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k4katsujin · 10 months

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OMG! I love that you included the age regression part in the Hobie and neurodivergent reader thing! It's really cool to see people write for it especially with Hobie! It would be really cool if you could write more for it! No pressure tho! (Your writing is really really cool! /srs)

OMG TYSM ILY I- <3 <3 <3 /p

ofc!! if you want i can try writing it for all characters ? but im scared it'd be repetitive 🥲

BUT OMG I'M SO HAPPY PPL LIKE MY WRITING AAAAAA /pos

so here have a lil fic :3 tysm once again ily this made my day /g /p

sharing a non verbal moment in little space with hobie !

author's note: omg anon you made me so happy you fr got me giggling and kicking my feet in the air /pos

author's note 2: age regression is a coping mechanism often used by trauma/abuse victims in which one puts themself at the age they were when the trauma occurred - find more about it here!

synopsis/content: just a whole bunch of fluff for my new favorite anon <33 reader is a non verbal age regressor and gender neutral 🦅 this won't be proofread 🕺🏻also hobie is the reader's boyfriend <3 aaaand small mention of trauma

you heard some gentle knocking on the door of your room.

"doll? can i come in?" hobie asked, waiting for your response.

seeing you didn't say anything, he gently invited himself in.

as he noticed you playing with your stuffed animals on the floor, he instantly knew you were age regressing.

though you never talked to him about your trauma, he knew what were the signs of you being in your little space, so he tried his best to support you as he knew it was a trauma induced coping mechanism.

"i'm sorry i arrived late at the tea party" he says, joining you on the floor.

you chuckle at the sight of your boyfriend - the punk, careless boy - taking parts in such activities.

you took a small piece of paper and a colorful, shiny pencil next to you and started to write something.

"me.. can't talk.. me is nonverbal.." read hobie. "no problem!" he says with a frank smile. "you don't have to talk if you don't want to, there's really no pressure. do you want to watch some cartoons while i prepare you your favorite food? we can cuddle and fill in some coulouring books if you'd like to?"

you nod and flap your hands in excitement.

a few moments later, your boyfriend got in the living room with two plates of dino nuggets and a glass of vanilla milk and sat next to you.

while the two of you were eating, you excitedly pointed to the tv.

"bluey? is this who you are trying to show me?" he asked.

you nod as excitedly as you pointed out your favorite character again.

"you're right, star." hobie nods. "bluey is also my favorite character. you know why? because she reminds me a lot of you - being so cute and when she's all excited."

you and your boyfriend kept on watching bluey and filling out coloring books for so much time you started to get tired.

"say, isn't my little star getting tired?" he asked as he noticed you started yawning.

you tried to shake your head as a way to say no, but soon after that you started falling asleep on your colorings.

"come on, little one, i think it's time we go to sleep" hobie said softly. "don't worry, tomorrow we will have plenty of time to finish those coloring pages."

you headed to the bathroom, holding hands while he helped you brush your teeth and fix your hair.

he then helped you getting in bed, making sure that you didn't leave out any plushies on the floor (that made you sad) and joined you for some pre-sleep cuddles.

"have a good night star" he says as he softly kisses your cheek. "i love you."

THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE ILY FOR THAT ANON <333 I HOPE YOU'LL ENJOY <333

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sugar-omi · 8 months

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Okay so we've had leaving Cove for Baxter but what about an uno reverse card here? A post step 4 scenario where MC leaves Baxter and figures out they've always loved Cove?

P.S. Love, love, live your writing!!!

im so glad you sent this!! tysm for the praise<333 i feel like this could relate to this: question abt the reverse also i didn't think abt it then, n maybe i said this but to finish that thought. (eta now that ive linked it, BABE U LITERALLY RAMBLED STFU<///3) but baxter accepts your feelings bc he's desperate for love and he's pined after you for years. ALTHOUGH if i were to write it canonically, he would be so offended that you'd even bother and encourage you to leave cove before you hurt him. cove would do the same, if you confess to him he would Instantly lose all respect n interest in you and would all but spit at you if you did BAXTER WOULD ACTUALLY CALL YOU DISGUSTING AS WELL... i like to imagine cove would bc yk, i like the parallel, but he wouldn't and he'd prbly go "is that what you think of me?" bc he'd feel like a piece of meat in that situation

tags : Angst (w happy ending for you), Hurt/Comfort, breaking up w baxter, unrequited to requited love, falling out of love w baxter

synopsis : you break up with baxter because you realize you don't love him anymore. then you realize someone else is piquing your interest...

baxter is surprised, but he also expected this...

lately you'd been pulling away, and you've been lost in thought. and he's walked in on you crying a few times and you didn't want to explain to him why.

he feels his blood go cold, and he feels pressure wash over him.. he tries not to cry or choke up when he speaks.

he has to act like a gentleman. he needs to be understanding. he needs to be the strong one because you're sitting on the floor and crying, apologizing and hiding your face in your hands.

your sobs and shaky form hurts him more. he knows it's not your fault. it's his, in all honesty.

he left you so cruelly 5 years ago, and even though you've been together for a year and shared many happy moments with hushed giggles and loving kisses, you couldn't find the same love for him as when you were young.

baxter tries not beat himself up, pushing down his darker minds degrading chorus...

he puts a hand on your head, smoothing his palm over his pants. his palm hurts from digging his nails into it.

tonight is going to be rough. tomorrow will be harder.

"it's okay y/n. we had a good time together right?" baxter smiles. although the thickness of his voice makes you tuck in on yourself more.

he continues soothing you, ignoring the tears in his eyes. "i understand... we're so different now, it's not surprising it didn't work."

baxter's humorless and watery laugh makes you cry more, and you know he's crying now too. "we should stop looking back on the past now." baxter pets your head, trying to milk the last bit of affection from your dying relationship.

he feels like his world is opening up.

you turn your face away and wipe roughly at your tears. you know you look like a mess, but you feel so overwhelmed, and you have enough shame to not want to face baxter.

you finally look up at him, baxter lifting his gaze from his knees to look at you, glazed amber staring back at you. your heart clenches.

even though you don't love him the same way anymore, this kills you all the same.

"i'll... get my stuff tomorrow." you whisper.

cove was torn when you got with baxter.

he's always loved you, and when you still pined for baxter even after that summer, he got accustomed to putting his feelings aside to let your relationship grow.

but now you were sitting on his couch, looking distant at his fish tank.

your eyes were blurred with tears, and it took everything to curl yourself into the corner of the couch.

"y/n?..."

...

cove goes to call out again- "yeah?" you mutter, your words tiny and soft. weak. forced.

"what can i do for you?" cove wanted to gather up all your pain and take it away. so that the only thing left was for you to be happy.

...

you lick your lips, fixing your feet that were sliding off the cushion.

"i don't know. nothing for now." you turn and try to smile. "this is okay for now, i'm sorry for bugging you i..."

you swallow. "i don't wanna be alone right now."

cove comes closer, wrapping his arms around you, hiding your face in his neck. "i don't mind, i'll always be here for you."

it's silent for a long moment, the only sound being the TV cove didn't turn off at your insistence.

less sound meant your thoughts were louder.

you focused on the trickling water of the tank and it suddenly made you aware of how dry you were after crying.

you wrestle your arm free from the blankets and cove's hold, and you feel him watching your every move.

after drinking half the glass, you lean into cove's chest and take in the sound of his heartbeat.

cove is the only thing that keeps your head from spinning and the world from crashing.

you huff. this is frustrating. you're frustrated with everything, mostly with yourself.

"do you... wanna talk now?" cove inquires gently, rambling about how you don't have to but it might help.

you don't say anything for a bit, tracing the waves and lines of cove's tattoo.

