i have arrived

tired of empty smiles, and nights alone. oc blog for all my gay ass ocs.

[daydreamingfiasco]

bc junnie is nosey and i found this one hiding in my private blog lmfao

emmy and farren had been requested to go abroad for their dance company as stand-ins and representatives. obviously, there was nothing that either isi or alaric should do to stop it - it was a great and rare opportunity, one they both rightfully deserved.

it was sad, letting them go. isi wailed tears at the airport - albeit just to be dramatic... and they kept in touch regularly - at first, at least. eventually the calls, the videos, the texts started getting less and less frequent in response. it broke isi’s heart a little. he knew they were busy but in the back of isi’s mind, he worried if they were happier without him and alaric in their lives; if they were happier all the way out there instead of home with them...

going to living with just the two of them was an odd adjustment for emmy, but once he realized he started to relish in. he had farren all to himself almost all day, every day. he did love isi and alaric, of course, but something about farren really set him on fire and he didn’t mind it. emmy felt himself getting lost in their time together - sometimes forgetting to even think about isi and alaric at all. he knew that might be a problem... but he’d face it if it ever arose.

one morning, emmy felt himself getting swept away once more. they had already been abroad nearly a year, and it was a rare morning off cuddled up next to farren as the sunlight seeped through the curtains onto their bed. emmy gently gave farren kisses to get him awake - and farren responded with a low groan but a smile eventually up at emmy.

“morning ~” emmy whispered, pressing another kiss to farrens head in his bed head of blue hair.

farren hummed, pleased, “ mmm morning --”

farren adjusted himself to lay on emmy’s chest, hands under his chin as he gazed upon his golden haired boyfriend. sometimes farren swore he was an angel, especially when the morning light hit him just right. and honestly, emmy thought the same.

“god, you’re beautiful ...” emmy admitted, causing farren to chuckle.

emmy gave farren another small kiss and leaned back with a smile. “i love you so much, you know that?”

farren chuckled again and rolled his eyes, “ i know you tell me, like, every day. but i love you too ~”

emmy’s heart soared every time at those words.

“i wished it was always like this ... just us...” emmy muttered, not realizing right away that he hadn’t meant to say that out loud. and he only realized what he had said when farren frowned, and sat up.

“what the fuck does that mean, emmy?” there was bite in farren’s voice all of a sudden.

emmy quickly sat up, trying to think of a reason... or an excuse - something.

“n-no that’s not... what i meant -- well, i did mean it but i just --” emmy stammered over his words... nervous and unsure of himself. “it’s just -- i’ve gotten so used to it being just the two of us, y’know?”

that just made farren’s expression worse. “fuck emmy -- we can’t just abandon our other boyfriends, who are waiting for us back home, just because we got comfortable here.”

emmy felt a knife stab his heart at that... he knew isi and alaric were waiting for them, and they still loved them very much. emmy did love isi and alaric still too but he also knew that he loved farren much differently.

“i ... i know. i’m sorry... i didn’t mean to say that...” emmy looked down, feeling miserable now for letting it slip.

“but you feel that way, obviously... i can’t believe this --” farren huffed. he hated seeing emmy look hurt about this... but he really didn’t believe what he was hearing. “...do you not love isi or alaric anymore then?”

the question felt as though bricks hit emmy’s shoulders, and everything felt worse. “n-no! i do ... i do still love them it’s just --”

“just what, emmy?”

“... i just... i’ve always loved you more... i guess.”

farren sighed because part of him felt the same. but he couldn’t imagine his life without isi ... he felt frustrated and upset now. he felt bad for having fun and enjoying his time alone with emmy - he felt it was kind of a betrayal to isi ...

“ ... i get it,” farren finally spoke, “because it’s... the same. i don’t know.” he huffed, feeling even more frustrated to try and put his feelings into words. “i love you, emmy, i really do ... you’re special to me. but isi he - he’s special too. please... don’t make choose between you two...” there was pain in his voice to match his eyes, and emmy felt terrible when he heard those words.

emmy carefully pulled farren into a hug. “i don’t want you to do that at all, baby... i know isi and alaric are special to you. and i’m sorry ... i didn’t mean to say what i did. i just got too caught up in the moment. i love you, okay?” he gave farren a quick kiss on the cheek to try and cheer him up.

“ ... and isi too?” farren looked up at emmy for the right answer.

emmy sighed, feeling the question weight on his heart. he felt terrible lying... but he just smiled softly, “ yes, and alaric too.”

that answer seemed to put farren at ease because he leaned into emmy’s embrace. they spent most of the day just like that in bed.

[daydreamingfiasco]

a grump, and a pest.

for years, daniel and lauren were rivals - ever since they both started culinary school. top of their class, neck and neck - always trying to show up the other.

and for years after that, it's like their paths never totally diverged from each other. one way or another, they would find each other again. daniel called it fate. lauren called it bad luck. but their most recent encounter was certainly not one lauren expected - daniel already had his own place ... and it just happened to be right across the street from the restaurant he had just signed on with. from that day forward, daniel did his best to try coerce lauren into joining his team. lauren rejected him each time.

but then one day, all it took was an argument with his boss, a comment on his skills and work ethic, for lauren to come marching into daniel's kitchen late at night.

