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myalvmss · 1 year

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⎯⎯ DATING HEADCANONS WITH AQUAMARINE HOSHINO❞

CHARACTERS. aquamarine hoshino, ruby hoshino, ai hoshino, akane kurokawa mention

MISSION. headcanons ; adventure mission, silent yet shining

WARNINGS. mentions of pregnancy & sex? this is mostly just me digging into aqua's character more and more, ANGST will most definitely be in this, but dont worry!

BUTTERFLY'S NOTE. special thanks to my friend named Ryu I guess LMAOAOAOAO. THIS IS SHORT??

⌗O1: when I tell you, this man makes me frustrated every two seconds of reading the manga, I have a love and hate relationship with this man that not even scaramouche can compete with, BECAUSE RIGHT OFF THE BAT, HE'S A RED FLAG. BAHAHAHAH 😭

⌗O2: when you two first meet, he barely does effort in the so called friendship, or what he thinks of acquaintance.

UNLESS you are of use to his plan, so he'll probably use you, sorry bitch </3

⌗O3: this mf's ideal type is just someone like ai hoshino (imo NO ONE can replace her, not even akane sorry not sorry) and what makes you think you can pull off an ai?

i suggest you CHANGE him, not change yourself for him honey

⌗O4: this depends on your personality, but the relationship might be a sunshine reader while aqua's the grumpy one LMFAOAOAOAO

⌗O5: aqua doesn't engage in social media much, unlike his twin sister ruby. in other words, he's a boomer yet I'm not surprised so it's mostly you who takes pictures and videos of u both

⌗O6: you and aqua often go on dates at the cafe, park, or mostly private places where you two can get alone time with no interruptions

⌗O7: he's SO OVERPROTECTIVE ABOUT YOU. imagine yandere aqua omfg, he even makes sure that you're safe and doing well everyday

A caring boyfriend but a red flag 🚩

⌗O8: In the song, "MEPHISTO" I think there's a lyric where "I'll bet my life, I'll give it to you" would imply that to the people he cares about, aqua WILL risk his life for you. THOUGH this song probably directs to ai, or ruby? but either way, he still cares about you if you were actually his girlfriend. not just for his revenge plan, but purely his own love for you.

yet sometimes I think, "would aqua even bother asking you to be his girlfriend at a time crisis like this?"

It's a possibility he wants to keep you safe and unharmed from danger, so he'll probably lock up his feelings from you and keep it a secret so no danger will come for you, but it's not guaranteed </3

⌗O9: in an au where ai is alive, I wouldn't say that ai would straight away approve of your relationship with aqua. she's a mother, yes but not those kinds who don't give a fuck abt relationships ykwim?

when she first met you, she's a bit suspicious of you, especially if you're someone who's young, but your mind is well beyond your age.

It took a while, but she got used to you around with aqua and genuinely loves you

“you two aren't getting a kid, right?” just a few reassurances that YOU BOTH AREN'T GOING THE SAME ROUTE AS WHAT SHE DID.. “mama! don't ask questions out of the blue like that!” ruby come rescue us both PLS

“mama.. cut it out please,” insert a little bit of a flushed red aqua PLSS

⌗10: honestly, taking back the topic where you change aqua actually would work, because this man is wanting revenge and is willing to kill his father.

you can't be the one who helps him, that will end up ugly if he does succeed, because let's not forget how aqua can get arrested despite being a minor, yet he's 17 (currently in manga) and he might turn 18 soon enough

so you have to BE THE SAVIOR who changes aqua to be a better person and set aside this revenge

honestly. it's not worth it, I KNOW this is about ai hoshino getting her justice, but would she wanna see her kids in danger like this??

DON'T go off like "aqua this isn't like you 🥺🥺" NO LMAO. you knew aqua when he was 16, that's a super high possibility on who you met him, and the person he is now is just the same aquamarine hoshino you him at sixteen

just imo, you need to convince aqua that his revenge path won't do anything better for anyone's lives, because correctly he's ruining everything — the man probably doesn't care but you gotta make him care and move on for the better like how ai would want for him and ruby

ENOUGH WITH THE DARK SHIT LMFAO PLS AHAHAHAHAH

⌗11: if you're smaller than aqua, then he'll probably use you as a head rest

lay his head on your shoulder

rest his head on your lap

place his head ontop of yours

⌗12: SURPRISE BACK HUGS >>>>>

⌗13: whenever aqua is jealous, he always keeps it a secret from you so that you won't tease him about it

think of a scenario where you're talking to some guy on the street, a fan or an old friend;

aqua would slowly wrap his arm around your waist and pull you towards him WHILE giving the guy a very overprotective look

⌗14: he can't help it but aqua always compliments you in his mind, like how cute or gorgeous you are

⌗15: i like to think you both started getting together after his so-called revenge plan for his father

⌗16: aqua's careful around you, by that I mean when it comes to sex. he doesn't wanna end up being a replica of his father.

by that I mean, he'd ask for consent first for sex ( aqua's not entirely that kind of person who doesn't ask for consent )

and also would not have sex during his teenage years, as he prefers to have it at adult years ykyk

⌗17: you're a pain in the ass for him, gotta say that BAHAHAHHAHAH

⌗18: since in aqua's past life, he was a doctor ( bro's a DOCTOR. ) that took medical education, it's a high chance that he still remembers a few things

probably trauma from learning all that pain of a education lmao

⌗18: so whenever you get hurt, aqua's always the one who bandages you :))

⌗19: since aqua dislikes bell peppers, you probably shove those in aqua's mouth for shits and giggles AHAHAHA

⌗20: he acts like 'himself' (or the past him) when you're around, and you're the only person who could do that

“i noticed that he's like how he used to be when he's around y/n..” ruby spoke to herself, watching aqua and y/n from afar as a small smile appeared on her face. “I'm happy for them both.”

