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IT'S LOVE, IT'S ROMANCE.

* Being in a relationship w/ them.

* CW / Established relations, GN reader (I thinkies,) not proofread / edited, I'm making this up as I gooo! Sorry if this is OOC, it's been a wwhile since I've genshided?... Genshinend?.... Yknow. this isnt good im ngl. SO RUSHED this is . unbelievable. It's all over the place but

Ningguang, who showers you with anything that you look at when going window shopping. She doesn't even think twice about the price — despite your refusals, and complaints — she gets you to accept it eventually.

Ningguang, who lets you do her hair as a sign of love. She's a busy lady, it's basically a proclamation of love when she spares enough time for you to sit down, comb her hair and braid it, if you're lucky enough.

Ningguang, who hunts out almost every Qingxin when you say one is pretty. Ningguang, who pays for a crate of cecilias when you say you wished they grew in Liyue.

Beidou,, who brings you back stuff from each of her voyages! ! You say you'd like some fabric from Inazuma? Done. You want wine from Mondstadt? Done, even quicker!

Beidou, who collects shells for you from each shore she comes across. All her treasures (shells), are taking up at least 3 drawers. You don't have the heart to stop her, as she seems so happy when she brings you another pouch everytime she's home...

Beidou, who schedules a whole day for cuddling before she leaves. She refuses to take you with her — scared of you getting hurt, or something — so she spends as much time with you as she can. She forces you to clear your schedule to stay in bed with her all morning, not caring if you had a meeting with whoever, wherever.

Lisa,, who constantly uses you as a guinea pig for her potions. You wanna spend time with her? Okay, just drink this!! Of course, she'd never let anything harm you, she only gives you the potions with the silly side effects.

She'd constantly tease you, calling you petnames that not even the flirtest would think of, just for the amusement of seeing you flustered. If you tease her back, though? It's like a compitition of who get's more flustered first. It's gotten so bad, to the point of the library emptying out because of it.

Lisa, who doesn't even spare you from her punishments as a librarian! Oh, you forgot to give her the book last night? No, no, that simply won't do! She can't be stopping her job for her pretty thing, no, not even for you. ...At least she apologizes afterwards.

Furina,, who 'makes' (gets someone else to make) sweets for you. She somehow knows exactly what you want, and exactly when you want it.

She'd also let you sit in on tea parties, right next to her. She'd make you a little hat like her own, like her own little claim on you, making you sit there and look like her pretty little thing.

Furina, who gets flustered the moment you imply going anything romantic. Holding hands? Not that bad, it'll get her a little flustered. Kissing? She feels like she's having a heart attack after the first kiss the two of you share.

She'd get Neuvillette to get you plushies, preferring to stay with you as he goes to find whatever animal she requested this time. She'd get jealous if you picked a plushie to have in your arms instead of her, whining and wiggling around in the bed until you replace the plushie with her.

Please don't steal my work, nor feed it to any sort of AI. Thank you! ♡

#⌗ ─ “ Tea parties are a must for the well-mannered. ”#WAAHHH!!!!!! WRITING #I hate this!!!!><><#genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin x y/n #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin impact scenarios #lisa minci x reader #ningguang x reader #beidou x reader #Furina x reader #genshin women x reader

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hunterbunter3000 · 11 months

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ok so I've had this in my memory for ages and i can so imagine Sweetheart having this as a tattoo on her back, like the angel wings tattoos that are the complete length of your back so and the crescent on her neck like oml like its barely visible from under her shirts and it just makes her neck look that much more delectable plus the contrast from the womb tattoo to the angel like wings is a sight to see, makes the boys go feral (especially soap once he sees it, he didn't notice before cuz he was too short lol)

IM GOING FERALLLLL

THIS IS AMAZING FOR SWEETS HOLY COW

The original idea was that she was going to have two pieces, high and low tattoos, the low one was something like this:

But then I scrapped that, and she was just gonna have a regular back tattoo (like a big one or one in the middle of her back), and it was gonna be something like this:

B U T that changed and the new idea was that the back tattoo was traveling on her body, like coming to her collarbone and neck, and coming down her arms (which is talked about in the 18+ Gaz ask), something like this:

BUT GOOODDDDDD YOURS IS SO SICK GREMLIN

Like I can see her getting it because a friend told her that it'll look so cool, not telling her what it means. (As you said, it looks like angel wings) and then that friend dies, not telling her the meaning. (Her friend told her to get it because Sweetheart is like an angel)

Sfw

(Just kinda sensual teehee)

Cw.: biblical talk (angels), so much praise, overstimulation (sweets cries), bit of angst and feels, (idk if this counts as angst? I'm still learning what's angst and what's not😭) soap is so down bad he's speaking in Scottish Gaelic-- it's translated by Google so I'm sorry beforehand! He talks so damn much, I went overboard 💀 the translation is at the end!

