Includes: Oral, riding, dominance on both ends, hookups
Reader (MC) has She/her pronouns
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Despite being single, weddings had always been a delight for her. She always loved the extravagance and only seemed to appreciate it more as the maid-of-honor. Shimmering lights, flowers, the romance in the air during the slow cold season; everything is surreal. She knows her attention is meant to be on all of the things she knows and loves as she stands at the end of the long red aisle, the loved bride right next to her. It’s their day and celebration of love after all.
When she looks over on the grooms side, a tall man with eyes of liquid gold and a cunning smile stares back. It’s a short exchange, one that she is quick to disregard despite her wondering mind. Oh he is hot, undoubtedly so. In a different way than she’s ever recognized in another before. His features are far from ordinary, snow-white hair, framing his rather pale but clear face- which is shaped in the most elegant way she has ever seen on a man.
The mystery man is beyond hot, ethereal in a way. As she redirects her vision back to the couple in the middle of the room, her mind fails to do the same. She hadn’t even realized the ceremony was almost over until her friend is swooped romantically down in her beloved’s arms for their first kiss as a married couple. Everyone claps around her, in a daze she follows this action. Unable to resist, she catches a second, much shorter glance at the man of mystery. He’s smiling and clapping as well, it’s only then when she realizes he is standing in the best man’s spot.
To think she would have gotten her fair share of staring at the wedding alone, the reception was far worse as she gazes at him while he talks to a small group of people. She sits at the bar, drinking some alcoholic concoction that warms her entire body. Perhaps because it is not her first drink of the night. It was the bride who insisted on it though, everyone is vibrant and on the dancefloor. It reminds her of a club almost, her companion had always been one for extravagant parties, her wedding being nothing short of just that.
Her stomach nearly jumps to her throat when she sees a familiar figure strolling her way. Her insides do leap when that same someone places himself directly beside her. She turns her head to the side, fixing her posture and being suddenly bashful in his presence. Getting a closer look at him is far from disappointing, his side profile is to die for with an attractive jawline that could cut glass. Mouth parted open and feeling rather weak, she gawks at the sight of him seemingly without shame. This is one of the most attractive men she has ever seen in her entire life and he is sitting next to her.
Finally he meets her gaze yet again. Butterflies frantically swerve inside of the pit of her stomach, her breath catching suddenly in a quiet gasp. If it wasn’t for her being just a little tipsy she would have looked away almost immediately. But she feels just a bit more daring than usual.
“How long have you known the bride?” His voice is sultry, deep and pleasant to hear. Much more than she would have intended. He has a drink of his own, some sort of shot that he downs without a single expression other than amusement with her.
Finally registering he asked a question, she replies, “I’ve known her for a few years now. We met at work and bonded over how much we hated the place and we’ve just been close since. We had actually just moved to the area.” He hums in amusement, taking yet another drink whilst maintaining eye contact. She watches as he gently sets it back onto the table. “Are you an alcoholic?”
The man pauses before slyly grinning at her. “Such a bold question. Do you ask just any person you don’t know the name of about their sobriety?”
Her eyes widen as she waves her hands in front of her in defense. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think before I spoke. I was just shocked because it looks like a rather strong beverage and you didn’t really react to drinking it. Please don’t take it too personally I did not mean to offend you in any way.” Of course she immediately messed things up with the attractive person in front of her. She speaks again to try and relieve the tension. “What is your name?” She nervously taps her foot against the floor, hoping to of not done much harm.
He lowly chuckles, calming her nerves a little despite the chill it brings to her core. “My name is Mitsuhide and I am not an alcoholic, although I do indulge in it quite often.” He looks over at the dance floor. “I am close with the groom, but I’m sure you gathered that while you were looking at me during the ceremony.”
His phrasing seems cocky but his tone is more teasing than anything. She shakes her head, laughing at the call-out. “You know, looking back at it you were looking right back at me. So who really was the one with the staring problem here?” She smiles wide at being caught, sudden found confidence blooming within. He wouldn’t be sitting here talking to her if he didn’t take some sort of pleasure in her lingering gaze.
“Perhaps you’ve caught me. I’m assuming you have no partner of your own?” It was just like that, he was hitting on her. Which extended far past the very long reception and all the way to his rented motel not far away hours later. It all happened so fast, they talked practically the entire time, loud laughter on her end without even the help of any more drinks.