"..even though i pined for him for so long..." you start, slowly letting the words come to you. "i thought this was it, i thought i was over him leaving me. but..."

you start to cry, so you sit up to turn around, hiding your face in your hands.

"i spent so long being sad that.."

"i spent so long being angry that.."

"i spent so long being angry then sad and missing him that.."

you swallow, muttering. "that i didn't even realize when i stopped loving him..."

it's quiet. and you don't look up to see if cove heard, but you assume he did since he asks a interesting question...

"then.. why are you so sad? i mean i get it, but..." cove groans, trying to word his thought carefully and correctly.

"i'm sorry.. it just seems like you're upset about something else, too..."

you exhale shakily, despising the tears still pouring from your eyes.

you take in what cove asked, debating what to say before you speak. "i thought this was what i wanted, but now i..." you start crying, overwhelmed.

cove just pulls you back into him, deciding that was enough talking for tonight, and now it was just about cheering you up.

it's been a few months, things are... different. some days are difficult. but most of them are better, just a bit mellow.

it took a bit, but your new apartment finally feels like home, and you can sit in the silence and solitude of it without feeling like your chest is caving in.

at least for today.

you and cove laugh, falling onto your new mattress after finally getting it through the door.

after the giggles die down, you flip over and look at cove. "thanks for helping."

cove turns his head to smile at you, "nah. derek did most the work."

"well, he's not here to receive my 100th thanks, so just take it."

cove laughs heartily.

lately, cove has started to look more handsome. ethereal, in fact. and you can't look away..

"y/n?.."

you hum, looking back at the ceiling. fuck you got caught.

"you're doing it again y'know?"

you whip around to look at cove, who has a smug grin on his face. "what? that's the second time you've said that! what does it even mean?!" you exclaim, slapping cove's chest with the back of your hand.

he laughs joyously, "like you're thinking philosophical thoughts!"

you roll your eyes, "ooo big words there, ocean boy. wouldn't you like to know about my philosopher thoughts." you mock, teasing cove with a grin you don't bother to fight coming across your lips.

"yep." cove pops the 'p', simply agreeing that he wants to know what's on your mind.

you watch each other in silence, and your eyes fall on his lips and he parts them to speak but you beat him to it, muttering lowly and if it wasn't for the emptiness and tranquility around you, he wouldn't have heard it.

"i'm thinking about how pretty you are..."

cove stills, you can hear his breath hitch and he stops breathing for a moment.

you continue, letting the water flow now that you've opened the gates.

"i know you've always had a crush on me, and please don't think i'm playing with you.." you swallow, keeping eye contact so as to will yourself to go on, although the depths of cove's glassy eyes make you flatter a bit.

you curl your fingers into your palms, keeping yourself from petting his cheek.

"at some point i started to.. realize just how much you are there for me. and i.." you lick your lips, "i love you."

cove starts to cry, and to that he sits up to hide his face.

you sit up as well, reaching out to cove's back. you don't know if you should touch him or not...

he cries for a bit. eventually, you do reach out, curling your fingers in the fabric of his shirt. you can't bring yourself to come closer, not sure how to comfort cove or if you even should, but you want him to know you're still here and waiting.

waiting for what? you're not sure.

waiting for him to seek your comfort? waiting for him to reject you? either way, you're waiting, and he turns around when he finally stops the waterworks.

"y-you mean it?" cove chokes, and you nod.

"yeah." you whisper, like any louder approval and it'll come off as half-hearted.

he pauses for a moment, looking at you. searching your gaze and trying to pick your brain apart.

"did you... break up with baxter because you...?" he can't say it, like he's not allowed to. like if he says it, it might shatter.

"love you?" you finish, "no. breaking up with baxter had nothing to do with you or my feelings for you."

"good, good..." cove repeats, sagging a bit in relief. "can i ask you one last question?"

"anything, cove." you assure, antsy to what will come out of his mouth. maybe this is all leading to rejection, but at least he'll know you loved him.

"you aren't saying that because i helped you through your breakup, right?" cove approaches softly. he doesn't mean to offend you, and you take none.

"no!" you lean forward, snatching up cove's hands. "i didn't say it right earlier.. what i meant was, i stopped seeing you as just a friend." you fret a bit, softening as you think about how you see cove now.

"i was hung up on what i couldn't have with baxter, and i know it sounds bad, but once i realized i was living in my head too much and didn't even know what i was feeling until after the fact.."

you intertwine your hands with cove's, looking up at him. "i realized life was so much better than in my head, and there was, is, someone greater than i could ever imagine."

you don't realize it until cove reaches up to wipe some tears from your cheeks. you laugh, "you're crying too, dummy."

cove laughs, holding your hand against his cheek.

"i've been waiting so long to hear you say that." cove cringes, "well... maybe too long. you're so hard to get over, i could never do it..."

cove looks at you with affectionate eyes.

"does this mean..?" you question, a bit egear but holding your horses.

cove laughs and nods. "yeah. i love you too, y/n."

you beam, taking his face in your hands and resting your foreheads together. "we'll take it slow, if it helps."

cove flushes, feeling a bit bold and is flustered by the fact. "not too slow, i've been waiting almost 17 years for this."

cove is the one to close the gap, swallowing your words before you can tease him, laugh, or agree.

you let him, letting cove pull you down to earth again and into him, as he always does.

#our life: beginnings & always #olba #cove holden #cove holden x reader #baxter ward #cove x mc #cove x reader #cove our life #baxter ward x reader #baxter x reader #our life baxter #baxter ward x reader angst #baxter ward angst #angst #light angst #angst with a happy ending

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chaotic-on-main · 10 months

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sky my lovely!!! first off congratulations you absolute sweetie pie!! so deserved and I cant wait to watch you grow more <3

second!! im sliding a $5 across the ice cream truck counter very suavely to order a pralines and cream with hot fudge (my absolute favorite!!) I'm thinking awkward unspoken feelings friends to lovers type thing?? like how long can we ignore that we woke up in each others arms??? AGH okay I love you mwah mwah thank you

Order up!! One pralines and cream with hot fudge for Mars!

Sky's Summer and 250 Follower Event

☾ Pairings ➼ Megumi Fushiguro x gn!Reader

☾ Content/Warnings ➼ fluff, expletives, one bed, friends to lovers (almost), modern au

☾ Author's Note ➼ Hi Mars!! Thank you so much for sending in a request! I may be a Levi girly, but I gotta admit I had a lot of fun writing this. I definitely did not start this at 2am and decided to stay up til 5am to finish it. I'm queueing this up though, worry not. Also I realized last minute you might have wanted more of the aftermath of waking up in each other's arms so if you would like a second part to this, please let me know?? I wouldn't mind, as I have something in mind that could work. But if I had continued, it would have easily been over 5k words and I need to work on other requests LMAO.

☾ Word Count ➼ ~2.2k

It would figure with your shitty track record, everything and their mother would do anything in their power to stop you from reaching your destination – your hometown. Due to traffic, multiple car wrecks, and now what felt like the heaviest thunderstorm known to man – you find yourself sitting behind the wheel 9 hours into what should have been a 7 hour drive. And according to the GPS display on the dash, you’re still a couple hours away from where you’re supposed to be.

Your knuckles turn white as you grip the steering wheel in distress. The rain comes down in sheets, making the wipers work overtime just to give you a few seconds glimpse at the road ahead. You sat in silence because you had turned the radio off a few miles back so you could focus. A cough to your right startles you and it takes everything within you to not swerve off the road.

“Shit! Megumi, what the fuck.” You hiss, pressing your hand to your chest in a means to calm your beating heart.

“I just coughed, calm down.” Your black haired companion mumbles, rolling his eyes at you. “You’re so dramatic.”