So skip ahead to the now, she's taking care of some wounds she got from a mission, with her shirt off and hair down, wrapping her ankle with concentrated eyes. She doesn't hear Soap knock on her door, and she doesn't hear his little gasp. She also doesn't hear him walk slowly towards her, but she does feel thick, warm fingers move some of her hair and trail down her back. She jolts, turning around abruptly. Her tense shoulders relax, seeing it's only her best friend.

She needs to be more vigilant.

"Jeez, Soap," She chuckles, "You scared me."

His eyes are wide, skin flushed with pink and breaths uneven.

"Tha mi duilich..." he mutters breathlessly. Sweetheart cocks an eyebrow. "Whatcha say?" Soap sucks in a breath and closes his eyes tightly. It's like he's telling himself something.

"Sorry, I'm - I said I'm sorry." Sweetheart nods, "Oh, that's cool! Is that like- Gaelic or somethin'?" Soap nods as if he's in a trance, eyes still focused on her back. Her glowing, hunched over back with the mark of an angel. It has to be. Different scars align on her skin, some in different lengths, some overlapping others, and many that are jagged.

But the beauty of the tattoo is still relevant.

Sweetheart calls out his name softly to get his attention but fails. His mind is hazy, and too many thoughts going through him. The waves of heat pulse on his skin and insides as he gets closer to her back.

Sweetheart doesn't feel comfortable, but she doesn't feel uncomfortable at the same time. She sees him get on his knees and reaches out for her, but freezes. He turns his head and shuts his eyes again, having mental turmoil with his actions. He stares into her eyes, asking her if he can touch it. Feel it.

Admire it.

Her eyes flutter, looking back at him one last time, she shifts her hair to one side, combing the curls with her hand, showing more of the tattoo that goes up to the nape of her neck and around her shoulders. Her actions speak a million words to him.

You can touch it. But please, be gentle.

She hears him whine- whine-- and his palms are clamping on her back immediately.

"Tha e cho breagha. Fuck, bidh thu mar bhàs dhomh, leanabh." His hand slides around to her tummy, tracing the heart to her womb tattoo since he remembers where it's located, engraved- burned-- into his memory. "Ach bheir thu air ais beò mi le seo," His voice is but a whisper over her back, the woman confused if he's talking to her or the tattoo. She feels plush lips where the blade is located. Oh god--

He's kissing it.

Sweetheart shivers, a whiny moan bubbling in her throat, but she covers her mouth with her shaky hand. She hears him mumble Gaelic again, but it doesn't feel like he's talking bad about it. It feels good, warm. Like he's praising it.

Worshipping it.

His other hand feels her skin all over her side, up her back till he reaches her shoulder. "Bha fios agam gu robh thu a 'falach rudeigin fo na turtlenecks sin, brèagha. Bha an corp seo an-còmhnaidh a’ falach rudeigin. Air do ghualainn," His fingers trail on the lines of the angel-like wings, "Air do ghualainn," They snake upwards and around, the pads feeling the bumps of scars and the outline of ink. "Suas do mhuineal."

Sweetheart whimpers, shivering under his touch. Her shoulders cave in, and she bends more forward. She feels his lips trail up her heated skin, wet with love and praise from the scotsman. She knew he loved her tattoos that she showed him, but she never thought he would do something like this.

Did he really like them that much? Did he really like her that much?

Soaps breath shudders on the halo, feeling her goosebumps form and hairs sticking up, hands raking up and down the spiked angel wings.

"Tha mi a’ guidhe nach do dh’fhalaich thu uam, a ghràidh. Tha gaol agam oirbh uile, agus chan atharraich sin gu bràth."

"I'm- I'm sorry...?" Why is she apologizing? She felt like she needed to apologize for something she did but didn't understand what he said. She was going to speak again, but the gentle lull of his shushing in her ear stopped her.

"Òr 's a tha mise air do chràdh agus an dubh a tha air do chorp naomh. Tha am peant dubh maireannach a th’ agad a’ toirt ort coimhead ethereal. Fuck, chan eil fhios agam carson a tha thu a’ còmhdach seo. Bidh thu a’ faighinn cho togarrach rium a h-uile uair a thig thu faisg orm, agus a bhith faicinn an ealain a th’ agad air do bhodhaig na urram ann fhèin. Tha do bhòidhchead tarraingeach, aingil. Chan eil fios agad dè an ìre de chumhachd a tha agad thairis air na fir a tha a 'coiseachd air an talamh seo."