Being all too increasingly aware of the lack of alcohol now in her system, she’s on top of him. She deeply inhales in their shared kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth with ease. Her hands are working at removing his suit jacket. He teasingly remarks at this but she is all too focused on what’s underneath to hear. Ironically considering he is joking at her desperation, his fingers are skillfully pulling down the zipper on her dress. His tongue glides down her neck, she gasps when he nibbles ever so lightly at the bottom. With that she frantically unbuttons his top and loosens the tie.
When she first saw this man she had not expected both his face and his body to be like a glorious, very chiseled Greek statue. His muscles defined and hard like a sculpture. She wasted no time, shamelessly running her hands down his torso feeling every crevice in sight. She travels down to his waste, but has her hands stopped just before she reaches his belt buckle.
He’s grinning cunningly at her desperation. “So needy. Are you that excited, Little One? I’m afraid I’m not removing any more clothes until you return the favor. I’ll give you exactly what you want when you strip for me.” His hands travel up her hips, rubbing her sides unbearably slow. She stands up, sliding the sleeves off of her arms allowing the dress to fall to the floor. Her eyes look into his, which are looking her body up and down without shame. The intensity of his gaze makes her bashful, tempted to put it right back on.
With that he stands, cupping her breasts in his hands and kneading them with vigor. She is pushed backwards towards the bed, legs coming in contact with the soft fabric of the sheets. In an instant he’s climbing on top of her, sucking and pinching her sensitive nipples. She gasps as he rolls one against his thumb, taking his time to see which way of stimulating them draws out more of a reaction. He’s seductively looking up at her, flicking his tongue against the other receptive bud. She’s gasping, eyes closed now enjoying the pleasant sensation. That is, until his lips are elsewhere kissing down her stomach. His hands are sliding down her panties, teasingly pulling the fabric slightly. Upon realization she closes her legs in shock but he is already between them. With that, the underwear are gone and she lays in her nude glory before him.
“This isn’t fair. All of my clothes are off but you still have your pants on.” She says in a small fit of embarrassment, completely vulnerable with a man she met just hours ago. Despite this she feels absolutely no remorse about it.
He chuckles, hoisting her legs over his shoulders smoothly. “I guess if you’d like it to be fair you’re going to have to earn it.” His breath is hot against her area as he carefully examines it. “You’re so wet already, I wonder how long it will take for that to happen.”
She covers her face, fully knowing just how red it is in response to his words. “How exactly am I going to, ‘earn it’?” Her arms go behind her back and push her up slightly so she can see him.
Mitsuhide makes a perfectly arched brow in response, tongue gracefully brushing against his lips. “When you cum.” He proceeds to waste no time in licking her soaked heat without mercy. She can only gasp in shock at both his words and the sudden sensation. His mouth glides perfectly up her slit, sucking the sensitive bud at the top. His tongue flicks it repeatedly with skill, her back arching more with each one as the pleasure only grows. Just as things continue his hand travels down from her hip and his fingers delve inside, she throbs against him as they curve deliciously. She can only throw her head back in awe as the pressure slowly starts to build. With his free hand he’s mercilessly groping her breast, keeping a steady tempo on his ministrations to her core. She’s panting, squeezing his head between her thighs as she comes close. One hand desperately grips the sheets as the other is tangled through his hair. She’s near her arrival, begging him for her sweet release when suddenly his movement comes to a halt. He pulls away, retracting his fingers leaving her feeling painfully empty. She groans in frustration, resting her arm on her forehead due to the denial. Mitsuhide only smiles cunningly once more. “I’ve decided to tease you instead.”
Her lips part as she whimpers pitifully, until the sight of his belt coming loose and pants coming shortly after. Her eyes linger down below with a feeling of excitement and slight anxiety. He is definitely a sight to see, and with his previous motions she is sure he likely knows how to use it. He crawls back on top of her, arms placed on each side of her head.
She is quick to gently push him back though. Wasting no more time she sits in his lap, having him lay out before her. “Sorry, I just think it’s my turn now.” Her boldness with the statement leaves her a bit shook, but his reaction was clearly nothing but delight as he trails his hands up her thighs extending back to her ass.
In moments she’s slowly taking him in, the overwhelming delight and previous close arrival of an orgasm disregarding any possible discomfort. He’s indulging in it all, watching her form go up and down repeatedly on top of him. He helps, thrusting his hips steadily along with her. He leans up, body now closer as he kisses her lips with passion. He’s moaning with her, although he is much more silent she can tell he’s thoroughly enjoying the experience. In her mind it’s like a hurricane of excitement, the newness of him giving her adrenaline she’s never had in the past.