#oshi no ko #aquamarine hoshino #aqua x reader #ruby hoshino #ai hoshino #butterfly ; missions

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sakuraryomen01 · 2 years

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Valentino.. /Sukuna Ryomen x Female Reader/ Pilot/(.o1?)

warnings: flashback (moving, feelings of abandonment leads to resentment against reader, childhood crushes, small kisses), asshole sukuna, college prep. school (aka bitch u at an expensive ass school), former friends to lovers, slow burned love, roomie is fucking with Getou oml

reader: female reader; 23 years of age, college prep.

plot: It's been years since you've moved from country life, since you've forgotten about all the things you used to love about your hometown and where you grew up from... you didn't think it'd chase you to college in the city after almost a decade..

words: 2.914k

fanfic masterlist: .o1 .o2 .o3 .o4 .o5 .o6 .o7 .o8 .o9 .10 (will be updated..)

a/n:: already? another fanfic? yes. i love these. anyways, i wanted to make a longer slow burn with more of an upsetting beginning. i hope you love this one as Lost Lamb comes to an end.. ^^

Thank you for reading this bit! Enjoy~

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"You're.. leaving?"

You gave a nod, your eyes teary with despair as you held your friend's hands in yours. Giving a squeeze, you felt the sadness in your heart only grow when you turned to see your parents loading your car up with the last of your belongings.

"But.. you said you'd stay," The boy in front of you mumbled. His black hair hung low, and red eyes looking at nothing but your face and expression. "Forever, remember? You said that!"

"Sukuna, I'm sorry," You responded, your heart aching with sorrow.

You didn't want to leave either. You had been here since you were a baby. Though, your parents said they needed to move for better work, and a fresh start for school. You were only six, you couldn't say no.

"It's for school and work.."

"There's school and work here!" He protested, his eyes dewy as you held your hands tighter. Making you look up at him with a slight blush tinting your cheeks, your eyes finally connected with the boy that lived down the road.

"You have school and friends here! And me! You don't need to leave, Y/n!"

Sukuna Ryomen, the boy that stumbled over with his brother the day you moved in on his way to school. The boy that you became friends with after doing a collage together during pre-k. You had played games and helped him when his father was drunk by letting him stay at your place while his grandma was away. Hiding him in your secret hideout where there was enough room for three people; Sukuna, his brother, and you.

Your first crush..

"I can't stay, Ryo.." You mumbled, watching as the boy's eyes filled with tears at your response. "My momma and dad said I can't.."

"Love, time to get going!" Your mother called, waving her hand in the air and smiling brightly. She was excited to go to the city..

"Please, don't leave me.." Sukuna's tone soft as he stared at the ground. A flash of red and his arms were around your neck, hugging like you were going to shatter into a million pieces.

You couldn't leave.. He loved you..

"Who am I going to play with and go to the lake to see the frogs grow? I want to keep climbing the Willow Tree with you, Y/n.. Don't go.."

With a stab to the heart, Sukuna's nose nuzzled against your neck, his breath hitched as he began to cry quietly. He never cried. Even if his knee was cut or his father punched him.

He never cried..

"S-Suku.. I hafta.." You had begun to cry as well, holding onto Sukuna's scuffed up shirt and pressing your forehead against his shoulder.

Two little kids in love. So precious.

"Y/n.." Sukuna sniffled, his tears staining your shirt until he lifted his head and wiped at his red eyes. He lifted your face, his palm on your cheek, your cheeks becoming warm with embarrassment.

"Promise me I'll see you again. When we're older, I want to be with you like your momma and dad are.."

Your cheek burned hot, eyes widening in shock at his confession. Sukuna?

The determined boy nodded, holding your face in his hands and blushing. With his face red like a tomato, he gave a small breath and gave you a soft kiss. Your parents, thankfully, didn't witness this as they had gone inside the house to gather a few more things, but you were flustered beyond relief.

"M-Mm!" You mumbled, closing your eyes quickly as to savor it.

Eventually, Sukuna had the power to pull away. His face was hot with embarrassment as he looked into your eyes, the kiss and realization hitting the both of you suddenly.

It was a promise.

"I-I swear.." You said finally, your voice quiet as you looked down at the ground. He was your first kiss..

"Good."

Sukuna gave a confirmed nod, letting your face go and holding your hands and smiling, despite the tears. Your face beginning to cool as Sukuna began to speak, his eyes glowing bright.

"I'll see you when I'm a big man, and smart and have lots of money so that I can take care of you forever. I'll go to school in the big city too and get a 'degree' like from one of your books and use it to find a good job. I will make you my wife and love no one but you, Y/n!"

He gave your hands a squeeze and began to walk you to your car, to where your parents waited and helped you inside. Once you were in the car he finally let go, hoping that his promise and his words would stay with you and give you some comfort.

The sounds of the country are slowly beginning to fade as you stare out the back window of your parents' new car. Watching Sukuna slowly become smaller and smaller, his hand never stopped waving as you turned the corner down your former driveway. The dirt clouds and stones that were kicked up by the tires covering what last you saw of your childhood friend..

. . .

That was eighteen years ago. And now, you sat alone, in your college dorm with music blasting from your speakers as your roommate rode one of the many dicks she owned.

You hummed the sweet music as they climaxed together, scribbling down a few notes in your handbook before standing and heading to the kitchen.

Still in your sweats, tank top, and sports bra, you gathered a few items from your fridge and began a bowl of ramen. Though, trying to be fancy, you started cooking some beef for ram-don. A dish that you regularly topped with chives and a slab of bacon, though you didn't have the luxury as your next paycheck was next week.

As you began cooking, you could smell the weed wafting from down the hall. Your roomies bedroom was normally the hot spot for hippies and other assorted college morons since she had more marijuana than your weird uncle.

You know the one. The one that normally hid his stash in his cabinet and had a rolled up cig with it when you went to visit.