If he keeps going, she's gonna pass out at this rate.

His growly, Scottish drawl always made Sweetheart heat up and melt. But this - this carnal, whispering preaching onto her skin - it's too much, overflowing her cup to the point that it spills all over the floor.

"Mar a chuirinn seachad mo làithean uile ag innse dhut mar a tha thu mar thiodhlac bho na nèamhan. Cha bhithinn leisg a dhol air mo ghlùinean agus mo dhìlseachd gu lèir a thoirt dhut a h-uile latha." He mumbles, lips talking against her skin like he's muttering scriptures to the ink.

With his blue eyes half-lidded, his hands slide down her shoulder blades and back up, his touch so gentle like feathers and silk, down to the small of her back, where the blade ends.

"Tha mi a’ guidhe nach do dh’fhalaich thu uam, a ghràidh. Tha gaol agam oirbh uile, agus chan atharraich sin gu bràth."

"Johnny..." Sweetheart calls out, mysterious want laced in her voice. She doesn't know why he acts like her tattoos are sacred. She doesn't know why she feels tears forming. Her eyes flutter back when his thumbs massage her hips.

He hums, "An ann air sgàth sin a fhuair thu seo? A chionn gu bheil thu bho na nèamhan? Tha e ciallach nam biodh tu. Archangel, a 'stiùireadh shaighdearan gu cogadh le do bhall-airm, ceannardas, agus làmh an uachdair."

Her breath hitches. Archangel?

Why did he say that?

He thinks she's an angel? One of the heavenly hosts, a dispenser of justice and bringer of hope.

Oh my God.

If he thinks that she's like an archangel, then that's the best compliment she has ever gotten.

She feels tears coming down her cheeks, the heavy feeling in her head and warmth coursing through her veins. She remembers when her old high school friend from home told her to get this piece as a tattoo since she had trouble figuring out what to get. She was so excited, kept asking her every day what it meant or what significance it had with Sweetheart, but all she kept saying was, "You'll figure it out."

Sweetheart asked sporadically when her friend was in the hospital. Her answer was always the same.

Sweetheart stopped asking completely when her friend was buried next to her family. She didn't give an answer anymore.

She covers her mouth again to stop a choked sob, tears streaming down her face.

Her friend knew.

"Fiù 's nuair a tha thu air do dhòrtadh ann am fuil an nàmhaid, tha thu fhathast a' seasamh àrd ann an neart, misneachail, nad ghlòir gu lèir. A ’coimhead thairis air a h-uile duine, a’ cuideachadh neach sam bith ann an fheum leis a ’ghàire radanta sin."

Soap knows.

"Ged nach fhaicear do sgiathan, bidh iad fhathast a 'deàrrsadh fon t-solas a tha a' gluasad bho do shàil. An dòchas agus an gaol a bheir thu do dhaoine ... bheir e orm tuiteam air do shon eadhon nas motha a h-uile uair."

And now Sweetheart knows.

He kisses her shoulders, neck, and spine- all the way down to the tip of the blade. He could kiss this skin forever, hearing her soft moans and whimpers. Soap hears her little hiccups and moves to face her. He tenderly cups her jaw and slowly lifts, seeing her big, glistening eyes look up at him. Her damp cheeks, creased eyebrows, and wobbling bottom lip melts his heart. He looks at her with such fondness and love in his eyes, Sweetheart is sure that she will pass away. He brushes her hair out of her face as if she's made out of the finest china.

"Oh, mo ghràidh, mo leannan."

He cranes his neck down, soft swollen lips meeting her forehead. Sweetheart's eyes close, clumped with tears, leaning into his kiss and clutching his hand.

"Mo aingeal dìon."

꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱

Translation:

It's so beautiful. Fuck, you'll be the death of me, baby. But you'll bring me back to life with this. I knew you were hiding something under those turtlenecks, beautiful. This body was always hiding something. On your shoulders... Up your neck. I wish you didn't hide from me, my love. I love you all, and that will never change.

You have nothing to apologize for, my darling, my heart. Words can not describe how much I ache for you and the ink that's on your holy body. The black permanent paint you have makes you look ethereal. Fuck, I don't know why you cover this. You get me so excited every time you come near me, and to see the art you have on your body is an honor in itself. Your beauty is alluring, angelic. You don't know how much power you hold over the men that walk this earth.