Just as her thighs begin to ache, he is flipping her on her back. “I didn’t know you were such a tease, you are going to pay for that.” He’s entering her soaked core yet again, easier than any of the past times. Starting off slow, he builds up to a breakneck pace. The hand that’s not balancing himself is holding her face tenderly as he assaults her neck with kisses. She’s practically screaming with sheer pleasure, unlike she ever has in the past. Her legs come around his waist drawing him in closer. She’s gasping his name as that same familiar tightness from before returns. His hands moves from her face, rubbing her nub eagerly pushing her orgasm.
Her nails dig into his back as she suddenly chokes up, her climax hitting her like a train. He pulls her closer, thrusting a bit more to increase her pleasure before pulling out and doing the same himself. White stripes paint her stomach, they pant together as she reaches for a kiss. His lips tangle sloppily with her own as they both come down from their high.
She doesn’t have enough energy to get up as she lays in her naked glory. He himself stands, walking into the bathroom and returning with a small rag. He wipes her clean, smiling much more whole-heartedly than he had before. “Look at you, completely spent.” She giggles, her head moving up to look at him. His words are sincere, she can feel it in his actions as he gently wipes her with the cloth before disregarding it to the side.
“Well, I don’t know about you, but that was probably the best hookup I’ve ever had. Thank you, really.” She stretches, glowing with satisfaction. “I’ll head out here in a few, I think I just need to regain my strength.”
Mitsuhide tilts his head to the side, placing himself in the space on the bed next to her. “What makes you have that idea?”
“Oh? The sex? God, how could I possibly say it was anything less than-”
“I was referring to the you leaving.” He cuts her off, his hand tracing up her stomach drawing small patterns. “As someone who plans on doing this much more in the future, I had intentions on taking care of your needs for the rest of tonight.”
She smiles gently at him. “What does that entail?”
His strong arms curve around her back, pulling her to his chest and squeezing her tenderly. One of his hands toys with her hair that has been thoroughly tangled by their previous activities. She takes a deep breath, basking in the comforting sensation. “Oh, this is really nice.” Returning the embrace, she sighs, relaxed.
Hello everyone! I deeply apologize for being out for so long :(. Recently, there has been a lot of stress in my life and to be frank I just haven’t had the motivation to get out of bed, let alone write. I can’t promise I’ll be fully back for a while, but as of right now I am going to slowly return. That being said, sadly if you previously sent a request via ask box, I accidentally deleted it so please resubmit. Also, feel free to send new ones that will help spark my creativity once more! Hope everyone is well! <3
@nad-zeta asked: Hi hi love! Eeeeep! Its been a while since ive spammed ya box🥺🥺❤❤ hehehe! I see your requests are open so i just had to jump! Low key been feeling super down lately and crushed by all the work that needs to get done....... so here i am to ask for some fluff and bunnies to ease the soul❤❤❤❤❤ hehehe could i pretty please request a mc x kenshin comfort fic🥺🥺🥺 lol one where mc has been over working to the max and needs a little break❤❤😳🥺🥺 hehehe if ya need anymore detail or inspiration feel free to dm me😳😳☺☺
Love ya lots! Sending hugs!❤
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Ah, Zeta! I love seeing you in my askbox so much <3<3<3. You’re the cutest. I hope you are doing ok??? You better not work yourself too hard or I’ll come over there and suffocate you with my love. D: Or perhaps I will anyways, it’s quite tempting.
Anyways, this came much softer then I intended. But I must say, I’m quite happy with it ^^. Bunny boy fluff onw~!
Word count: 1.4/5k
TW: None
Reader has she/her pronouns
Tired.
Kenshin had noticed the dark circles under her eyes, the way she began tying up her hair more instead of combing it, not changing as often. He watched as the smile on her face changed to only a meek grin, how the light in her eyes seemed to crease. Her energy was draining on the daily, her bones seemingly heavy like weights by the way she walks. He looks outside, watching as the sun begins to descend from the horizon.
To tell the truth, she had not been feeling like herself lately. There was so much to do after she properly moved to Kasugama. She had become more well-known and offered to complete more sewing commissions. It seemed as if there was never any time, and if there was, it would quickly slip from her fingers. She would find herself not wanting to get out of bed in the mornings, let alone put on a fake smile for other’s pleasure. Her eyes skim across the velvety fabric in her hands, dropping it with a defeated grunt.