Eventually, a disgruntled man stumbled out of her room and began walking towards the exit. His shirt is missing and his jacket was hanging from his hips. Jeans too ripped to be considered stylish and his hair all messy and hanging past his shoulders.

"Hello, Suguru," You said, your eyes looking towards your cooking food as the college boy made his way to your fridge.

Getou Suguru, computer major and an academic athlete for three years until now. He likes working with his friend Gojo Satoru on big projects though he ends up doing most of the work and crashing before the deadline. He was one of the only guys you liked having around.

He was smart, funny, and a real charmer, thankfully he wasn't your type. You didn't have one as of right now.

"Hello, sweetness.." The long haired gentleman chuckled as he leaned over the counter. "What're you making?"

"Ram-don. It's for lunch," You answered, Getou humming in response as he sipped his beer.

"Sounds like a party."

You chucked at his words, finishing the meat and pouring out any extra grease before stirring it in with your ramen. Getou gave a warm groan at the smell of food, walking over to your side and purring with content as you chopped up some chives you had found.

"Can you make me a bowl, Y/n?" He asked, his dark eyes staring down as he licked his lips.

"I don't know, Sugu," Your voice cooed, teasing your friend as you looked back up at him. "Are you sure you remember how to use a fork or chopsticks?"

You both laughed as you proceeded to make him an extra bowl, quickly talking to him about his next project. Weirdly enough, him and Gojo decided to collab on this big animation project for Getou's final exam that semester.

It's funny to hear "Gojo" and "work" in the same sentence, though..

"So it's an animation?" You asked, slowly sucking the warm ramen noodles into your mouth while Getou licked his lips.

"Yeah, but it's not going to be some huge ass animation though," He answered, using his fork to stab the beef in his ramen.

"Probably going to be a minute or two long, not much. I only really want to pass the class with at least an A. Sato's going to be a help though, he's weirdly good with computer animation."

As you continued to ask questions, Getou answered them. On and on until you both finished the food and cleaned up the dishes. Continuing to talk though didn't last long once your eyes landed on your clock.

You were a minute late to your first class of the day, which was normal, you didn't like paying attention to the time that much.

"Anyways, I'll be seeing ya," You said, standing from your spot on the couch. "I got Economics right now."

Getou teased you about being a few minutes late until you closed the door to your bedroom and began to change. Grabbing a large, black hoodie you had bought two months ago with your favorite band logo on the back where the hood rested and some shorts rather than your sweats.

Sure, the sweats were nice, but your legs had begun getting hot and it was rather uncomfortable. And your economics class wasn't exactly air conditioned during your time there. Besides, your legs were nicely shaved and you enjoyed wearing shorts when they were.

Anyways, you grabbed some socks and slide-ons before heading out the door with your book bag hanging from your shoulder. You said a few goodbyes to Getou, grabbing bottled water and your bento for lunch, and left. The sounds of the dorms becoming active soon filling your ears as you walked towards the exit and onto campus.

It was a rather dark looking day, due to lots of clouds, but it relaxed you. Classes weren't something that bothered you and having a day like this was nice. Kept you calm while you were studying, even though thunderstorms might scare you from time to time at night.

As you made your way over to the building that held the first half of your classes, passing by a large statue of the universities founder, your eyes caught onto a newsletter that hung from a telephone poll nearby.

'Willow Tree,' it read, with information about an upcoming road trip to this lake out in the Sticks. Most of the Economics and Computing classes, along with some of the Track squad were allowed to go for freshmen and up.

Well, this is the first I'm hearing about it.

The Sticks. Where you used to live. That's a coincidence.

You shook your head, planning on learning more through your teacher later, and heading inside the building. It wasn't long until you walked down the clean and quiet hallway and found your class. There were a few students in there, some you assumed were nursing a hangover, and your teacher who's lesson was around it's mid-point.

His eyes were a beautiful emerald green like aways, his black hair hanging low against his forehead and nape. There were a few girls that'd love to bag a man like him, Toji Fushiguro. He had a son that went here that you knew very well, and was actually rather friendly despite his cold demeanor.

Toji looked more like a gang leader rather than an Economics teacher, in your opinion.

"Oh, hey," The man said, his eyes lifting from some paperwork towards you, you had just walked inside. "You're a little late, Y/n."

"Yeah, I'm sorry," You said, nodding as you closed the door. "I was studying and lost track of time. It won't happen again."

"I sure hope it won't, you're my best student after all."

Giving another nod, you headed over towards your seat and opened your bag. Some of the students there weren't really paying attention and listening, but that's to their own fault if they don't pass. Toji's words, not yours.

As your professor started speaking about the trip that was coming up, there was a knock at the door. Toji walked over after putting his stuff down and opened the door, revealing a student you assumed as you didn't pay much mind and continued to write down a few notes that were written on the board.

You didn't hear much but a name.

One single name. That's it.

"Sukuna Ryomen, is going to be attending this class for the next month or two for credits," Toji announced, your eyes darting up to look at the student you ignored earlier.

His hair was dyed a pink color with that same scar under his eye. How was he here in all places? You didn't want to say anything harsh about him, but he wasn't particularly college-material. He was the loud kid in the back of class that got in fights. Always had a few cuts from playing too hard in the play pen.

But the man you're looking at right now is nothing like the kid he was.

He was clean and seemed to be taking extra care of himself, physically. Exercising and eating right, having a proper sleep schedule without any bad habits. This couldn't be him, right?

Sukuna wouldn't dress like he was about to meet his girl's parents, properly shaved around the chin without a scratch. You could even hear a few girls cooing in the back row at the new student. He looked so perfect, nothing like the messy little boy you once knew..

This wasn't Sukuna, right?

"Treat him well, alright?" Toji finished, motioning for Sukuna to sit at one of the tables as the girls continued to coo and giggle over the freshman.

You couldn't blame them, Sukuna looked very handsome.

