the help of Lucifer’s money of course)

[Leviathan]:

A signed rare copy of his favorite anime and manga series, rare figurines of his favorite characters, and a handmade bracelet made out of real gemstones.

[Satan]:

A box of homemade pastries that would always refill and never run out, a leather-bound notebook filled with his best poetry and a ring with a ruby attached to it.

[Asmodeus]:

A luxury spa package, his favorite book series and a perfume set that contained all his favorite scents.

[Beelzebub]:

A home cooked dinner, a bottle of champagne and a jar of his special honey.

[Belphegor]:

A big cuddly teddy bear, a warm blanket and pillows and, a big pillow-shaped chocolate cake.

[Diavolo]:

An exclusive tour of the Demon King’s castle, a luxurious robe and a box of sweets.

[Barbatos]:

A personal day out with him at his favorite places, a bottle of expensive tea and a vintage-style fountain pen.

[Simeon]:

A bouquet of rare pink roses and peonies, a box of chocolates as well as his homemade cookies, and a framed letter.

[Solomon]:

A handwritten book filled with magical spells and runes, a new spellbook which he designed himself, and a bottle of the rarest and most unique wine there is.

[Luke]:

A box set of his favorite stories, a new plushie and a box of his delicious pancakes.

[Raphael]:

A handmade sweater, a basket with all his favorite herbal teas and spices, and a box of his most precious herbs and plants.

[Mephistopheles]:

A box filled with all his favorite rare books, a handmade ceramic mug and a handcrafted blanket.

[Thirteen]:

A framed photo of the two of you together, a handmade plushie with all her favorite features and a big box of chocolates.

#𝙱𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜–[🎂] #𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜–[🍬] #𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎–[🍓] #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #obey me fluff #obey me oc #obey me hcs #obey me #obey me birthday #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me mammon x reader #obey me leviathan x reader #obey me satan x reader #obey me asmodeus x reader #obey me beelzebub x reader #obey me belphegor x reader #obey me diavolo x reader #obey me barbatos x reader #obey me simeon x reader #obey me solomon x reader #obey me luke #obey me thirteen #obey me raphael #obey me mephistopheles

[defrosted69]

My Hype Boy (Part 3)

This series is something I didnt know would go this long lol. anyway here’s part 3 everyone~~~

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When one wishes to have the attention of the world, some would want to be in their position and be like them where they are praised and supported on but not you. You didn't like the attention at all . you would rather prefer to be a pedestrian at most and avoid all attention if necessary. But right now, your situation wasn't really as a pedestrian but rather the attraction.

Waking up from your bed, you lazily roamed towards your apartment towards your bathroom to wake yourself up. You had wish to wake-up from this nightmare you currently have as you know that your peaceful life has turned a more chaotic one-

"Oppa! Are you awake? I made you breakfast-yah! Minji, why did you make the same dish as I am!"

You sigh as the two nightmare appeared once again infront on your door. It's been a few days since the arrival of the two girls that was close to you yet somehow, the feeling of warmth was changed to a feeling of headaches. The friendship bridge that the two created seems to have fogged by thier thoughts and feelings. It has become a blockade for both of them and you really didn't like that.

Instead of their usual greetings to each other, they instead went to get your attention as if their friendship was nothing anymore. To you, that was more painful than any pain that you had ever felt. They were both precious in your life yet somehow this admiration they have for you was tearing that apart. Taking a deep breath, you walked towards the door opening it as the two girls rushed towards you all smiles with food in their hand.

The aroma of the food they have in their hands kissed the bridge of your nose as you gulped knowing that they both placed effort on their dishes but we're you worthy of such food? No, you don't. Minji and Hanni immediately took the University by Storm as their beauty and charisma caught the attention of everyone. The school's social media board was bursting out by just their name. And of course fame comes with possible parasites and guy's shooting their shot at them especially the famous and rich ones. Flowers, expensive brand of chocolates, gifts ranging from limited items to expensive tickets was all given to them but Hanni coldly turned them down.

Never have you seen Hanni this cold towards people but who can blame her? She was focused on you and her studies so for someone to interrupt her studies Immediately pissed her off. Despite her cold response to them, it only aggravated them to like her even more. Minji on the other hand was the one who gently decline their gifts. If Hanni was the Ice Queen, Minji was the angel that can melt anyone's heart.

Despite unable to talk, Minji carried with her a pen and a small notebook so she can write her thoughts out to them. Despite this, her innocence was what keeps you on alert because you know how people can take advantage of that. Minji was after all, still your sister even if it didn't last long. You still have that responsibility of being her big brother but sometimes, you question if being her big brother was enough for her. You two were no longer family after all so what do you do? Act like some concerned citizen? Yeah right, you were just a bystander after all.

"Look Oppa, I made your favorite dish. Hehehe~"

Hanni placed the smoking dish on your table with her sweet smile plastered on her face. Some would say that you were blessed to see her smiling since everyone was used to see her glaring and always wearing a scowl on her face.

Minji didn't back down and placed her own variation of the dish and wrote on her pen the words that somehow made you smile a little.

"I made what Mom used to make before. It surely will beat Hanni's dish."

Hanni scoffed seeing the words Minji said as she crossed her arms in her chest. You could only sigh as you were about to see another argument from the two. This has become a normal occurrence for you since you had always been around them, well technically they had always sticked themselves to you. But before you can prepare yourself, a phone notification popped off as you opened your phone and your eyes widen in shocked and suprise. Without a second thought, you grabbed your coat hanging on the door rack and sprinted out of the door.

Your action confused Minji and Hanni as they didn't know why you suddenly left with your coat and running as if something horrible just happened to you.

"Where's Oppa going?"

Hanni asked as Minji could only shook her head in response. They didn't know anything what was happening around them as their focus was only stuck to you yet somehow, they forgot to see one factor that played an important part of your life.

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The sky suddenly became gray as your shoulder slumped down seeing that none of the numbers that you shaded hit the Lotto numbers.

"Darn it. Here I thought I hit something."

You thought to yourself as you sighed and pulled back your lotto ticket back to your pocket. The reason why you rushed out of your apartment was because of the announcement of the lotto result but you also didn't want to get bothered by the arguing of Hanni and Minji. The rumbling of the sky made it clear that it will soon rain down on the land and you only have your coat. Wearing your slidders and short pants was a great and also, a not so great. It's great because you didn't have to get your pants went but that also means you'll be freezing from the weather.

You had no choice but to head straight to the rain and-

"Y/n? Why are you just in your shorts?"

A girl using her umbrella stopped her track to see you in your comfortable clothes on. She chuckled seeing your attire as you blushed a little from embarrassment. This was the worse possible scenario for you since you really didn't want to let people you know see you in public looking like a homeless person. But she was a girl who was accustomed to your usual behavior.

"Umm Rei.. It's not like that. I was just-"

"You hungry? I was about to head over go get some food."

"Oh. Sure. You paying?"

"Nope, mr. Shorties will."

She smirked at you giving you that idea that your Wallet might be screaming for help. You didn't really pay mind to paying for the food since Rei was a very good friend for you since highschool.