Setting her needle to the side, she rubs her forehead, dragging her hand down to rub her eyes. The weight of everything was beginning to crush her, it was suffocating. She was slowly losing the passion and inspiration she once felt when making clothing. Trying to find the fun in something when it becomes overwhelmingly urgent is nearly impossible.
She had not even noticed the sound of the door opening behind her, or the footsteps that followed. Shakily she inhales, head drooping downward. Her throat is dry, her hands began to shake from the tension in them. Everything had begun to crumble out of control.
When a strong pair of arms wrap around her shoulders, she gasps with surprise. Her heart races in her chest, threatening to explode. A familiar hand traces her arm gently, bringing her a slight sense of relief. Hot breath tickles the sensitive skin on her neck, lips pressing there.
“You need a break. The sun is coming down and you’ve been working since this morning.”
Kenshin’s voice is sultry, deep. It holds so much intensity that she almost melts into her chair. She wants to lean into his touch, let him take her away so that she never sees a needle again. But her actions differ from her thoughts. Straightening her posture, she cringes at an error she notices she made in her stitching. “I will later, I messed up here; the thread will be visible when wearing if I don’t fix it.”
She can feel his glare even without seeing him. His displeasure radiates off his body in an almost radioactive way. “The stitching can be done at another time, come with me.” His command makes her grimace.
“But it can’t… I promised that it would be done by tomorrow and they’re paying me for it. If I cancel now, what does that say about me as a person? I want them to buy my clothes more in the future, they are nice people. I only need a few more hours and I’ll be finished.” She lifts her needle yet again, pulling out her previous stitches from before. She had previously decided that she wanted to start making money for herself instead of just lending some off of Kenshin is she would be living in the Sengoku.
Standing up straight himself, he turns and looks around the room. Multiple different kimonos hang around them, each made by her with high amounts of precision and skill. It had been so long since they’d been intimate with one another, this was the most he’d even talked to her all day. He kneels at her side, paying attention to her hands.
He of all people knows what it’s like to consume yourself with something. For many years, his entire life was revolved around war and training. Nothing else mattered to him. At the time it seemed ideal, but looking back at it, he knows it was all just pure misery. An unhealthy way he chose to cope.
The woman he loves needs help- it became clear to Kenshin that it was his turn to do so.
He takes her palm in his own, clasping it gently with his calloused fingers. He notices how red hers have become. He rubs them gently, and she doesn’t stop him. She feels as if she cannot, for, the relaxation that encases her body is too much to deny.
She’s missed his touch; it’s been far too long.
Without saying anything, he takes the things from her lap, setting it to the side. She cranes her neck around in circles, closing her eyes. In an instant, strong arms are reaching out from under her, lifting and pulling her against his chest. She feels a tinge of guilt for giving in, but the ever-growing exhaustion triumphs all. She wraps her arms around his neck loosely, letting him take her away.
He sets her down in a chair, and she can hear him begin to pour water into a tub. Her eyes open and watch. “Oh, Kenshin, you don’t have to-”
“I want to.”
Her eyes begin to water as he helps her slip out of her clothes. She gets in the tub, letting the water sooth her tense muscles. Kenshin joins her shortly after, pulling her close to him. They sit there in silence for a while, he washes her thoroughly, wiping away all the stress he can. His hands soothingly glide against her neck, back, and anywhere else he senses even the slightest discomfort.
And finally, she presses a kiss to her temple, resting his head against her shoulder. “What’s been going on?” His question is clear, voice deep as he whispers in her ear. She didn’t know how, but it was as if everything began pouring out of her in that moment. She could feel the hot tears stream down her cheeks, ones he wiped away with the gentlest of touches known to man as she began to explain everything.
She told him about the pressure she feels and the guilt that lingers when she thinks of disappointing everyone. How she’s started to become repulsed by the thought of sewing, and that waking up and getting out of bed has become a difficult task. At one point, her gentle cries became full on sobs, her body shaking more and more.
Kenshin only pulls her close, listening to everything she needed to say before speaking himself.
“I love you with all of my heart, ___. I’d die for you. I need you to know that you do not need to work yourself so hard to make yourself useful. You are perfect, and if anyone ever makes you feel any different, then I will need their name so that I can kill them.” The seriousness in his last statement makes her shiver.
He continues, “Please do not overwork yourself. We will get through this, together. I don’t want you being so stressed out. You deserve a break, and to never feel this way again.” Kenshin takes her chin in his hand, “I am amazed with how strong of a woman you are. You are so strong, for that matter, that you make me stronger. I want to do the same in return.”