Rather rouge-ish look but also too simple and striking to be considered a bad-boy persona. He pulled some things from his bag as he sat down clicking a pen and turning his attention towards his professor. Your eyes could never peel from him, how could they?

Sukuna? At your school? It must be a dream.

"Anyhow, the field trip to the Willow Tree Farmhouse will be held at the end of the year for all students. " Toji continued, holding up a flyer and talking about fees for the trips and such until the bell rang.

Quickly, you stood and grabbed your things, the urge to talk to Sukuna on your mind after years. Though, you were stopped as Toji called your name and motioned for you to come to his desk. You gave a soft sigh, though you saw red eyes on you.

Sukuna's lidded eyes were staring you down from his spot at the exit, a girl already attempting to ask him out to which he ignored. The stare was so intense, making an old flutter in your heart ignite.

This wasn't normal at all..

How could it already be so soon? When did he move? You had so many questions you needed answered, so many things you wanted to talk about, but Sukuna was soon gone. The girl that was bothering him an annoyed mess as she left in the opposite direction. You found your way to Toji's desk, your professor sensing your unease and smiling.

"What's got you so upset, darling?"

"Hm?" Your head perked up, suddenly back from your dream world. "N-Nothing, sir. What do you need to talk to me about?"

"It's nothing you can't handle," Toji sighed, dropping his concern and pointing the pen in his hand towards the door where Sukuna formerly stood as he leaned back in his chair, a creak echoing from it's gears.

"The new kid. I wanted you to talk to him about the class and catch him up. He's been skipping out for half the year and he's severely behind in assignments."

Your professor stood from his seat and walked around his desk as your heart fluttered away. Was this your chance to reconcile? To apologize properly? To be friends again, from the beginning? To start over?

"I thought it'd be only fitting seeing as you must've grown up with each other," Toji said, folding his arms around his large chest. "Seeing as you both grew up in the Sticks."

You gave a nod, your eyes fixed on now particular area, your mind clouded with past memories and words. You had so much to tell him about, to say, to feel.

Did he still feel the same after so long?

The doubt in your heart ached, thought it would be expected. Anywhow, Toji wrote down your former friends dorm number and instructed your way inside the boy's dorms. Though, you would be forced to wait til after classes and go around 3 in the afternoon.

That wasn't going to be a bother, you could wait.

"Thank you," You said, dipping your head and exited the classroom. Toji gave a small goodbye before returning to his seat as a fresh wave of students entered behind you.

You walked towards your next class, a smile on your face as you felt all that past admiration and comfort fill your body.

Sukuna Ryomen, a name you thought you'd never hear again.

You were more than a little excited...

a/n: Already another fanfiction? Yes. I had a new idea for this one and wanted to start it already!! It's so fun to write for Sukuna, and make ya'll love him. I have more ideas for this slow burn, and it's going to be longer than Lost Lamb (:'D)!! You guys are going to love the shit out of this one, and the drama is going to be intense~

Chapter Song Theme: — Years & Years - Valentino (ft. MNEK) (lyrics

taglist: @mageyboo, @mzladyd, @mysticwonderlandangel, @sukunaspersonalfleshlight

next chapter || no set date

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ghastigiggles · 6 months

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trickle down

RAAAAAAHHHH WOMEN!!! Furina Content for the hungry masses, apologies that it's not longer. I was very inspired by a particular post and speedran this at like 4 in the morning.

Finally. Women in the Genshin Content tag. Let's Go Lesbians

usual disclaimer; safe-for-work tickling content ahead, very cute, very fluffy - also very vague 4.2 spoilers? but you wouldn't get it without context so it should be okay for the uninitiated o7

Being human comes with a lot of fun little quirks.

Furina loves being human.

Furina does not, however, quite enjoy the prideful appearance she's been forced to keep for so long – so it's very nice and refreshing to finally have more and more friends at her side to drop that guard around.

At least, it's certainly nicer for Clorinde to no longer be alone in suffering Furina's drama, because –

"Would y – eeEEeeh! Ahaha – help mehehe already…!"

Paimon shuffled awkwardly in the air, glancing towards the Champion Duellist.

"Should we, um, do something…?"

"No. Let it run its course… She'll be fine."

Lumine snorted softly, biting down her smile in an attempt to look as bemused as Clorinde when Paimon looked over haplessly. Before the three of them, taking advantage of their relative privacy and distance from society, was poor Lady Furina, her arms held above her head by Gentilhomme Usher – thus allowing Surintendante Chevalmarin and Mademoiselle Crabaletta to pinch and prod at her torso, sending her into the undignified fit of giggles she was in now.

( very necessary A/N; the names of furina's staff are needlessly complicated even for a french speaker. sweet jesus. )

"Ahaha – y-you – yohohou are cruel! How c-cohould you fff – ahaha! – forsahake me this way?!"

"Lady Furina has a habit of, er…. Well, this," Clorinde explained poorly, nodding her head towards the scene with a tired look; "I gave up on actually helping after the first dozen repeat offenses."

The traveling pair nodded, exchanging a mildly amused look between themselves as Paimon took over replying for them both.

"Don't worry, we get it… We've got a few friends who are very similar, ehe…!"

Lumine nodded as well, turning her gaze back to Furina's song and dance. From the way her legs shook, it seemed like she'd collapse if Usher released her arms; and though she was flushed in the face, she also seemed genuinely happy…

It made the traveler's fingers itch, and she hummed, glancing towards her fairy friend.

"Hey, Paimon – since we're just waiting, why don't you and Clorinde scout up ahead? I'll stay here to keep her safe if anything creeps up on us."

"But…"

Paimon started to object, but shut her jaw with an audible click when their gazes met, her eyes widening with sudden understanding. Offering a more nervous smile, Paimon nodded quickly, whipping back to Clorinde.

"... R-right! Come on, miss Clorinde!"

"Right. Shout if you need help."