Yup, that's right, Naoi Rei has been your friend since highschool up until now.

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FLASHBACK

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With Minji leaving your life, it suddenly felt lonely all of a sudden. Even though you had two idiotic friends at your side, it still fell boring and that spark of fun was gone. You really didn't expect that Minji would make half of your life so happy and intriguing. With a deep sigh, you laid your head on the table not really caring about your environment when thr teacher got everyone's attention except yours.

"Alright, everyone calm down. I would like to introduce to you a new transfer student that will be your classmate from now on."

This got everyone up in their seats as a very happy Rei entered the classroom. Everyone immediately could sense the warmth of her aura. Boys immediately stared in awe as Yeonjun had to slap himself up just check if he was dreaming or not. Of course, the sound that everyone was making made you look up and there you saw Rei smiling so sweetly to everyone.

"Hello everyone, I'm Naoi Rei. I transfered to this school because my parents moved from Japan to here. I hope we get along."

She finished her introduction with a bow as everyone suddenly gave way for her to have a seat with her. It was rather unfortunate or fortune for you that the right side of your seat was empty and like any drama, you already damn know well that she will sit next to you and everyone would give you the death stare and all that. Just when you were seeking peace in your life, chaos was about to brew but little did you that chaos, was enough to fill that hole that Minji left.

Rei happily sat to the seat next to you just like how you predicted it. Honestly speaking, you really didn't want to involve yourself from her since you can tell that she'll be a very famous person in school. Her cute smile and voice can already melt anyone just by seeing and hearing it. Perhaps her good attitude could also be a big factor in solidifying her status in school.

"Hello, I'm Rei."

She spoke to you as you turned your head to face her and truth be told, she was cute. You were start struck by someone so adorable sitting next to you as she just radiated sunshine energy that brings warmth to everyone around her. You froze there staring at her making Rei tilt her head in confusion as her smile suddenly turned into a look of concern.

Rei wasn't used to hostile people because she constantly avoided them knowing how scary they can be. She was a soft hearted person and quite emotional too as a simple sad scene could immediately turn her to an immediate cry baby that could go long of hours just sobbing her eyes out.

"Ummm are you okay?"

"Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine. I'm Y/n by the way."

You reached out your hand as she gladly accepted it and shook it with enthusiasm. For some reason, her hand reminded you of Minji and that made you form a frown on your face. You immediately dismissed that thought away not wanting to involve Rei in your own problems. But an ominous feeling lurked behind your back as you can tell that everyone in class was giving you a killers look as they want nothing more to be in your position.

"I can already smell disaster as it is."

You thought to yourself as you let go of her hand. Rei remained smiling as she asked you a question that really didn't help your position at all.

"Can you tour me around school Y/n? If it's okay with you of course...."

She looked down ashamed, her cheeks pouting. You couldn't help but blush a little from her cuteness as her lovely white skin revealed its cherry colors on her cheeks. Rei can now instantly make anyone blush and cause their heartbeat to quicken, which makes her a dangerous person. How on earth could you refuse her?

"Oh, well, sure, I actually have nothing to do-"

"Yay~thank you Y/n-kun"

That was the final straw. You looked away hiding your smile that has formed on your lips and the blush that was evident on your face. Rei was just to adorable for your heart to handle and this was a great way for you to have a new friend around yourself.

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Rei has become well-known in the school, exactly as you predicted, despite only having been for a week. Word quickly spread throughout the campus like wildfire, and before you knew it, she was being pursued by dozens of well-known individuals for friendship by dozens of "handsome" and wealthy men. Although Rei was delighted that everyone wanted to be her friend and she couldn't be happier to be getting such treatment, in her heart and mind, you had grown to be the only person she truly trusted.

Rei stuck to you like glue for the first week, not even separating herself to go home. You and Rei walked home together because she was interested in learning more about you, that's correct. You were the only person to date, by a wide margin, who was actually honest with her, as evidenced by the times you predicted that she would become popular at school and that no one would remember you, or the time you compared her to a mochi because of how squishy her cheeks were, and of course she wouldn't forget the time you teased her that you would get lost in Japan because there were no subtitles to read.

Your honesty was what really captivated her but she'll soon found out what makes her move from captivate you to actually be attracted to you.

She has gotten a ton of gifts from males pursuing her, ranging from pricey to uncommon, but she really doesn't want to accept them since she thinks it's too much. She didn't actually need any of the lavish gifts she was getting, but she also couldn't refuse them without hurting their feelings. The most perplexing aspect is that she knew nothing about them and that we even belong to separate year levels.

"What do I do..."

She asked herself as she slumped her head on her table looking out the window waiting for you to arrive. The clouds were moving so slowly as the day has started. Rei was anticipating for your arrival as she really needed your help with her dilemma. It wasn't that long when the doors openend and you appeared in her perspective. Rei immediately rushed towards you not even giving you time to take your seat.

"Y/n I need help."

"Hmm? For what?"

"What do I do with their gifts? I don't want to reject them like that..."

When you looked at Rei, you could tell that she was genuinely concerned by the feeling of being overwhelmed by the fact that she is treated like a sunshine princess at school. Many people are unaware of the fact that fame has a cost. Expect your typical student experience to be both the best and worst of your life. Even if you may be well-known on the entire school, innumerable untrue stories may nonetheless circulate about you. It sounds difficult enough for you when you consider the fact that you will always be the talk of the campus. Placing a hand on your chin, you began to thinks of ways on how to dispose-I mean return the gifts to sender.

"We can sell them and share the bill, 60-40. You get 60 I get 40-"

"No! That's much more worse."

Rei exclaimed as you shrugged your shoulder at her. Honestly speaking, selling them was the best possible outcome for you since they were expensive anyway. What's the point of having such things when your not even gonna use it.

"I don't know Rei, I think returning them is more better."

"B-But that means I'm rejecting them..."

Rei looked down, clearly feeling sad as you could only sigh at her poor state. Rei really was a kind hearted person to the point that she can't hurt anyone. But You have to remind her that pain is a part of life and everyone needs to learn something.

"Rei, you gotta understand. Somethings are just really not meant to happen. They gotta accept the fact that you don't like them like that or you don't see them anymore pass friends."

You placed your hands on her shoulder as Rei stared at your eyes. There she saw how firm and determined your eyes looked. It was something she didn't have as she nodded slowly at you.

"I-I'll try..."

"Good. Don't worry I'll help you with it."

As you promised, you assisted Rei in giving back the present that was given to her as a sign of their affection for her. Even though you were aiding her, some people misinterpreted this as a different indication that Rei had chosen you; nevertheless, after you said just three words, they instantly shook and quickly shut their mouths, proving that they had clearly failed their IQ test. You could say that having Yeonjun as a friend has its advantages.Even though it wasn't easy for Rei, she manages to return all the gifts given to her as the day ended with her emotionally drained and it was visible with her walking wobbly as you chuckled at her and decided to treat her some ice cream. Being the kind guy you are, you paid for the ice cream and bought her favorite flavor with a little more special ingredients added to it, cherries and sprinkles.