How I would spend all my days telling you how you're a gift from the heavens. I would not hesitate to get on my knees and give my devotion to you every day.

Hmm, is that why you got this? Because you're from the heavens? It makes sense if you were. An archangel, guiding soldiers into war with your weapon, leadership, and dominant hand.

Even when drenched in the enemy's blood, you still stand tall in strength, confident, in all your pretty glory. Watching over everyone, helping anyone in need with that radiant smile.

Even though your wings are not seen, they still shine under the light that radiates from your halo. The hope and love you give people... it makes me fall for you even more every time.

My dear, my sweetheart.

My guardian angel.

Bonus.!

Bruh, I totally blocked out the others HAHA

They haven't seen it yet, but Soap boasts about it 24/7. He described it the best he can without giving anything away. But he talks consistently that he saw it and he touched it and-- other stuff.

He doesn't tell his team that he practically went to church on her back tattoo, but he sees how jealous they got so that's good enough for him. Thank God Krueger doesn't know.

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willowser · 11 months

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i want to write this fic that's like — cowboy bakugou, late 1800's style LOL

with him as a leeeeetle bit older, spent his life in cattle drives, wanted to be a marshal at some point, but his health and injuries from his younger days made it hard 🥺 he doesn't settle down, doesn't have any kids though he's in his mid-30's, and — one day he gets a letter that toshinori dies.

it's really supposed to be deku's responsibility, but only god knows where he is. probably got the news and can't accept it, too chicken-shit to face it. yeah, it tears katsuki up inside, too, but someone has to stick around in musutafu and help figure out his estate, the ranch.

help figure out you.

toshinori married in his late age, an ad he put out on the paper. bought you, as katsuki has always said, though the older man would always just smile wryly at the comment, look around at his extensive acreage, his horses and cattle, and he'd say,

"i only want someone to share this with, young man, do you understand?"

and he didn't. he really, really didn't. especially because you were younger than even bakugou, fresh-faced, hardly knew how to cook anything decent or how to ride a horse. waste of money, in katsuki's eyes.

but when he arranges his feelings right, he meets you on the ranch and — you're scared, because you're now a widowed woman and everyone and their mama wants a piece. you have the money, now, to upkeep the place but you've never done it by yourself. have learned more in the few years you've been married but it's a big place, a big responsibility.

and when katsuki hears that the bank wants to take it all from you, he's all, "over my dead fuckin' body."

it's really all deku's responsibility, since he and toshinori were closer, but you need someone now. and if bakugou has to stay in the house with you and help with the ranch, make sure no one comes to bother you—

then he'll do it. because that's what the old man would've wanted.

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weirdoswriting · 2 months

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hi! what would it be like to babysit Luke, with a teen Mc? like playing uno with him or getting him cotton candy... he reminds me too much of me as a toddler (⁠╯⁠_⁠╰⁠) i wanna brush his hair and put ribbons in it JDJDKDKF have a good day ❤️

TEEN!MC babysitting Luke

I personally think Teen!MC would give him so much freedom when they’re babysitting

Contains: Gn!MC, Female!MC, Male!MC, Emo!MC, no proof read, this is my first written post here on tumblr so mb if it’s bad

Bedtime? What’s that? /j, but I think they’d accidentally stay up playing uno or something if they didn’t plan on going out

Now, if Simeon gave them money to spend on “essentials”, you would need to define it bc Teen!MC is definitely going to buy Luke sweets and toys with the money to make him happy

Teen!MC probably would treat him like a younger brother, teasing him and play around, they’re both kids in a way, so ofc they’ll be childish in some aspects

I love thinking of Teen!MC making him play dress up just for the lols or tell him scary stories to make him do things, yk, like siblings do

Imagine the sugar rush…

Female!Teen!MC would teach him how to style hair and let him style her hair

He’d enjoy having his hair gently being cared for and decorated, tho might not admit it

Male!Teen!MC and him would be playing video games all day probably

Teen!MC and him would be baking and it will be most messy kitchen you would’ve seen

While writing these I thought about Emo!Teen!MC, Scene!Teen!MC and the likes, and how’d that be like

Since Luke is around 10 in mortal ages, he probably doesn’t have much of a good filter if he sees someone dressed like they’re the embodiment of Hot Topic (no offense to emos/scenes btw)

He’d be either very confused on why Emo/Scene!Teen!MC would wear all that or think you’re siding with the demons wearing skull shirts and all

Emo!Teen!MC would try not to laugh because they think it’s funny how a child, and an angel to add to the fact, reacted to what they were wearing

