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Sukuna that has a big fat crush on his lil bro Yuuji's upperclassmen friend that tutors him🤭💞

SHAPESHIFTED: RYOMEN SUKUNA

she was there, sitting beautifully and started filling the room, it was hard not to notice her glisten, when all the lights in the room— even the moon that peaks from the creek of the window darted like a spotlight on her, ‘your eyes might not be the color of the ocean but I get drown just by taking a secret glance, how do you do that? shapeshited and makes me fall in love with you?’

content warning: fluff, nothing else

sorry it takes me a lot of time to write this, I'm busy working on my thesis right now, and sorry I don't make exactly like your request but I hope you enjoy it 😊

THIS WAS FROM SUKUNA'S POV

UH OH, I'M FALLING IN LOVE

the moon is bright and the day is still young, i was just walking downstairs when i heard my brother's voice alongside a soft, feminine unfamiliar one. i kept my feet moving until i was able to see who the voice belonged to. she is sitting there with her small back facing me, body so tiny i'm afraid her friends had to lose her every time they were walking in the crowd. i keep on looking at her small frame until the brother of mine snaps me out of my own thought.

“sukuna.”

and just like that, she turned around, finally showing me how pretty someone could get with a honey voice like that. and suddenly, our eyes locked and if this is what people tell you about love at first sight i think they're having no idea what they were talking about. it doesn't make my head fuzzy and the world doesn't stop moving and the noise isn't running faded into the background like the movie show, but this? i feel hurt inside my chest like my heart alone wants to run and give it to her by itself.

she stands, showing me the biggest and the brightest someone could ever smile, it's beautiful, it's like a symbol of happiness, she looks happy, she looks like art even. and art was supposed to make you feel something, maybe that could explain why my heart is trembling. a quiet curiosity was planted into my chest, brain and I knew it was only a matter of time before she sunk beneath my bones, nurtured this deep-seated unfamiliarity into love so fierce, yet blithering, carefree and unconcerned, hopefully— that I would question if I had ever been in love before.

my hand becomes one with her, skin to skin as she takes my hand for her to hold— wishing it could stay longer after the void of nothingness hugging my hand back. she introduced herself to me but all I could hear was just the thunder underneath my flesh, underneath my ribs. yuji looking at me weirdly, doesn't get used to the way I reacted, i can feel his brown big eyes practically narrowing at me, but I choose not to pay him attention.

“she's going to tutor me, please don't do anything stupid or make too much noise,” he warned me. i flutter my eyes before catching a sight of him with his eyebrows up to his forehead. I rolled my eyes before waving my hand, and dismissed him off as if it meant nothing— well, It is, indeed. I'm a quiet person, unlike him, I'm not a menace to society. “yeah, yeah, whatever,” in boredom, i said to him and brought my feet to walk away from the living room to go to the kitchen.

i take a pack of cheese out of the fridge and slam it lightly on the counter. put pressure on the counter with my two palms before letting out a sigh. looking at the invisible living room, hoping my eyes suddenly had an x-ray superpower to take a glimpse of her again but to fail. “of course, what the fuck was I thinking?” a mumble under my breath could be heard. dramatically, I put my hand to my chest— hesitation felt in my blood. as I was feeling the thunder in my heart, I wail.

my knee abruptly turns into jelly, no longer having the ability to support my body as I slide down to the floor, back sticking to the wall of the counter. “what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck— what the fuck?!” I yell in whispered, finger pointing at my heart with narrowed eyes. “what the fuck is wrong with you?” I asked, hoping there was some machine error inside of me that's gonna be the cause of whatever was happening inside.

“you like her,” there's a whisper.

I laugh humourless, forcing myself. “yeah, bless her delusional heart,” I scoff while rolling my eyes. I do not like her, in fact, I despise her. her weirdly bright smile does not give me a whole damn zoo, her honeyed voice does not calm my nerves. she's not gonna be something I be thinking about for a whole week. she's just my brother's friend. just looking at her I can tell she's gonna be an annoying person and weird. “right, she must be a bitch,” I mumble, talking gibberish just so I can convince myself.

“she's beautiful, doesn't she?” that whisper again.

I went quiet for a moment, getting pulled by nostalgia back to a moment ago. my red eyes stared at nothingness dreamingly without I realized. the smile she gave kept replaying inside my head like a broken record, “yeah, she's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.” the whisper could be heard, over and over again, hypnotising me to keep thinking about her.

“you like her, don't you?”

“do I?”

the whispered whispering in my ear as I felt a hot wind clouding my ear. and that time I realized that it wasn't my head tricking me, that wasn't some demon or angel like you see in movies whispering to someone. “oh you sure do,” again with the whispering. quickly I snap my neck to the side only to find yuji with his ugly ass face close to me. “what the fuck— Yuji!” he laughed as I jumped in surprise.

he stands straight as he puts both hands inside his pocket. “you look stupid, what are you doing sitting there?” he asks, smiling knowingly while his eyebrows arise. I cleared my throat before shrugging my shoulder, “just chilling,” I mumbled. he just kept looking at me for a while before rolling his eyes. “man, you're so weird when you're in love, so fucking weird,” he sight and walk away. i stand in second, “what the fuck do you mean?” I asked, feeling offended obviously. he just waved his hands nonchalantly without looking back.

“uh oh, am I falling in love?”

OH NO, I'M FALLING IN LOVE

“is that blood?”

she looked up at me blankly, no thought behind those eyes, looking dumbfounded as she battled her eyelashes like she was trying to process the information. “y/n, is that blood?” I asked again. “no?” she answered with another question. I rolled my eyes, “that's not a question you were supposed to answer with another question,” I told her, seeing her white skirt got stained with something red. she pulled her skirt, showing me a quite big scar on her knee, “i fell,” she whimpered as if she was about to cry. her big doe eyes looking at me with quiver lips. I bit my lower lip, trying to contain myself from laughing and cooing at how cute she looked right now.

“wait here.”

I patted her head before going to the kitchen and coming back with a box of first aid kits in hand. I sit myself next to her and pull her closer by her under the knee. “you're so clumsy,” I mumble— treating her wounds. I took a glimpse of her before looking down at her knee. a light chuckle left me without I realized. there she is, eyes shut tightly, one hand covers her mouth while the other one knead with eyebrows narrowed— oh god, she's so cute.

“don't laugh,” she wailed, hitting my shoulder lightly.

again, I laugh, “sorry y/n, you're just too cute— alright, I'm done.”

after, I brought my face to look at her only to find her face changed into bright red as if all of her blood was rushing to her head. “are you okay?” I asked, worried if her wounds might be the cause of her state. “—your face is red, are you feeling hurt?” I asked again. my backhand touched her forehead, “you're burning, should we go to the doctor? I think yuji—”

“you shouldn't say something like that so casually,” she finally opened her mouth but her voice came out nearly whispering. I feel my forehead frown when the confusion consumes me. “huh? what?” she stared at me for a while, and I never knew that ‘for a while’ could bring so many things to my veins. they're doing it again, the hurt in my chest, the adrenaline rushing through my blood. my heart beating so fast it's literally banging on my flesh, so loud I'm afraid she can hear it.

she smiles, “I'm fine.”

I cleared my throat as I looked away for a second before pointing at her skirt. “go change your skirt, it's dirty. yuji might take a while to come home and I refuse to let you ride your stupid bike again after the stunt you pulled,” I said. she's open her mouth, about to protest before I look at her with a stern look, making her change her mind in a split second without me even realising. so without saying anything I went to my room and came back with a black shorts. “thanks,” she mumbled softly as her hand reached the shorts before going to the bathroom. I wait for her to change and sit in the living room, switching the tv on.

for a few minutes, I sat there in silence until she was slowly sitting back at the end of the sofa. my mind went blank with the tv noise as a background sound while pleasing her with a glance one to two— she looked straight to the tv but I know she watched nothing. pretty little hands fiddling with the fabric of my shorts that she's wearing. and maybe that's not gonna stay mine any longer since she looked better in it than me. would it be weird if I wanted her to keep the short? especially when I'm not her boyfriend.

“did yuji know you're here?” I asked, not very fond of the silence that filled the room, also trying not to corrupt my mind with something I shouldn't think about. “yeah, but he hasn't replied yet, but we made a plan a week ago, so yeah..” I nodded. just like that we flew back again to where we were before— silences.

we stay like that for a good minute until I hear soft giggles, making me turn my head to look at where the sound comes from— her. her eyes were already looking at me, “why do you keep looking at me?” she asked. I was stunned, mouth shut as I realized I never looked away from her. “you staring, am I that beautiful for you to keep your eyes on me?” she jokingly said, another fit of soft giggles leave her pretty mouth, making me smile in return. I kept looking for a while then nodded, “yeah, you're that beautiful,” I breathe. and just like that her smile quickly faded into the void and faced the other way. I feel giddy seeing her shy state and this time, my turn to giggle.