" is that position you wanted me for still open?" lauren asked quickly. not even so much as a hello. leaving daniel having to take a second to gather his thoughts.

" uh... y-yeah, sure... what --"

lauren cut him off before he could finish, " when can i start?" he asked.

" you can... start tomorrow, i guess --" daniel was still confused and somewhat lost on the situation.

"great." and with that, Lauren walked himself out of the kitchen and back home.

daniel looked to his current sous chef, Shay. and she just shrugged in return. it took a few moments for daniel to realize what happened, and he was elated. he finally succeeded.

it was easy for lauren to fit in. and by the sound of things, daniel had already spoken a lot about lauren so his staff knew what was coming. and lauren was just a tad greatful for that. what lauren never did expect was how ... easy it became to work with daniel. and soon after when daniel essentially no longer had anything to pester lauren about, lauren started to see sides of him that he deemed.... admirable. Daniel treated his staff properly, and with respect. he never seemed to think of himself as higher than anyone else... and his dedication to his food honestly almost could have made lauren swoon. and sure enough... it did.

lauren found himself faced with a problem, for sure. he'd dated and liked folks before but never in the same work environment. at times, he'd catch himself staring during slow moments of day. and lauren would actually begin to look forward to their time alone at the very end of the night, when everyone else had gone home. lauren would still do some work before sitting down and talking with daniel.

but one night, daniel asked something lauren definitely didn't prepare for.

" hey laurie, how about becoming my boyfriend?"

and lauren felt his heart go to his throat, and a heat generate from his neck to his face. he quickly turned away for daniel not to notice - but with his hair tied up, he noticed.

" w-what kind of a question is that? of c-course not!" lauren wanted to kick himself for the stuttering, he was better than this.

but daniel just grinned. " you're not doing a very good job at hiding it you know ~ you like me, don't you laurie?"

god, lauren wanted to hide. was he that obvious? shit.

" no, you're annoying!" lauren protested. never wanting to give in.

" c'mon laurie, just turn around so i can give you a kiss, you can be my boyfriend, and we'll be happily ever after ~" lauren just shook his head.

" i promise, we won't fuck in the kitchen. that was a one time thing..." daniel thought that would help, somehow.

[daydreamingfiasco]

the break up

when emmy and farren returned from Europe for their dancing, something just seemed to feel... off. it's true, farren and isi set their favorites on emmy and alaric but... even with that in mind they felt like they were all together... and the knew that.

but when emmy started to avoid time with isi, or alaric did the same with farren, the two felt like something was wrong.

it was normal for them to break into twos and sleep in seperate rooms, so later that night, isi crawled in next to farren with a hum. it still felt comfortable with farren at least.

but isi was curious abt his state with emmy ... so asked.

" hey farren..."

farren just gave a hum to let isi know he was awake, and ready to listen.

" is ... is emmy mad at me? did i do something? it seems like he's avoiding me a lot lately..."

when isi finished, farren opened his eyes to see isi actually looking a little hurt. and that put a hole in farrens heart. but he realized, he was in the same predicament.

but he also knows why emmy would be avoiding isi...

" he ... he hasn't said anything to me..."

farren debating for a moment before asking the same about alaric. " do you know if alaric... might be upset with me? he doesn't seem to want me around as much especially when it's just the two of you..."

isi felt hurt hearing that; hearing farren feel he wasn't wanted.

isi quickly tried to remedy it, "i-im sure that's not true... alaric hasn't said anything to me, but ... i'm sure he's not mad at you... i'll talk to him about it though..."

" .. okay. and i'll talk to emmy ..."

isi snuggled up closer to farren and farren welcomed it gladly with a kiss to isi's head. but he started to worry about what this tension and hesitation might mean for them.

meanwhile, alaric had been up late doing work and was just getting ready for bed when he saw emmy doing the same... but setting up his bed on the couch.

" emmy ... what're you doing?"

emmy jumped, a little surprised since he didn't hear alaric.

" a-ah ... i was just. gonna sleep here for the night."

" .. while i may not spare for comfort, i highly doubt that couch will be more comfortable than a bed. c'mon, come to bed with me. isi and farren are already asleep by now."

despite alaric having reservations now about this whole set up, he still didn't not love emmy ... and he didn't want him to be uncomfortable. he was used to sharing a bed with just emmy, since more often than expected isi and farren would prefer nights together.

emmy hesitated. he didn't really want to go with alaric ...

" n-no.. it's okay. i gotta get up early and all that."

" i know, it's alright, though. nothing we're not already used to."

emmy started to hate this push back.

" i just... don't feel comfortable right now. nothing with you, i just... want to be alone, okay?"

though emmy didn't admit the whole truth, it was truth enough. he didn't feel as comfortable with alaric as he did with farren to sleep by his side anymore. alaric looked a little confused by this, however, he didn't quite understand what was so different.