“Well excuse me for trying to keep us alive. If you couldn’t tell, there’s a lot of shit happening outside.” You scowl. In your high-strung concentration, you completely forgot about your best friend sitting in the passenger seat. He’s the whole reason why you’re even going back home in the first place.

One of his friends from high school is getting married back in the hometown where you all grew up. You knew of this friend by association, but that was it. You didn’t even know Megumi back then, even though you went to the same school as him. You had actually met him at the local community college before both getting opportunities in the same city post-graduation. Now that you think back on it, Megumi has been your roommate for as long as you remember.

Maybe that’s why you felt the need to help him when his car decided to take a shit, offering to drive him at the very last minute. You suppose you could have let him just borrow your car, but you were persistent to drive him yourself. You told yourself it was to make sure your car got there and back in one piece. Part of you tells yourself you’re a liar.

Megumi calls your name.

“What?” You squint your eyes, as if that would help you see what was out the blurry windshield.

“Let’s just pull off and get a motel somewhere. This storm is not letting up and it’s already so late. You need a break.”

“I promised to get you there. So I’m doing that.” You frown at the possibility of failing him.

“You’re not breaking that promise by pulling off for the night. We’ll just get up early tomorrow and head straight there.” Megumi insists.

“We’re only a cou-“

“Pull off on the next exit or I’m grabbing the steering wheel from you.” He cuts in wryly.

“Then we’d both be dead, is that what you want?” He doesn’t say anything to that. When you take a second to glance over, you’re met with a slight scowl.

“Ugh, FINE.” You get into the left lane and slow down, waiting for the next exit to come up.

Fortunately for you two, there are plenty of places to stay in the little area you pull off into. Unfortunately, every place you call has no vacancies due to this time of year except for a dinky little motel way down the road. It wasn’t your first choice, and you had even offered to drive down to the next exit to find something else. Megumi points out the next exit wasn’t for another 30 miles, so the dinky little motel it was.

“If I get murdered in my sleep, I want you to know it was all your fault.” You mutter to Megumi as you rip open the office door, dripping wet from just a few seconds of being out in the pouring rain.

“You can stay in the car then. It’ll save you money.” He mumbles back quietly.

“Pft, whatever.” You turn your focus to the clerk sitting at the front desk, currently blowing bubbles with chewing gum and scrolling through her smartphone. She doesn’t look up.

“Uh- excuse me?” You call out. She still doesn’t acknowledge you or your friend.

Megumi goes up to the counter and slaps a hand down onto the linoleum covered counter. The clerk jumps up, eyes wide in shock. It takes a moment for her to register there are two customers waiting for her.

“Can I help you?” She says, her tone drenched with boredom.

“Yeah, two rooms please.” Megumi says, holding up two fingers – his ring and pinky.

“Let me see.” The clerk says. She puts her phone down to click around the computer in front of her. She types a few things in, clicks around, then flickers her eyes above the screen to the two of you.

“We only have one room left.” Her monotonous voice was really starting to grate at you.

“Does it at least have two beds?” You ask, annoyance slipping into your voice.

You’re met with a shrug and a pop of bubble gum. You take a step forward, feeling the heat of your frustration simmering. Megumi holds his arm out across your chest and holds you back.

“We’ll take it, thanks.” With that, Megumi pays for it and is handed the keys in turn.

“Check out is 11am. Thanks for staying with us, or whatever.” The lady says, waving her hands dismissively before going back to her phone. If you weren’t so drained, you would have thrown yourself over the counter at her. Maybe it was due to being so drained that you were thinking of doing something so feral. Instead, you take a deep breath and follow Megumi out the door.

The rain still comes down in sheets as you and Megumi rush to grab the bags from the trunk and book it up to the second floor where the room you were staying in lies. Much to your ever growing irritation, the motel in question is one of those that have the open walkways, only the guardrail and overhang serving as protection. Not like it matters anyways, because the rain starts blowing at an angle and pelts you in the face as you struggle to make it to the room.

Your boiling pot of anger threatens to spill over when you stumble into the room behind Megumi to find that there weren't two beds – in fact there was only one. The smallest queen you had ever seen. In the grimiest looking motel room you have ever seen. Dropping your bag to the floor, you groan in frustration.

“That lady sucks.” You rub your face with both hands, pulling your cheeks down and staring over to Megumi. He’s grabbing some extra blankets and a pillow from the storage closet by the bathroom. “What are you doing, ‘Gumi?”

“Getting my spot on the floor ready.” He mutters without looking over to you. After tossing the bedspread onto the floor, he heads to the bathroom. You bound over to him quickly, only to have the door shut in your face.

“Like hell you will. Take the bed, I’ll get the floor.” You shout over the hardwood. He doesn’t respond. Instead of being a normal person who would just wait over the by the bed, you slam your fists into the door.

“You’ve been driving all day. You deserve the bed more than me.” You hear him say, muffled. You stare at the faded, thin carpet under your feet. It’s a dark burgundy, littered randomly with even darker spots. Perhaps it had been a bright red at one point?

“That floor looks like it hasn’t been cleaned since the 90s. Why don’t we just…” You trail off as Megumi opens the door, coming face to face with you. He wasn’t expecting you to be so close. You notice he had changed into dry pajamas, though you’re not sure how he did it so quickly. Nor did you see him bring clothes in with him. You must be really tired.

“Why don’t we just what?” A black eyebrow raises at you in curiosity.

“..Just share the bed.” You mumble under your breath. Turning on your heel, you head over to the side of the bed closest to the wall.

“Do what?” Megumi follows you, frowning slightly. He hadn’t heard you.

“Share the bed.” You say louder, not looking his way. In all the years you both had been roommates, sharing a bed was something that had never come up. It wasn’t needed, for obvious reasons.

“I mean, if that’s okay with you.” He replies back coolly. Your eyes snap up to his, and notice he’s watching you anxiously despite his tone.

“We don’t have to. It was just a suggestion.” You raise your hands up in defense, puffing your cheeks out.

“No, I think it’s the smartest choice we have.”

“You’re sure?”

“I’m sure.”

“Postive?”

“Just go change into dry clothes, dummy.” He rolls his eyes and walks past to his side of the bed. You trill your lips as you push yourself off the bed and into the bathroom after grabbing a pair of pajamas out of your small bag.

You find yourself on your side facing the wall about 10 minutes later. Megumi is tucked under the covers behind you, facing the window you suspect. It’s quiet bar for the ticking of the analog clock on the wall above the tv by the front door. Before getting into bed, he had made sure to lock every lock available to him.

‘Triple reassurance.’ He had said.

You roll onto your back and stare up at the ceiling. That thought from earlier today about why you were so insistent on driving him surfaces to the top of your mind. You turn your head to where Megumi currently lies, his back to you confirming your assumption from before. His black hair pools around his pillow. You think you’re the only person who has ever seen his hair down from his normal spiky style.

“’Gumi?” You whisper over to him. You’re met with silence, which means he must have fallen asleep. Exhausted from the drive today, sleep comes to you just as easily. Your last thought before falling into pitch black nothingness is Megumi's stupidly cute smile.

When you wake, you don’t open your eyes right away. You can already tell the sun must be up by the way your eyelids tint pink. Your eyes flutter open and you blink hard a few times to reorient yourself. An ugly navy striped wallpaper glares back at you. Where were you?

You take a second to think. That’s right, you and Megumi had stopped at a motel last night to shelter from the storm for the evening. A small gust of air blows down your neck and it takes everything in you to not jump up and out of bed. Something cinches over your waist and pulls you close and your eyes widen. Wait, Megumi.