"Thank you so much Y/n! Maybe I should do this often-"

"Please don't. It's already stressful for me as it is. I dont want to actually fight someone since I'm not like Jaehyung Park."

"Who's that guy?"

"It's just a character I read on a Wattpad book."

"Ooohh, You read books?"

You nodded your head at her. Originally you weren't a book lover and prefer just lazing around playing your video games all day and eating chips and soft drinks. That was your life before meeting Minji. Her influence to you was astronomical as most of your old habits have been buried to the ground long forgotten.

"Yeah, My step sister introduced me to the world of books."

"Oh, it must be nice to have a younger sister. I'm always alone in the family anyway."

"Well it was an adventure after all, she returned to her father making us strangers again..."

Rei noticed the sadness in your voice as she could tell that something horrible happened between you and Minji.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that."

"Don't be Rei. I'm sure I'll see her around. Maybe just not now."

You were grinning when Rei spotted you, but for some reason it wasn't the usual smile you give to her. She had never seen anything like it before. It appeared to be a smile intended for Minji rather than for her. This shouldn't concern her in the least, yet one smile altered the course of her life.

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12:06 am, midnight, it was the time where most people were already asleep and in their dream land. When the ambience of the night was able to knock some people out to sleep, you were in your pajamas and jacket running towards where the text told you to go. You weren't the best athlete out there and since you were always at home, you didn't really bother exercising so running for 5 minutes straight already felt like hell for you.

"Damn... It…Rei…why...."

You though to yourself as you caught a few seconds to get your breathing back to normal. You really didn't like how this happened but someone as important as Rei shouldn't be feeling something like this. She was a very precious person to many people and to you, she was a very special friend that you can relax your back on. She might not be the sturdiest wall to lean to but she was able to support you emotionally and give that energy to you. But what happens when the sun losses it's light?

They die out and gets replaced by darkness. That is what's happening to Rei right now. She was feeling like she was at her lowest point as everything wasn't going right for her. Bad things just keep happening to her and it really drained her out. She doesn't know what to do as she decided to leave home and stay at a nearby park and sit on a bench where she can admire the stars that were twinkling in the night.

"Why.... Why did this happen to me? I didn't do wrong yet why-"

"I knew... You... Would....be…here…"

You said in between your breath as you slowly walked towards her with a very tired and exhausted expression. This was your first time running to someone that you really care about. With the exception of Minji of course. Sitting besides her, you can clearly see the puffy eyes she had and how she looked drained.

"I-I'm sorry I... I messaged you out at a time like this..."

"It's fine. I needed some exercise after all. Hehehe."

You laughed a little trying to lighten the mood up as Rei chuckled lightly. You really never failed to make Rei laugh even though she was already going through it. That's why she was really grateful to have you as her friend.

"So.....you hungry?"

Rei laughed at your comment, but it also made her feel sad. Her favorite cuisine felt so tasteless and its charm had vanished because of recent happenings in her life. This ripped your heart into a million pieces, and she started to quietly cry. You simply cannot handle watching your best friend, who is always a ray of light, scream her heart out. She was hidden from view by your jacket adjustment, which you made as others passed by. Rei opened her eyes as the light began to fade and saw you smothering her body with the side of your jacket.

"I know you don't like getting embarrassed so I'm covering you up. Just cry it out Rei. I'm here for you."

Rei was touched by your gesture and hugged you tightly crying her heart out. It startled you for a bit but allowed her to do her thing. You really didn't know what was happening with her life right now but you were gonna make sure that you will there for her.

"Why...is this happening to me Y/n?"

Rei finally spoke after a few minutes of crying as you looked down on her. The warmth that she showed when you first met her was gone and all it had was a fading light.

"My grand mother is at the hospital fighting for her life, my cousin got arrested for false accusations, and my parents might file for divorce because of their business closing to bankruptcy. Why? Why did this all happen to me?"

She asked you those questions that you can only stay quiet about. Why did this events happen to Rei when she did nothing wrong? You honestly have no proper answer for her. This feeling was the same feeling when you met and got to know Minji. She did nothing wrong yet why did her voice got taken away?

"Rei. Even though this things happen. You shouldn't give up."

"But it's hard Y/n."

"Life will always never go to the way we want it to be. After all, we're just humans and not Devine creatures who can control what we want to have. My life wasn't that easy after all, I had a single mother raising me since I was little. Then I heard that my step sister was unable to talk because of bullying. "

Rei was shocked to hear this from you as this information about your sister was mostly avoided by her or sometimes, avoided by you.

"That's.... Horrible.."

"Yeah I know but you know what Minji did? She didn't give up."

"She didn't?"

A smile spread across your face as you shook your head. Once more, Rei caught that smile of yours that seemed to be directed away from her. She gradually grew to detest the constant smile on your face whenever Minji was present.

"Nope, she even insisted to go to school again which of course took some time of convincing but we did make her enter school again. She even made a friend there in Pham Hanni. And that girl, I tell you is really confusing sometimes. Yesterday she shouted at me for suprising her a gift on her birthday. And earlier today, she treated me to a cafe where the drinks there were preety delicious. "

Rei just stares at your smile and this time, it felt the smile was once again not for her, but for another girl named Pham Hanni.

"So... What does that all mean?"

Rei asked as you took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

"It means that if you didn't give up, all of your efforts will be rewarded tenfolds. I know it won't be easy to reach the end of all this but Rei..."

You changed your attention to her as you patted her head and smiled at her.

"I'll be there for you in every step of the way. Supporting you and pushing you to move forward. I'll be that wall you can lean on."

At your smile, Rei could only widen her eyes. Her cheeks started to warm up, and her heart started to beat more quickly. The scene that had repeatedly played in her thoughts came true when she was finally able to catch a glimpse of your intended-for-her smile.

You weren't grinning at Minji or Hanni while you were grinning at her. She, Naoi Rei, was the recipient of that smile. A uniquely hers smile. Rei came to the realization that you had always been there for her ever when they first met at this point. You were always there for her whenever she needed someone to make her feel better, grin or laugh, hang out with, or simply be lazy. She had finally noticed your sincere altruism and selflessness, and this time, her heart was telling her it wasn't simply admiration or idolization anymore.

Nor was it attraction

It was

Love

She finally understood that she had been envious of all the girls who had a particular grin for them but not for her the entire time. It all began with just that one seed, and now it has finally sprouted from the earth with a brand-new flower that is eager to display its beauty to the world.

"Y/n.... You have always been a great friend to me but right now. I don't see you as a friend anymore but someone I can spend my life with."

Once more, she hugged you, but this time, instead of crying, she was beaming from ear to ear with joy at having met her true love and the person who will always stand by her no matter what..

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FLASHBACK ENDS

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"Nothing the like good ol Ramen restaurant right?"

You playfully nudge Rei who returned a playful scoffed on her own. The two of you entered the place and you two were immediately greeted by amazing aroma the place had.

"Smells like the old times eh?"