" ... alright then. you know my door is always open if you change your mind."

emmy thanked alaric for the offer before he disappeared to his room. he felt bad leaving alaric hanging but... it didn't feel right.

the next morning isi sat watching alaric cook breakfast for them before work while farren and emmy already left to practice.

the question of what farren asked last night weighed on isi.

" ... hey alaric... did farren... do something to upset you? he thinks... you don't wanna be around him..."

alaric paused and looked at isi a little surprised. he hadn't even been aware of his own actions. he looked back to the food to keep it from burning.

"no, not at all... i hadn't realized i was making him think that ..."

isi hummed at the answer. he didn't necessarily enjoy it.

" but it's just --"

isi looked back up at alaric who was already putting plates in front of them.

" just what, alaric?"

alaric sighed, feeling he might regret the next words coming out of his mouth...

" it's just... i got so used to it being just us when they were gone. it was nice."

isi felt everything spike then drop to the pit of his stomach. he didn't know if it was anger or sadness.

" what do you mean? are you saying you want it to be just... us?" isi's tone wasn't exactly calm and lacking accusations...

"n-no ... that's not what i meant! i do love them but... i don't know..." alaric looked down in guilt, ashamed that he would admit this.

" ... but it's part of what you think, right?" isi sighed, " alaric --"

" i know... i think i just need a little more time to get back into things ..."

"... but if you really do feel like you can't have emmy and farren here ... i don't know... we'll talk i guess..."

" isi --"

after that, the two went quiet. unsure of how to continue. all isi did was thank him for the breakfast afterwards, and for the remainder of the day, there was mostly silence between them.

that night, farren could tell isi seemed bothered by something... and by the way he clung to farren, it certainly had something to do with what they talked about the night before.

" everything okay?" farren asked, facing isi in the bed and taking hands between his to play with his fingers.

" ... i talked with alaric today..." isi admitted, not meeting farrens eyes though.

farren figured.

" and? did something happen?" farren prepared himself to hear if they had fought or something.

" not... not exactly. it's just --"

isi debated if he should even say anything. but he figured he should.

" he's... not mad at you, or anything. he just... says he got too used to us being together ... i don't know, i guess he's having a hard time adjusting."

the words felt bricks on both of them.

" i see... well, emmy said the same thing..." farren lied, " we'll just give them sometime."

farren hated lying, but he knew if he told isi was emmy really said that morning in europe, it'd break his heart.

[daydreamingfiasco]

around the holidays, everything had a temdency to get hectic ... it would be a mess for both elisabeth and her partner. her partner would be busy at her bakery, trying to finish every little project customers requested. and elisabeth had her head buried in mountains of paper work, trying to make headway on a new project for the company. and while they each understood they were busy, sometimes... they were a little too busy. especially elisabeth - an unfortunate trait she picked up from isi.

there would be days when her partner went to go see her, but elisabeth would simply give a quick hello kiss, before running off to another meeting. other days, elisabeth wouldn't answer calls. and when she did they were cut short. and the remaining days, sometimes elisabeth would never even come home.

her partner would walk into a dark and quiet house after a long day, and all it did was make the day feel longer. the house always looked so big, and the bed felt even bigger without elisabeth around. it hurt, in many ways. she debated about trying to get elisabeth's attention. but she worried she'd only get in the way, and disrupt her work. elisabeth, unfortunately never even really realized what she'd been doing.

eventually, the holidays came. and nothing much changed in their dynamic. in fact, she was sure she had seen elisabeth less than before. she knew she was busy, but still... the pain grew and grew. unable to get a hold of elisabeth christmas eve, her partner left for the holiday to spend with her family. leaving only a note on the table for elisabeth to see.

elisabeth came home that night, exhausted but excited to see her dear partner and finally spend time together. "i'm hoooome ~"

but there wasn't an answer, and every light was off... elisabeth was confused about this. she knew her partner was closing up early for the holidays. but she wasn't home...

elisabeth looked around the house, but there was no one to be found. finally, elisabeth noticed the note on the table..

'i went to my parents for the holidays. i'll see you when i get back. sorry. i love you.'

despite knowing her partner wasn't the type to just walk out on her, elisabeth panicked a bit. wondering why she wouldn't say anything beforehand. especially since they were supposed to spend the holiday together.

in a hurry, elisabeth threw her shoes back on and made a mad dash outside for a cab. from there, it was a rush to the airport and find the next plane to her partners hometown. she knew what she was doing was insane but she'd make it work. she waited in line after line, and the anxiety would only get worse.

and finally she got herself on a plane, and she was off to see her beloved partner. from there, it was another cab ride to her house... a cute little house, elisabeth always thought. almost slipping on ice, she ran for the door, giving it a knock - she wasn't even thinking about the time. but it sure was cold.

after a few moments, she knocked again. and her partner finally opened the door...

"elisabeth... what're you doing here? and at this hour?"

elisabeth's face lit up to see her partner. she looked tired, and her eyes seemed red like she'd been crying however, and elisabeth's heart sank.