Almost grateful for the out, Clorinde marched up the path, Paimon hovering just beside her as she went. Lumine watched until they disappeared through a few trees before approaching the giddy Furina, waving her arms to shoo away her staff members.

"Alright, that's enough…"

"... Haah, ahah… ah –!"

Abruptly, they disappeared with a burst of bubbles, and, as predicted, Furina collapsed entirely, opting to commit entirely to the fall and flop back onto the grass, her hat rolling away when she landed.

"Ahh, ow… haah, you could've been faster with the save, you know…"

"Oh, please, you could've gotten yourself out of it anytime," Lumine giggled, crouching beside the Chief Justice and savouring the flustered glare her comment got.

"Y-yes, well! Perhaps I was testing your friendship – looking to see how fast you would save me if I was in dire straits!"

"Oh, you're testing something, alright…"

The traveler shifted, somehow managing to straddle Furina where she lay before she had a chance to react – though it was less than graceful, with how their skirts overlapped. Furina stared up at Lumine with shock, stammering wordlessly while the blonde traveler smiled, a mischievous glimmer in her eye.

"I've got a question for you, Lady Furina – in operas, how much do you enjoy twist villains?"

"... Oh," Furina squeaked finally, her cheeks red – though her next words made Lumine soften the act a bit; "I – I, um… You're really…?"

"Yeah. Unless you don't want me to?"

"N-no! I mean – yes? I – mngh…"

The verbal stumbling made Lumine laugh, and Furina huffed petulantly, squirming in place with a thoroughly flustered expression.

"Just… Stop when I say so, okay?!"

"Promise. I won't push it."

Furina hesitated, gauging Lumine's sincerity before letting out a soft breath and nodding – only to tense when the traveler dug her fingers into her sides, wasting no time to profit off of the okay.

"Now, let's see how loud you can really sing…"

"AahhaaaAAH – Wait wait wahahait –!"

As Clorinde and Paimon rounded the bend again, they were greeted with Lumine helping a very breathless-looking Furina to her feet, slinging an arm around her shoulders to support the wobbly-legged damsel with an amused look to their companions.

"Unfortunately, Madameoiselle Crabaletta did a number on her… I think we might have to give up on the rest of this trip."

Clorinde sighed haplessly, shaking her head; "It's alright… It wouldn't be the first time. Come on, let's get back to the city…"

"... Haah, haah… S-sorry, everyone…"

Paimon giggled, collecting Furina's hat from the ground as they began their trek homeward and trying it on her own head, giving Lumine a knowing side-eye.

"It's okay! Paimon had fun anyway! What about you, Traveler?"

"Yeah – lots of fun. We should do this again soon."

Lumine grinned, drumming her fingers against Furina's side where they rested just to make her flinch and giggle, leaning into the traveler a little harder and ducking down to hide a giddy smile.

Furina loves being human – especially now that she has proper friends to be human with.

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin tickles #furina #clorinde #lumine #paimon #lee!furina #ler!lumine #ler!tea party...????#oh my god. women.#trying to be the change i want to see in the genshin content tag #ive had ENOUGH of all your little gayboys and husbandos or whatever. what about the GIRLS #what about the CUTIE PIES #yeah neuvillette as a lee is cute or whatever but listen. arlecchino #uh huh uh huh wriothesley yeah yeah FURINA #ALSO NAVIA IS RIGHT THERE!!!!!!!!!#coughs. anyway #my fic

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frtools · 6 months

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Over the coming week I'll be ensuring the configuration for the website hosting is backed up such that I can take the website down this Friday and maybe bring it back up at a later date when money allows.

Because of how hosting on Microsoft Azure works, the most I could do is move the site to a free tier which removes my ability to have background processes such as the discord bot and item fetcher. And is also terribly slow. The only part of the site that will remain working at that point is the skintester and code snippets. But the FR data (genes, breeds, etc) will gradually go out of date whenever there is an update unless I manually run an update from my pc. Item data will not be update live(ish) anymore either. I'll would probably keep the storage and database intact as their cost mostly comes from usage, not existence.

All this though, for an extremely subpar and heavily degraded experience with a lot of functionality nonlonger working. So I'm just going to take the website down, all or nothing I feel is better than removing stuff people have grown accustomed to.

Thank you for those who helped keep the going these past few months, the help has been tremendous but it looks like capitalism wins this battle.

Thank you FR community for letting me make this, for standing by me with understanding and letting me serve you with a helping hand where Flight Rising itself refused.

.Nensec

#fr tools #frtools #flight rising #flightrising #fr

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voiceofsword · 14 days

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hi mimi :] guess who got new "matching" voicelines . i think i might be a bit delusional but it's a saga in my HEART and i will now rough tl/paraphrase them for you as i haven't the time to do it properly atm ( i'm at work but i had to inform you asap )

niki: i'm developing new recipes for a cooking segment on a new show i was put in charge of ! i'm thinking of focusing on spring vegetables ..

rinne: ( yawn ) i went out with niki early in the morning to dig up bamboo shoots, and we stayed there until pretty late in the evening, i've been so tired .. i think i'll sleep a bit now

niki: rinnekun told me spring was a great time for picnics, so i'm going to make a bento ! what would go nicely in it .. 💭

i swore there was another one but i don't feel like checking the shop atm to see if i missed a line . will update you if i did o7

