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How’s life going for you???

So so so boring! my day is just working and sleeping! and sometimes i watch anime. THANK YOU for asking me though! 🥹

[yuurivoice]

One Night, In A Certain Tower...

The ink at the tip of Finneas' quill was long dry. Idle blotches and drips scattered around the top of the parchment of a would-be letter he attempted to pen an hour ago. Recent months were filled with discoveries beyond his wildest dreams, yet in these desperate moments the troubled mage couldn't find the words.

Silence was a rare gift in the tower these days. The absence of the whirring drone of aetheric portals to the Beyond made him uneasy. Down the crisscrossing stairs and corridors of the magical tower Finneas called home, Faust was sound asleep for the first time in days.

Discovering that the threads of reality were not as tightly woven as once believed by all who came before them was proving to be a challenge in ways he could never have expected.

He believed they'd found precious, delicate truth.

His darker half believed they'd found power. Horrifying, tremendous power.

What little candlelight remained was scarcely enough to keep the darkness at bay. This unwritten letter was meant for the other truth he'd discovered in the Beyond. The fact that without their beloved Weaver this beautiful tapestry of magic and mischief the trio created together was doomed to fray and unravel in ways that would have dire consequences.

In the end, the parchment was bare and untouched, spare for the freckles of ink left behind like teardrops of the very darkness he sought to restrain.

[pineoplya]

I think the Commission forced Hawks to do horrible things. (Or not idk)

[ael-draw]

A new sheet of adorable moments between Eri and her adoptive father Aizawa ✨

I always love drawing these two living peacefully together, it bring me such peace…😌

Here are a few zoom in !

I’m not really active there, but I’m still drawing and if you’re curious about my work, you can still find me on Instagram @ael_draw 🫧

[pls, do not repost this on any other plateforms ;;]

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MY HUBBBBBY

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But, I Love You(Ex!SethXReader)

Warning: NSFW, angsty, lemon, hurt w/ slight comfort, and...uh I think that's it! enjoy!

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It's been a year since You and your boyfriend, well, ex-boyfriend now, broke up.

A year since those lies,

A year since those promises,

And a year since those tears.

You both decided that you'll stay friends and friends ONLY, which didn't work out exactly as planned, considering how you're halfway hanging off the bed as he fucked you silly.

You both always been good at lying.

"S-seth!" you groaned out as you held onto the board of the bed frame that was keeping you from falling off the bed, that and your arch.

"Shhh, Sugar, just stay quiet or i'ma have to do more than just fuck you." Seth's finger meets your mouth as he gently made room to shove them into your mouth, past your lips.

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The vents hummed with cool air. It was midnight. And as You let the dingy oil stain above you hypnotize you. You tried to ignore the undeniable pain in your chest, but you caved in,

You sighed and peeped over your shoulder, looking at Seth.

He was just lying there, not complaining, no snarky comments, or a sarcastic remark; he didn't even try to touch you any more than he had just done. It was like he was just thinking.

And for some reason, that was worse.

Worse than a few hours ago when he showed up at your door's front, desperate, tired, untouched. A year ago, You would've acted angry for a couple more minutes before letting him in your shared apartment, but this time, you let him in on impulse.

Before you could give it another thought Seth curls up behind your back,

A year ago, he would have had his hands around your waist, kissing down your spine until You claimed to not be mad at him anymore for coming home drunk, greasy, and beaten up.

But now there was only distance and a mutual feeling of dread,

The helplessness of what he'll do when you're gone.

"Don't look at me like that" He scoffed. You could feel his breath on the middle of your back.

"like what?" You mumbled, and he gave a dry laugh, "Like you're about to make me leave again."

His words hit you harder than you thought they would.

"I won't," you mumbled, turning to face him

"That's laughable." He looks into your eyes, and you saw the exhaustion in his. The hurt. "Because that's what happened last time."

"Seth-"

"No, just forget it." He ran his hand through his hair and sighed deeply into his palm.

"Do you know how many times I was seconds away from calling you?" He asked quietly, departing his gaze. "How many times I picked my phone up and stared at your contact just to put it back down?"

You swallowed your words, the words you wanted to yell out. To cry out.

"Seth, please-" you pleaded,

"Why couldn't you keep loving me?" His voice cracked around the question "Why'd we have to break up?"

His words pained you to hear, and he always had a way of making you feel things you didn't want to.

"I did love you!" you exclaimed

"Did."

he laughed bitterly once more before he stood up.

"That was the problem, Sugar, you did love me."

You got on your feet as well.

"That's not fair Seth, You know that." You argued

The first time, in a long time, you saw that he was angry.

Not at You.

He was angry with himself.

At the situation he put you both in.

At the fact that after a year, you both didn't know how to stop loving each other.

"Well then, tell me what is fair." He scoffed, "What's fair?"

"'Cause from where I'm looking, I'm tryna forget someone right in front of me."

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You were pushing him out of the room into the dim hallway, and all you could do is be reminded about how it was when you both were dating.

When he came home, bruised, covered, bloody knuckled, and lying about being okay. When you had to care for all his wounds and bruises? When you believed that maybe, just maybe, that it would hurt you less if you both just broke up.

That way you didn't have to seem him like that.

"You think I wanted this?" You yelled, still shoving him through the hall. He didn't fight you back; instead, he just let you push him, while he yelled back.

Seth scoffed, but there wasn't any bite behind it this time.

"I don't know what you want."