"i'm sorry, i just didn't want you to hate me... why didn't you call me and tell me you were leaving?"

elisabeth could feel the cold really sinking in but she tried her best not to shiver too much. her partner, though, could feel the cold from the doorway.

"come in first, get out of the cold before you freeze ..."

elisabeth was grateful to the offer and walked right in. but she didn't leave the doorway, on the off chance she wasn't fully welcome.

her partner sighed, "i could never hate you, elisabeth... i'm just sad ... i tried to call you but you never answered."

elisabeth looked confused at that statement and she reached for her phone in her pocket.

" but you never called, i didn't -- oh."

she looked to find several missed calls from her partner over the past few days.

her heart sank further. "oh my god... you did call. ooooh i'm the worst..."

she felt tears prickle her throat because of how terrible she felt. she felt awful.

" you're not the worst, elisabeth..."

"but i am! i missed your calls and i never came home..."

" you were busy, it's understandable... i just didn't want to disturb you..."

the tears finally came out, and elisabeth tried her best to manage them.

"b-but you can always bother me ... it's not fair to you... you should be my life, not my work..."

elisabeth kept her head down and quietly sobbed before her partner wrapped her in a hug. she was warm, and smelled sweet just like always.

" don't beat yourself up over this, okay? i still love you, very much."

" i-i love you too ..." elisabeth whined, holding her partner close.

" j-just... next time drag me home if you have to ... you're never a bother to me..."

her partner laughed at the idea, "okay, i will."

her partner smiled up at elisabeth. all her smiles were small but they were soft and lovely.

"i'm really glad you're here now, though. i missed you."

" me too. i got on the first plane i could! i didn't even bring anything with me..." elisabeth nervously laughed at the mention of not having brought anything with her.

her partner looked surprised at her but laughed as well.

[fallen-in-love-suggestion]

Every time I see you, my heart jumps in place and my knees buckle and my laughter is just a touch louder- and then you smile at me with that knowing look and, oh God, I think I really really do love you.

[daydreamingfiasco]

time apart

though alaric enjoyed staying with isi and helping at the gym, there was always something that required him to travel. sometimes it might only be for a few days, but other times it might've been for weeks at a time. needless to say, it would certainly take a toll on isi. he wasn't fond of alaric disappearing for so long. it was lonely by himself, even with all his pokemon.

but the truth was, the one who really hated alaric being away was ai. though it wasn't alaric that ai missed - it was aero, his charizard.

ai was known for being stolen, or hurt maliciously for being a strong pokemon. though he puts up a front and acts like it's nothing, it really started to put a wear on him. aero helped a little with that wear. he would somehow always be there whenever ai would be kidnapped, and he'd stay with him even after they got back home. it helped ai feel safe.

[daydreamingfiasco]

surprise proposal

farren didn’t let emmy go too long without seeing him. emmy always felt bad how often farren came to visit him, but he was grateful, nonetheless. and farren would never truly admit how much he missed emmy - but he misses him too much, honestly. these frequent visits were for both their sakes, really. 

one morning, emmy sat up just at day break, and before farren would even bother to move. he watched his boyfriend sleep soundly, and peacefully - he was finally looking well rested... emmy couldn’t help but laugh lightly at the sign of his roots growing under his dyed blue hair. but at the same time, emmy worried. if farren wasn’t keeping up his hair, it meant he was overworking himself... 

[daydreamingfiasco]

bed sharing

slowly, isi learned how to properly live with alaric... it was tough, but they made it work. isi stayed in the room with a pull out bed, while alaric, of course stayed in his own room. a room isi already knew a lot about. parts of him wished he could see it again. and sleep on that plush bed again.

but he knew better by now. alaric didn't trust him totally, and isi didn't push him. moments shined through where isi could tell alaric trusted him juuuust a little. and slowly but surely they grew closer over their time spent together; getting back to those giggly conversations, isi being able to sit close with alaric while they watched a movie, and just general comfort.

but one night, alaric stopped isi before he went to bed.

" isi, wait. i was wondering if tonight... you'd come to bed with me?”

the question didn't roll off alaric's tongue easily, isi could tell. but isi still had to take a moment to process the question, and he gave the other a puzzled look. instead, isi took it as a bit of a joke - the wording he used implied anything but innocence.

isi shined a teasing grin, “what’s that about? please, alaric, i didn’t know you were eyeing me like that ~”

on the outside, isi seemed fine with it. but internally, honestly, he was panicked... he couldn’t imagine a night with alaric now; if it did happen, he wouldn’t be able to let go so easily.

“that’s not... what i meant.” alaric couldn’t meet isi’s eyes, and he looked as nervous as isi felt.

isi’s grin faded, and he gave alaric a puzzled look. “then what do you mean, alaric?”

there was a paused, and alaric seemed to be itching to say something. he let out a sigh, rubbed the back of his neck and a smile formed. the softest smile isi has ever seen from alaric in a long time. “i admit it... i miss you ... will you come with me, please ...?”

isi felt every nerve in his body tighten; he didn’t want to believe anything alaric just said. he didn’t deserve it. but god, he wanted to believe it so bad.