I hope you like it Anon! Sorry if it wasn’t what you wanted

Back to Masterlist

#obey me #obey me luke #obey me mc #obey me teen mc #obey me swd #obey me nb #gender nuetral reader #female reader #male reader #WAAHHH MY FIRST REQUEST /POS #Weirdos writes stuff

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ghost-proofbaby · 9 months

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you've posted (or maybe it wash just in tags) about the knight eddie story youve worked on before and i have not been able to get the idea out of my head

oh, nonnie. oh. (i definitely have. in tags and posts for a few months now haha)

but you know when fics get so big behind the scenes and suddenly you're scared to post it? like, you've got several full chapters written, an entire world and magic system built, and an entirely fleshed out OC, but like... the thought of sharing it with the world is just? scary? yeah. that's where i am.

knight!eddie also doesn't leave my head. i just don't want to post this monster of a fic that honestly reads more like a fantasy novel because i don't know if y'all would like it haha. it's very intense and genuinely doesn't read like just a fic. it reads like a book. it is a book at this point. if y'all really are interested, i could always post snippets and such. it's not a matter of characterization and stuff, but... i just put a lot of work into it and it's my baby lol

#it's a monster #i had to make it an oc for the sake of the fact that some of the magic system i created refers to hair and eye color #also the name i chose is really fun #i think about it every day #and write it a lot on the side just for fun when i hit blocks on my wips i do intend to publish!#i've even had ideas for making it as a fucking TRILOGY #YOU DON'T PLAN TRILOGIES FOR FICS #YOU DON'T CREATE WHOLE NEW WORLDS THAT ONLY NOD LOVINGLY BACK AT THE ORIGINAL CONTENT FOR FICS #i really fucking snatched eddie munson and steve harrington out of the duffers' hands and said “these are mine now”#knight!eddie prince!steve and witch!oc my beloveds #anyways #thank u ily #there's also another knight!eddie fic out there that has a similar theme included in this and i don't want to step on toes #even when i know my story is VERY different #i won't even read it in fear of it influencing this fic waahhh #which makes me sad because... knight!eddie #if you read these tags i love you extra

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good-beanswrites · 9 months

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Hello!! I really love your writing! I like the way you write interactions between characters and how well you maintain their personalities! Sometimes, after I read these, I need to take a few moments to realize that they are not actually canon. (For me, they still are <3).

If it's not a bother, I would like to request Compliment + Yuno and any other character that you think will fit well!

Because of Yuno's past work, I always thought that the compliments her clients would give didn't truly mean much to her. At first, maybe these words gave her some warmth, but with time, she realized that these words were nothing more than superficial. And I think it would be nice to see Yuno actually being happy with the sincerity of a compliment addressed to her!

Thank you!!

Hi hello?? This is like the greatest compliment a writer could dream of thank you??? I have been very normal about this ;__;✨ And thank you for the request, I absolutely love that concept -- it's perfect for Yuno! I think between being so used to shallow/physical compliments combined with the fact that she has a lot of self-love already, a new type of compliment could really affect her. I debated on a few characters, but ended up setting this late T1 with Kotoko

Yuno was always complimented on her smile. It was beautiful, she was told. It was pure. Sweet. Innocent. Her lipstick looked nice. Her lips in general looked nice. She was just so… nice. Yuno was glad to have such a bright smile; it hid how much she was wanted to pick up the cards from her solitaire game and throw them as hard as she could at Shidou's face.

“Don’t worry, when you get to be my age, you’ll understand,” he was saying. “But I do love your optimism…”

She stretched that smile as far as it would reach. Shidou kept talking as he stood to leave, and she answered as politely and simply as possible. Once out of sight, she allowed herself a single, dramatic eyeroll. Everyone older than her thought they knew more than her. Men always thought they knew more than her.

But she wasn’t about to let it ruin the rest of her day. She turned her attention back to the cards, already working to forget the whole conversation. She’d nearly lost herself in new thoughts when a voice startled her at the end of the table.

“You’re strong, Yuno.”

She looked up to find Kotoko staring. She smirked at the comment -- she knew she had nothing on someone like her. The woman exuded strength, and had made more than one comment about the other prisoners’ physical fitness. Yuno flexed her right arm. “I didn’t do very well in the tournament, but thanks, I guess!”

Confusion flashed over her face. “No, not the arm wrestling thing we did the other day.”

“Oh, when we all jumped rope after dinner last week?”