“are you shy, y/n?” I asked.

she quickly hid her face with the palms of her hands, looking away. I move closer, “are you shy, y/n?” I asked again, teasingly as I poked her shoulder. a muffled voice of squealing could be heard. she moved her shoulder as I kept on poking her. I hold her wrist and pull it out of her face only for her to stiffen her hands and giggle. “oh come on, let me see that beautiful face of yours,” I laughed a little. she shook her head and again, tried to turn away. I kept on pulling her hands, and the moment I successfully pulled her hands away, it was already too late to realize that our face was an inch away.

her cheeks were crimson red, plump lips were slightly open as her hot breath touched my cheeks. and again, everything starts to blur, noise muffled to the background. I force my lips to put on a tight line for a moment as I look into her eyes to her lips, suddenly having the urge to kiss her. it's not like I don't have the urge to kiss her every time for nearly two months, but this time? I feel like I'm gonna die and regret the way I live for the rest of my life if I don't feel the softness of her lips in mine.

“can I kiss you?” so I asked, whispering.

“yes,” she whispered back.

I never realized a single word can mean so much to me. who knows an agreement from someone can make my heart beat so fast but this time I'm not afraid if she heard the beating, I want her to hear the beating, I want her to know that my heart already belonged to her way before I have the right to, as if it was hers in the first place. my eyes widened after the second I realized, oh no, I'm falling in love.

OH, I'M FALLING IN LOVE

“are you there?” a soft voice from the other side asks.

I let out a sigh, unintentionally making a cloud of smoke in the air while I hugged my body with one hand while the other one pressed the tiny technology in my ear. “physically yes, mentally is debatable,” I told her. shivering got nailed in my body, caused by the cold weather. I chew my lips, hoping it starts to warm soon. soft smile printed on my lips after I hear angelic giggles from the other side, “oh please, don't be party pooper, I'll be there with you in a second,” she said.

I waited a moment before my body got slammed into the tree by something tiny and soft. a hand pulled my neck before the warmness touched my lips. I let out a relief breath as I made a circle around the waist of her. my eyes closed, following the way her lips moved on mine. “that's not fair, y/n, you can't corrupt me with something like that,” I complained after the kisses broke. she smiles, “but you love it.” I rolled my eyes in annoyance before smiling back at her.

she opened her bag and pulled out something pink. my eyebrows instantly lifted as I caught her eyes sparkling. “what is it?” I ask, cautiously. she wrapped my neck with the ‘something pink’ that turns out to be a scarf. “It's cold, you should wear something to keep you warm,” she said, still smiling. “but it's pink,” again, I complained. this time, it was her turn to raise her eyebrows. “yeah, and?” she asked, looking confused as if I said something stupid with the oblivion. “i know it is pink,” she chuckled.

“i don't want to wear it, it's pink. I mean, did you even look at me? the tattoo on my face? the red in my eyes?”

she became more confused, “it doesn't match my vibe,” I told her, only for her to roll her eyes. “oh please, you look cute,” she sang happily, fixing the scarf around my neck. “but I don't want to look cute, please take this off,” I argued while trying to take the scarf off. she slap my hand in return, “but I made this for you,” she pouting, eyes almost looking like a dog. I was stunned, eyes wide open with her beautiful reflection in my iris. “you made this?” she nodded, still pouting. I let out a sigh, “fine.” out of thin air, the sparkle that was before lost in her eyes now bolting back, brightening it before I even realised.

under the cold weather, those eyes and all the sparkle made me feel warm. I could wear anything pink, from head to toe, I could do anything just so I could get to see those eyes simmering with the warmth of happiness. her and those eyes, I'm willing to kiss the ground she walked to, each step, if it means her eyes would be on me.

“kuna, come on, walk faster!”

she looked behind her— me, smiling with her hand that was covered with a thick glove waving at me. “be careful, it's slippery,” I told her. she stopped for a moment to hold my hand and softly dragged me to the fun fair. I watched her frame from behind, eyeing the way her body moved, gracefully like art in motion. her cheeks blended with crimson pomegranates as if all of the splendour of winter bent to her will. people say everything was a reflection of lights, and maybe that could explain her, she was the combination of all the prettiest light that exists.

she's beautiful and adorable and warm and everything in between. the first time you meet someone you're not gonna notice the waves of their hair, but the first I meet her I notice each wave, the way she stands, and speak, and smiles, her face becomes something I'll be thinking about next week, and five months ago I don't even know she exists but now i don't know if I'll still exist if she's not here.

she's more beautiful than any flower, she's like gold at the end of a rainbow, she's like a light of sunshine beneath the thunderstorm. just like the old poem said, If I had told the sea about her, what I felt about her, it would have left its shores, its shells, its fish, and followed me. its would have been filled with curiosity about the girl who's been shaking the sky and sea, the cause of my religiously praying when I don't even believe in god.

how does she shapeshifted like this? she becomes something I admire. the things that I usually overlook now become something that I desire. how did she do that? how did she make me fall in love with her?

oh, I'm falling in love.

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tillthelandslide · 8 months

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Same For You (7) Hate Missing You

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(6) The Dinner

Series Warnings: slow burn romance, eventual smut, age gap, complicated relationship (low-key unhealthy dynamics), eventual love...

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A/n: hi everyone 👋 just wanted to say a huge thank you to all the support on this series so far, it means a lot to me. I hope you continue to enjoy it, let me know what you think, my inbox is always open so share your thoughts, predictions, what you'd like to see, who you're rooting for, whatever 💞 also once again, next part will be posted once this reaches 100 notes :) - love Lou

She had been avoiding both of them like the plague. She had seen Charli a few times, the girls going for drinks a few times, but neither of the men were mentioned once, a clear rule y/n set down the moment they were with each other. She was thankful Charli didn't mention it, she didn't press, didn't demand a reason as to why she didn't want to talk about either of the guys. She had even spoken to George a few times and seen him twice, the two of them chilling in his and Charli's house and sharing ideas for songs, Y/n sharing some demos that George took to work on.

The distance didn't stop either of them from constantly texting or calling her. They both started to get worried when she took a while to reply, or didn't pick up the phone. She would text back hours after their messages were sent, with an excuse, although most of the time they were in fact true, such as "sorry been writing with this artist" which was true, but she had only allowed said artists to book time in with her so she could distract herself.

She was currently sitting in the garage, working with an independent artist called Emma, she had written a song for her and they were currently recording it. She currently was sat alone at her computer, they were taking a quick break so Emma could smoke in her back garden, outside the shed. She's distracted by the buzzing of her phone, Matty's name lighting up her screen with a picture they had taken from the day they got coffee. She had since changed his name, seeing "bestie" every time he called was just confusing her further.

Emma walks back in as she stares at her phone.

"You can take that if you want" she says and y/n shakes her head.

"no it's okay" she says, turning her phone over so their picture isn't staring back at her.

"Nothing important" she tells herself this although she knows it's a lie. She missed hearing his excited voice on the other side of the phone, missed the late night phone calls when he'd ramble about music and art. They finish the song and Emma leaves, by that point it's pretty late at night.

When she eventually looks at her phone she sees 6 missed calls from Matty and 4 messages, 4 missed calls from Ross and 6 messages. She sighs deeply texting both of them the same message.

"Sorry was in the studio working with a girl called Emma" it only takes a minute to receive two texts back.

"Been working a lot recently, don't wear yourself out love... P.s miss you xx" - Ross

"No worries darling, look at you go aye! Miss you xx" - Matty

She ignores both messages, leaving her home studio and returning to her house.

The truth is she misses them both, so much. But she needed time to think, not that she had done much of that. She had been making herself busy so she was distracted and it didn't leave much time to think. She wasn't doing herself any favors and she knew that.

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The band do their usual set in the usual bar in Soho, the same, usual people standing right at the front. Her eyes flick to the back table where they're usually sat, but she doesn't spot them. Charli is sat with George, and their overlapping friendship groups. Carly and Adam are even here. But they aren't there. Ross and Matty...

They hadn't come. She shouldn't really be surprised, not only had she been avoiding the two of them but they were an internationally famous band who clearly had better things to do than seeing a small band perform. She knew they were on a break from touring, hence why she had seen so much of them recently, but she still wouldn't be surprised if they had other things to do.