“... don’t --” isi started, “that’s not... fair. you’re cruel, alaric.” tears welled up in isi’s eyes, but he did his best to fight them back.

“ isi ... i’m - i’m sorry, i didn’t mean --” alaric started, but isi stopped him with a hand up.

“don’t apologize -- i just... i don’t deserve you. i don’t deserve to be missed by you...” isi sniffled, still trying to keep the tears back.

“ isi ...” alaric reached out, pulling one of isi’s hands away from his face. but alaric didn’t look at isi’s face to give him the privacy he desired - instead, alaric gently pulled the other forward. “c’mon... let’s go to bed, okay?” alaric’s request was so soft, and so sweet, isi couldn’t resist.

isi wiped away any remaining tears once he got to alaric’s room. thankfully, it looked just the same as he remembered it... which means there were no signs of others having been there... thank god. still, this felt like foreign territory all over again. isi felt like he shouldn’t be here, like he didn’t know where he was, but at the same time it was all very familiar.

alaric nudged isi towards the bed, and isi didn’t fight it. the second he let his body hit the bed, he was in bliss. sure, that pull out couch in the spare room was more comfortable than anything he had before. but alaric’s bed was a thing of beauty, and isi always loved it. all the of the tension and anxiety melted away as isi relaxed into the bed; he didn’t even realize he was smiling until alaric pointed it out --

“finally, you’re smiling... i’m glad to see you still like my bed the best.”

the smile quickly disappeared to be replaced with an embarrassed look faced at alaric.

“s-shut up ...” isi muttered.

and alaric just laughed, shedding his shirt and climbing into the bed.

isi had seen alaric shirtless numerous of times; he’d seen those countless scars and intricate tattoos many more times as well. it was a habit of alaric’s to just... lose it throughout the day - something about being overheated...  but something about this time, made isi’s face flush pink. was it because they weren’t a couple anymore, but here isi was in his bed? whatever the case, he just hoped he could get that heat to go down in his face... and his pants.

isi looked to alaric’s face to find such a soft expression, leaving isi more confused about all this.

“alaric, really, why are you doing this?”

“doing what?”

“i-inviting me to bed, when you have no intentions of doing it with me, and when i have a bed of my own. you don’t need to be crowded with me in bed with --”

“isi ... stop. you’re thinking too hard about this -- i really did just... miss you. i miss how warm it is with you beside me. will you please stay even if that’s my only reason?”

the look in alaric’s eyes almost hurt isi, they were so soft and warm.

“ ... okay...”

alaric’s smile seemed to brighten even more, “thank you.”

“... i missed you too ...” isi mumbled.

and with that, alaric pulled isi closer, clearly very happy to have heard that.

“thank you, isi. now, get some sleep okay?”

isi almost pushed alaric off... but instead, he relaxed into alaric, wrapping his arms around his waist and leaning his head into his chest. he really did miss this feeling; this feeling of being safe and warm in alaric’s arms. and they both drifted off quietly for the night.

the next morning, however, when isi finally realized... he felt tense. like he'd done something wrong. or that he shouldn't be here. carefully, he weaved himself out of their tangled limbs, trying his best not to wake alaric. once he was free, isi could see alaric's peaceful, sleeping face. god, he was gorgeous. isi couldn't help but stare for a second, and he smiled softly. isi gently pushed the strands of red hair away from the other face. and on pure impulse, isi planted a very chaste kiss to alaric's lips. instantly realizing what he'd done, isi went to make his escape.

just as he about to get off the bed, he felt the pull of strong arms yank him back in and he felt his head hit a strong chest.

" running away so soon? how cruel."

isi looked up to see alaric completely awake with a sly grin on his face.

" have ... have you been awake this whole time?" isi asked in a mild panic.

"not completely. you know me, always sleep with one eye open. and thankfully... i got feel that kiss just now. but you really think i'll let you escape with just that?" alaric raised a brow at the very embarrassed isi.

isi looked away to hide his beet red face. he knew he shouldn't have done that.

" what kiss? i don't know what you're talking about?" he mumbled, looking away, trying to get off the subject.

alaric laughed and gently squeezed his arms around isi’s torso tighter.

“am i allowed to ask for a real one?” there was genuine curiosity in alaric’s voice. and isi’s face felt like it was on fire. he didn’t really know what was happening... how all of this escalated.

isi turned his head to look at alaric; he was greeted with that stupid blushy grin and that stupid soft look in his eyes. and that made it harder for isi to resist wanting to kiss him... that resistance was shortly lived, however, and isi finally turned to give alaric what he wanted.

the kiss was more official, sweeter, and deeper. god, isi missed this. he missed it so much. and it felt so good.

isi broke away when he finally lost his breath. but alaric went in for another quick kiss before pulling away just enough to give isi room to breathe.