WAUUGHHH THANK YOU... IVE SEEN A FEW COMICS ABT THEM BUT HAVENT GOTTEN THEM MYSELF so thank u so much for keeping me updated. now i will ramble

thinking about rinne being like (grumble grumble) why am i up this early (grumble grumble) damn you niki (in spite of agreeing to drive him the night before).... but still driving him, and joining him in digging up the bamboo shoots, and they end up having such a good time that he forgot he was even that tired at all to begin with. cue rinne and niki sitting in silence for like 5 mins in the car before he starts playing stuff from a playlist he made for the two of them and they immediately start singing/humming along

and in the following bento line i can imagine that happening almost before rinnes, like oh, bc rinnes doing this for me ill make us some food since he said spring is nice for picnics :) itll be fun and yummy food is always good~ (not just thinking about the food, obviously, but specifically remembering that tiny detail and wanting to Share That with the person he loves)

so by the time they have a few bags of bamboo shoots and are exhausted and covered in dirt nikis like ta dah!!! i made us bentos!! and rinnes thankful but also like omg, is this a date, does niki like me? i wouldve gotten dressed nicer 😳😳 nikikyun, you shoulda told meeee (super teasing, everyone knows theyre dating, hes being silly) and niki jokingly smacks him like no way! not like you wouldve done the laundry today anyway!! (but makes no attempt to reject the date idea) and and and.

idk i just started thinking about this scenario, i always love the "oh i have to do this thing" and the other immediately joining in like "well duh obviously i gotta go with you" both in the more serious sense and with more everyday activities like this, as much as they complain they treasure each others company so much IM DEADDDDDDD

#mimthinks #sorry for messy messy doodle but ive been so artblocked aaHH (SCREAMING CAT)#anyways thank u so much eve again for tl <3 and thinking of me aaAAA IM FLATTERED!! AGAIN!!!!#hope everyone missed my word vomit posts (crowd boos)

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fearforthestorm · 11 months

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hey hi mcytblr i have a polite request to make of y'all! this is my streamer his name is viking and he's a pathetic wet cat who lost horribly in the mcytblr sexyman bracket and my favorite hobby is bullying him. he's doing this thing where - see the embedded short - for every subscriber he gains, he has to place down another iron block in his 2-year hardcore world! and like yeah i know iron is farmable and stuff but he still has to actually place the blocks and do you know how annoying and hilarious it would be if he had to place down a shit ton of blocks. it would be so funny, and also like come on if i don't constantly do everything i can to make his life harder am i even trying.

sooooooooo, that said, if you're so inclined, please subscribe to him and/or reblog this post to help me bully my streamer :>

(and, hey, if you wanna watch some of his actual videos before you just subscribe to this guy because someone on tumblr said it would be funny, that's TOTALLY understandable - may i recommend his Life Loss episode 1?)

okay that's all, thanks very much for your time i appreciate it o7

[Video description: a YouTube short filmed in Minecraft, featuring VikingPilot narrating to the camera as he plays.

"So in my hardcore world, people keep asking me, what is that?"

The video shows a tall mountain of about 2,000 iron blocks.

"To which I say, it's a mountain of iron, duh! But it got me thinking, what if we made it bigger? For every subscriber this video gets, i will add one iron block. Yes, that means YOU can make ME do more work! Will we end up with a massive mountain-"

Cut to a huge mountain range of solid iron-

"-Or, will I have one block?"

Cricket chirping noises as his character crouches on a single iron block.

"The choice is yours! I'll check back in on this in a couple days."

/end VD]

#.lyr #mcyt #mcytblr #vikingpilot #Youtube #mcyt described #is that an actual used tag? idk. puttin it there anyway lol

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curly-daily · 3 months

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just wanted to say I love your dedication!!! making art every day must be hard but the world needs more cave story so keep at it o7 plus the experimentation of art styles is really cool

it's hard work but it's fun!! i'll keep at it as long as i can my friend tumblr user idioticbaka1824

#cave story #curly brace #dadicalart #day 270 #ask

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sunshine-in-a-bottle · 10 months

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Can I have thing where Dream shrink in prison and find Punz after and is cuddled and snuggled and comforted and loved pls? 👉👈

Sowy

Wish is my command o7

"I've got you, Dream." Punz's voice was like low, rumbling thunder. He could feel the vibrations of their chest against his figure, small and tucked away in an inner pocket of their hoodie. It was warm inside, but not suffocating like his prison cell. Compressing, maybe, a heavy blanket.

His only warning was the sound of water bubbling down a creek before Punz leaped, sending his heart into his throat and making his long-empty stomach turning dangerously. He would have even flown out of the pocket, maybe, if it hadn't been for Punz's hand instantly holding it down, keeping him largely unjostled.

"Shit, you okay?" Punz's voice sounded worried. If Dream pressed his ear close, maybe he could even feel the fearful flutter of their heartbeat. "I'm sorry, that'll be the last one, just didn't want to risk swimming through with you here."

Dream hummed an affirmative. He wasn't sure he had the energy to do much else.

The prison had taken away a large number of his abilities, whether through pure exhaustion or through the commands meant to keep an admin from escaping. Admittedly, the ability to shrink hadn't been considered simply because he'd forgotten he'd had it, but even if he remembered, it likely wouldn't have been coded in anyway; It wasn't a very useful ability when you could be killed just by being stepped on.

Dream was creative, though, and when Techno had disappeared without warning, he knew he'd be the one who would pay the price, so he got to work. Sam couldn't feel much through his armor, didn't even notice the half ounce of weight gripping his leg. It was a terrifying twenty minutes of fearing what would happen if he was discovered, but it was worth it when Sam had bolted out of prison, and Dream felt fresh air for the first time in months.

He didn't grow back when he got out of sightline. He was running on spite and adrenaline, and the instant he stopped long enough to grow, he would pass out. Too risky. Too much. His body would simply have to wait, as it always did.

(Punz had been alarmed when they looked down to see Dream, but their touch was as tender as always as they dripped the tiniest drop healing and regen atop his head. They removed their favorite pocket knife from its place and slipped Dream there instead, right next to their heart. No matter what he was or how he appeared, he was still their Dream.)

"We're home." Punz sighed. There was a creaking of a door as it swung open and shut, and then the chill that had been fighting to get to Dream from inside the pocket abruptly disappeared.

Punz's boots clicked as they walked across the floorboards. "Are you able to grow back now or should I set something up?"