She is truly left speechless. Kenshin was never the verbally affectionate type- or the best with words at all, for that matter. And yet, here he is, speaking from his heart. She turns around properly, looking into his eyes. They seep with love and intensity, boring into her soul. He adores her with his entire being, as he always will. The look alone stirs a warm feeling in her chest.
His tender lips crash into her own, pressing the softest of kisses there. Her mind goes blank as she hugs him tightly.
“I love you.”
“I love you more.”
Being lifted back to their shared bedroom, he lays her onto the futon, pushing her hair out of her face. She smiles, but this time, it’s genuine. Her mind and body feel light again, she feels as if she is unstoppable. Although, she becomes slightly confused when he walks to the other side of the room, opening the door to the garden.
Suddenly, a large flash of white, black, and brown fills her vision. Balls of fluff topple onto her freshly cleaned body. Little noses tickle her sensitive skin, a fit of giggles escaping her lips. All the small furry companions only seem to be spurred on by this, laying on top of her like a warm blanket.
Kenshin can only bring himself to smile at the scene, watching her burst into yet another hysterical fit of laughter. He decides in that moment that there is absolutely nothing better than seeing her smile, and regardless of what it would take, he would always seek to find it.
Hello, @completeotometrash ! Your turn has come! *evil laughter in the background*
Being analytical could prove to be quite an advantage in times of war. I presume that it would be appreciated especially by tacticians and those who would prefer for their partner to read the room well - although it seems to be overall a well-received trait.
As for dry and sarcastic sense of humour, I presume that suitors with similar preferences would work best - or at the very least, it would spare the remaining love interests plenty of “ugh” and surprised pikach-esque moments. At the same time, I would like to take a moment to note that Mitsunari would not mind in the slightests and as such, he doesn’t get any negative points.
Timidity seems to be oftentimes perceived rather negatively. I presume that most suitors could see it as neutral quality, although some could perhaps find it as… Well, maybe not a boring thing, but it may not spark their interest, hence making the start of the relationship harder.
Also, a thing to note: some would definitely take it as a sign of surival instinct and perhaps would even view it as being smart.
Now, to being mature - in all honesty, based on that criteria, I would reason that some of more youthful and juvenile suitors could be a bad choice, simply because of the different approach to life.
Lastly, let’s consider being enthusiastic and witty in one point - I presume both could be greatly appreciated by some of the more lively warlords. I also think that the more intellectual ones could want a witty partner… And I also think that it could annoy Hideyoshi to no end, at least if used against him.
I believe all suitors would enjoy sharing time with a good conversation partner and as such, no points were distributed based on this trait.
Ahh, allow me to send you virtual hugs, all of those are truly hard to deal with.
Now, rationalising ones fears and emotional side would definitely be hard to address if it was further promoted by one’s partner. I believe suitors who struggle with it themselves could make the issue worse, even more so given how they did rely a bit on MC for this sort of “wake up call”.
To possibly provide a counter to it, I would perhaps point to some of the suitors fluent in feelings - either by being rather mothering in nature or by being able to read humans to a certain extent.
I presume I could sum the second trait as fear of being abandoned. I think that the warlords who start with more of a casual approach to the relationship or who straight-down want to break it apart would only aggravate it, at least initially.
Now, for struggling with receiving comfort and being secretive - I presume that for one to even consider giving it out, they’d have to notice that something may be off and then they would have to pick a suitable way.
Mitsuhide (+2)
Shingen (+2)
Stubbornness - a fatal flaw at times, yet… It would be simply required to make some of the relationships work at all, given how some of the suitors tend to push others away. However, given the other mentioned traits, I presume it could work differently - and perhaps would show itself in caring for others. Or much rather, forcing them not to be complete idiots who act with disregard to their health.
As you can see, I already changed my blog name. Hiya, it’s still Lorei here, no moving anywhere! (ง •̀ω•́)ง✧
So, as expected, all my masterlits went bzzzzium. I will have a total of… 216 posts to link in them. (Though I will also have to repair all the links in my multi-chapter fics). Bear with me, I will get it done, haha.
So.
@lorei-wrote is the blog were all the masterlists will be kept in place. As you can see, I already put guidelines posts there - and pinned the masterlist of masterlists, so to say, haha. Well, you may want to go check it out, there may be some surprises there. I will have it linked in my bio later.
I made a side blog to hold onto my old username, @masamune-archive. Tumblr seems to be no less confused about the change than I am, haha. So. Even though my masterlists do not work anymore, I reblogged all of my fics there, series are in order.