“ god, i missed that so much. i missed you more than i thought i did...” alaric breathlessly admitted, stroking the side of isi’s face with his hand.

isi felt tears threaten to make their way back. those words kept getting to him. he didn’t deserve alaric... not after what he’d done.

alaric noticed the tremble in isi’s expressions and tried to remedy it with another quick kiss on the lips. “don’t cry, isi. there’s nothing to be crying over --”

but that just made it harder for isi to fight them finally. “but i don’t deserve you ... i don’t deserve your love.” isi choked out between flowing tears.

“isi ... isi, that’s not true.” alaric readjusted isi so he was sitting in his lap more on the bed and alaric could try and see him better.

isi kept trying to wipe the tears away and get them to stop but he couldn’t. all he could do was sob.

“hey, c’mon, isi ... look at me.” alaric gently pulled isi’s hands away from his face and tried to get isi to look directly at him. “look here, isi.”

alaric was patient for isi to finally look at him through tear pooled eyes. he looked something like a sad puppy in that moment.

“isi, what happened before... has already happened. i was hurt for a long time... even i doubted if i’d ever trust you again,” alaric looked away briefly, but his eyes met isi’s once more right away. “but after spending this time with you, and seeing your dedication towards me... i fell in love with you all over again, for whole new reasons. i loved finally getting to see the real you, isi.”

the pools in isi’s eyes got worse and the tears started to flow once more. all alaric could do was sigh, and smile at the other. he did feel bad, however, that he was the cause of isi’s tears.

“you ... you really love me?” isi choked through his tears, still trying his best to wipe them away.

isi saw alaric nod, “yes, i really do, isi.”

rather than let the tears keep going, isi snuggled himself closer into alaric’s chest and he took a deep breath. hearing alaric’s heartbeat put isi at ease somehow; made him realize that all this was real... that alaric was actually telling him this and was true with every word.

“ i love you too, though...” isi admitted, sniffling as he calmed himself down. “i never stopped loving you, really. i know what i did was wrong, but i still loved you ...”

alaric wrapped his arms around isi in a hug and gave him a kiss on the head, “i know. it’s okay, isi... it’s over with. we move forward from here, okay?”

isi nodded in agreement, cuddling himself into alaric even more.

there was a brief moment of silence before alaric spoke again.

“now then... i think i’ve made you cry enough in the past 12 hours or so ... now, i need to bring that smile back!”

isi looked at alaric with a confused look, but alaric had a grin on his face. instantly, isi had a feeling he knew what he meant.

“what -- alaric.. don’t you dare -- don’t!”

but it was too late. alaric already had his hands around isi’s torso, and began his assault of tickles.

isi squirmed trying to get away, playfully hitting alaric away amidst his giggles.

“alaric, sto-op !” despite his pleas isi didn’t try very hard to get away, and only kept laughing harder.

for a second, isi found his window to escape. but alaric was always too quick for him, and isi found himself yanked back into bed on his back with alaric over him still tickling him and blowing raspberries into his neck.

“okay, stop, stop, seriously ~ my face hurts from laughing so much.”

alaric looked down at the other with a bright smile, “at least i finally got you to laugh ~ i love your laugh, it’s cute.”

isi teasingly hit alaric in the chest, and alaric just laughed.

“it’s not cute... and you used dirty tricks! you know my sensitive spots too well.”

alaric simply grinned, because isi definitely was not wrong. alaric remembered almost every inch of isi’s body, he knew how to get to him.

“don’t give me that dumb grin, you cheese.” isi teased with a smile. even so, he couldn’t deny that silly face. and not that isi was one to talk; he could feel his cheeks still hurting from smiling so much still.

there was a pause of silence, comfortable silence, as isi took in more of alaric’s features. he ran a free hand over a small scar under alaric’s eye... it was small enough to not be noticed unless you were as close as isi was right now. and it was certainly not there when they were together before... alaric then leaned into the touch, turning to kiss isi’s palm.

“what happened there?” isi asked out of curiosity. but alaric just shrugged it off.

“nothing major, just a disagreement. the other party had a mean right hook, and it was a cheap shot.” he laughed lightly, feeling a little embarrassed to have been bested by a cheap shot to the face.

out of impulse, isi sat up just enough to give the scar a kiss. honestly, he hated seeing alaric with all those scars. but it’s not like either of them didn’t know the risks of their world.

“don’t go getting anymore scars on your face, it’ll ruin your image and i don’t know how much i’d love you after that ~” isi teased, stroking alaric’s cheek with his hand. alaric knew isi was only teasing but he still gave a pout.

“now that’s just mean, isi.” alaric huffed but isi just smiled since he knew alaric wasn’t taking him seriously anyways.

as a way to make up for his teasing comment, isi gave alaric a quick kiss on the lips, “there. does that make it all better?”

alaric took a moment to feign thought about it. “mm, i don’t know. a measly kiss like that? i think i need a better one.”