Rei said making you nod your head at her as the two of you ordered the same dish that has always been a stress reliever back in Highschool and probably still now for you. Rei maybe in the same university as you but she was in a different department. So having time to actually hang out with her was extremely hard and difficult but there are a few instances where your subjects would Intersect with each other.

"Say Y/n, how's your life in your department? I haven't seen Yeonjun and Soobin in a while. How are they?"

Rei asked as her attention was solely focused on you. She knows that cupid has given her this chance to catch up on the times and actually somehow make that spark happen between the two of you. But sadly, Rei was the only one who felt that spark before but she wasn't just gonne give up just like that. She will make your heart spark for her.

"Oh, Yeonjun is doing well. He's helping his dad at his autoshop and Soobin is also doing great. He's an intern at a local cafe shop down the street."

"Oh really? I should visit Soobin and Yeonjun sometimes."

"You should. Soobin even gave me free coffee for it."

The two of you continued to converse as both of you reminisce the past and even talk about the present that you two have. So far Rei was doing quite a great job keeping you engage in a conversation and Rei was once again that sunshine that you have. Perhaps that sunshine has evolved to give warmth to your everyday life from now on.

Rei surprised you by getting up from her seat and sitting next to you, telling you it was now or never and made your heart race a little. Yes, you would occasionally see her, and it's clear that Rei has fully realized the potential she had all along. Her breakthrough occurred in high school, and this was now her best illustration. Having her thus near was similar to being close to a celebrity because you had heard innumerable tales of guys who continued to try their best with Rei but finally failed. It was really imposing.

"R-Rei. What are you doing?"

"Hmm? Why? I can't cuddle you anymore?"

Rei quietly and sneakily wrapped her arms around your body making the space between the two of you dissappear in an instant. Rei smiled cutely and buried her face on your chest. And as to what Rei expected, your heartbeat was racing quicker than usual and this made Rei smile. You looked down and you were at a position where many guys wish to be at right now.

"R-Rei I-"

Rei looked up to meet up your eyes and there you realized what many people has seen with her.

She was beautiful.

She was perfect.

And more importantly,

She was at your arms.

"Hmm? Hai? What is it Y/n Kun~~"

Her voice just sent a sensation of an odd satisfaction that you felt goosebumps all over your body. Heat Immediately rushed through your cheeks as the girl in your arms was dangerously beautiful and breath taking.

"I-It's nothing..."

"Say Y/n, how would describe someone cuddling you?"

Your brain started working in full throttle as soon as you inhaled. the sensation of holding someone close to you? Well, to most people, including you, that would have sounded like bliss. But who exactly would that be? When you were considering that question, three girls unexpectedly arrived on your head, and one of them was at your arms

"I-I mean it would be great! L-like it's probably gonna inspire me you know? Hahaha…"

Sweats began to form on your forehead despite the restaurant being air conditioned to combat the heat. Rei giggled at your answer and you saw something change in her eyes. An sight that you have seen with Hanni and Minji.

"Well, what if I become that girl you can cuddle forever Y/n?"

"Wh-What?"

"I'll make it easy for you. So open your ears okay? Hehehe~"

She grinned sweetly, but you felt as though you were going through different stages of life at the moment. You could have sworn that you had learned the events of World War 2 in a matter of seconds as history started to flash before your eyes. However, everything changed when Rei uttered the four words that every male dreams about.

"I like you, Opp~ppa~"

Rei winked at you and that's was when chaos happened. Not even giving time to react, 2 silhouette suddenly appeared at your table as Rei looked at who the people were.

"Yah! Who are you hypnotizing Y/n Oppa like that?"

While Minji, who was standing behind her, was obviously concerned, Hanni was blazing with fury as she pointed a finger at Rei and accused her of something. Her worried expression for her companion Hanni is evident because this wasn't supposed to happen. Rei smirked when she noticed the two people who knew you.

"Ara~Ara~ I didn't know Y/n was into younger girls. Actually, aren't you two being to nosy admiring my boyfriend?"

Only the final word, "boyfriend," from Rei's earlier statement was heard by Hanni. She lost her cool when she heard that. Rei laughed as Hanni abruptly started cracking her knuckles.

"Ahh, so you're like that huh. Guess what pal? Y/n oppa likes to cuddle with me too."

When Hanni squeezed you tightly from the other side, you were aware of the stress you were experiencing. There is a clear spark between Rei and Hanni as they each look at each other. Minji sensed that you were in a pickle because of the heavy air, but she was unsure of what to do.

"What... Should I do?"

Minji asked as she was witnessing two people steal her important person infront of her.

#newjeans #kpop fanfic #kpop #rei ive #Ive #fluf #fanfiction

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Emily Prentiss x Reader Headcanons

Mostly SFW, but a few lil spicy ones throughout (below the line).

Chews on pens/pencils when she's anxious or deep in thought and it's inexplicably hot.

Has a glass of very nice, very expensive red wine every night.

Fluent in Arabic, French, Spanish, and Italian. Passable in Russian.

Seems quiet and mysterious at first but is actually just a huge dork.

Breaks down crying every time before starting her period and will say, "I'm sorry, I don't know why I'm so emotional today," and you're like... "Babe, don't you start tomorrow?"

Usually a no-strings-attached-sex kind of person, mostly because relationships are hard with her job. You're the exception.

Will fold like a wet napkin for nice chocolate.

Notorious for ghosting lol. Sometimes even used a fake name. A bad habit from her undercover days.

Not subtle at all when coming on to you. Pretty much asked you for a date out of the blue.

Loves that you can talk about the deep, dark stuff, but can also make her laugh like no one else.

If for any reason you wake up in the night–stomachache, nightmare, scary storm–she is up with you. She'll claim she can't sleep either, but really she just wants to hold you and make sure you get back to sleep okay.

Watches you breathe at night. She finds it deeply comforting.

Takes you once a year to her grandfather’s cottage in the French Alps, where she spent a lot of time growing up.

Grew up Catholic. She’s not religious anymore, but sometimes she still likes to listen to old hymns and chants, like they had at the mass she and her mom attended in Italy.

Opens every door for you always. In fact, she’ll be hurt if you don’t let her open the door.

An incredibly good listener. She loves hearing about your day, no matter how mundane it was, because her days are usually filled with the darkest, most horrific things.

Has two tattoos. (1) On her ankle. A word from the Qur’an (لِّتَسۡكُنُوۡۤ) that roughly translates to “that you may find tranquility.” She got it in Italy when she started to realize she liked girls, because girls were the only people in whom she ever found tranquility. (2) On her hip. A small asterisk a la Kurt Vonnegut.

Insanely protective. She will not let anyone touch you, say anything to you, even look at you with nefarious intentions.

Has a little note on her phone where she writes down your favorite things–takeout, flowers, ice cream flavors, the brand of tampons you use–so she'll always remember.

“Call me when you get there.” Has to know where you are at all times. You gave up arguing and just constantly have your phone location shared with her. It’d be suffocating except that, given her job, it makes sense.

Loves that you are so independent. She’s watched too many BAU relationships fall apart because their partner was frustrated with the demanding BAU work schedule. You don’t really mind. Of course, you miss her, but you also really like your alone time, so things balance out nicely.