“No, no. I mean… as a person.” Kotoko scooted closer. She always had a calculating look on her face, studying everyone around her. Yuno had expected to feel uncomfortable under such a gaze, (many of the other prisoners had voiced the sentiment,) but there was something almost pleasant about the way Kotoko stared. Yuno couldn’t put her finger on it.

She waved her hand dismissively. She knew the best way to accept praise was to play it down, just a bit. “Eh, sometimes it's gotta be like that, you know? I just do what I can to make it through the day, I wouldn't call that strong or anything…”

“Well I would.” Her gaze was level. “I think the way you handle everyone, never compromising on your own values, is very impressive. I’ve seen the way the others talk to you here. I can only imagine, with the line of work you’re in, what utter scumbags you’ve had to deal with on a daily basis. And yet,” she tipped her head, and Yuno suddenly understood. Kotoko looked at people as if she actually saw them. “You’ve never once raised your voice. Or scowled. Or even cried. Being sent to a place like this, after what you’ve done, it’d be enough to infuriate anyone.”

She surveyed the room, adding, “I'm still figuring this place out, but I can tell it's designed to break us. Which is why we need to stay strong. I just wanted to tell you, from one woman to another -- I'm glad to have someone like you fighting with me.”

Yuno’s smile had faded to surprise. At that moment, she did something that she hadn’t in an awfully long time.

She blushed at the compliment.

Maybe it was the way Kotoko said it. She wasn't the type of person to say anything she didn't mean. Maybe it was the fact that it was something new, not another comment about her lips or her laugh or her body. Or maybe it was because Yuno was tempted to believe it.

She’d heard so many voices lately, whispering how weak and helpless she must be to end up in this whole mess. The other prisoners, too, treated her according to her small build and unbroken nails. She suddenly realized how close she’d come to falling into the same mindset.

Getting a hold of herself, she made her voice light. “Well, I'd say the same to you, but I think you already know that, heh. But… thanks for saying all that.”

“Of course.” Kotoko’s smile was neither sweet nor innocent, but it was certainly honest. “I mean it.”

Yuno nodded. “I know.”

#milgram #yuno kashiki #kotoko yuzuhira #waahhh thank you again! im always so amazed by your theories and write-ups -- it means a lot you enjoyed these :'D #i do love that for yuno mmm #she deserves a meaningful compliment from someone who understands 👏#kotoko is pretty close to her age and (might) have experience with mistreated young women #so i think shed have a soft spot for her!#also this is referencing yamanakas tweet about them arm wrestling and yuno was the strongest woman (besides kotoko) ill reblog that lol #once deep cover comes out i want to write some more t2 kotoko - i just have no idea where her heads at rn 🤔#i really wanted to write fuuta but ive already written a whole fic about their dynamic and i should really try something new LMAO #drabbles

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incorrectskyrimquotes · 10 months

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I cannot write I have the gay

#every time i try to write ralof im just like teehee........ husband nice :)#its also just skfhshd to write his and eryns early friendship and interactions #they dont know they're going to fall in love. they dont know theyre going to win wars together.#waahhh

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marivenah · 3 months

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me: ok i'm finally ready. i'm gonna start writing this fic now

my brain: ok but what about this cool AU idea??

me:

#mari says things #i'm not one to throw aus around like crazy #they're usually just silly ideas i don't even explore much #but this one... i have the urge to write that one out too #waahhh

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suashii · 3 months

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shut up we live in the same building as xavier? the neighbors to lovers potential. . . i’m frothing at the mouth

#💭 manon’s mind #did not see myself writing for them #but this information has given me food for thought. . .#i love xavier btw guys #he’s my cute tall bc who can fall asleep anywhere #precious baby boy WAAHHH I LUB HIM

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brandycranby · 6 months

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you write good!! you write great!!! 🫶🏻 everything you create is genuinely fun to read 🥰❤️‍🔥

please come to the front of the room and hold out your hands for a 'you're doing great' award 😌🫴🏻🏆

this award belongs to you and everybody who has continued to read and reblog and interact with silly old me 🥹🫶🏻✨️💕 i hope i'll be here as long as i can to write more for you 😭😭

#LOVE YOU LOVE YOU LOVE YOU #waahhh im sorry sometimes i forget why and who i write for and the loneliness here scares me and makes me so sad #and i dont want to write anymore because why?? but i reread my stuff and it's!!! i want to write!!!!#aaaaa confusing feelings sorry #ily bestie 😭💕 ty for putting up with me everyone #brandy answers #ttyls <3 #my asks

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bromantically · 2 years

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the willingness to defend cp and to do so using explicitly racist rhetoric for something as stupid as a fanfic website is fucking bonkers! no one is going to be censored just bc illegal shit isnt allowed on ur precious website u fucking weirdos! what the hell is wrong with u people