The cheers from the crowd don't feel as good, not when she knows they aren't there screaming along. She didn't know what she expected, she had brought this upon herself. When they get off the stage her band goes to greet their friends, but she exits the building, grabbing a cigarette from her pack hidden in her pocket. She shakes the thought that she was being rude away from her brain. She hadn't officially met Carly yet and felt bad that she hadn't immediately went over and introduced herself, but she needed a fag, right now.

The door opens behind her and a pair of arms wrap around her frame, a sweet scent following behind them. Charli.

"You smashed it as always" she says, pulling back from the hug.

"Thanks" she murmurs, taking a sharp inhale of her cigarette.

Charli doesn't mention either of the men and she doesn't know whether she's thankful or whether she wants to hear the reason they're not here. She stays quiet, silently smoking her cigarette. The dark haired girl's hands finds her shoulders, pulling Yn so she's facing her. She had hoped they'd be here, that she was forced to see them, she could tell herself it was out of her control, that she couldn't do anything about it. She could pretend she had no other choice, when in reality she just wanted to see them. Being without them both, was torture.

"Hey are you okay? What's going on with you?" She says and y/n sighs deeply. She wants to tell her, she wants to tell her everything. She knew she wouldn't judge and truly she was the only person she could see who wouldn't hate her for the whole situation. The band would say she's messing up their chances. George would probably feel entitled to tell his friends, for they were his best friends in the whole world. And she didn't have anyone else to tell. She couldn't tell either of the men in question because they wouldn't understand and she could (and probably would) lose both of them.

"I'm just tired Char... Promise" she drops her cigarette and allows Charli to pull her into a hug.

"If you need to tell me anything... I'm here" she says and y/n mumbles a thank you. One thing that the absence of Matty and Ross had caused was her close bond with Charli, she was thankful for that.

"Now come join us" so she does, she sits with Carly and Adam, introducing herself to the smiley girl. She compliments Y/n and her band, mentioning "the guys wouldn't shut about you... you put them to shame really" it makes her laugh and the three begin talking about all sorts. Matty and Ross slip from her mind a little bit, not fully disappearing but slightly less present. The group laughs and has fun and she's distracted again. Blissfully blocking both men out. Fairly successfully too.

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A pile of scrunched up papers are scattered around her, the studio floor barely visible through the white sheets. She arrived early this morning, surprised to see George already at the sound board, editing bits and bobs. She has avoided both Ross and Matty for exactly 6 days now, but she knew today that would come to an end, she'd be forced to be near them and she knew that her unclouded mind would be foggy again and she'd be right back at square one, just as confused as ever.

One particular loud sigh (among other annoyed, restless and agitated noises) draws George from his work at the computer, spinning around in the chair and looking at her.

She looked tired, bags were under her eyes and he noticed how her thumb on her left hand was bleeding slightly. He leaves the room, going to the bathroom of the studio and grabbing a sterile wipe and a plaster. He approaches her slowly, leaning down and sitting with her and even that doesn't draw her attention away from her notebook. He gently takes hold of her left hand, bringing it towards him, and that's what makes her look at him.

"What are you doing?" She asks, eyes briefly drifting away from her writing and landing on George's hand. It's a funny sight, his huge hand, the most gentle she had ever seen it, holding hers as he cleaned her abuse. It was a sweet moment, between two friends and she was thankful for it.

"You're bleeding love" the "oh" that falls from her lips before her eyes are back on her book and she's withdrawing her hand from him, tells him everything he needed to know. This was a common occurrence for her, they hadn't spent enough time alone together for him to know what she was like when she was anxious or agitated, he didn't know the tell tell signs of such feelings. But he takes her hand back into his as he tears the packet with his teeth.

"Let me do this for you okay?" He asks and she nods, allowing him to clean the wound, the blood (although not very much) sleeps into the wet fabric and it stings slightly. She flinches and he murmurs a sorry.

"Talk to me... What's up?" He asks. Truth is he didn't know her all that well, but he wanted to, just like Ross and Matty... Well maybe not just like them. He wanted to be her friend. They had spent a fair amount of time with each other but it was mostly for work. Of course, she was easy to get along with and George saw just as Matty and Ross did, that she was kind and a good person to be around. He cared for her already, he supposes that was something obvious about her, she drew people in, even just as friends. They wanted to know her.

"Nothing what are you talking about?" He furrows his eyebrows at her and scoffs.

"The scrunched up and ripped paper around the room says otherwise love"

"I just can't get this song right okay?" She says and he nods as he wraps her thumb in a plaster, letting her take her hand back.

"thanks"

"No worries... Whats the song about?" She thinks it's the first time in the whole time they've been working together, that someone has asked what the meaning of the song was and it throws her off for a second.

"I want to write a song about... how I always go after the wrong guy... Always end up getting my heart broken" she explains and George nods. He pulls her notebook and reads the words out loud.

"My brain twists and turns Craving for a touch that burns Every time I try to put myself first I drown in this pain, my heart might burst I wish it didn't have to hurt so much I'm in a million pieces, my soul I can't touch I'm screaming inside, my emotions I can't clutch" his eyebrows furrow, thinking about he words, before he looks up at her.

"what's wrong with this? It's good"

"i don't feel like it captures how I feel" he nods along.

"how do you feel?" It's a simple question, but the answer is far from simple, she doesn't know how to explain it, which is why she thinks she's struggling to get it into the paper in front of her.

"Okay... We're doing this then?" She asks and George looks confused, furrowing his eyebrows at her.

"What do you mean?"

"If I tell you, you have to promise it doesn't leave this room"

"of course... Now explain" she's thankful that he's there for her, that he wants to know. She's aware this is the first person she would've even hinted at how she was feeling.

"So I always seem to go for guys who just break my heart... And now... Hypothetically there might be a guy who is so god damn good and pure... And what... What if I don't deserve that? What if the reason I loved so hard before but ultimately got my heart broken .. is actually because I just don't deserve it and what if... I'm pushing him away because it might actually be good for once" she asks and George frowns.

"that's what I want to write about"

"Well purely hypothetically... If said guy is perhaps one of my best mates... Hypothetically I'd say you do deserve that love" she shakes her head at his words. She briefly wonders which one he's referring to, but shakes the thought from her mind.

"listen y/n... If you loved the wrong person that deeply, imagine how deeply you'll love the right one... And if they're the right person... They'll love you just as much"

"you're quite wise George Daniel" she leans her head onto his shoulder as a silent thank you and he smiles. She thinks about mentioning Matty, explaining that she felt something (although what and how deeply was not clear yet) but before she gets the chance, the door opens revealing both Matty and Ross who both smile at the sight of the two of them. Suddenly they're both right there again, stabbing at her heart and mystifying her brain , she realises her attempt to avoid them, to ice them out was futile because they're there, clouding her every thought, painting her brain with beautiful hews of Ross and Matty.

"Are you bonding?" Matty's voice rings out and both of them groan as they stand up.

"Shut up" George says as he returns to the sound desk. Matty walks towards her and is quick to pull her into a hug.

"hi" he says smiling down at her.

"Hi" she smiles back. Matty leaves to look at what George has been working on and she takes the time to walk over to Ross, who is smiling widely down at her.

"Hello stranger" he says and she feels guilty immediately but allows him to pull her to him, hugging her tightly. His lips graze her cheek quickly, not able to help himself. He breathes in her hair as he mumbled a "miss you". She's half expecting him to say something about how she was clearly avoiding him but he doesn't and she's unbelievably thankful for that.

She doesn't tell him she misses him back, she just smiles into his chest, finally pulling away when she hears Matty and George talking.

"How was the show on Saturday? Sorry I couldn't make it, Jamie needed me for a dirty hit thing" Matty explains and she smiles.

"Yeah it was good... George and Char came... And Hann and Carly too" she says and Matty raises his eyebrows. Her voice is slightly withheld, withdrawn, distant. He frowns at her, it was like two strangers talking to each other, like this conversation was more of a duty rather than between two friends who were genuinely interested in catching up.

"Good...." He says turning back to George who frowns up at him. She goes back to the papers, collecting the crumpled up ones and discarding them, Ross joins her. And his presence is suddenly too close for her so she stands immediately.

"I'm going outside for a bit" she announces, leaving before anyone has a chance to say anything.

When she's gone, the three guys share a look, and it's a matter of time before one of them speaks up.

"what's going on with her?" Both Ross and Matty ask George at the same time. He feels like a deer caught in the headlights. He quite successfully feigns ignorance, shrugging his shoulders. But then he feels it's not fair on his best friends.

"Maybe you should talk to her instead of asking me" George says, turning back to his screen.

"Mate I've been trying all week..." Matty speaks up

"she's been busy mate" Ross says and Matty's eyes find his.