Whew. I will also try to repair all the links in answered asks and so on. We shall see how it goes.
For now, goodnight and wish me luck! Both with linking all of this stuff and with the exam later today. Haha. *gulps in waking up in 6 hours*
Ah, hello everyone; It’s been a while. I’d like to apologize for not being on Tumblr often, I really don’t have too much of an excuse besides the fact that I’ve just been off of social media recently. I find myself not having any motivation outside of work irl and not really having too many decent fic ideas. I feel like writing something light/fluffy would help, so please drop some requests related to that to spark some creativity! I want to get started again because it brings me so much joy doing so. Do not be afraid to flood my askbox with multiple requests, I am grateful for anything you guys have to offer ^^. Hope everyone is well! <3
Hi! Once you get this you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly, then send this to ten of your favourite followers (non-negotiable) SPREAD POSITIVITY 💌😘
AH oignoefsdd Okay fine >:(
1. I like my hair.
2. I like how sometimes I can make people laugh unintentionally.
3. I like how my writing is progressing.
4. My eyes are pretty.
5. I like how I love cliches to the point I’m willing to read things over and over again-
I have amazing dental health and I like my pearly whites.
I like my multilingualism!
I like my blog (and adore my followers)!
I like my sheer determination and little talent. 😂😂😂
Tagging:
@deejadabbles, @nad-zeta, @silhouette-of-a-dream, @masamune-archive, @thatweirdfrenchcanadian, @workbyrui, @Tobione (you’re on anon but I’m totally baiting you to come off it now 😂😂😂 jkjkjkjkjkjk only if you want to, or you can send the five into my inbox on anon. NO PRESSURE THO!!!) @venulus, @kamesama & @nuttytani
Eeeep how could i refuse such a request from my darling nemo❤❤❤🥺
Five nice thing u say //starts sweating
1. My arms😏😏😏 like ive put a lot of work into these bad boys❤🥺
2. Eyes 🥺🥺🥺 like im not about ringing my own bell but….. yeah i think my eyes are pretty
3.//looks up to see what other people said😂😂 hehehe found one which i am stealing… my blog and every single on of my followers ❤❤❤❤❤
4. My ability to consume massive amounts of sugar😂😂😂😂
5. My ability to endure 😂😂😂 lol i know it sounds weird but like when the going gets tough i stick around and see things through to the end even if it gets painful or difficult 🥺❤
Geeez that was harder than i thought it would be lolol hehehe thank darling @readerinsertfanfiction for the tag! I shall tag @silhouette-of-a-dream @masamune-archive (hehehe now mama and lorey has to say 10 things😏 x2 positivity)
@venulus @truth-be-told-im-lying @venuswrites @whitewinterswan @who-ever-said-i-was-nice @dealwithwarlords @kamesama @delicateikemenmemes @vcl-1807 @coreycore420 hehehehe is that 10? Pfffft hope so! And legit anyone else who sees this and wants to join in❤❤❤🥺
Oh? Oh? Zeta is aiming at Lorei with positivity? Oh? Oh? Cannons turned against Lorei? oh? Oh? *falls down dramatically*
Let’s do this.
[I like the fact that…]
I genuinely care about people and have stood up for others on numerous occassions (even if not at every given chance).
I can swear like a sailor.
I taught myself some abilities from scratch and ended up being actually decent at them.
I learnt to give up on some things.
I’m somewhat patient.
Okay, okay, okay, so I have to go with a second round of tags? Hmm… Oh, I seemed to have forgotten to ask, those are absolutely random, no favourites here.
@nyktoon-in-otomeland, @completeotometrash, @littlegrrl7 ? want to join in?
(Before I begin, I’d like to let you all know that I am not dead lmao. Sorry I haven’t posted in a while! Writers block is a bitch. I’d love it if everyone slipped some cute fic ideas in my askbox~.)
5 things I like about myself?
1. I like my sense of humor. I love it when I am the reason someone is happy
2. I’m aware that this sounds a little weird, but I like my legs. They’re quite strong and I work my ass off to keep them that way.