Puzzle fiend. There’s almost always a puzzle going on the coffee table.

Queen of leaving people on read. It’s nothing personal, it’s just that texts usually fall by the wayside when she’s in the field.

Secretly loves it so much when you brag about her. She’ll act all embarrassed about it, but it means a lot that you’re proud of her.

A hipster in the sense that if something is popular, she automatically decides she doesn’t like it. You make fun of her a lot for this.

Falls in love with you every time she notices one of your little gestures–having a second go-bag packed and ready at all times, doing the laundry, packing little granola bars in her purse because you know she forgets to stop for lunch, returning books to the library for her, etc.

Incredibly stubborn. Thankfully, you are, too, so you’re well-matched. On the downside, sometimes it takes forever to make a decision because neither of you are willing to back down.

Swears like a sailor when she’s not at work.

Kind of quiet with other people, but will talk with you late into the night, until you fall asleep. You love that you get to fall asleep to her voice.

Touches you like you’re made of gold, like you were made to be cherished and held on to.

Cheek/nose/forehead kisses. all. the. time.

Kisses you good morning and good night, every time, no matter when she gets home or when she leaves.

You would never guess it, but she lives for gossip. She doesn’t want to be part of the drama, but she sure as hell wants to know about it.

Drives her wild (in bed and out) that you are 100% hers. It is not in your nature to cheat, you are wholly devoted to your person, and she is over the moon that she’s that person.

Acts like a top, is a top.

Can drink coffee at midnight and be conked out twenty minutes later.

After a particularly hard case, she’ll come home and want to just hold you really tight against her chest, sometimes for an hour or more. You always let her.

Big spoon, always. She likes to feel like she’s keeping you safe.

Favorite food is the sweet potato burrito from Muchas Gracias, but they only have them at lunch and she is never in DC at lunchtime, so sometimes you go buy her one and pack it for her for lunch the next day. It makes her day every time.

Honestly it’s a struggle when you have to get up before her because she has you in a ninja death grip that is almost impossible to get out of.

Her feet are always cold, so she has a huge collection of fuzzy socks.

Movie buff. Has a giant checklist of all the Oscar noms during awards season, and you watch one almost every night she’s home.

Loves to shower with you. You will get clean, but you’ll get fucked first.

A wizard with a wand (iykwim).

She still gets butterflies when you hold hands.

#emily prentiss #emily prentiss x reader #criminal minds #emily prentiss fanfic #criminal minds fanfic #emily prentiss hcs #emily prentiss headcanons #criminal minds headcanons #criminal minds hcs

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tattoo!artist ellie x reader (more headcannons)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Sketchbook hc's

A/N: This is just, general stuff i was thinking of bc y'all loved this AU and i finally have some time

Dates with tatto!artist ellie

i feel like ellie, specifically tattoo artist ellie wouldn't like the huge romantic dates like going to a fancy restaurant and overdressing for it

nah

she'd def take you to a fair and hold your hand on the rides you think are scary though

you mention you like a brand? she's subscribed to their mailing list so she knows when they have stuff on sale (bc she knows you hate spending more money than you have to) and takes you there

and you're still clueless, you just think she has some sort of magic intuiton for saving money

she prefers smaller, more meaningful dates, to the point where she'd much prefer watching a movie over at your house with a pizza over getting anxiety over going somewhere fancy

Gifts

The gays def know that getting tattoo's are fuckin EXPENSIVE

so ya girl is rich and basically fuckin loaded bc of it

in turn, once she gets comfortable, she love love LOVES spoiling you

"Babe," You called out, frowning in mild exasperation at the item in your room. It wasn't that you didn't appreciate the gesture. It was just that the top was 80. fucking. dollars.

"Yea?" Ellie asked, feigning innocence and following you in your room, grinning when she saw the t-shirt in your hands. "Fits?"

"Ellie, it's almost the same price as the headphones i use," You argued, a little exasperated with this. She rolled her eyes, grinning and coming to place her hands on your hips.

"C'mon, try it on?" She asked, unfazed as you shook your head.

"Please? For me?"

By god, she could get you to do anything by just saying that. You did as she asked, and you loved it. You never would've bought it for yourself, but when you modelled it for Ellie, her smile was worth more than 3 of those tops.

You don't really go for the more expensive gifts, knowing Ellie prolly won't appreciate them much

handmade! gifts!

like, let's say you gave her a handmade bracelet or something

or like, a gimmick (gonna use a personal example here)

your friend has some spare clay or something, so you take a chunk and model it into something you knOW is super super dumb

you take the dimensions of her fav tattoo pen and make a lil snake or sm to wrap around it and make it with huge googley eyes bc it looks so creepy and weird it's hilarious

you give it to her, trying your hardest not to laugh

she finds it fuckin HILARIOUS

she doesn't use it in the shop, scared of being called a simp

instead finds a marker she uses for sketching and puts it on that, it's her favorite marker now

Affection? hugs? kisses? awkward?

i feel like ellie is not very big on pda when you first start out

like very hesitant, doesn't want to cross any lines

if you're more affectionate, she still keeps you at arms distance until she's sure she wants to indulge you

if you're not affectionate like me then it actually works for her, she slowly initiates the affection

i think she'd love hand holding the most

espECIALLY when you trace her tattoos or her lil callouses on her hands

ugh she meLTS

not huge on the PDA, like the mandatory cheek kisses, forehead pecks etc.

if you're huge on it, welcomes it with open arms

if you're not, goes for the basic linking pinkies

you actually asked her once why she doesn't like it that much

"why do i need to show other people you're mine? I mean, I'm pretty secure in the fact that you're my girlfriend, why does the rando across the street need to see my tongue down your throat to get that?"

you choked on your drink at that answer

however, that attitude takes a 180 turn when she's jealous

A/N: Give me headcannons for jealous ellie, i have nOne. Also, what do y'all think of this?

#tlou #tlou 2 #the last of us #the last of us fanfiction #tattoo!artist ellie #ellie x reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x POC reader #ellie williams #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams tlou #MYC's writings

[femsolid]

French TV is just amazing. I don't own a TV so I only watch it when I'm at other people's place and the news channels are simply phenomenal. We're told a 16 years old guy was killed by the police again (and the police didn't call for an ambulance it's a neighbour who did -10 minutes later- because some kids came to tell him what had happened) so the journalist asks a police union representative to give us his opinion which is of course that if you try to run from the police you should expect to be killed. In other news today Marion Marechal Le Pen is campaigning to revive her nazi party because she wants to "protect her daughters from the anti-police riots and the illegal immigrants who rape french women". Think the journalists are going to address this quote? Nope. Then the journalists discuss the inflation in France and how the prices are so high that french people are struggling to feed themselves (in one of the richest country on earth). A journalist gives us a simple solution: we need to be more responsible and stop buying expensive food. Merde alors! Hadn't thought of that. This way the brands that increase their prices will lose money and stop doing so. Duh! Anyway back to the most pressing matter nationwide right now and for the last decades: should muslim teenage girls be allowed an education if they wear a veil? Survey says... non, apparently. A girl was expelled for wearing what she claims to be an opened black kimono but really is an outrageous religious symbol that threatens our great nation's secularism.