"You know that's bullshit... She doesn't need to work with other people, she's doing this for a reason" he then argues. Ross cant argue with his logic, he can't find a fault to his reasoning, because it was true. It was obvious she was avoiding both of them, but neither knew why.

"I don't know what you want me to say" George says. Matty is then leaving before Ross gets a chance to attend to her first. He wanted to be the one to console her if she needed it, but of course Matty beat him to it.

"Just leave them mate, trust me... You're good. She's fine" Ross doesn't know what George means, but he shrugs and sits down anyway, eyes trained on the door just waiting for the moment it opens and she's back again.

Matty finds her smoking, nearly at the end of her cigarette. His eyebrows raise at the sight, not knowing she smoked. He doesn't comment though. He stays silent for a second.

"You've been avoiding me... Why?" He asks abruptly making her turn to look at him before turning back away from him.

"I haven't Matty... I've been busy" again it feels like a stranger is talking to him, not someone who he was considering to be one of his closest friends now. Not someone who got him, who he cared deeply for.

"If you say so love..." He inhales a puff of his own cigarette and suddenly her eyes are on him, watching as he breathes it out deeply. She's missed him, that much was obvious.

"Enjoy the vinyl I sent you?" He asks and she nods, eyes trained on the cigarette lying limply in-between his teeth as he talks, his hands clasped around his phone as he types something out. He doesn't see her nod so his eyes snap up, awaiting an answer.

"Yeah... Been playing it a lot recently actually" she says, and it sounds like her again, not withdrawn or pulled back, just her. His friend, his y/n.

"What's your favorite?" He asks and she pauses to think. He shoves his phone back in his pocket, fingertips clasping the cigarette again, his other hand dropping to his side. She suddenly feels the urge to take his hand in hers but she doesn't.

"I love all of them... But Sad To Breathe or Boyhood are my favorites at the moment" she says and Matty smiles.

"I'll tell Amber... She'll love that" she smiles at that.

"Sunshine Baby is a great song too" his eyes sparkle, and they smile at each other. He steps forward and she lets him, he drops his cigarette and so does she as he wraps his arms around her.

"Missed you, y'know" he says, face burying into her hair.

"Missed you too Matty" she admits. He doesn't ask why she was avoiding her again, he doesn't bring it back up and she doesn't know how to feel about it.

"You can avoid me all you want... But don't do that to Ross, he doesn't deserve that" his words are like a ton of bricks falling on her and she doesn't know how to react. So she doesn't, she just nods and murmurs a silly little "sorry"

"Let's get back inside" he says and she agrees, walking back to the studio with his arm hooked over her shoulders as he asked questions about the girl she was working with.

"I actually ended up writing a song after working with her that I really like" Ross and George catch that part of their conversation, both smiling at her before George speaks up.

"Let's see then" he says, she retrieves her notebook from where she discarded it, flicking to the right page, she wonders whether she should show them this. Would this reveal too much? she thinks. She hands the book to George first, his eyes flick over the words as Matty and Ross watch. She stands next to him, bringing her thumb that is wrapped in the plaster to her mouth before realising she couldn't abuse it like usual.

Matty notices the plaster, so does Ross, both wondering what happened. The injury was minor, but the both of them were still worried.

George's eyes find hers and he raises his eyebrows, silently asking "you sure?" she nods at him and he nods back.

"I like it" he confirms, handing her back the book. She passes it to Matty, him and Ross read it together.

Hate Missing You: I'm drowning in sadness without you, can you hear me? Hold my breath and count to three, who am I without you? You're the part of me I cannot see, won't you just let it be? I miss the feeling of being home, I feel lost without you I miss you but the feeling of my heartbeat makes me nervous That way you smile and my heart skips a beat, it makes me dizzy Sorry for the distance, it's tearing me apart, it's hard And there's no way to return your message from my heart So I make myself busy, giving me an excuse as why I can't see you, I can't choose between two halves of myself

They're lost for words, both looking at her, not speaking. She feels unbelievably nervous, awaiting a response that doesn't come for a few moments.

"This is.... its good Y/n/n" Matty says, she senses that its not all he has to say. If she could creep into his mind she'd see all his thoughts and she'd notice there was so many of them. Who was this about? Is this really how she felt? Is she okay? How can he help?

"It's powerful, raw.... its good love" Ross then says, but again she senses that he wants to say more. He wanted to know who this was about. Who got to have these hauntingly beautiful words written about them? Who was the one she missed? And how could he take the pain away?

They begin working on the song, Ross records some bass lines in the absence of Clara, Matty and Y/n both record some guitar bits and Y/n also records some piano bits. George adds in some simple drum beats.

Things with Matty seemed okay, almost back to normal. But things with Ross were suddenly different and she wasn't sure whether she liked it or not. Sure, lingering touches that screamed "I want you" were still shared, and looks that shouted "my soul yearns for you" happened more often than not. But ever since having dinner at Charli and George's house, ever since she kissed his cheek and left him on her door step, ever since she woke up from that blissful dream, something had shifted. They seemed to be avoiding things more, he hesitated before making his usual comments, comments that were once flirty seemed a little bit apprehensive now.

She knows he's only doing what she said, she told him they couldn't, so he was trying to respect that. But sometimes, when that thought slipped from his mind, the normal things that were 'them" happened, like those touches and stares. But even through that, something felt off. Her mind was still reeling from him holding her thigh with such a grip that it was as if she was his anchor keeping him on the ground. She swears she can still feel the way his thumb grazed the skin, even 6 days later, 6 torturous days she spent avoiding him. And she'd be lying if she said she hadn't found herself staring at those hands of his one too many times when he played the bass.

She excuses herself from the studio and the three men, explaining that she just needed a moment alone. They had been working for what felt like hours now and she couldn't handle one more of those longing looks from Ross, or one more of those eyebrow raises from Matty when he caught her staring at Ross.

She finds her coat that she had hung up upon her arrival, slipping her arms through it and going outside. Her hand finds the inside pocket, finding the pack of cigarettes she reserved for special occasions like this. When she was well and truly confused and stressed. She lights the cigarette easily, she takes three long drags before the door opens.

She knew it was only a matter of time before one of them found an excuse to join her, despite her request to be alone. She rolls her eyes slightly as she looks at Ross, who has his eyebrows raised at her, eyes flicking towards the cigarette in-between her fingertips.

She chuckles and shrugs her shoulders. He hadn't seen her smoke before and it was clear it wasn't a common occurrence, and that fact alone makes him wonder why she needed one now.

"Are you okay love?" He asks and he truly knows something is up when she just nods and deters the conversation.

"How'd you manage to get away from them?" She asks and he laughs, pulling his own pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lighting one. She gives him the same look he gave her, sure she had seen pictures of him smoking, but she had thought he was more of a social smoker. This might have proved that, that was not the case.

He raises his eyebrows back and says a quick "sorry to disappoint you" which she just shakes her head at, for she was also smoking so she didn't care if he did too. It was actually kind of hot. Oh for God sake woman stop.

"Matty got a phone call so I slipped out and said I was going for a fag... George didn't care..." Ross explains and she nods.

His eyes wander over her features, taking in the way she's breathing deeply, in and out, smoke falling from her lips and nostrils. She smokes effortlessly and Ross can't help but like the sight. She looked good, as always, slightly tired but just as beautiful as the first time she took his breath away. But something was off, that much was clear.

"Are we okay?" He asks and she nods, but doesn't speak.

"Maybe try that again... But more convincing" he says and she can't help but laugh. She takes one last puff and drops the cigarette to the floor, stubbing it out with her booted foot.

She steps towards him, wrapping her arms around his waist, needing a hug from him more than anything. The door that was cracked open, is now swinging open, nearly snapping off it's hinges.

"I'm sorry I've been off and avoiding you... Just didn't know how to act around you" she admits into his chest. He forgets about the cigarette he was nursing, dropping it to the floor and letting it burn out as he allowed his arms to wrap around her. He rests his head on top of hers, breathing her in. The new mix of her with the addition of tobacco is even more addicting and he can't help but sigh.

"Don't be sorry... It's hard, I've felt it too... all day in fact" he admits and she feels slightly more at ease at that.

"I know you said we can't... And that's fine... But I can't keep acting like this, it feels wrong. If I wanna hug you I wanna hug you. If I want to hold your hand I want to hold your hand.... Is that okay?" She knows she should shake her head, say no, it's not okay. But she couldn't help herself. She was addicted to him and he was even more addicted to her.

So she nods, she pulls back to look at him and nods, placing her head back against his lower chest and hugging him tightly.