A hand made its way into the pocket. Delicately, it pulled Dream out and onto the palm of Punz's hand, cupping the sides to prevent him from falling.

"Can't... I'll pass out." Dream mumbled, turning on his side to grasp at their pinky finger. The man holding him scoffed, but their expression was soft.

"There's no shame in passing out after this whole thing- but if that's what you want."

"I do." Dream whispered, and the thumb that petted him was the kindest touch he'd felt in a lifetime.

Punz set him down on the bed below- yet another measure of safety, in case Dream had fallen- before shucking off their boots and socks. Their sweatshirt landed on the floor in a heap, and then their hand returned, using the back of the thumbnail to lift his prison shirt up.

"Punz," Dream grabbed at their thumb with flushed cheeks, trying to push them away, to hide his scarred and vulnerable underbelly.

"Just wanna get those off you." Punz assured him. "They look absolutely gross, dude, that can't be comfortable."

They weren't. Blood was tacky between his shoulderblades, making the uniform stick to him like a second skin. The material was grimy and rough and uncomfortable after- after Quackity's many visits, and there were holes in the legs of his pants that made them practically useless for coverage.

Still, Dream highly doubted Punz magically had doll clothes perfectly his size.

"Just- give me something else to cover up with, and I'll take them off."

Punz obediently stepped away, and Dream took a minute to breathe.

He watched them rummage through the closet, humming low. He couldn't help the way his heart swelled with fondness, even as he tried to push it down and feign neutrality. The safety of their bed and their hands had brought his defenses low, and watching them grin triumphantly at their find, he couldn't find himself to be upset about it.

"If you give me a sock, I'll kill you." Dream called.

Punz rolled their eyes. "You're too small for a sock. Here-!"

They tossed a something long and satin-like onto the bed, and when he went to turn it in his fingers, he realized it was a scarf.

"Why's this so silky?"

"I can't wear things for fashion now?" Punz raised a teasing eyebrow.

"It's impractical." Dream argued, even as he dutifully removed his shirt. Punz closed his eyes while he did, much to Dream's relief

"This is why I pick our date outfits."

Dream grumbled, but the feeling of fabric so gentle of his skin was a welcome relief, and he swore as soon as he was strong enough to grow again, he would clean the blood off his back. He pulled the scarf around him like a lengthy toga, ignoring the way it trailed behind him in favor of collapsing back into the mattress.

"I'm good."

In one smooth movement, Punz swept the prison clothes off the bed. Dream felt the mattress bounce him as his partner settled next to him. He let his eyes close, uncaring even as familiar hands once again lifted him up to cradle him in their palm.

"You're so pretty." Punz said. He sounded adoring. It made Dream's stomach clench.

"I look disgusting."

"Never." They nuzzled his figure, and all Dream could register was the warmth of their cheek. "You're always beautiful to me."

His breath stuttered as they kissed him quick. It covered almost his whole body, and Dream felt fuzzy with the affection.

"My love." Dream said, because it was okay to love Punz in the privacy of their room. It was okay to be loved, when he was with the person he trusted most.

"My love." Punz said in return, and the fingers that petted Dream were nothing less than reverent.

#my writing #suds asks #drunz #sorry that took so long I am zooming

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ghostforwhat · 11 months

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when you’re off of work would you please elaborate on your hannibal service top agenda,,, please my family is starving

i don’t want anyone to starve so obviously I will extrapolate on the service top aspect of Hannibal Lecter o7!! I am going to get so carried away and I apologize in advance.

Alright going to start this off by saying I do think they’re vers but only in regards to each other, I think for canon relationships, Will has a tendency to allow himself to be directed while Hannibal loves to orchestrate. With each other, though, it grows increasingly and alluringly complicated. Arguments could be made and subsequently thrown out depending on what part of the show you’re watching and post fall is an entire free-for-all because you can’t tell me two grown men survive murder-suicide via cliff and then settle into the puritanical rigidity of who tops and who bottoms.

Okay that being said, honestly i could make the case that both of them lean more toward making sure whoever they’re with is getting the most out of the encounter (maybe for different reasons; the popular trope of Will’s empathy causing a sort of blissful feedback loop and in Hannibal’s case, it stands to reason the politeness overlaps with a challenging sort of hedonism, he’s in control and playful about it) but I think that specifically for Hannibal, Will’s reactions are what he’s constantly seeking and then hoarding. Like. Will responding to stimuli that Hannibal presents is basically the premise of the show and Hannibal very clearly gets off on that, maybe not anywhere explicitly but we see shots of his pupils dilating, his gaze always caught on Will, licking his lips, all in response to Will reacting to him. It’s very rare he’s outright hungry at the beginning of a conversation or interaction, he seems to maintain a sense of aloofness until Will snarks or baits or replies or even defers and then, it’s as though he’s desperate to see more. I'm not getting into the whole them eating meals together because I'll devolve very quickly but like. just keep in mind the way Hannibal watches Will eat, as though he savors Will instead of the meal he cooked. Right. Okay. He gets caught up in Will’s responses very quickly, enraptured and almost stupid about it and trying to immediately trigger more which!! Goes hand and hand with him doing very uh lets say unique acts of service (the malewife jokes are only half jokes); the breakfasts & dinners, the driving, the caretaking. Yes all that’s manipulative but to Hannibal, that doesn’t negate that it’s still getting him the responses he wants and that’s also maybe why he’s so quick to say they’re friends because he’s viewing it as a form of relationship building and quite frankly, that is the only way that man knows how to build relationships; he sets himself up as a crutch and then breaks your leg and unfortunately at that point, for Will, for Jack, for Abigail, for Bedelia, for Chiyoh, you are too grateful to be standing that you forget he’s the reason you can’t do it on your own. The others I mentioned learn either very quickly or very (in painful irony) rudely that he is only a crutch as long as he enjoys it, as long as he can benefit from holding you aloft.