Wow. Not only did she deserve to be expelled but it's definitely worth talking about all day on the news. I'm traumatised just looking at this picture. Of course the great debate is back: how can we stop those provocative muslim girls who are obviously on their way towards islamic radicalisation and terrorism from trying to bypass secularist laws by claiming to be wearing some sort of kimono when really we all know it's just a facade and what they really mean to do is scream allah akbar with a machine gun in their hands? The journalists quickly ask a law professor who explains unironically that this outfit is illegal in much the same way that muslim girls who wear long skirts because they can't wear a hijab are illegal. Almost as if it's not about displaying your religion but belonging to a religion instead. Almost as if girls are forced to show their bodies to men. If I ever doubted selling my TV years ago here is the reminder as to why I did.

[1ndigo712]

clipped wings, burned scars

Ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54268441

TWs: Panic Attacks, Unintentional Self Harm, Branding, Throwing Up, Vague description of blood

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The coarse sand under his feet. Rough, gloved hands locking around his skinny wrists. The fleeting glimpse of twinkling stars.

Loud, foreign tongues bellowing at him. The pain in his scalp after his barley-blonde hair is pulled relentlessly, mockingly. The spots in his eyes after some unknown tall, bulky men pulls at his eyelids and shine their torch to his bicolour eyes, hissing and jeering venom.

The heavy weight of the cold , rusted iron they lock around his neck and wrists. The smell of dampness and mould behind steel bars, baring him for all to see. The leftover rations in a plate they slid under his door, cold. The rags of clothes that cling onto his small, skinny frame, providing little comfort when he curls his back against the corners of his cell to sleep.

The pit in his stomach when he is thrown out of his cell, guards flanking his sides with pointed weapons and tasers.

The sack of sand he is handled onto, chin scraping against the material as they push his head down.

The heat of the furnace nearby when they take out a red-hot branding iron with a unique set of numbers, fresh from the blacksmith.

The bruising grip in his hair and back when they take off his neck shackle.

He remembers the small breath he takes in before pain. White-hot, pure burning pain against the left pulse on his neck. It burns his skin and the light from his eyes. He remembers the smell of sizzling flesh against the hot metal when they remove it.

Gloved fingers feeling up his new scar, sending rockets of pain until the mark settles, and only then are they satisfied. They dab it with a cold, damp cloth and lock his shackle back around his neck.

They don't feed him for another week.

He stops feeling the pain when, three months later, his persistent cells heal over the burn scars and his captors force him to sit still as a surgeon-lookalike carves the numbers into the same place, this time with tattoo pen and ink.

~~

Aventurine wakes up with his lungs on fire. He tries to sit up, regain his breathing, and the skin on his neck pulls. White-hot, burning pain sear the serial number set in his skin and he chokes. His pajamas stick to his back with cold sweat as he scrambles, pressing the cold back of his hand to the brand, pretends it's not there, and inhales shakily.

His stomach lurches and he barely makes it in time before his stomach empties its contents, acid burning the back of his throat as he struggles to pull back his hair.

His fingers brush over the not-yet smooth skin around his brand, phantom pain swirling in the skin where he became an asset, nothing more.

Half an hour later, Aventurine changes into his usual outfit: colourful, distracting. He hates to admit it, but Ratio's remark on him being similar to a peacock wasn't completely wrong.

But he can't grow out of it.

Just like how he can't get used to the feeling of nothing around his neck, so he settles for a leather collar snug around the base of his neck, and ignores the whispers behind his back about his apparent promiscuity.

Just like how his wrists feel unnaturally light without cuffs, so he wears the most expensive watch and bracelets he can find, reminds himself that he chose to wear it, it wasn't forced, he's not back there-

Just like how his mind yearns yet trembles at the idea of skin-to-skin contact, so he wears thin, low-cut gloves with rings so he never has to properly feel the shape of another's hand.

Just like how he misses the weight that his shackle once provided upon his shoulders, so he made sure his jacket had thick, soft fur lining along his neck to compensate, and to remind himself that he is living a better life now, he won't be starved if he drops a fork-

The pride Aventurine once took in being a Sigonian- an Avgin, died along with whatever semblance was left of his livelihood after years of xenophobia coated in venom.

So he wears rose-tinted shades, the same as the pink in his eyes in hopes of…… he's not quite sure.

His lungs are still are still burning, fingers numb when he sits on the couch next to the dreampool. His vision is blurring more with each passing second, fingers tangled tightly in his locks, glasses discarded next to him.

Aventurine blinks, and he returns to the cell of his nightmares. No, no, no, he can't be back there, he's with the IPC now, he can't-

He sees oversized shackles around small wrists, sees the chain connecting his wrists to his neck shackle, sees the dirt and grime caking his skin, his clothes, everywhere-

He gasps for air but grasps none. His chest burns with much more than a need for oxygen as he curls himself against the sofa as he once did against stone-cold walls, muscle memory more than consciousness.

He only registers that he is crying, when a salty drop lands in his gasping mouth, His scalp is numb  just like back then as rough hands his fingers pull at blond strands desperately.

His hands shake limply when it hits again.

Phantom pain of the same magnitude press itself against the serial number engraved into the skin of his neck, once smooth and pale now scarred and tainted.

He can smell the hot iron again- Oh Qlipoth he can smell the branding iron again, red-hot and smoking as it approaches him steadily, his head is pushed ruthlessly against a bag of sand, forced to expose the young skin of his neck-

Aventurine all but whimpers, nails clawing at the numbers burned into his mind, pain of the motion unfelt as he tries, tries to disfigure the mark, make it unreadable, scratch the ink out, anythingpleaseIcan'tdothisIcan't-

He only gives his torn skin repose when he feels warm liquid coat his digits and tentatively trickle red down his neck, the sensation not unfamiliar.

Still, Diamond's threat rings clear in his ears.

"Fail this mission and you knows what happens, Aventurine. Lose the cornerstones… well, then you wouldn't be Aventurine anymore, would you, [REDACTED]?"

#hsr aventurine #hsr #star rail aventurine #aventurine #angst

[laphixsoka]

Rational.

Playboy! Eren x bottle girl! Reader

Cw: unprotected sex, pet names

Summary: Eren invites you after you’re done with work, to his private room.

The job of bottle girl was hella easy and quick ass money. Only downside is pushy dudes trying to make their way onto you, then try to report you when you didn’t let that shit slide. One night you were assigned to a table. It had been a deep ass party, they’d been in the private room of the club. So the tip was going to be hefty, not even trying to trade with the offers given to you. The atmosphere of the club never got old to you, the music you could feel the music thumping through your whole body, the hot and heavy atmosphere as people danced, and the signature musty smell of the weed.

Once you got to the door you pulled your dress down for good measure. When you came in it was one guy, he had a loosely buttoned shirt on, with sunglasses that hung from the middle, his sleeves had been gathered up, and some suit pants with a belt at the top. Even with that explanation you where missing the accessories, rings, a watch, and a necklace. To be said plainly, he’d been sitting down looking over the drink menu, as his other arm rested on the back of the booth seat. “Are you ready sir?” Your pen and paper ready.