"So what does that mean then?" He asks, his own way of saying what are we? They clearly weren't just friends, but she wasn't allowing them to be truly more than that. They were in some kind of limbo between both of those identifiers.

"We're just us... Is that okay?" And he nods, and smiles widely down at her. He could deal with that for now. It was better than the alternative which was not having her in any way, and he couldn't live like that.

"And Matty?" Ross asks, and she raises her eyebrows, unsure what he was getting at.

"I know you said nothing is going on... but I cant help but sense something there... if you say its nothing its nothing... Just be honest with me, I can take it" Ross says and she nods, sighing deeply.

"I'm still figuring that out..." its the first time she's been truthful about Matty, not just to Ross but to herself.

"Okay... I can deal with that" he says, smiling down at her.

They return to the studio finishing up the song. By the time they leave, its dark outside, George had bid them farewell maybe 20 minutes earlier, hugging her tightly and telling her he was there for her if she needed. The exchange didn't go unnoticed by the remaining men. London is cold but the lights sparkle and she gets that childish glow in her eyes as she walks down the steps from the studio. Ross and Matty can't take their eyes off her but for once she doesn't notice. Matty breaks first, eyes falling from her to Ross.

He notices the glint in his eyes and the way his dimples show deeply, the way his eyes crease. He's seen a similar look before, but nothing of that calibre. Matty's smile drops, he had to stop this. He had to.

That look. That look on his best friend's face, it told him everything he needed to know. That he liked her perhaps more than Matty did, maybe not, but he would always, always put his friends needs and desires before his own.

The problem was, Matty was unsure he'd be able to stop. He didn't know if it was possible. But he'd try... even if it destroyed him.

"Hey um" he hesitates, their eyes fall on him "you guys go ahead, I've left something upstairs" he says. Ross frowns at him.

"You sure mate? We can wait" yn nods too.

"No it's okay... go" he smiles at his friends and then he begins walking up the steps. They begin walking down the path, with Matty watching. Watching the way he made her laugh, watching the way one arm came to rest against her shoulders, watching the way, she, the one he so desperately wanted, seemed right in his arms... At home.

Note: low-key don't really like this chapter... But oh well. The only bit I actually like is the george x yn bit :(

(8) Studio Sessions

#same for you the 1975 series #the 1975 #ross macdonald #matty healy #the 1975 fanfic #matty healy x reader #ross macdonald x reader #george daniel #adam hann #ross macdonald fanfiction #ross macdonald fanfic #ross macdonald fan fic #matty healy fan fic #the 1975 fan fiction

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kuruk · 2 months

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that persons already a lost cause for that whole essay on that post where rhe joke was extremely clear to see but even on like serious posts about lesbians' boundaries (bc it's always about lesbians not dating men) it's always the transandrophobia truthers claiming they're keyboard warrior-ing for multigender people everywhere when no babe you're talking about YOU specifically. Bc how do you have the confidence to feel that you are so unique in your identity that no simpler string of words can describe you other than "ftmtftm dykefag boy girlboy nonbinary transmasc trans woman faggy butch queer female man mlmlwlw" which whatever that's your right I suppose but then you don't have the confidence to think that maybe you need to be the exception not the rule bc words still have meanings in society and if we made every statement to try to include the people online trying really hard to imply that they're tma then nobody would be able to say anything more specific than "people who love people love other people 😊💞"

I don't even get it because it's mostly people who used to just be trans men and thought that wasn't confusing or different enough so now people who honestly hate women are calling themselves dykes and the dykeness they're referring to is dating other transmascs who hate women too.. sometimes you can tell it's because they see trans women as inherently confusing and having "weird" genders and they so desperately want to replicate that by obscuring the fact that they're not transfem. it's just funny how no one who calls themselves a dykefag is ever actually a dyke and I don't want to entertain that like I think we have to go back to when lgbt people online thought it was cruel to throw around the word dyke like this when you're not a lesbian. because it is just cruel to talk down to women about men's rights while throwing around the word dyke it almost feels like it's on purpose. like the slur calling combined with the insistence that trans men have a right to access to lesbians because they're afab it seems like there's a weird obsession these people have with putting lesbians and trans women in their place

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alliaskisthepossibilityoflove · 3 months

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several sentences Sunday

Thank you @wikiangela, @daffi-990, @tizniz and @diazsdimples for tagging me 😊

Here is the next little bit of let the world have its way with you by fleetinghearts, featuring Chris lovingly roasting Buck❤️

Previous snippets: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 and Chris's redwoods speech

Tagging @shitouttabuck 💞, @devirnis, @aroeddiediaz, @cal-daisies-and-briars, @try-set-me-on-fire, @mistmarauder, @lover-of-mine, @acountrygirlsfun, @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels, @extasiswings, @jeeyuns, @eddiebabygirldiaz, @bucksbignaturals, @thewolvesof1998, @rewritetheending, @exhuastedpigeon, @glorious-spoon, @clusterbuck and anyone else who'd like to share whatever they're working on ❣️

#My podfic #adventures in podficcing #911 TV #Buddie #Spring break was surprisingly good in giving me editting time 👌🏻

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prikarin · 6 months

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Hi, so I played the first demon version of Where winter crows go and then I played the full version and holy shit, what a great game! Serious! Both in the voice acting and the soundtrack, the backgrounds and Crowe's design (the first design was already cute, but the second? Cute and handsome!), this game of yours is incredible, I haven't played yours yet other games but I'm sure they'll be amazing too, but anyway, I have two questions, linked to the yandere ending of the game, what would Crowe's life be like with MC/snowflake after the yandere ending? Like, would Crowe leave MC trapped in his room or let them roam the cabin freely? It's just obvious with the doors and windows locked and such. And the second question is what would Crowe do if a tourist like MC ended up in that region because of a broken car or something like that? Would he help? Was he going to kill this person? Or was he going to pretend that he and MC were just a couple of researchers? Also, sorry for the long comment, I think I got a little carried away.

Hello! First of all, thank you so much for playing WWCG and for such a sweet comment! 😊💖 I'm happy you enjoyed it and like Crowe's new design! And the fact that you've been a fan since the demo, thank you!! 💞

As for your questions, a part of it I can't really answer, as addressed in my FAQ:

While the game gives the player the option to self-insert (or play as an OC), the protagonist of WWCG is Aspen Vale. Aspen is their own character with their own personality, past, thoughts and feelings, so I can't really answer how Crowe would react to an MC that I haven't pictured in my vision of the story.

Because of this, and because the question involves a hypothetical scenario, I don't really know how to answer. Sorry! 😖

I can still answer a few things, though!

(Spoiler warning for those who haven't gotten all the endings)

SPOILERS AHEAD

The reason why Crowe gets captivated by Aspen in the first place is because they're the only person from the ones who got stuck in Winter Hollow that asked for help and did whatever they could to survive (as referenced in the Twisted Ending). Crowe's been trapped in Winter Hollow for quite some time and all he was seeing were people who were either too prideful to ask for help or, if trapped with others, they either fought among themselves for petty reasons or tried to take advantage of each other. The ones that weren't so lucky to even get to that point merely died from the snowstorms.

Aspen was a breath of fresh air and, added to that, Crowe was pretty much reaching a limit with the blood pact too. Even if he said that he didn't mind entering the darkness himself, a person can be by themselves only for so long.

As for the yandere ending question, Crowe has already been deceived by Aspen once so he probably wouldn't take any chances and be pretty controlling of them. Aspen is a smart cookie, though, so they'd probably try to manipulate him into thinking they love him to have a better chance at escaping. They probably wouldn't get very far, though... or would they? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) I feel like this would be a battle between two smart people to see who's more clever.

#wwcg: ask #where winter crows go #crowe lynn #aspen vale #wwcg spoilers

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writemywaytoyourheart · 11 months

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Update and taglist situation 🙌🏻

First of all, a new chapter will be posted Friday 💞

read on to learn about taglist updates 🥰

Ok guys idk why it took so long to figure it out. But I think I've got it. For whatever reason, Tumblr will no longer let me copy and paste taglists and still tag the people on there, it used to but whatever lol, now I have to manually go in and type in each username on a new post. That's okay though because now it's working!

AND.

Some accounts that have not been recognized for MONTHS are now being recognized!!! 🥳 There are a few at the bottom of the list that are still not "existing accounts" when I initially type them in. But when I make a new post, they're suddenly clickable lol!!

If your name is on this post, you will be part of the second taglist. That means I will post a chapter, then I will reblog it and tag you there. If your name is not on this post, and you've asked to be tagged, that means your name worked on the regular taglist and you should be notified already when I first post a chapter. I really hope this works!!