#kitty purrs #ok to rb but if/when dumbasses start interacting im turning rbs off #cp mention #incest mention #(<- in tags)#'oh boohoo if this is banned i will be censored waahhh'#well have u maybe considered that u should not be writing cp for entertainment purposes bestie? huh?#not to mention the racism on the website itself #this isnt even about censorship to u weirdos u just cant admit that u want to write cp and incest without consequences

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gaslightgatekeepgiskard · 2 years

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I really need to read more sappy/sentimental c/fe fic like right now like immediately

#I've already read the entire ao3 archive except the foundation crossovers #but i am still yearning #waahhh #i wish i could be the change i wish to see in the world #unfortunately i cannot spend every waking hour writing c/fe fic it's a tragedy

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willowser · 2 years

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STOPPPP THAT BAKUGO POST MADE ME CRY AND WOW THAT WAS NICELY WRIITENEJJDDF

audbsiwbakq bro 🥺 i made MYSELF cry 🥺 i just pictured him standing in a tiny kitchen with the first love of his little life 🥺 and they're just two normal lovebirds, figuring out who will take the car today, bc they can only afford one, or the show they both start watching together, even if bkg swears he hates it 🥺 AND THEN HE HAS TO LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND TO CHASE HIS DREAMS, THIS LIFE THAT WAS CHOSEN FOR HIM WHEN HIS QUIRK FIRST APPEARED 🥺😭

#head in hands #bye #bc the thing with bkg and love is all about security !!!!#him knowing this person cares about him too !! him-him and not who his quirk makes him !!!#and feeling safe enough to put his heart in their hands !!#allowing himself to be vulnerable without fear of rejection !!!#AND THEN HE HAS TO LET IT GO WAAHHH #and it's almost worse that it's not due to any terrible awful ugly reason #it's just...life #in two different directions #and you both have to live with that #i'm done goodbye #BUT THANK YOU FOR COMPLIMENTING MY WRITING #✿ ask willow

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13y3-arc · 2 years

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[ INCOHERENT ]: while sick/feverish/intoxicated/otherwise incoherent, the sender tells the receiver that they love them, leaving the receiver to figure out if they meant it or not.

aemond had had enough of a time getting the poor girl into the bed to rest , calloused hands from battle lowering lyanna as gently as he could. the storm outside raging against the window — a nice contrast to the soft candle light illuminating the darkened room. easing the covers over her ill ridden body , the prince hummed softly as he began to tuck her in. despite only being the second born son , it seemed that aemond was always taking care of others needs and duties. protecting helaena from meleys , taking aegon down for his mother , comforting alicent after his own eye had been taken and calming her down . . he never got a chance to take care of himself. even now , looking down at the stark girl.

violet eye watching her for just a moment more , making sure she’d be okay when he left to go get the maester. about to stand , the boy paused when he heard his companion speak up. if it hadn’t been so quiet aemond thought he wouldn’t have heard it. “ i love you. “ so plainly in his ears , did he hear her right? she loved him? he would have to question her in the morrow , but for now . . the young prince had to fetch the lady something for this sickness.

a silent nod to the dark haired girl nuzzled into the bed as he shut the door behind him , aemond’s head filled with too many thoughts to even think about where he was going. having almost missed the maester’s doors , it was settled. he was going to bring it up in the morning , ask lyanna if she had meant it and what she had meant by it. did she truly love him? or was it just a trick of the sickness , a familial love that he was misunderstanding. aemond never truly understood women , but he tried.

#northsrose #writing.#wAAHHH

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lavend-ler · 8 days

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9, 21

9. Write a recommendation of someone else's fic you enjoyed!

lately I've read Precision Work by autobotscoutriella and I completely loved it! I've been liking Chromlita more and more and this fic just cemented those feelings. I love how the author made such strong characterizations for both Elita and Chromia within the dialogue and the actions. one of my fave things abt Chromlita is just how well they'd know each other and how deep their relationship goes. the banter was a delight and it was so so well written, I highly recommend it 💖

for more fic recs from me, go to my ao3 and look at my bookmarks, I add my fave fics there <3

21. Go onto your AO3. Which ship have you written for the most? The least? Does this correspond to who you consider your "favourite?"

here are my most written ships, excluding one OC tag:

and here are my most written ships, only romantic ones:

which I think is basicaLLY on par with my faves. ofc I only kinda sorta started writing TF so only SoundRod is here and they deserve WAY more fics from me. but for example I should def write more Jathena and I've never written Liliona despite them being one of my fave ships. half of these ships are wlw tho so a complete W for me

#ask #chromlita #they deserve more content #also I wanna write more TF content but I can't rn waahhh #also depite having half of the ships on the list be wlw let's be real I need more wlw fics

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leonsthunderthighs · 9 months

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Chapstick

WAAHHH I MISSED WRITING SO MUCH AND I MISSED YOU GUYS. Literally don't know what happened- I guess I got hit by a HARD writers block </3 I'm hoping I'll continue to write more often. (Also this story has been sitting in my drafts so I cleaned it but if you see any mistakes, no you don't)

☆RE4 Remake Leon Era!