“then come get one ~” isi tempted, knowing full well alaric wouldn’t resist - couldn’t resist.

and sure enough, alaric didn’t resist going in for a passionate kiss with the other. god, isi could never get enough of that, truly. alaric quickly switched gears and began peppering kisses all over isi’s face and neck - earning soft giggles from the other. but isi ... had another thought in mind.

he pushed alaric away for a brief moment, “do you ... have any work today?” isi tried not to look to expectant for a ‘No’, but it was harder than he thought.  thankfully, alaric gave him the very answer he was looking for; he shook his head giving isi a kiss on the cheek as an answer.

“then ... you’ve already made me smile... now there’s something else you need to make up for --” isi started, wrapping his arms around alaric’s neck to bring him a little closer. alaric looked at isi a little surprised by the statement, he had a feeling he knew what isi meant - but the second he felt a knee brush against his crotch, he buckled and knew exactly what isi meant now.

isi flashed a sly grin as he felt something he didn’t really expect to feel just yet. “someone’s already a little excited ~ how nice ~” isi chimed, teasing alaric’s crotch with his knee once more to get a stifled grunt out of alaric.

“isi --” alaric huffed, trying to keep himself composed. part of him might have known this was coming, but he didn’t plan on isi finding out he’d been half excited the whole morning. “now you’re the one playing dirty here --”

isi just hummed, clearly pleased with himself. he liked seeing alaric squirm a little bit. “well, then what are you going to do about it?” isi taunted, inviting alaric to make the next move.

alaric had to take in a deep breathe to bring himself together as he sat up on his knees over the other and pushing his back from his face. there was a heat in his eyes that isi thrived on, made him even more excited.

“well, c’mon already, alaric ~” isi taunted him once more just to send him over the edge completely.

and thankfully, alaric took isi over the edge with him.

[FUC K IT I CAN’T DO THE DETAILS I’M NOT STRONG ENOUGH FOR THIS]

the rest of their day was spent in the bed, making a mess out of each other. they had a lot of lost time to make up for - that was their excuse for it. it was already getting dark out when isi slowly woke himself up; his back flush against alaric chest, and alaric’s nose buried in his neck. both of them had more than their fair share of red bite marks and hickeys... and that was just above the waist, isi didn’t need to see to know how many bruises he might have below the waist. the room almost reeked of sweat and sex, but isi didn’t seem to mind it. he felt it was his way of marking his territory, in a way.

once more awake, isi did his best to face alaric without waking him up. but unfortunately that wasn’t possible. alaric stirred before opening his eyes to see isi right in front of him, and he smiled softly - albeit a little bit tired too.

“ hello there ~” isi chimed quietly, reaching out to push some of alaric’s hair away from his face. alaric hummed contently, relishing in isi’s touch.

“we should get up... wash your sheets... and i’m hungry.” isi suggested. as much as he’d love to stay in bed the rest of the night, he knew this bed should not be slept in any longer. alaric quietly nodded, turning over to get up while yawning out an ‘okay’. isi went to do the same, feeling confident his legs would still hold him - but clearly, that was nothing but false confidence. the second isi tried to stand from the bed, his knees gave out from under him and he found himself on the ground. he was sore, that was a given, but he didn’t realize just how well alaric had done him. alaric, watching all of this unfold, quietly laughed. he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t proud of himself for that, honestly.

isi shot him a bit of a glare, “don’t laugh at me, this is your fault... and your dicks fault...”

alaric went over to isi’s side of the bed, “you’re the one who asked for it though, you know.”

alaric lifted the other like he was nothing, carrying him to the bathroom to clean up a little more. isi suggested the shower over the bath, using his hunger as his ultimate reason. and it gave alaric an excuse to stay close to the other, keeping him up during their shared shower. it also gave isi a chance to notice just how much he scratched alaric up. he tried to apologize but alaric just laughed it off and told him it was fine. but truthfully, isi loved seeing all those bruises and scratches. they were his, they were made by him... it made alaric really seem like he belonged to isi now, and, honestly, that put him at ease.

after their shower, all isi wanted to wear was one of alaric’s baggy sweaters, and alaric happily obliged - throwing the excessive sweater over isi. alaric went back to sporting sweatpants without a shirt - probably to keep showing off all those bruises. from there, alaric took isi to the couch while he made the two of them some food. isi watched the whole the time from his spot on the couch -- he could see just enough of alaric’s back and enjoy himself watching it.

the rest of their night was spent with alaric cleaning up their bed now, and spoiling isi rotten. part of isi still didn’t feel he deserved it, but he relished in the spoiling, regardless. later in the night, isi snuggled up close to alaric in the bed full of food and happiness - alaric, the same.

“i love you, alaric.” isi said quietly against alaric’s chest.

alaric squeezed him close, kissing the top of his head, “i love you too, isi.”

the two drifted off to sleep quietly. and isi couldn’t wait to wake up to alaric in the morning.

[quirk-y-deactivated20181203]

Angsty Romantic Cliches I’m a Slut For 

Holding their partner’s unconscious/dead body

Sobbing into their partner’s shoulder/chest

One of them is hurt and the other falls asleep in their hospital room

The other losing their mind when their partner is hurt/killed and charging into battle recklessly

“I thought I lost you” hugs

“Don’t go where I can’t follow!” 