Carefully, you slide your hand down to what was around your waist and a breath hitches in your throat. It’s an arm, and not just any arm. It belongs to Megumi – solely based off the fact he was the only one in the bed with you.

By the depth of his breaths, you can tell he’s still sleeping. Good, you think to yourself. Maybe you can move his arm off you gently and not wake him. However, when you go to wrap your fingers around his wrist, he digs his face into your hair and sighs softly. He’s pulling you in closer too, and this is where you’re drawing the line.

“U-uh Megumi.” You say. Your voice is crackly with the lack of moisture.

His breathing steadies out, and suddenly you feel him stiffen up behind you. Slowly, he pulls away and the sadness that comes with the absence of his body heat hits faster than you would have cared to admit.

“S-Sorry.” He mutters behind you, his own voice thick with sleep.

“No, it’s okay.” You squeak out. Pulling yourself out of the covers, you grab your bag and practically run to the bathroom, shutting the door behind you with a soft click.

You don’t come out for another 30 minutes, deciding to take a quick shower to calm yourself down. A few mental arguments later, you feel you can face him. This needed to be talked about. You wanted to talk about it. You take a deep breath and throw the bathroom door open. When you walk out, however, you see Megumi dressed and ready to go by the door, his bag in hand.

“There you are. Ready to head out? If we leave now, we can make it for the rehearsal lunch.” He looks up from his phone that he must have been scrolling on while waiting.

“I-yeah. Megumi, listen-“ You stop with your mouth open, ready to say what you had rehearsed in the steamed up bathroom mirror. But nothing comes out. Instead, you pinch your lips together and give him a nod. “Yeah. Let’s go."

TBH I don't know of any other JJK moots. So if you see this and wanna be tagged in my next JJK fics, please comment to let me know?? Thank you! (I will tag @romantichomicide95 tho because I know she's a Megumi girly)

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #megumi fushiguro #megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi #megumi x reader #megumi x gn!reader #megumi fushiguro x gn!reader #modern au #fluff #one bed #sky's summer event #ice cream order: pralines and cream with hot fudge

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shurisasthmaticgf · 1 year

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Back In Your Arms: Shuri x Black! Fem! Reader

warnings: spoilers, mention of death, yelling, swearing, angst, lmk if i forgot anything

a/n: it's literally semester end for me and my brain is beyond fried so im sorry if this is ass lmao

The minute you found out Shuri was planning an attack on Namor and the Talokanil, you were already readying yourself to join. Although you never verbally told her, she already knew by the way you spent extra time training in the early mornings and late nights. It was only the night before that Shuri told you that you were not included in the attack on the enemy.

You paced around her lab growing more agitated by the second, "What do you mean I'm not going tomorrow?" Shuri repeated herself firmly, "Exactly what that means. I do not understand why you are making this so difficult." You stopped pacing and faced her, throwing your hands in the air, "So what do you expect me to do?" Shuri didn't look away from the monitor in front of her as she added finishing touches to something she'd been working on, "I have arranged for you to stay in Jabariland until we have finished business with Namor. You will be accompanied by Noxolo and Taji, per General's recommendation. M'baku has also ordered two Jabari warriors to stay back as well for you."

Hearing her plan of making you sit around and do nothing only frustrated you more. You brought your hands up to your head then exclaimed, "I'm supposed to just sit around holed up in a goddamn cave while you and everyone else go save the world?! Are you fucking kidding me Shuri?! T'challa and Queen Ramonda would allow me to-"

"YOU DO NOT SPEAK THEIR NAMES! YOU DO NOT GET TO TELL ME WHAT THEY WOULD DO. THAT DOESN'T MATTER! THEY AREN'T HERE- THEY'RE GONE. " Shuri's voice echoed through her lab, the force of her voice reverberating in your chest. The queen took a deep breath and slowly walked over towards you with narrowed eyes. A pit formed in your stomach as you stared back at her, the light that shone behind those deep brown seas was gone. There was nothing but hatred and anger as it consumed her from the inside out that you could only bear witness to.

Shuri stood eye level with you and she spoke through gritted teeth, "You are staying back. That is an order from me as your queen. Do you understand?" You lowered your head and answered, "Yes...your highness." The title taste bitter on your tongue and it was clear by the slight sarcasm in your voice. Nonetheless you conceded to her order, and satisfied by your reply Shuri turned back to what she was working on, not even bidding you goodnight like she usually would.

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Nearly six hours had passed since you first arrived in Jabariland for the time being. You were being sheltered in a den far within one of the mountains. A small fire burned in the center of the floor and small wooden furnishings adorned by furs perfectly place around the room. You sat upside down with your legs over the back of a chair while your head dangled above the floor.

From the entrance of the den, Olaitan, one of the Jabari warriors on guard insisted, "There was no space on the door for Jack. If he got on the door then they both would have died!" You shook your head in refusal and the mix of beads and shells that adorned your hair clicked together. You swung your legs back onto the ground and sat up straight, closing your eyes for a moment as the blood rushed back to your head.

Before you could reply, Noxolo, one of the Dora Milaje who accompanied you, cut in, "I refuse. Rose let Jack die. There was room on that door, she was just selfish." You listened to the young warrior, watching how the large scar over her white eye crinkled when she narrowed her gaze. You pointed to Noxolo and chimed in, "See that's exactly what I've been saying."

Across from you, Taji, another Dora Milaje shook her head, "How could Jack and Rose fit on that tiny piece of wood? There is no way that both of them could have survived! Olaitan and I are right- Jack wouldn't have made it if he wanted to save Rose!" Her deep brown eyes sparkled with delight of thinking she was right. You and Noxolo looked at each other with exasperated expressions. It had been two hours of this debate and neither side was willing to admit that they were wrong or right.

You slapped your hand against the floor and said, "Jack could have fit. There was an entire MythBusters episode on this!" Noxolo snapped her fingers and confirmed, "Yes, and they confirmed that Rose and Jack could have fit on the door in five different ways." Taji asked, "Did they do this experiment in the Northern Atlantic Ocean in April at night time? With individuals who measure exactly the same to Rose and Jack?"

At that argument you and Noxolo fell silent, making Taji and Olaitan laugh at you both. Desperate for a tie breaker you turned to the last person in the room who had yet to add their two cents into the debate. With a cheeky grin you asked, "Adisa, you're the deciding vote." The large Jabari warrior looked between you, the two Dora Milaje, and his fellow warrior.

A thick tension fell over the entire den, only the sound of the crackling fire at the center of the room could be heard. Adisa looked at you and Noxolo giving you a hopeful grin, but he responded, "I have never seen this 'Titanic' you all speak of." The four of you threw your hands in the air in defeat and annoyance as Adisa laughed heartedly at the disappointment he caused.

Purple flashes from your Kimoyo beads drew your attention from the rest of the group. You turned your back towards them and hunched over your wrist, waiting for a call to come through. It took a moment then you heard a familiar voice, "Ayo, Y/n." You held your beads closer and asked, "Riri? Why isn't Shuri the one calling me?" The student paused as if she was debating on telling you something before she simply replied, "She told me to call you." Your heart raced in your chest and you asked, "Why? Why would she ask you to do that? Is everything okay? Where is Shuri?"

Riri let out an exhausted sigh and told you, "Wait chill out. Take a breather, your girl is fine. She just has something she's doing right now aight? I was just calling to tell you they sending a flyer to pick you up. I'll see you when you get here, okay?" You but your lip nervously and answered much quieter than before, "Mhm. See you later." The call ended and you rested your head between your knees while taking deep breaths as you waited for the flyer to come get you.