3. I like my patience. I am very good at keeping calm under pressure/ sticking with something when needed be.
4. I LOVE my blog and followers, you are all so kind and I truly appreciate it ^^.
5. I like my teeth. I’ve always had pretty straight teeth and I only really drink water so they aren’t really stained.
In the six months that I’ve actively started posting on Tumblr for the ikesen fandom, you all have shown an immense amount of kindness that I feel I don’t deserve. On that note, it is everyone reading this that has made this hecktic year worth living. As I have stated before, writing is extremely important to me and being able to share it with such an amazing community has become the peak of my daily routine. Thank you for your support, really. Ily all! ^^
tagged by @molinajules and @violetsbaudelaire (ILY BOTH SO MUCH; YOU’RE BOTH DEFINITELY ON HERE) to do this sweet new tag game!
the rules: tag five or more people that you are thankful were in your 2020, that you’re thankful exists in a world that’s hard to live in. whether that be through random reblogs on your posts, or people you have had full blown conversations with. whether it’s just seeing them on your dash, or interacting with them.
so this is definitely not the full list and i’m definitely forgetting someone, but:
@newgenesis @earthbendcrs @casihopeyoucanhearme @sqturdaynight @starllords @anakinskyiwalker @sleepsongs @cherry-magic @shadowsweavers @mistercaleb @bihunnicutt @binickmiller @martacabreras @sci-fi @ginnypcttcr @sharoncarrter @clara-oswin-oswald @billhaders @baggvins @cirillaofscintra @brucewyane @laststop @dylannobriens @keepyourlife @new-asgard @achillese @maevemillay @niinazenik @jamesbvck @plutou @daisylouisejohnson @deckerschloe @keiraknigthly @emmaswcns @ewanmcgregors @francesjanvier @maraudens and seriously? anyone reading this has made my 2020 a brighter year regardless of whether i tagged you or not. i love you all so much <3
TvT thank you for tagging me guysss @truth-be-told-im-lying , @birdcopsfangirlsblog and @voltage-vixen ! I love and appreciate you guys too, and I’m really happy yall tagged me :”D
many thanks and warm smooochies to those who have stuck around my blog, tried talking to me and became friends ❤, or even those who I haven’t had a chance to talk to but leave comments/likes/reblog my posts . I’ve found countless sweeties in tumblr and its awe-ing, super glad that I made the choice of finally officially getting a tumblr xDD.
Tysm I’m prolly only gonna do one of these once a year. My brain can’t function so I can’t think of ppl off of the top of my head so I’m tagging my followers/following Also I’m aware that I’m gonna tag some ppl twice or smthing So….
Thank you so very, very much for tagging me in this, @instantmilktea-matchapocky! I was hoping to do something like this and thank people en-mass, so this works out nicely for me!
So, to everyone I’ve tagged in this reblog and the following one (because I ended up finding too many people I wanted to say thank you to…):
I’m firstly sorry for the tag.
Also: many of you probably aren’t into IkéSen anymore/don’t remember me, and I’m fully ready for that 😂
I apologise immensely for tagging you - please just take this as a heartfelt thank you because you have, regardless, made my life a hecking load better regardless of if you remember me or not and that this is just my thank you for it <3
Plus, to those who’ve messaged me and are tagged here, know that I’ve seen your messages.
I’m just awful in general at answering private messages but have genuinely also had a really, seriously bad time over the past few months at large and so have kind of just given up on my insistence that I’ll get around to answering them; I genuinely can’t guarantee that I’ll be able to stick around for a conversation for a multitude of reasons, so I’m really sorry that I can’t get back to you all.
However, I want this post to serve as my acknowledgement and thanks to all who have messaged me across any platforms that I’ve seen you, I’m grateful for and have read your messages and know you’re there <3 I’m really sorry I haven’t gotten back to you, but I promise that it’s not personal and is an issue with me rather than you.
Going on from that, in general, this tag is for a good reason:
Everyone listed here has made a difference to me this year because I’ve been looking back through past asks and comments etc on this blog, not just from this year but right back to the creation of it, to find everyone who has helped me, given me strength and deserves appreciation for the things they’ve done and what they are. I literally went through 1,300-odd posts and wrote down as many as I could - although I think I’ve missed a few along the way, so if you’re not written down here but know you’ve supported or interacted with me/this blog, you’re supposed to be on here as well! I’m just stupid ksjfhkshdskl - to make sure that I send my thanks to everyone I humanly can who’s gotten me this far not only this year but since I started up on here.
I know that’s technically breaking the rules of the ask game and I’m sorry but at the same time I’m really not.
So, to everyone listed here, thank you so, so, so incredibly much. I love you all so much and remember interacting with you all which is why I can say that I love you. Regardless of if you even know who the heck I am, just know that you’ve done amazing things and that I’m so grateful for you, you’ve made someone’s year and life in general better and I wish the absolute best for you.