One is mind controlled and forced to fight the other

The other refusing to harm them and getting seriously injured as consequence 

The person coming to and seeing what they’ve done

I could go on about this trope alone for 5 hours

A last desperate “I love you!” 

A tearful, hard kiss before battle, bonus points if its a confessional kiss

“Please, I don’t know what I’d do without you.” 

Bandaging each other’s wounds

Both of them injured, and waking up beside each other

[the-g3stalt]

[hotephoetips-deactivated2017080]

i treat people how i want to be treated until i notice a lack of reciprocity

then i begin to treat them how they treat me

and that’s when people usually notice that there’s a problem

“you acting different”

yeah

[flatw00ds]

20 Character Design Questions

🕸 1. Who’s the oldest character of yours that you still use?

⭐️ 2. Who’s the oldest character of yours, defunct or not?

💡 3. Has creating a character ever made you realize something about yourself?

🦋 4. Any minor characters that have either taken over or branched off into their own stories?

🐲 5. Do you prefer to make human, animal, monster, or _____ characters? Why?

🎨 6. When creating a character, do you come up with the visual concept or the written concept first?

📌 7. Do you have characters that you know you’ll never use, but can’t bear to get rid of/recycle?

💖 8. Is there a character that embodies your good traits, or traits you wish you had?

🖤 9. Is there a character that embodies your bad traits? Several characters? Which ones and what traits?

♨️ 10. Is there a character that explores your interests or fetishes (orrrr is that just all of you characters)?

✒️ 11. If you have characters that embody certain traits of yours—good or bad—has writing them changed how you view those traits? Has it affected you in any way?

💭 12.   Do you fantasize about being any of your characters, or are you more detached?

🎵 13. Do you create playlists for your characters?

🎇 14. When writing for specific characters, is there anything you have to do to get into the right mindset?

🌻 15. Which character is your guilty pleasure?

🌩 16. Is there a character of yours who’s a real struggle to write/draw? Why do you think that is?

🔑 17. Which character is the easiest to draw/write?

💎 18. Is there anything you really wish you could do, character-design-wise, that you feel is outside your current skillset? A concept that you wish you could pull off but are uncertain about?

🏆 19. What’s more important to you: visual design, unique personality, a trendy character aesthetic, etc? If you’re not sure, then what’s the first thing you usually nail down in a character?

🎬 20. Do you ever plan to do anything (comic, animation, etc) with your characters? Or are you just happy to have them?

[yoi-aesthetics-and-more]

50 OTP Things

I would love it if you guys sent me a number and a ship!

1. Who is the early bird/ Who is the night owl? 2. Who is the big spoon/ Who is the little spoon? 3. Who hogs the cover/ Who loves to cuddle? 4. Who wakes the other one up with kisses? 5. Who usually has nightmares? 6. Who would have really deep emotional thoughts at the middle of the night/ Who would have them in the middle of the day? 7. Who sweats the small stuff? 8. Who sleeps in their underwear (or naked)/ Who sleeps in their pajamas? 9. Who makes the coffee (or tea)? 10. Who likes sweet/ Who likes sour? 11. Who likes horror movies/ Who likes romance movies? 12. Who is smol/ Who is tol? 13. Who is considered the scaredy cat? 14. Who kills the spiders? 15. Who is scared of the dark? 16. Who is scared of thunderstorms? 17. Who works/ Who stays at home? 18. Who is a cat person/ Who is a dog person? 19. Who loves to call the other one cute names? 20. Who is dominant/ Who is submissive? 21. Who has an obsession (over anything)? 22. Who goes all out for Valentine’s Day? 23. Who asks who out on the first date? 24. Who is the talker/ Who is the listener? 25. Who wears the other ones clothes? 26. Who likes to eat healthy/ Who loves junk food? 27. Who takes a long shower/ Who sings in the shower? 28. Who is the book worm? 29. Who is the better cook? 30. Who likes long walks on the beach? 31. Who is more affectionate? 32. Who likes to have really long (deep) conversation? 33. Who would wear “not guilty” t-shirt/ Who would wear “sin” t-shirt? 34. Who would wear “if lost return to…” t-shirt/ Who would wear “I am…” t-shirt? 35. Who goes overboard on the holidays? 36. Who is the social media addict? 37. Height difference or age difference? 38. Who likes to star gaze? 39. Who buys cereal for the prize inside? 40. Who is the fun parent/ Who is the responsible parent? 41. Who cries during sad movies? 42. Who is the neat freak? 43. Who wins the stuffed animals at the carnival for the other one? 44. Who is active/ Who is lazy? 45. Who is more likely to get drunk? 46. Who has the longer food order? 47. Who has the more complex coffee order? 48. Who loses stuff? 49. Who is the driver/ Who is the passenger? 50. Who is the hopeless romantic?

[drawthisshitt]

There you go! Draw your OTP and have fun! I am not sorry about the death one

[lavendergin]

[arsenicinshell]

Mak Tamang

[shoujoromance]