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The entirety of the ride back to the Citadel you were dead silent. Your leg bounced anxiously against the floor while you pulled at the coils along the nape of your neck. In your mind you replayed your last moments with Shuri before you left for Jabariland:

You step foot onto the flyer to see Shuri waiting for you with Riri by her side. While Riri grinned from ear to ear at seeing you, the queen did not wear the same expression. Exactly the same as the past few days, Shuri's face blank and emotionless, and her eyes looked empty. Your heart broke at the sight but you told yourself this was part of her grieving process.

It was as if Shuri was present but distant at the same time, just standing before you not making any motion towards you. Until you closed the space between the two of you by pulling her into your arms. Shuri then wrapped her arms around your body and rested her head on your shoulder. After a moment you pulled away from her and attempted to look her in the eyes. The queen turned her head slightly so she was looking just past you. A frown tugged at the corner of your lips and you held her face in your hands, "I'll see you when we get back, yeah?" Still refusing to look at you Shuri nodded ever so slightly in response but remained completely silent.

Your thumb grazed the side of her jaw and you placed a chaste kiss against her lips that she reciprocated. Slowly, your palms dragged lower, holding onto Shuri's neck gently and you quietly spoke so only she could hear you, "Sthandwa."

Finally, the queen's eyes met yours and you told her, "Be smart. Don't forget who you are." She nodded in understanding and you kissed her once more, "I love you Shuri." She held you tighter in her arms, squeezing you so hard it almost hurt- almost as if she didn't want you to leave. Your girlfriend pressed a kiss to your forehead and murmured against you, "I love you, y/n."

Shuri released you from her embrace and you walked further down the ramp to exit the ship. The queen stopped walking in front of the two Dora Milaje she'd assigned to accompany you. The two young women, Noxolo and Taji, were the youngest warriors in the group, but Okoye and Ayo recommended the two for the job.

The queen stopped the two warriors with a hand to the sterum, "You understand what is expected of you both, correct?" Noxolo and Taji replied confidently, "Yes your highness." Shuri lowly whispered to the two Dora Milaje, "Protect her at all costs." The two warriors once more answered in unison, "Yes your highness." Shuri stepped off of the flyer but not before looking over her shoulder to see you and Riri.

At the sight of Riri you cocked your head to the side and smiled. You pulled her into a side hug and told her, "Go kick some ass but promise me you'll be careful out there, aight?" The student gave you her word, "I got you, don't worry." You gave her a knowing look and she put her hands up in fake surrender with a laugh, "I'm being for real!" You punched her arm lightly and admitted, "I'm just teasing you don't worry." Riri turned to walk off the ship and said, "I'll see you when you get back!" All you could do was give a very convincing fake smile, because anything else and you would have ran back towards them and tried to stay. The flyer began to close and Shuri watched from the ground until it was no longer in sight with you in it.

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The moment the flyer touched the ground and opened you were already trying to make your way to see Shuri. When the door opened Nakia was waiting for you while Ayo waited for Noxolo and Taji, pulling them aside immediately. You looked around to see many Dora Milaje missing. Slowly you turned back towards Ayo and noticed the paled look on Taji's face. The young warrior was out of earshot but the way she swallowed thickly and remained silent, accepting whatever Ayo was telling them made your stomach drop.

Whatever Nakia was trying to tell you started to sound like jibberish until you ran a full out sprint. You dashed up two flights of stairs and the long corridor leading to Shuri’s chamber. The beads and shells on your front braids smacked against your cheeks and eyes but you couldn't care less. The sound of running footsteps echoed behind yours and a woman called out, "Y/N! Stop!" Turning on your heel you faced Nakia, watching as she jogged up to you.

Tears burned your eyes as you shook your head in denial from already thinking the worst case scenario. Nakia held you by the shoulders and calmly spoke, "She is alive. She will be okay, Shuri will be alright, Y/n." Her words took a moment to register but soon you found your breaths slowing and tears stopping. Nervously you questioned, "What happened?" The older woman explained slowly, "While the rest of us were fighting on the ship, Shuri and Namor went off alone. I do not know the entre story, but all I know is they were battling on an island. Shuri has sustained multiple injuries that are being treated currently." As if she could read your mind, Nakia added, "You will be able to see her shortly. The healers must finish with her before then. You cannot get in their way."

Although your tears stopped falling you felt like you were going to fall apart all over again. Nakia gently placed an arm around your shoulder and led you away from Shuri's bedroom door. The chamber door opened and Nyakallo, the head healer, exited the room and waved you back over.

Nyakallo told you kindly, "Miss Y/N. You are able to visit her, she is resting now. If she needs anything you know how to call me." You thanked the older woman and burst into Shuri's room. Your girlfriend lay in her bed surrounded by pillows which made her look smaller than normal. Her lips were pale and chapped and her eyes shut with her hands resting over her chest. The concern on your face went away when Shuri cracked a smile and chuckled lightly. You groaned in annoyance and whined, "Even when you're seriously injured you still find the time to play with me huh?"

Shuri's eyes remained shut as she quietly answered, "I got speared to a rock. Let me have my fun...plus it's fun to mess with you." She could tell without looking that you were giving her an annoyed glare. You chose not to acknowledge the whole getting speared to a rock thing- that was for another time.

Your girlfriend hummed then requested, "Lay with me?" You pulled back her blankets and climbed into her bed next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. Shuri slowly moved herself closer to you, and in the process you noticed how she was moving extremely stiff. The familiar and comforting smell of vanilla and ylang-ylang that clung to her sheets filled your senses. She rested her head on your chest and let out a breath that she seemed to have been holding for some time.

The two of you laid in silence until the queen let out a shaky breath, "I'm sorry. I yelled at you and I pushed you away recently when you were trying to be there for me. I'm sorry." You held onto Shuri's hand as she took another breath so she could continue, "I couldn't lose you too. He- he promised me he would-" Her voice broke as she remembered the promises Namor made and kept, resulting in her own massive loss. You gently shushed her, "Shhh. We don't have to have this conversation right now. You are supposed to be resting remember?"

Your girlfriend held back the tears that welled up behind her eyes, "Yes." She turned her head into your chest and you held her head closer to your heart. You stroked her head gently while whispering sweet nothings in her ear. Shuri's body started to relax against yours and soft snores fell past her lips. You kissed the top of her head and squeezed your eyes shut, thanking the ancestors and gods above that she was back in your arms again.

#black wlw #shuri x black!reader #black panther fanfiction #black panther wakanda forever #shuri fanfiction #shuri x y/n #shuri x reader

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good-beans · 6 months

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Ahh thank you @fayesdiary for tagging me!! It's time for WIP Wednesday on a Sunday 😎

Here's a little peek at the opening section of a normal au Fuuta-Yuno piece, mostly shown through text messages. I was sad that Yuno has to hide so much of her life/job/self from her friends, so I'm playing around with her gradually being able to open up to Fuuta about things (and him getting a true friend in the process)

Forgive me for not tagging anyone but it's late and I'm eepy but PLEASE I wanna see what people are working on so if you see this come and share some of your wip!!

(I may end up using one of those text screenshot generators, but also maybe not because I have some action sandwiched throughout. It's color coded here, but I don't think the final version will be.)

Hi Fuuta! Sorry to bother you so late, but you took calc last year, right? Can you take a look at this question and tell me if I’m close? [image attached]

Fuuta’s eyes flicked away from his game.

you really think i would know

i barely passed

Eh, figured I’d give it a shot…

It’s due tomorrow and you’re the only one I know up at this ungodly hour 😔

yeah, why are you doing worksheets now?

its past your bedtime

Every time you say it it’s SO funny!! 🙄

You just wait until next year

Yuno couldn’t help but glance at her little desk countdown to graduation. Still too far off to get too excited. Her fingers kept tapping.