If for any reason, you are still not being notified (there shouldn't be any rn), please kindly let me know if you'd like a quick message from me when I post 😊 I will gladly do so now that my mind isn't all over the place and panicky!

For the newcomers: if you are asking to be on the taglist after this post, you will also be added to the second taglist.

Second taglist: @berryonasummerevening @katlumiiine @namjoonscrabjuice @ohxhoneyyxx @kookies-n-spice

#bts #jeon jungkook #bedeviled update

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minho-hoho · 2 years

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hiii which idol(s) do ur moots remind u of ??

hello !!

I'm really bad at this but whatever :) (also I have way too much mutuals so rip, I might have to cut this lol. I have a massive headache/migraines so it'll progressively get shorter, don't forget that I love each one of you very dearly 🤍, even if I didn't mention you!! )

drinking game: take shot whenever I say the word sweet

・@leeknowbuttsmasher ♡ you really remind me of... Choi Hyunsuk!! The reason why is because you're always very very sweet and supportive and just very cute in general just like him!! It's always a pleasure to talk to you, it's always sweet and calming you know? You're just a really fun person to talk to and I'm grateful that we became friends!! luv u very much ☺️🤍♡

・@enhadiares ♡ you remind of... Lee Know and Jihoon! You're really sweet and caring, but still give those leader vibes?? probably because you're oldest in our group, but you give very a comforting energy and makes it easy for me talk to you about everything so I really appreciate it <3 also!! you really seem to have more authority?? if that makes sense, like when someone has been mean or when something hasn't been done the way it should, you seem to put your foot down which is really good because I need it 😩 overall I love you!! 🥰🤍♡

・@enha-doodles ♡ definitely Jungwon and Riki!! why? I can't exactly pinpoint why, but they're the first idols that came to mind! I thought of only putting Jungwon at first but I feel like Riki also suits you quite well? I think you have this cute and playful energy to you that is really loveable☺️ but you also have this leader, very caring and sweet vibe too, that's why Jungwon came to mind first :> kinda like Ivy does yk? I don't make any sense but yeah!! basically, I love you 😚🤍♡

・@namyha ♡ my soul mate hihi 💞 anyways I didn't have to think long because you just scream Lee Know. Caring, sweet, lots of fun, someone I couldn't imagine living without! But! Very savage :'), honest, sarcasmand violence, very sweet mix🥰 (I can't count the times I was threatened 😚) basically kinda like Lee Know and Hyunjin! I wouldn't be shocked if you stuffed my mouth with toilet paper tbh... anyways, I love with my whole body and soul 😘🤍♡

・@sh1mzu ♡ for you I'd also pick Vernoooon let's go! you have this chaotic, sweet, loving and very easy to talk to aura!! you're really friendly and I always end up wanting to talk to you more because it's always really fun! <33 I almost picked Riki but the more I thought about it the more you reminded me of Vernon so I'll stay on this!! :> Of course I love you very muchh😊🤍♡

・@heemingyu ♡ hmm, I think you remind me of Beomgyu!! I have no understandable reasoning to offer lol. Your whole vibe since you first came into my inbox was very Beomgyu-like if it makes any sense?? from the nicknames, the way you spoke it just screamed Beomgyu to me!! and also your kindness, boldness reminds me of him! just very funny and lovely person that I cherish🥰🤍♡

・@srjlvr ♡ Joooo :(( one of the sweetest and funniest people on here!! For me, you remind me of Sunoo and Jun <3 just really funny and sweet!! very very cute person and I could honestly talk to you for hours because it's just that fun and enjoyable!! I picked Sunoo because of the cuteness and sweetness that is very present and Jun because of how funny you are, you make me crack up like he does and brighten my day too!! an awesome combo and I love you very much 😚🤍♡

・@lunarxsun ♡ You and your angelself remind me of Lia!! Because of that really mature, smart and sweet vibe you have!! You're always there and kind with everyone <33 I find you very well-spoken and it's shown often so it's always a delight to read anything from you <33 You're really talented and it's sad to not see your work getting the recognition it deserves:(💔 I really look up to you💞 I hold you close to my heart so know that I'm always there!! 🤍🥰♡

・@sunghoonalter ♡ I already told you but for you it's Sunghoon! It does make sense right? You're really kind and friendly but you do give this I-don't-give-a-fuck attitude that really reminds me of him! This quite “cold” and imposing image that I got at first that fades quickly as I got to know you like I did with Sunghoon :> very lovely surprise and it's always a delight to interact with you 🥰!! you're also very talented and I think you're intelligent too! also someone that I admire because of their hard work and charming writing!! ☺️🤍♡

・@evelynn-king ♡ for you I'd probably pick Changbin? he's the first one that came to my mind! You have this wise, smart and genius-like vibe (in a very good way!!) but also very sweet and friendly that seems to make friends really really quickly because of your adorable and smart personality!!💞 I really like talking to you about everything and nothing, you provide really good advice just like Changbin does!! Sending you lots of love 😘🤍♡

・@sunoo-bby ♡ howdy gumkie?? ☺️💞 you remind me of Felix!! full on sunshine energy that I get from you :> could have put Sunoo too but let's go with cutie Lixie! you just send good and cute vibes :3 always a pleasure to interact with you as it always puts a smile on my face 💕Love you a lot too💗🤍♡

・@deafeningballoonnacho ♡ Ellieee <33 biggest sweetheart ❣️you're literally so sweet, kind, understanding, easy to talk to and confide in!! which really really reminds of Bang Chan💗 I treasure you and I think you deserve all of the love in the world and I'll always be at your side <3 I love you a bunch lovely 😚🤍♡

・@nishisaki ♡ you remind me of Yeonjun and Jay!! you're just really cool and badass, so I really look up to you and admire you for your work and talent <3 but you're still really sweet and I think you're just as awesome as them!! sending a huge amount of love 😊🤍♡

・@reniqt ♡ hii Ren 😚 idk but there's just this thing about you that screams Heeseung to me?? there's just this comforting vibe to you that Heeseung also has, especially with his voice yk?? really sweet, caring and comforting aura that you have that made me think of him!! anyhow i luv uuu🥰🤍♡

・@lov3niki ♡ DK. the sweet, cute but chaotic vibe!! I don't even need to elaborate more. you truly remind me of him. anyways. me luvs u. 😼🤍 ♡ (also u have the cutest smile evr :(( n ure so pretty im cryin rn)

・@deeznutsriki ♡ heyy :] for you I'd pick Soobin! really running out of any reasoning that make sense in English but I think yours and his energy are kinda similar? first idol I thought of!! either way, enjoy your hiatus and take care xoxo☺️🤍♡

・@xuxis-pretty-devil-boy ♡ Han Jisung. That's who you remind of! chill, funny and easy to talk to! really makes it easy to engage in conversations :D I think you're also very hard working and dedicated like him which I think is admirable!! anyhow sending love to you too 😊🤍

・@urmomliv ♡ hello liv 😚💕 you remind me of 🥁🥁... I.N!! You give me the youthful, playful and very adorable vibes the maknae on top has 😊 It's always really fun when we interact so I always look forward to it :>> love and appreciate you very much 🤍😘♥♡

・@lvepsh ♡ hey you with your pretty and beautiful name :> it's a shame we don't interact more but I think you remind of Jake!!💞 you're very endearing and your writing is very charming! you give me this puppy-like energy that Jake has!! <33 anywho, you're really lovely and I truly appreciate you🥰🤍♡

・@shinehyuk ♡ beautiful and talented human being that managed to turn me an ot6 monbebe like it was nothing!! you remind me of Yeji 💞 I can't really form coherent sentences in english but you're extremely talented and I think you're sweet like chocolate just like her 💕 sending tons of love 🤍♡

#🌇// ¡mail!#🌇// ¡lovely anons!#🌇// ¡moots game!#kill me #I spent way too much on time on this #it doesn't make sense #my brain is rotten #so I might come back on this later and change it

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ohmygodshesinsane · 1 year

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for the writers asks,

3, 5, 33 please

I'm so sorry how late this is! I've been terribly about answering asks lately 😅

3. How would you describe your writing style?

Good question! I think... I try to be very thorough with my world-building (sometimes that shines through, sometimes it doesn't) and I love looking in at the little moments, focusing on the minor details of scenes rather than the big showstoppers (though there's some of that too). I think I have a tendency to favour present tense as well, for whatever that's worth.