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Leon relaxed on the couch with an arm behind his head and a book in his spare hand. His calm blue eyes shifted along the lines taking in every word on the pages as his blonde brows slightly furrowed in concentration. Strands of his hair were highlighted from the soft yellow and orange hues from the open windows. The warm sunlight kept the house perfectly lit as it highlighted the pages. It captivated him, seeing the ink within the paper form into intricate images as if it was all right there in front of him. The words guiding his thoughts, from day to night and characters exchanging words within simple quotation marks.

His focus was broken once he heard a familiar voice speak up to him.

"Wanna try somethin'?

You asked with a mischievous smile pursed on your lips. Leon's gaze shifted on you clearly hiding something from him behind your back.

"Hm, depends on what you have in mind." He said with a smile slowly matching yours, he places down his book with the pages against the table, saving the story for later. He shifted his legs allowing you to sit in front of him, but tempted to have you sit on his lap letting you as close to him as possible. Leon watched you sit in front of him in curiosity, wondering what you're planning in that head of yours.

"Alright, I put on different chapsticks and you have to guess the flavor for each one." You explained, keeping each flavor hidden behind you.

"Do I get hints?" He asked raising a brow, his delicate gaze watched you attentively.

"Hmm, I'll think about it. Now close your eyes, and don't even think about peeking." He chuckled quietly as he obeyed you and closed his eyes, keeping his smug smile on his face. You leaned closer to his face, but took your time purely admiring his serene state. His features were perfectly structured, the height of his cheekbones, the dark circles under his eyes making the blues more iridescent, the small freckles on his cheeks and his pretty lips that always has something smart to say.

The both of you sat at such an intimate proximity, his hands comfortably rested on your knees as your smile grew more eager.

Your lips drew closer together letting the space between you grew smaller, enough for him to catch the familiar scented chapstick lingering around your lips.

"Thats my cherry chapstick."

You sucked your teeth and wiped your lips with the collar of your shirt.

"That was the easy one, how about this one?" You followed the same process with a different chapstick as Leon kept his eyes closed. His thumbs mindlessly rubbed circular patters against your skin as the feeling made you smile. Every fiber of his being wanted to kiss you, but he didn't want to use his hint already and besides, this little game you had was quickly growing on him.

"Watermelon?"

He cocked his head to the side slightly as his brows furrowed a bit. The flavor felt awfully familiar, recognizing the sweet smell.

"Mhm but you'll never guess this one." Your lips met the collar of your shirt again as you evenly applied a new balm across your smile.

The sweet scent enticed him, his lips barely brushing against yours but your hands resting on his shoulders held him back, making him groan.

"It would count as your hint baby," you spoke in a voice barely above a whisper. He could practically feel your smug grin against his eager ones.

"I need a hint."

Leon's voice was small as his lips parted, waiting with bated breaths. Your hands rose to the back of his head running your fingers through his sandy blonde strands of hair. His hair wasn't coarse or rough, instead it was soft and cared for. You loved playing with his hair and everytime you did, Leon would simply melt in your touch and hum in content as you would brush your fingers through his hair.

Ardently Leon pressed his lips against yours and took everything in. This one had a much different smell and taste than the others, it was less sharp than cherry but held a different sweetness than watermelon, yet it felt vaguely familiar.

Your lips separated leaving Leon deep in thought.

"Did you get it?" Your words gave his skin goosebumps, making his eyes flutter open. He focused his senses on the flavor lingering on his lips and the scent of the balm around his nose as if he was reading ink on paper, forming some sort of idea of what it could be in his head.

"I don't know, I've never tasted that one before..." Leon's gaze focused on your peachy lips as you spoke. His voice was at a volume only you could hear, as they were only for you.

"It's strawberry sweetheart"

"I think it might be my favorite one"

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#leon kennedy #resident evil #leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #re4make #x reader #re4 leon #i want to kiss him so bad #:( sigh

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