I was working. I forgot I never finished this earlier lol

this late? they’ve got laws against that you know

oh wait

sorry

Why are you sorry? Thanks for looking out for me though 😘

Fuuta typed in a message. He deleted it. He typed another. Deleted it.

ill text mikoto. hes up sometimes and probably did better in calc

Aww wait, are you embarrassed? I didn’t know you were such a prude ~

im not fucking embarrassed

i didnt think you wanted to talk about it

whatever

Awww you really are flustered! Well, if you ever want I can always come back with some tips for you. For a price, of course, but I’m willing to settle for something easy. That karaoke night coming up, maybe 👀

tips?

God knows you need them, I’ve seen the way you try and talk to Rumerie

excuse me??? like i need your help

Oh riiight, all that action you’re getting at university

You let me know when you spend the night with someone who’s not 2d

She smiled wickedly to herself, picturing the way he’d be fuming.

fuck off i dont play nasty games like that

Yeah, you only play really, really cool games, right? What are you playing right now?

What’s so cool that you’re sacrificing your sleep and well being and school career for?

Fuuta glanced at his game screen. He grimaced.

shut up

#milgram #fuuta kajiyama #yuno kashiki #thank you pal!!#i have a bunch of pieces of things but this is the most polished at the moment #i always want to do text message fic but i never end up actually doing it #so this has been fun!#its in my long queue rn but i saw a post of yuno/fuuta art that made me drop everything and start this #its him comforting her in her mv lingerie and i realized she never had any friends to take care of her when she had a weird job or client :#the fic is going to go through a bit of their convos beforehand but i immediately wrote this and that last scene of comfort #the last scene is definitely more action than texts but i think it works #and i mean it! please share your stuff i wanna know :3 #rose writes!

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sojrner-fishsticcc · 1 year

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loona pm finished!!!

ahhhh i finally finished the texturing on that model i posted yesterday!!!! god this took so long but it was so much fun to make!!!! im really really happy with how the coloring came out, it feels both really standard and regular but also really personal so it still looks like it has a piece of me in it :) also some of the techniques i used for the tail TOTALLY PAID OFF!!! the tail looks absolutely amazing, im so happy that all the texturing and modeling worked well. im planning to go a little bit further with this model than i did the last one and giving it some custom animations, cos it turns out cpm has the ability to do that!!! problem is the animation tool sucks, cause theres no timeline its literally just individual keyframes lol. to prep this model for animation i had to rip out like all the bones and angles in the tail and legs because they have a lot of angles that build on each other so i could put them together in a way thatll make animation easier, at the cost of making the tail n stuff a bit different from the earlier screenshots but ehhh whatever. i think i forgot to prep the hair bits for animation so i might need to finish that tomorrow cos it is like suuuuper late right now. i also need to add the stuff to make armor and elytra work, but thats pretty boring so thats not my problem now. im so so excited for the animation step because the digitigrade legs are going to be AWESOME!!! theres this one mod being developed by \@rohan_furries on twitter which i really want to take inspiration from. i want to make some nice idle animations with the hair flowing, but also make the running animation lean forward more and almost be kinda feral. that would rule so so fucking hard.

anyway. enough modeling 4 tonite. im going to bed goodnigh guys

#loona fanart #loona #loona helluva boss #helluva boss #helluva loona #minecraft #minecraft mod #minecraft modding #3d model #pixel art #furry #furry art

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mistydeyes · 9 months

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if you’re not still taking pairing requests ignore this 👀

i’m 5’8, shoulder length black wavy hair, hazel eyes, abnormally pale (i do not go outside, thanks skin cancer genetics), and i have a fair amount of tattoos, most are visible if im wearing a short sleeved shirt. i’m a barista/cake decorator and have 4 cats. i speak english and some german, not good at math, and love anything science related. i fit in the alternative subcultures, just not any one in specific though i lean towards grunge and goth mostly. been obsessed with sleep token, depeche mode, the cure, and bad omens lately. i’m a very “sensitive and naive” person according to those in my life and i try to see the best in everyone. i also have a few chronic illnesses (POTS, hEDS, MCAS, and endometriosis) but im trying my best <3

Simon "Ghost" Riley (a/n I LOVE DEPECHE MODE thank you for this anon)

How you met: Civilian You hummed as you finished up another cake. This was your artistic outlet. It was a slow Sunday, not many events going on, so you were finishing up on some orders for tomorrow. The bell to the shop rang and you wiped your hands of icing to greet your customer. The man looked crammed in the small shop as his dark hair almost touched the ceiling. You thought he looked handsome despite the face mask that matched his dark hoodie and attire. "Here to pick up for John Price," he said gruffly and you went to the back fridge to retrieve his order. You were surprised as you pulled out the cake decorated with gold and silver icing. You remembered making it this morning, buttercream and red velvet if you remembered correctly. "Happy 40th" it read in delicate lettering as you boxed it up. You exited to find the man looking at his phone and holding cash. "Here you go," you said as you rung him up. "You look a little too young to be celebrating someone's 40th," you commented as you counted out the cash. "It's for my boss," he replied curtly, "got sent to pick it up before tonight." As you handed him his change, you smiled. "Well let him know I wish him a happy birthday," you said and sent him on his way.

Later that day, Simon knew he would be returning to your shop as that was some the best confections he's had in awhile. Something about the delicate buttercream paired with the rich red velvet made him want more. Plus it didn't hurt that you were the cute little baker who caught his eye with your face coated in icing and arms filled with delicate pieces of artwork.

A peek into your relationship: "What are we listening to?" you boyfriend, Simon, asked as you decorated some cupcakes. "Depeche Mode," you smiled and placed a little icing on his scrunched up nose. You laughed as you finished up another row of the small baked goods. "It sounds like an opening to a crime show drama," he replied as another song began. You rolled your eyes as he critiqued your music taste. "You just don't know good music," you joked as you added some finishing touches. These weren't for anything special but you knew Simon enjoyed some sweet treats before he left for deployment. You always made sure to give him a nice array of icing and cake flavors. You still couldn't believe he hadn't found a favorite yet. "If you can even call that music," he said under his breath before you presented him with a carrot cake and cream cheese delicacy. Maybe it was the cupcake but Simon found himself in better spirits. "I like this song," he commented as you began to clean up. You couldn't believe your ears. "What did you say?" you teased as you brushed off your apron. "You heard me, love," he said as he scarfed down another one. "Funny," you began to say as he looked at your curiously, "that one is called 'Ghosts again'."

#izziespairings #madebyizzie #cod mwii #mw2 imagine #task force 141 #simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #mw2

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sehnsuchts-trunken · 2 years

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not a rant. not poetry. ill be taking this down in half an hour anyway. and i didnt proofread shit. god

sometimes i really want to write hurt. i want to write poetry, write things that actually have a meaning, write something to represent what im actually feeling. lost. melancholic. nostalgic. somehow small and oh so big at the same time. i want to catch that moment when i spot myself in the universe and know my place, if only for half a second, and i want to sit down and write and write and write and cry and bleed onto the page. i dont want “i know what tomorrow will bring, but right now i can just pretend everything is fine”, i want real feelings, real emotions, something that makes my heart ache, especially while i write, but also when i read through it again. i want that feeling i get when i finish a book, when im sobbing, screaming on the ground, when i get homesick for a world ive never lived in. when i miss people i have never met. when i listen to hozier, or michael schulte. when i sit in the car late at night and look out of the windows at the stars above and that strange sense of not belonging fills me. i want people to know what i feel, i want them to feel what i feel when they read what ive written.

i dont know why i cant.

maybe its because im just not built to be my own muse. maybe its because my feelings are there to be mine and mine only, mine to deal with, mine to hate and mine to love. maybe its because my pretty words, my poetic ones, never come out right. maybe because every piece i do write, everything i do create, where i offer so much insight, im too scared to reveal, even to myself. maybe because the sheer pressure of wanting everything portrayed is just too much.

i dont know.

id like to. i try to, as well. but after all, the page ends crumbled up in the bin, and i end up worse than before.

but what can i do if not write? isnt that the one thing, the one thing the universe gave me? isnt that the one thing im so scared to lose?

maybe im just not meant to be my own muse. maybe i write other people’s words. maybe the universe shuts me up before i can do my own. maybe. its always fucking maybe.