5. What's a tag you never want to use for your works even when it applies?

Ooh... 100% honestly? The 'underage' tag. I don't write about minors explicitly, but when writing about teen drama, teen romance, etc, sex does come into play at different points. I never know whether to use the warning if it's just the topic being discussed, if it's off-screen, if it's fade-to-black...I never want readers to read about something they're uncomfortable with, but at the same time I feel tagging something as 'underage' causes people to avoid fics in case it's explicit or very young. The tag sometimes doesn't feel appropriate for consenting 17-year-olds that are of age in their world having an off-screen/fade-to-black scene, but then does it still count as a 'depiction'? I think for me this is where Chose Not To Warn comes in.

33. Give your writing a compliment.

Ah! This is the hardest question of all. I would say...maybe...my writing is versatile? I like to try to dabble in a variety of lengths, genres, plots and scenarios, and I think my works are pretty varied 😊

I'm so sorry again that this took so long! Thank you so much for these asks 💞💞

#ask game #asked #answered #writing #practicecourts #fanfic #tw

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squishosaur · 5 months

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DO YOU HAVE ANY PJSK HEADCANONS? SPECIFICALLY KOHANE ONES BC THE DRAWINGS YOU MADE ARE SO CUTE AND I NEED TO KNOW

YEAH KOHANE'S MY FAVORITE SO 💞💞💞💞

she is fat. let's get that out there first and foremost.

she's pan & ace. vbs is poly and sapphic to me. you wouldn't understand. i can't explain it. the others are all bi fyi

she still wears her glasses most of the time!!! they can pry those out of my cold dead hands.

she's a furry. i have not decided if that means the hampster is her fursona for reals or not

she has anxiety and is comforted by soft things. toya sometimes gives her stuffed animals, an will give her hugs or let her braid/play with her hair, akito is probably the Worst and goes "here. whatever" and throws a jacket at her face (lovingly).

she's a good study buddy and likes to help with homework/projects or just give pointers! she probably has silly mnemonics and stuff too

she has cute stationary with animals on them!! akito is always embarrassed to borrow her pencils lol

she's a demigirl btw. 😊

OKAY ODDLY SPECIFIC?? she has a bunch of lanyards for no reason. they've all got different designs and pins on them. polka dots, puppies, worms on strings, lightning bolts, phoenix wonderland, etc. people have started just giving her buttons and pins just because.

horrible texter. will rewrite the message about 6 times and may not send it even after all that. sometimes she will just send stickers or emojis instead. her responses can be a little long and she gets really flustered over typos.

a lowkey picky eater. she prefers cereal without milk, plain toast/bread (no butter), etc. she doesn't like eating around people and will ask for "whatever they're having!" at restaurants to not make a fuss or "being weird" in front of people. she also doesn't like ordering.

hhhmmgng i have more but they're mostly for the whole group lol ✌️✌️

#askbox!#headcanons #doodles #my art :>#digital art #kohane azusawa #project sekai #prsk hcs #snek tag 🐙#SORRY I DRAFTED THIS YESTERDAY THEN. FORGOR TO POST

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emsprovisions · 1 year

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hi! 💞 and 🍭 for the ask game please?

Hi Amanda, thank you for the ask! 😊💕 Ask game

💞what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language: I would probably say the characters are the hearts and souls of my stories. Usually, they're who I connect most with and why I want to write whatever it is I want to write! worldbuilding and plot are often a little harder for me 😂 But the characters are my everything! 🍭why did you start writing? Honestly, I don't remember. I've been writing since I was a kid. I've always had a big imagination that I needed to put on paper. I really enjoyed Beverly Cleary's book Emily's Runaway Imagination as a kid, because I felt like it was written about me 😂 which ofc is impossible, but I've always been really really creative and needed an outlet for my creativity. I will say, fanfiction has always stuck the most for me, in terms of what I like to write. It seems like it goes hand in hand with the previous question, the characters are the most important part to a story for me, so it only makes sense I just want to keep writing about characters I love the most!

#answered asks #writing ask game #ask game

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mariaurore · 4 months

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Love Day 💞 Pt. 2

OOC: It's love day and for Hitsu & Mari, that means it's Date Day 💝

I personally start off trying to knock out the objectives (because it makes their relationship stronger and that's the point of a date, right?)

After that, I let them do whatever they want.

I took them to a new park, and it had a weird objective: "Give your date a Massage." - normally this isn't weird, but this park didn't have a spa or massage table. And the interaction "Ask for a Massage" wasn't completing it either 🤷🏻‍♀️. I didn't think to travel elsewhere to complete it, but I'm fairly positive you cannot leave an area once you begin a date, until the date ends. So uh.... EA? Your objectives for Dates on this plot are borked. Just sayin 😐

They still had a great time.

I was able to knock out all of the other objectives perfectly fine 😊

And then they get up and automation kicks in...

I notice Mari gets this "Be Propositioned" bubble in her action list and I'm like... "Be propositioned to what...???" So I look at Hitsu to see what.

Immediately I get flashbacks to the Spa and Hitsu trying to Proposition her to Woohoo in the Sauna.

What is it with them and wanting to Woohoo in public places?! They're both very reserved people!

This is completely out of character for them... I think? I'm starting to question everything 🫠

I only question because I've been watching a lot of videos on Myerr-Briggs recently and I guess Hitsu's type (INTJ) like's to experience many things (that needs more context, I know). But would this be one of those things? Ehhh..... uhhh.... heck if I know.

Unlike last time at the spa, where there were hecka people around, there was no one here. So... 🤷🏻‍♀️🙃

"Nothing ventured, nothing gained." 😅

And they got a Gold (legendary) date too! 💞🥇

(🤣 My friend was like...

AND THE PUBLIC SAUNA- don't forget that! akdjaklsdj)

Image (text) for those who use google translate:

Someone has a kink i guess if he wants to woohoo in the observatory

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Ah!!!!! I know you usually do these for full personalities but 🙇‍♀️!! Dorm leaders reaction to an MC who is incredibly effecient in heels and can even track run in them?

And!! Thank you for all the writing you provide and create fefefe （●＾o＾●）!! 💞

Dorm leaders with an MC who is incredibly efficient in heels

warning(s): none

notes: it's ok i take any requests SLMFOAJAOAJ i like challenging myself

and I'm glad u enjoyed my writing😔💕

also, sorry if they're kind of short sksjsk

Riddle:

considering he wears heels with his dorm uniform, he can respect this KJSJSS

one time he saw you chase someone down with high heels and was like 🤨

NO RUNNING DOWN THE HALLS

HE DOESN'T ABT HEELS JUST DON'T BREAK THE RULES

also saw u running tracks with those heels

he knows how hard it is to wear heels, so he's kind of amazed

Leona:

????

how???????

never worn heels and will never try them

so seeing u run in them is kind of amusing honestly

i mean at least u can run in them? if you can't, that'll be worrisome

considering how u probably have to run everyday bc of ur friends

he doesn't mind much but the sounds of the heels clicking do irritate him a little

Azul:

land creatures sure are something

i mean- humans sure are smth!

he can barely walk when he first walk on land

and now he's seeing u run in tracks with those high heels

damn what kind of superpower

are u sure u don't have any magic?? then how come u can run in heels huh

Kalim:

seeing u do that makes him want to do the same

teach him. pls.

he'll gift u an expensive pair of heels if u did so pls teach him😊

saw u running with those heels

he went to buy some heels so he can try what u did

heels are hard T-T how do u even run in these?

kind of grows some more respect for u that u can even run in these things

(DW KALIM I WILL LEARN HOW TO RUN IN HEELS JUST SO I CAN TEACH U!!)

Vil:

and what makes u think he can't do the same?

his heels is like 13 inch if i remember correctly?

if u can do some flips with heels? so can he

but maybe he won't do flips rn since he wants to care for his appearance

u can run in track with those heels? he's right next to you with his heels too

whatever u can do with ur heels, he can too

well at least he compliments u for it‼️

Idia:

what a monster

that's his thoughts

he probably cosplayed characters who wears heels sometimes?

and heels are so damned hard, esp since he's so tall

how can u run in those things

man respect honestly

Malleus:

his dorm uniform has heels too so I think he can do the same

idk why would a 202cm man would need heels but sure u do u malleus‼️

above all, he's amused honestly

especially when he saw u run in those said heels like it's nothing

or when u do flips lmfao

he's like 😮👏👏

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #kalim al asim #vil schoenheit #idia shroud #malleus draconia

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everythingthemoontouches · 3 years

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✨Mercury in Gatorade

🪶Pick a Card cuz we all need a cosmic timeout. To think🧠 And stuff🫀

September 27th - October 19th

Pick a Card masterlist 💞💦

Choose a circle from this Olympics logo 💖

General message for the collective

Butterfly. Wings of change. Cruella de vils. Cruelty. Every villain has a backstory. If you walked a mile in their shoes you'd seethe at injustice too. Red riding hood and polka dots. Childlike innocence. The Before. Threads of fate are interconnected. The past, present and future are are not so hard to distinguish and separate from the other. They're enmeshed closer than you think. Cut some cords. Reflect. Review. Detach. Revise. Incorporate the horrors of the past and work your way through. We recreate that which we don't try to understand and feel.