He looked up at you and he was definitely a piece of eye candy. “Uhh… give me three of your best brands six bottles of each , and a party size buffalo wings.” Your laugh slipped out at the end, it was the realist order you had all night. The most expensive liquor with the least fancy food item on the menu. He caught on without much saying. “I’ve got a friend she’ll go through about six big ass subs, her ass got a tapeworm. Plus she doesn’t drink so I’m just buying her meal make everything even.” You let off a small chuckle and smile as you finished writing off everything. “I’m a regular my name is Eren, I don’t think I’ve seen you.” You shifted a bit in your heels. “I’m new it’s my second weekend.” Eren nodded and you two talked a little more until someone came in.

When you came back in the room had been filled. Everyone talking some smoking, you just simply put out the bottles and when it came to the wings you had to squeeze pass Eren. Your ass was all over him, you kinda felt bad. Until he held you waist to guide you. You put the plate of wings down and Eren followed you to the door to speak with you. “Why don’t you come and party when you get off.” He said in your ear cause the music his voice enticing and heavy as fuck. It made you just want to take him there. “I’ll take you up on it I’ll be off in three hours.”

Soon enough your three hours were up, taking off your name badge and making your way back into the room. This time you just let your dress ride up a little so your thighs were a bit more visible. When you came in some of the people were gone, most definitely Eren was there waiting. You’d seen him on the dance floor a few hours ago with a few girls. You were so close to getting on that floor and airing it out. But you had your set time so you just tended to yourself. Eren looked up from his phone and saw you he smiled. He got up and grabbed your arm gently pulling you to the dance floor.

You watched his back as you pulled you through the crowd, he’d got closer to the front and turned around. The perfect song had started you got close to him and turned around. Grinding and shaking your ass all over him, soon enough he’d grabbed your waist this time less gentlemanly. You were so in it you doubt he could control you. You could feel him though catching everything you threw at him, you got back up and started to dance on him. You could feel him all throughout your body he had a particular thing for your thighs. The lights all over you two it felt as if you were the only ones in the room, his touches leaving you drunk, and yearning for more.

The dancing heightened every thing there was room for nothing in between y’all. You rested your head against his chest, whining your hip’s against him. Taking your finger and signaling him to you. “I want you.” You say breathlessly. You two didn’t stop for a second running back to the room. You could barely tell if someone was in there you two started to make out against the door. His hands roaming underneath your dress. Every touch against your skin lingered as he did. Your hands rested on his chest feeling the fabric of his shirt with breaks of skin. Your lips hungrily going against each other. Then you felt his fingers go into your underwear, you could feel his rings against your skin making you skip a bit in the kiss; eventually Letting go of the kiss but you two were still close. When he went in you were soaked and warm, his fingers gliding to your bud. When he started to rub your clit you started to let out these high pitched breathy sounds, as he looked down at you with this heavy look in his eyes.

When there was breaks from your moans or whimpers. You could hear the wet sounds coming from you. All you could do was hold your mouth open and struggle to keep your eyes on Eren. You were so close and all you could do to let him know was a weak. “Ren~!” He smiled and held that very same look in his eyes. As you started to move yourself again this fingers, he pulled away and took you to the booth seat and laid you on it. He pushed your dress up and pull your underwear down. “I want to keep hearing that nickname I earned.” He said as you parted your legs. You giggled embarrassed by the last second name calling but, while you were embarrassed he had one hand on your thigh, and the other a bit higher on your other thigh. Pushing them both down. He looked up at you with a smile as he hovered over your pussy.

In Eren’s eyes he saw the cute look of anticipation you had. Once he went down you let out a heavy breath. His tongue felt so good against you it made you shake and knowing he could feel it, his hands shackled your legs down feeling his rings each time he would correct a little shift you’d make. Following that up he went from a wave with his tongue to precise flicks. And it drove you crazy your moans getting louder, trying your best not to shout that embarrassing ass nickname. So he slid his finger in taking you in for a surprise, he curled his fingers a bit making you make this indescribable sound. It was so much stimulation and you were starting to reach there once again. It made you chant “Ren!” Over and over caving in and grabbing on his hair. Soon enough though he stopped. Making you whine, needy for your high. He pulled his fingers out and kissed your clit before getting up. “Where are you going?” Your voice hoarse as you lifted yourself up. “Nowhere.” He started to unbuckle his pants. You could see how he made a tent in his pants it made you smile a bit, just think about it growing as he ate you out.

“Let me ride.” You said, which made him chuckle as he walked over to the booth. Taking his seat resting both his arms on the back of the booth seats. You came between his legs pulling down his boxers. Letting his dick bounce out the length made you look up at him, he smiled eyes full of lust. “Normally I’d do this first then treat you, there’s something about you though.” You rolled your eyes at the comment. You then started to pump him making him make this deep “mmm~” sound. You started to suck his tip, which made him look at you. Your eyes met and he swore you looked the most sexy like this. While keeping eye contact you went down putting more in your mouth. As you kept pumping, you made him let out a borderline whine. Your tongue hung out rubbing against the side as you put your throat to work. Your nails looking pretty wrapped around him. It was a scene Eren was enthralled with . The further you went the crazier it made him, this dark look in your eyes made him want to just cum all over your face.

It made him want to do more with you, have you over the stirring wheel face all in the dash. You’re ass all in his face as he ate it and fingered you. He’d imagine the noise you’d make would you call him? “Ren~.” Eren put his hand out to your face which made you pop his dick out your mouth, and press your face against his hand as you jerked him off. “Suck it harder princess.” His thumb rubbed your face and then went to your mouth where you licked and sucked on it. You went back to sucking him wanting the real thing back in your mouth. You started to go deeper making him shift in his seat when you gagged it was a hit for him. He started to throat fuck you. To make it even just when you felt like he was about to cum you pulled back. You got up taking off your heels and getting on top of Eren. “You got a condom?” You ask as you two instantly got close so you could kiss.

“Fuck, their in my car.” He looked like he was about to get up, you didn’t want to ruin the mood. Plus you were on the pill granted the two days you miss cause of all the work you’d been doing. “I’m on the pill don’t worry.” You said making him relax back down. You two started to kiss your hand all through the back of his head. His hair was so neat when you first saw him and now he has hairs all over the place, it wasn’t a bad look on him though. His hands went further up and unlatched your bra, feeling all under it. He would suck on them but he wasn’t trying to go through all that. As you kissed you used Eren and one hand to keep balance, as the other held his dick so you could put him in you. As you went down as you looked at Eren. A small moan leaving you mouth at the start as he started to fill you up.

“Fuck your tight~.” You weren’t surprised when he said that, it not every day you fuck a guy with a third damn leg. You weren’t able to get all the way down about three inches where left. It hurt with him stretching you out and him stuffing you to the max. You stared to cry a bit from the pain, it was as if it was your first time. Eren wiped your tears and he laid you down. He knew it wasn’t your first time, so he knew it was his size. There was no lube either, so he started spitting in his hand and putting it down there and rubbing your clit. Usually he wouldn’t go through these lengths, but he swore “it was something about you”. When he saw you crying it took a piece of him.