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marcholasmoth · 1 year

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OSRR: 3126

i got my diploma today! it's fancy and so pretty and i'm so happy with it. it's kind of real, now. far more than before. it's crazy, yknow? i have another piece of paper with my name on it, but this one is (a) bigger, (b) more expensive, and (c) so much fancier than the others i have. i also ordered a frame for it, which i'm gonna be so excited to have in all its glory, all assembled and too big to put anywhere in my house 😂 but it's really pretty and i'm really proud of it. so much has gone into earning this degree, and it's wild that it's done. i still feel like i'm catching up with living.

also i bought more things today. probably shouldn't have. but i wanted outfits for renaissance faires so i got two. whatever. i got them on sale, so it wasn't so bad.

mostly radio silence from joel today, which makes sense since he's away at a con this weekend. i miss him :c

tomorrow i'm going to the movies, which is exciting. we're going to see quantumania, which i'm pretty hype for, since paul rudd as antman has gotta be my favorite character in the mcu at this point. like geez, scott lang is easily the most well-adjusted and normal person in the entire universe. everyone else is kinda batshit or a genius or something, but this one guy is totally normal. he's good at figuring things out. he's just a weirdo, a goofball, a good dad, and a decent guy. in this house we love and appreciate scott lang.

i went out with my mom to get stuff for my sister early in the day, and we brought it over to her. she's been feeling sick lately, so we brought her comfort food and snacks so she can exist peacefully as she mourns the completion of her five-year d&d campaign that finished today.

and for dinner my parents and i went to longhorn as a celebration for my finishing my degree, which i believe is the second time we've done exactly that, but this time i have my diploma 😂 it was good, but my salmon was kinda too juicy and a little undercooked, so i'm gonna slap it in a pan and fry the living daylights out of it instead of forever making the microwave smell of fish.

i read some more just now before putting it down and writing this.

also my shoulder has been a little achey and stiff. it's hard to do the exercises the doctor gave me for post-op when my bahongazongahagas are in the mcfucking way all the goddamn time. in the meantime, my hand has been achey too so the pain radiates into my elbow from both sides. i hope it stops soon.

anyway, im tired. i'm bored. i need desperately to go back to work. and i need to scratch my legs properly, because that shit itches.

i'm so tired.

#molly rambles #operation srr #osrr #3000s #3100s #sunshine boy

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dulcesiabits · 2 years

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hello its me again (the cafe enchante person) and i just finished ignis' route!! sorry but i'll probably spam you a bit from now on😭

i enjoyed his route a lot!! it was very fun but i got shocked at the end cg LMAO, ig the fact that its 1.30am and im almost getting sleepy and then BOOM FINAL CG. i was so confused but its welcomed <3

i think the ending was a bit too fast paced for me, i didnt think it would be wrapped up that fast (considering canus' route was a slower one) but then again canus is the recommended start route.

i'm trying my best not to look for spoilers for the later routes, i'm planning on kaoru's route next, actually. but i need to go early tomorrow so i wont finish his route now, im just preparing it so that when i wakeup tomorrow i can dive into it! im not really into old middle aged men, but i really like the game so far :D

i dont have much complaints really, just that sometimes my chosen name gets replaced with kotone, so it slightly breaks immersion(i dont mind it that much) and the fact that skipping is hard sometimes..😭 i think my skip button is broken lmao

Hi!! Welcome back, cafe enchante anon! Spam me as much as you want! I love hearing people's thoughts on games I like!!

That's understandable! Ignis's route really ramped up the action, especially compared to Canus's route, and though I like the resolution, I also agree that it felt like it ended suddenly. Like wait, what? It's over? I still love Ignis to pieces, and the way Ignis and Kotone are basically Kororo's parents!! Cute...

I will admit that Kaoru is... my least favorite route. Sorry, Kaoru fans. I didn't like his age gap with the heroine (it just hit a little too close to home for me... with the other LIs I can be like yeah, sure, they're all fantasy creatures and there doesn't feel like a huge maturity gap between them and Kotone but I can't say the same for Kaoru...) I hope you enjoy his route, though! Those are just my personal hang-ups; I ended up preferring him as a friend over a boyfriend, haha.

And oh no! I think there are some quality issues with the otome we get localized because we've been getting so many of them lately, so there's less time to check them over... typos and issues with the text tend to be the most glaring ones, but I've also seen glitches that mess with the game u_u I hope it doesn't affect your gameplay too badly!

#liya answers #otome #cafe enchante #yayaya thanks for the ask again anon!#a pleasure to hear ur thought :3c #*thoughts

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kirillsochnev · 2 years

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August 31.

Weird day! Moved into the dorms, helped Carrie bring all of her stuff (wish she'd put in a word for me with that hot roomate of hers) and then was followed by her to the guys' side. It's fine here, I guess, if mom can't bear see me we can get used to that dorm life.

Ms. hot teacher(or is it Mrs. Hot teacher? I hope not.) came around and ordered us to help with decorations for tomorrow. I obliged, of course, I'd eat rocks if she asked, honestly. Got roped into doing it with a bunch of nerds. I mean, that Seva kid probably can't blow up a baloon without having an asthma attack? And Edik's weird. Looks old as all hell and watches cartoons. Mila's, well, about as bad as my sister, but also not my sister, so more insufferable. Her friend is crazy. And weirdly good at guessing what im thinking. Seriously, how can this fag guy guess I was thinking of gooseberry when he asked me to think of any fruit ..?

And then shit went down! Like, we're hardly halfway through decorating the stage and these dust spirits come outta nowhere. I asked Azovka what they were, but she isn't really helpful, just keeps whining. I blast the dust thingy to pieces and this fuckin'- Guess it's a Domovoy, but for school facilities? comes out. The dust spirits call him "Daddy". I was almost thinking I've gone crazy with Azovka and the Mistress! Kept them to myself, you know, to not end up in grippy socks, and there's this shit. And everyone sees it. And they fucking talk to it, like it's no big deal, and accept it's mythic quest in the middle of the woods. That's gonna get em shanked one day, I swear.

But we go into the woods. Carrie goes, and I follow. God knows if anything happens to her I'm getting the blame and the lifelong sentence. It's fine, I guess, nothing weird happened. We get the thing the creature asked for and come back, super late, to get chewed out by Goar (Ms. super mega hot teacher. she looked stressed today, wouldn't stop messing with her phone. I've got no fuckin clue how she types on that tiny thing. Should i get a phone?) . Wanted to give her a magic stone, but that felt like it would be creepy. Gave one to Carrie to bother her. She didn't even seem phased. I don't think she's even affected by my scary eyes anymore! I pulled that move on all of them, and actually got the big guy. He was about to shit his pants. (fey presence aoe fear/charm)

School starts tomorrow. Don't know what to feel. I finished 9th grade not that long ago, but also that was a decade and a half ago. It's still crazy thinking about that. And about how mom just took me back, no questions asked, after all these years. I wonder if she would take dad back. Don't know how anyone could like a pig like Carrie's dad. Dad will have a much harder time when he returns, though. What's the use of an Engineer that missed out on 16 years of technology? It's gotten insane. I bet he will understand all of that pretty fast, though. And explain how they make those 3D things. For now I'll just try not sucking at school anymore. Just two more years and we'll be done and going back home. I should get better at physics and geography. They keep talking a big game about the new exams at the end of school.