However. In Will’s case, he tries to remove himself and finds that it’s him who can’t stand and he’s immediately resentful and desperate to take back that ability, leaving another gift, another act of service, for Will to prove that he can still provide it and detrimentally putting himself on the map for Jack and Mason in the process. He’s so eager to have Will’s response, he waits at his own fucking crime scene. Will gives him what he wants and he’s too overwhelmed to respond with any sort of power or immediate selfishness, he runs again. And then. Muskrat Farms and his surrender. I feel like I don’t even need to explain why that backs up my case here, that man is so so ready to rescue and then surrender all because Will’s involved; two things he’s never done in his entire life, they essentially reduce him to this almost pathetic thing and it doesn’t give him pause at all because again, they’re acts of service whether Will wants them at that point or not. Like Bedelia said it best, he’s obsessed, he wants every reaction, every word, every sigh and curse, he’s very single-minded about getting them and he doesn’t care who he has to hurt, himself or others, to get them. Now, combine all that and the cliff scene and tell me that man doesn’t spend every second they’re in a bed together completely and utterly focused on Will and Will alone.

#NORTH UR PFP THREW ME OFF I WAS LIKE HELLO RANDOM BLOG I WILL ELABORATE YES #but also hiiiii what are you doing for the rest of your life and can it be me #haha jk....unless?#i'm literally holding so much back lmao like i didn't even touch on Will's response and manipulation of that behavior #tdlr when i write top hannibal its always going to be him makin will come like 3 times before he even remembers to get off n i stand by tha #so so sorry for this but also i am not at all and am completely correct #top hannibal can be good #theres just an overabundance of sadist/power topping which doesn't always mesh well i feel like idk #that man is hungry in every possible way for Will and when youre starved you don't stop to see if youre full you eat until you can't #but then again what do i know i am a dom Will advocate at heart #be he gentle or not #teacupmotif #asks !

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scarletsaphire · 6 months

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26 gray ghost AT YOUR SERVICE o7

you're the best thank you

26 - Kisses while giggling

Send me a number and a ship and I'll write a snippet!

Valerie climbed up on top of the dumpster, grabbing hold of the ledge of the roof, and pulled herself up. It was easier than it had been a few months before, but practice would do that to you. She made her way to the center of the roof until she arrived at the only clean spot. Danny was already sitting there, waiting for her, his soft glow only visible from up here.

She took the seat next to him and pulled the bag out of her backpack, setting it in front of him. "I believe that will cover it," she said.

Danny opened the bag, scanning through the contents. As if she didn't know his order by heart. "Everything is accounted for," he said. He grabbed a couple of french fries and tossed them into his mouth. "You're good to go whenever you need," he said, his mouth still full.

"I'm going to wait for you to finish at least," Valerie replied. "It's only fair."

"You don't have to," he said. "Our deal is complete. No need to waste any more of your time hanging around this dump."

Valerie laughed. Dump was a nice way of describing the Nasty Burger, in her opinion, but she did work there, so it probably wasn't a fair comparison. "You're the one who keeps getting food here."

"Maybe its because I want to keep seeing you around."

Valerie rolled her eyes. "We can meet wherever you want to meet. You have my number."

"Yeah," Danny said with a dopey smile. "I do."

"You could stand to use it more," Valerie remarked. "You sent me what, three texts in as many days?"

"It's not my fault I was stuck in the ghost zone the whole time! Be glad I got you that many."

"Yeah, yeah, but you're the one who got arrested."

Danny angrily took another bite of fries. "Walker's rules are bullshit and we both know it."

"I'm not saying their not," Valerie said. "I'm saying you shouldn't have gotten caught."

"I said I was sorry!" Danny complained.

"And I said that I forgive you!" Valerie said with a laugh. "And I do." She leaned over and kissed him, scrunching up her nose at the fry grease on his lips. She wiped it away quickly.

"I don't know, that didn't look like you forgave me," Danny said, setting the bag down to the side.

Valerie narrowed her eyes at him. "What do you mean?"

"You wiped away the kiss!" Danny protested. "Obviously that means I'm not forgiven."

"No, you just taste like french fries," Valerie argued. Danny didn't listen to her. He rolled over on top of her, pinning her down, and started to try and kiss her face. Lucky, Valerie had managed to keep her hands unpinned to fend him off.

"Acshept my love," he said through her fingers.

"No!" she protested, laughing the whole time. "My hands are already covered in grease from working with the stuff, I don't need it on my face too."

She knew that was a bad thing to say before she even finished saying it. Danny licked her hand before she could pull it away. "Doesn't take like fries to me," he said with a grin. "Still tastes good though."

"You are the worst," Valerie said, wiping his spit on her suit.

"Maybe," Danny agreed. "But I do win."

Valerie couldn't bring her hand up fast enough to block his next kiss attack, and when he got one in, he got more, planting them all over her cheeks, her lips, her nose, and her forehead. Even when she turned her head to try and escape, he started kissing her ear, her jaw, and her neck instead. He only stopped once she managed to push her arms back between them, a much harder feat with them both giggling as much as they were.

When she finally did manage to push him off of her, her first move was to, once again, try and get the grease off of her face. The good news was it had mostly come off during the first couple kisses, so she only needed to focus on wiping off her nose and one cheek. "Weren't you supposed to be patrolling? That was the whole point of the bribe."

Danny nodded. "Yeah, but the blob ghost round up can wait a couple more minutes. You're more important."

Valerie didn't have anything to throw at him, otherwise she would've. "Go get to work," she said with a laugh.

Danny gave a lazy salute. "Whatever you say babe." He disappeared, the fast food bag disappearing with him.

#danny phantom #danny phantom fanfiction #danny fenton #ask game #gray ghost #i started the scene fully intending to fill the brief #but they didnt want to be serious they just wanted to have silly good time.#so this is what it is instead.

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