Bad things happen when people feel unloved.

Desprate for food, attention, shelter, love.

Hate the crime, not the criminal.

Now pick a pile from the Olympic ring circle

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1. Two little Witches 30 blue (volleyball)

declutter

Cry it out. Tears clean your eyes.

Old clothes need mending.

Broom. Sweep it away. Bees.

Housewarming puja. Do a cleanse or banishment ritual .

Childhood friends. Love. Here is the church and there is the steeple. We sure are cute for 2 ugly people.

No stop. No more ugly, negative, bullying thoughts about you. I won't stand for it.

Reprogram your brain. Listen to positive affirmations before bed.

Instead of calling yourself dumb, ugly, etc, or whatever horrid inner dialogue you have with yourself say soemthing positive.

Clear out the trash talking. Bad habits always need to be replaced by something new. The easiest xamooe I can't think of is someone trying to wake up early. Instead of hating on yourself for always being late, say I beliwve I will wake up at xyz time.

Say it like a prayer if you wish. I will wake up at 8 o clock. I will wake up at 8 o clock. (or whenever/whatever you need to) the law of attraction isn't a joke.

I don't believe you can randomly manifest a billion dollars in a day. But I do believe that if you repeat soemthing often enough you star to believe it and act towards it soon enough.

That's the secret to the law of attraction action and manifesting your hearts desire. Make room for belief. Make space for positive action. It starts in the mind. Declutter toxic thoughts, spaces, clean your room. Air it out. Write down your goals. Google peopep successfully at what you do. Use wiki how. Teach yourself things. Find out.

Research ways to do your thing.

Get rid of shit that doesn't help you. Throw it away if it's bringing you down.

In the movie dear zindagi, Alia's therapist tells her that if she wanted to go climb a mountain there's no need to start with the biggest one.

And there's no need to kill yourself to make a point. Start with a small, scaleable hill. Start with the smaller, Easier, doable task. Build your confidence and Build stamina.

Small changes won't cure All your problems magically, but it will make you feel marginally better and take away the stress of having a 100 problems.

But now since you have lesser things to deal with you'd have more mental bandwidth to devote to the more tricky challenges you're dealing with. Let's get going shall we? 😊💙

2.Violet Angel 23 (weight lifting)

tired

Hurt and comfort. Self soothe. Picking up the pieces.

Have you seen those Insta reels that go - Everything sucks. Just kidding. Everything is great. Or maybe it isn't. But you know what? Nothing is permanent.

You're on a roll coaster. Somtimes it's fun. Sometimes it's just scary. Life is a ride you can't avoid.

There's this story about a court jester who was asked by a King to write down something that would make Kingman happy when he was sad but would upset him if he read it when he was in a good mood. Now obviously this pompous little Leo, oops I mean, brat, I mean royalty figure(sorry leos) thought he did something really cool and outsmarted the jester. But nah. This guy surprised him by doing just as he was asked to. Do you know what he wrote down?

This too shall pass.

OK, so will your sadness. It's gonna fade into happiness soon enough. You've been through the worst of the storm. Now you get to enjoy the cool breeze and flowers that follow.

I saw this psotivity quote that went ' if you're going through hell keep going, why would you stop there' and if someone chirped that to me when I was frustrated, angry, miserable I'd probably clop them in the face like ' listen you rotten excuse for A Percy Jackson, I'm tired, also my backpack has a tonne of stones and hell is literally on fire+ my feet are burnt so don't you fuckin come at me with that witticism if you're not planning to put me in a wheelchair and wheel me through hell'

There's no magickal elevator that opens up when u pass a trial in hell. But I've heard that the Queen of Hell is also a Goddess of flowers and once a year she returns to the land of the living. That day isn't far off. You can go with her.

It's gonna get better for you.

All of the hurt, pain, sadness, heartbreak will be a thing of the past. Dry your tears, drink some rose milk and go to sleep. Happy days are coming.

Have you ever watched Titanic and wondered if Rose had managed to keep Jack afloat a few moments longer? How different their lives could have been...

It's either sink or swim untill help arrives. The Violet Angel Soemtimes shows up to indicate a new love, fried ship, loving relationship or some kind of help.

I know it's dark out and all that jazz, but when the ghpusl leave and the vampires go to sleep the sky turns pink

This dark night of the soul is coming to an end. You'll be happier than you've ever been. Just you wait and see!

3.Grumpy Red Fairy 8(cycling)

change and transformation

Get angry if anger is what you truly feel.

Are u tired of other people expecting you to live talk breathe act sing fart a certain way? Well it's no business of theirs.

Let the facade drop. Take off the social mask. (not the physical Covid safety ones).

Pretending is tiring and drains energy real quick.

In order to be truly loved we have to go through the terrifying ordeal of being known. 😬

People who are living a lie are always irked by those who don't chop away parts of themself to fit in.

Why cut your foot to squeeze into Cinderella's shoe? That glass slipper was certainly not meant for you . And while we're on the subject you wouldn't have been happy with Cinderella's Prince Charming either. There's something out there that's more right and made for you.

Why try so hard to fit in when you were born to stand out?

Be you. Be real. Be authentic. And if that pisses some people off so mote it be.

No more lies.

Reblog to save this message.

4.i am Kali chabhi 13 (javelin throw)

Key in

Death. Change. Transformation.

Energy goes where attention flows.

Nursery rhyme - London Bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down. (Break it down.) Build it up with iron bars,iron bars, iron bars my fair lady

Adapt or perish.Destruction. Demolition before rebuilding.

Those who resist change are the first to die out.

When the storm winds blow the stubborn oak topples but it's the willow that survives.

The old ways will not serve you in the new world. Cut your losses. And start over. Change your outlook. Accept changing circumstance and respond according to it.

Modern problems require modern solutions.

Goddess Kali hodls your hand as you cut cords with your resistance to change and she helps you walk through the flames into a new reality.born anew. Like Danaerys stepping into the flames and emerging as the mother of dragons.

Kali Maa is clearing all that is leeching off your energy, draining your strength, and abrading those relationships that cannot do anything but keep you stuck.

Test of strength. Rejoice in the purification of stale energy.

Sometimes things have to fall apart for better things to fall in place 💙 stay strong Pile 4, you'll survive 💪💯

5. ghosts of the past 42 (archery)

I don't have my glasses

Clear the debris. You have a chance to rehash old issues and clear them once and for all. Now is a good time to let it go.

Squinting.

Closure.

We forgive people so that we can release the pain and bitterness they left behind in our heart.

Move on from the past.

Your past shapes you but it doesn't have to define you. The present moment is always a choice. You are the author in a choose your own adventure. Some quests are scripted. But a whole lot of it is not.

When you take off your mask, you must turn around and confront others living a charade.

Where mad Men rule, it's considered out of fashion to be wise.

See, a lot of versions of us exist in other people's head but it's time to stop allowing others to write your narrative for you.

Maybe you have made some questionable or even embarrassing life choices s in thr past.so what? If you know better now, act better.

Yeah? Say if you're trying to give up a bad habit and x, y, z comes along talking about your gambling or street mugger days, you can actually say ' well actually that's not who I am anymore.' like Phoebe does IN friends. She got off the streets and made a whole new life for herself.

Make room for the person you are blossoming into. Flowers need space to grow.

Leveling up journey. You can escape poverty, your bad habits, challenges, addictions, etc. You have the power to rewrite your life story by virtue of actions and day tod at decisions. It's okay to cut off people who try to stop you from outgrowing them.

Old friends, acquaintances could be popping up in your life to remind you either of how far you've come or that there's still some work to be done in areas you that you had settled already.

It's okay be forgiving. Be greatful to yourself. Do past, present, future you a solid one and stay focused on your growth.

As long as you're learning from your mistakes, you're doing good 💕

We're only defeated when we stop trying

Abhi mujh may kahi Bali thodi so Hai zindagi - I still have a little fight left in me. 10 of swords energy. For some if you you're the first in a family line to do something great. Changing the course for someone . Showing people it's possible to improve ones situation. Inspiring them. But most of all believing in yourself enough to do the thing. And being gracious when you make mistakes along the way 🌱🌹

I'm so proud 🥺 of you, Pile 5. Keep going 👏you're doing so well

💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

That's all the cards had to say folks. The rest is up to you ♥️good luck, and godspeed 💫

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