#in character stuff

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my-lovely-pantomime · 5 months

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dec 16 '23, saturday day 1/100

started the 100 days of productivity challenge today!

i woke up at 7, cleaned my bathroom and organised my skincare, did some other chores, and took an early morning walk in the woods while listening to music. the amount of snow is abnormally little for this time of year in the city i live in - everything is usually buried in snow at this point. there were withered leaves and pinecones left from late autumn still frozen in the pavement, like some sort of naturally preserved herbarium.

i got home and started working on my literary analysis for a shakespearean excerpt, which took longer than i thought it would. i proceeded to panic about my future and the purpose of my existence for a solid hour. then i read some academic papers about my character Antonio in my school's production of shakespeare's 12th night, because we thought it would be interesting to explore the (very obvious) homoerotic tension between him and another character, Sebastian.

i tried to work on the song im writing on my cheap amazon keyboard, but nothing seemed to come out and i ended up scrolling on pinterest for a solid hour. the 2pm slump really hit me hard today. i eventually decided to go outside and get some fresh air in me. i worked on memorising my lines for the play while pacing in the woods with my dog Tchaikovsky, and may have delivered the most dramatic one man reenactment of the last scene in 12th night known to men to my dog and a random guy passing by. i must say it was quite amazing.

right now i am struggling to find motivation to practice my violin, but i think im going to do it after posting this. the conductor of my orchestra just posted the program for our new concert block come spring, and i am actually kind of excited to play some of these pieces. we get to play one of tchaikovsky's dances from his opera "mazeppa", which im so happy about because i literally named my dog after this man. there's also cinematic scores from how to train your dragon and amadeus, plus the blue danube waltz by strauss.

after practising, i plan to register for a music festival with my jazz band, finish up a reflection for my dramatic arts class, and finally make some tea and read some albert camus in bed.

i have a biology test on monday, so i have to really study for that tomorrow. i usually don't have to study for physics, chemistry, and maths thanks to having the mathematical brain i take pride in, but biology has so much memorisation to it that i have to study. i also need to do some research on 1920s american organized crime for history, and work on my research report for biology.

#100 days of productivity #studyblr #dark academia #dear diary #journal #study aesthetic #help i don't know how to do tags

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ragnvdnir · 2 years

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Yes this is Detective 🍰 at your service, Your Highness. 🕵️✨

"I enjoy you seeing try tho, maybe i shouldn't have given you hints so you can try guessing longer," too late ;D well unless you have other stuff that you want me to try guessing- try playing hard to get by being more cryptic with symbolisms and/or recognizable but subtle references. 🤔🧐 Idk how to give an example but i'm used to doing that 😰 maybe... Look back on our crazy ass drama when you haven't known who the secret mystery anon was yet 😍 oh how i missed those times when you're going through a crisis bc of me 😎 i feel like trying that again 😎 but if u really want examples id try to think of some by later or tomorrow after our first day of exams 😋 as your loyal advisor why shouldn't i give you some when Your Highness asks for it? 🥰

I can relate with not liking your actual irl name tbh, my in-game name too is basically a name i'd rather like to be called or the name i put when games needed it 😌 and fyi since you have shared smth abt you, i have like 3 names. You and your siblings are really being 💅💅💅 with that royalty references 🤨🤨 if you're curious if im laughing when reading your messages: DEFINITELY. Im like cackling everytime bc it's so fun to talk to you 🤬😍 like most of the time, i dont like how passive-aggressive ppl are on the internet (typical GenZ behavior tbh 🙄 i mean i am GenZ too but i'm much more like a polite person bc im sexy 😎) but when it comes to you, Ein, it feels so funny and actually not offensive 😍😍😍 (this is coming from a person who gets offended easily by ppl who display rude attitude)

Thank u too for the goodluck wishes!! I gave up studying lmao it took me like 2 hours to finish one SIMPLE lesson bc i keep spacing out 💀💀💀 so yeah continuing is futile, i'd just speedrun it in the morning 😍💗 Gonna do my best and not die bc my Queen actually cheered me on 😳😋💨 i def wont leave u bc as your royal advisor, you might do more impulsive shit than ever before so u better consult me first if you have some tempting thoughts to actually act on 🤬🤬🤬 this is for your safety and so you won't regret anything 😩 your kingdom would def be in shambles at anytime with one dumb mistake 🤬💨 so dont decide stuff with your goofy ass impulsively and without your royal advisor's approval 😌😌😌 Gotta get you married off to either Prince Vyn of the Richter Clan or Emperor Diluc of the Ragnvindr Kingdom 😍 so behave your self young lady ✌️😌

I'm happy you're enjoying the playlist i sent you 😍😍😍 tbh im sorry to break it to you but like clair de lune and merry go round of life is too repetitive for me already so im so done with those popular pieces😌 there's so much more classical music out there SO ALSO tell me if i should send more playlist links bc for sure i do have a bunch to send you 💪💪💪

BONUS: *classical music playing in the mansion* "These music is my favorite" (what you said). "Actually you're my favorite music." (what diluc said). idk figure it out maybe 😋 i have your "voice" in mind but if you have other interpretations then that's cool. Yes it's cringe or whatever but anything for this man 💪💪💪

Also i think ur now experiencing my long-ass asks 😍 how do you feel about it 🎤🎤🎤

— 🍰.

you're not only a criminal (refers to the mystery game) but also a detective now? i see🤨🤨

yeah ik, its too late now 😔😔 bae idk how to be cryptic when im a blabbermouth and a honest person😇😇☝️naurr bc i was just said the "come out and show yourself" as a joke but somehow you really did gave me hint and that's how it all started🧐🧐 ngl i miss those times too (i sound like a grandmother reminiscing her youth days😟) examples would be very much appreciated, gl on your exams again, show the teacher who's the girlboss😼😼

us dissapointed on our parents now 🤝🤝🤝 but ig i got used to being called like that(my irl name) oooh three names? cant relate i only have one word name😶😶😶

we are girlbosses😼😼😼 mom said we may not be rich but we are rich in terms of name. mom is the real mastermind here💅💅

uhm as u should? im putting on my make up clown everytime i answer your ask and u won't laugh? thats offending maam🤨🤨 (oh no what i have done to you to say things like this😟😟 but slayy😼😼) im afraid that one day i might offend ppl for acting like this so im glad you're finding it punny👉😻👈

tbh i dont study even though i have a big exams coming up, i just give my all to my stock knowledge (self reliance at its finest😼☝️) and somehow i still manage to pass when most of the time i just listen to my instincts (if the answer sheet is multiple choices)

i will dear advisor🙄 (affectionate) but maybe i wont bc ik you will clean the mess i always do😽😽 im sorry but im not dainty like those other young ladies so lemme do what i want😾😾 and why marry one when i can just marry two and create a harem😏😏

ik merry go round of life is repetitive already but i still love it bc that masterpiece got me feeling like a royalty 😔👉👈 claire de lune isn't exactly my fav bc i prefer the ones with violin😗😗 go and send them to me anytime, i wont mind😉😉

i see your back into your fairy godmother agenda🧙🧙 nah but that actually made me stifle a smile

*grabs the mic* okay so ehem ehem! it feels nostalgic actually *mic drop 😼😼*

#—letters 💌#talks with: 🍰 anon #you have so many alias now👀#i edited this for 🍰 anon's information!#apparently cutting yourself off is ableist so i deleted that part #im really sorry i didnt know :((

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