He kept his eyes on you as he rubbed it. “Is it helping.” You nodded your head. He started to move a bit and he heard you whimper, he grunted from how much you sucked him in. He slowly started to quicken his pace over time. Soon enough you’d both been adjusted, their was still pain but enough pleasure to enjoy everything. He had you in a mating press, your legs hanging over his shoulder. Kissing as his whole length went in, you never thought there could be this good a mixture of pain and pleasure. Eren pulled away from the kiss to catch his breath. Once he did he would say small things to you.

“No one has ever fucked you like this huh!?” The huh being so raspy it played over and over in your brain. “Nun huh~!” He started going harder your legs shifting on his shoulders. He pressed his forehead against yours as you looked at each other, his eyes was hungry and lust filled, yours were fucked out and a bit red. Tears of pleasure ran down your face, as moans flowed from your mouth. He’d taken one of your hands that got lost in his hair to your stomach. You could feel the stomach bulge he was making with every thrust. “You’re doing so good princess take me.” You started to get closer tightening but around him, his thrust started to grow ragged and inconsistent. You’d cum before him and he followed up two minutes after, as soon as he pulled out cum seeped out of you. He’d catch some and you licked it off his hand.

He was starting to get his self together while you laid there… overthinking. You knew the first thing you were gonna google when you get back home. “Can you still get pregnant after not taking your birth control for two days.” Your chest felt heavy not even being able to enjoy the after effects of heavy sex. “You okay?” Eren asked while grabbing your underwear and heels. “Uhh… yeah.. umm.” You wanted to tell him just in case but you were to scared to. The whole time while he was helping you out with leaving out the room, you felt a lump in your throat. He was even sweet enough to try to drive you home, but you had your own car and your own detour to make.

“Gimme your number.” He said holding your door. You handed him your phone and he typed on it for a few minutes. Giving your phone back you looked at the contact it said “Ren.” With a green heart. “You must really like the name.” He laughed a bit. “You’re the first to call me it and I like how it sounds out your mouth.” You smiled he was real good at making a girl feel special. “Well I’ll contact you I’m not a booty call like them girls earlier.” You started you car and he closed the door, he still stood there though so you rolled down the window. “They came up to me.” You rolled your eyes, and rolled up your window pulling off.

Little did you both know you’d be brought back together, with you showing him a positive pregnancy test.

#eren yeager x y/n #fanfiction #eren smut #eren yeager #eren yeager x reader #smut #x reader #aot smut #attack on titan smut #eren jeager #eren yeager smut #eren headcanons #eren aot #eren snk #eren fanfiction #eren imagines #snk smut #aot imagines #eren jeager smut #eren x y/n #eren jeager x y/n #eren jeager x reader #eren yaeger imagine

[decepti-thots]

I would like to hear about which characters would use which kind of fountain pen 👀

okay, so with the caveat that all of this is coming from me researching pens in my quest to become slightly a 'pen person' and not like. being one. (but also from the perspective of watching my friend talk extremely in-depth about this for many years, and cribbing from her, in my defense.)

here are some random character-pen matchups and headcanons bc why not!!

first off. minimus, obviously.

there's a few things i think about this: he's fundamentally conservative in his tastes i think (no wild experimental designs), someone who would not want to spend an Excessive amount of money but also someone who would definitely have a higher-end one quality wise, and he'd have really nitpicky taste about shit like quality control. with this in mind, the guides i read that were offering opinions on higher-end 'beginner pens' consistently brought up the Pilot Custom 74, which is like, the platonic ideal of just a functional good quality Fountain Pen TM:

look at it. that sure is a ~£190 fountain pen! it's classic, functional, a solid 'name', expensive enough i feel like a person who grew up well off would be like 'oh this is my everyday pen' and i would be sort of like 'the fuck that costs half my rent'. lmao. but not like, someone splashing out a thousand quid or more expensive, yknow. he's probably had this same pen for like. the equivalent of twenty years or more. i'm sure he has more than one but this is his 'workhorse'.

here's another one i immediately am like 'oh i know what to pick' about. this one less in terms of specifically 'this character would use it' and more like 'this character reminds me of this pen'. it's rewind! and the pen is a Tombow Zoom 828fp because. well. look at this.

MINI PEN. CHIBI LITTLE FOUNTAIN PEN. there's apparently a chinese pen that is a lot cheaper you can get of this little chonker's basic design, and i'm very, very seriously tempted to get one and call it 'rewind'. lmao. short and charmingly proportioned! i don't think rewind probably actually uses a pen but maybe this was one of those spousal in-joke gifts pre-war or something like 'haha this reminded me of you'/'are you calling me short' or whatever idfk. the point is. TINY PEN.

nautica got riptide a Jinhao 993 to cheer him up when they started doing lessons in that one issue towards the end of MTMTE/pre-DotL and he's finding it difficult maybe. "why would a fountain pen cheer him up-" THIS IS WHY LOOK AT THESE

my pen friend got the pink one of these for a fiver or something, bc i pointed out it was a pink shark and therefore a Nimona pen. haha. anyway. that's why riptide has a fountain pen.

rodimus is having a mid life crisis, and also magnus will probably think he is Mature and Good At Work if he shows up with a fountain pen, he figures one time, so he wheedles money off drift and buys this monstrosity, which to be clear costs EIGHT THOUSAND EUROS and is supposed to look like a cool racecar themed... thing. montegrappa is so fucking overpriced and tacky and they're invariably hilarious to me whenever they release some godawful tie-in thing.

now prowl. prowl doesn't have a fountain pen because prowl is the sort of person who insists on constantly having fucking. Gadgets TM. you know. the man thinks a smart fridge is a necessity, for some fucking reason. if it's electronic it's Better. however, LAMY, i found out, in addition to its wide range of pens, also makes like... high-end digital pens? you know, in the style of their most well known fountain pen design (LAMY safari) but like. a stylus. buying a brand-name pen manufacturer's stylus bc you want to have a fountain pen but also refuse to do anything not on a tablet or something is. 100% prowl to me.

and i think that drift would have a LAMY 2000. look at this thing. it's somehow so slick and modern looking in a way most fountain pens aren't without feeling weird or like it isn't one. it's also a really well regarded pen across the board and so many people swear by this thing. (my friend does indeed have this one!) he's got it because he (canonically) journals, obviously, he is whipping this bad boy out after meditation to Chronicle His Emotional State (usually um. bad. moving along.) it's one of the nice things he bought himself after he somehow acquired all that money (stole it on his way out from the decepticons).

sidenote: megatron doesn't use a fountain pen, despite being a canonical writer. his handwriting is fucking atrocious and he would break one pressing too hard if he tried. he privately thinks they're sort of pointless, but lets minimus endlessly explain nib types for the sake of indulging someone he likes and who clearly is used to being told to shut up.

#i could keep going probably but uhhh i'll stop