Additionally: do not feel like you have to do this/carry this on! I know I tagged a shit-ton of people and some may have already been tagged in this/done it themselves! Please just know that I appreciate you! No response or reply needed whatsoever, so don’t feel like you have to at all!
Onto the actual tags, which I had to split into sections…
These tags aren’t working, but I’m including you guys regardless, just on the off chance that you see this…:
@airikai
@angels-or-ashes / 😇 Anon 😇
@dreamfar628
@eurekapendragon
@kinkymint
@ladystudyextreme
@lazyfluffybunny
@mai-the-queen
@saedoodles
@shitgodsays
@stardust-and-ashes
@tang-wei
@widzziciclesatmidnight / @destinedatmidnight
@yawningmicrobe
@yuuki-clyde / 🌟 Anon 🌟 / Shiny
@zetalith
Tags that aren’t actually tags but shoutouts regardless to my anons over the years who identified themselves:
May Anon
owo Anon
Scorpi Anon
Sky Anon
uwu Anon
🌷 Anon 🌷
🌸 Anon 🌸
💐 Anon 💐
🌈 Anon 🌈
☁️ Anon ☁️
🐦 Anon 🐦
🐹 Anon 🐹
🍑 Anon 🍑
☕ Anon ☕
🎲 Anon 🎲
🐾 Anon 🐾
💮 Anon 💮
🏵 Anon 🏵
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Anon ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
The working tags are below, for those who get a mention notification!
To everyone reading this point-blank, though, regardless of interaction with me or any of my blogs in any way, thank you for being alive <3 I love you, you’re incredible, you’ve made so many people smile, you’re priceless and I wish you the absolute best.
To all listed here and everyone else, stay safe, I wish you all the happiness, health and safety on earth, I wish you the best Christmas if you celebrate it, the New Year if celebrated, and hope that 2021 will be something we can all appreciate far more than this year. Admin loves you 🤍🐝🍚
@deathbyotome you are such a kind person, thank you so much for the tag! You’re an EXTRODINARY writer well deserving of all the love in the world <3. I hope you and everyone reading this now are doing well. ^^
Tagging:
@nad-zeta (Especially you. You were my first follower who showed interest in my content and made me feel good about it. Your comments still make me all giddy <3. Thank you.)
@strawberrysalwa
@the-soot-sprite
@that-crazy-five-foot-two-chick
@nishtharya
@classy-mc
@cheese-ception
@wingardium-letmefuckyou
And really everyone who shows content creators love deserve a tag!
707 loves Christmas Hallmark movies so much that he watches them year-round. Vanderwood hates it and Saeran secretly loves them but refuses to admit it.
Summary: Saeran has felt invisible for as long as he can remember. Tormented by the school’s “Queen Bee”, ignored by the entire student body, Saeran feels as though he’s doomed to fade away into nothing. That is, until a chance encounter turns his life upside-down… (School!au)
❤❤❤❤sending ya all the hugs! Hope u are keeping safe and well 🥺❤🌻
Hehe, thank you for sending something in! I hope you are safe and well too!!! <3
🍓 - Hmm, a secret?
I’m about to embarrass myself with sharing this story, but I’m sure you’ll enjoy. So, for my entire life, I’ve almost never been able to resist snacks. (Expecially around the holidays oml.) This took place years ago, I was still really young. Anyways, my mother had bought a large pack of red and green oreo cookies. They were sitting on the table already opened, so young me decided to start eating them.
I ate 23 of these motherfuckers before moving the wrapper and reading what they actually were.
“Holiday Cookies, for dogs!”
Lmao, in my defense, they tasted like regular cookies... I don’t like to talk about this story with other people but for some odd reason it’s become quite the hit at family meetings. So I suppose that is a secret of mine that I don’t tell too often! O//O
🍂 - Middle name?
My middle name is Anne, haha! It’s pretty basic.
🦄 - How do I percieve myself?
That’s a pretty tricky question! It’s safe to say that I’m a pretty timid person, I like to go with the flow for the most part. I don’t like conflict and just want everyone to get along. (I’m pretty much the mediator everywhere I go. Also, it seems I’ve taken on the “Therapist Friend” role in my friendships.) Despite this, many people seem to be pretty intimidated by me. (I have a serious case of RBF and when speaking I’m not the most expressive.) Haha, I promise I’m not that mean! I also don’t think I’m a terrible person, I’ll always try to do the right thing and give back to others. <3