"Maybe that's the problem"

Seths eye snapped onto yours

"You never listen" you exclaimed, and admittedly wish you could take you words back,

but its to late now.

"I listened."

"You heard. Those are two different things." Your voice shook slightly, and his jaw clenched.

"I told you that I hated it when you left for days on end, with no message, no letter, no call. Not even a sign! I told you how I hated it when you came back home all you did was apologize,"

your heart broke.

"How it was all just "work", when I was seconds away from filing for a missing person!" You hit his chest.

Seth looked away, letting it happen.

After all, he deserved it.

He didn't deserve you.

"I told you, I loved you," he mumbled.

"I loved you too." You pushed yourself off of him. "I loved you so much that it hurt me."

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I lied, it's no comfort lol. But omg hai, I've been gone for a little while huh, dw I'll post more often, or at least try to.

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[sufferingandasense]

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Teen Romance, FinnXVolleyBall!Reader

in which Finn and Reader share an indirect

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You and Finn have been friends for a while now, mainly because he had few friends and you're now in a similar situation. He was there for you when your other shitty "friends" ditched you for the more popular.

You both met in the school's garden and have been talking ever since. Sharing lunch and talking about flowers included.

Occasionally, Finn would wait for you outside of the school's gym while you had practice on Wednesdays.

Today, you both agreed to meet each other outside the school's gates when Finn was done caring for the school's garden, and you were done with practice.

But today's practice went a little longer than it was supposed to. By the time You were done, you stumbled out of the gym room, drenched in sweat, and your bag hanging on one shoulder.

You spotted Finn just where you both agreed to meet. His back turned to you, you can see his long, adorable blond hair, and the freckles on his arms and hands as he poked at a flower that was slowly dying at the gate.

You exclaimed at him, waving, running down the hill, instead of taking the flight of stairs that were right there, and stumbling forward. You landed in front of him and looked up with a smile on your face, while a tint of color grew on his.

"H-hello there," Finn mumbled, looking down at you. And for a moment, neither of you moved.

You mentioned that he looked scared, and he responded, "Maybe because you fell face-first in front of me?"

"Hey, what took you so long anyway? Usually, you're getting out early, not late," He questioned in a more confused manner whilst helping you up.

What had taken you so long? Your coach made you run 15 laps around the gym to the point felt like you had asthma...which, now that you think about it, you probably do.

It made you wheeze just thinking about it. And Finn was quick to pat your back gently.

"Oh my, Do you need water?" He asked, and you nodded your head in the midst of coughing. When you looked up, you watched as Finn took out a water bottle from his bag; an appealing green metal bottle, with stickers of different plant types on it.

As he handed it to you, you take a gulp from the top and close the lid once more.

You realized you kind of just drank off him, but you didn't care much. But Finn's face; he didn't look at you as if you just killed a bug; he looked flustered.

Like very flustered. His cheeks were a light pink that seemed to spread to his entire face, and his gaze refused to meet yours.

You asked him what was wrong, and offered to clean the bottle, but he only answered with shaking his head no.

Because that's not what he wanted. He didn't mind at all either. But just a few moments ago he had lips in the same exact spot, and couldn't help but blush and avoid when you asked what was wrong.

He was crushing hard. And he knew that. But did you?

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One of Those Crazy Girls, AuronxObsessed!Rook

Where Rook is actually one of those crazy girls, for fem!readers, also inspired by Paramore's "(One of Those)Crazy Girls".

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In your head you've been dating your boss since the week you started working at your job. You loved the job, mainly because you loved one particular thing; Auron.

Sadly, he doesn't see eye to eye with you on certain aspects of your relationship. For example, he keeps acting strangely when you call him "Baby". But his replies are the funniest: "What are you on about, Rook?" or sometimes a fine look of confusion, but you know, because he's shy about having his other employees know about your relationship with each other.

Or that one time you let yourself into his office only for him to yell at you. To you, his behavior in the office didn't matter much because at the end of a hard day's work, you'd always be able to see his face at home.

Oh, not your home, but his.

In a way, it's like you live there too. You know all the hallways, the look of the bathroom, his room, the living room, did I mention his room? That's where you both spend the most time at, you watch him get dressed, and undressed, from a window he never closes. The blinds always stayed half-open while the curtains were wide open.

You watch him pace in his room, back and forth on the phone, only wearing a towel. It's almost adorable how he never notices you.

Your favorite part of this charade was his reactions. Last Christmas, on his birthday, you left him a gift: cologne, new pillows, a towel, lotion, a watch, and your favorite, a stuffed raccoon plushie. You left the gist unnamed, and as he read the card, you watched as his face twisted into something of worry, watching as he murmured "what the hell" in such a way that made your heart race. All of it was visually pleasing to you.

And of course, you saw his hesitation to throw away the gift, ultimately he decided to lay the plushie on the top of his dresser, in a most convenient position, well, for you at least. The perfect position to watch him from, his still body in bed was almost too much for you to watch through a small phone screen connected to a camera set in the toy.

As you became tired, you lay in bed taking a deep breath and kissing your phone screen gently before falling asleep, and as booze off, you hallucinate the strangest of noises from Auron,

"Goodnight, Rook."

Of course, he knew you were watching. Are you serious?

[whatswrong7]

This new audio left me confused

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Cause that WAS part of the plan👅👅👅

[nisapc]

Wsp peoples, js wanted to put out there that I do request, I genuinely don't feel like posting a story today. Im sorry. I lit have the creative juices of a squeezed lime and writing skills of a lemon🌝.

But if you have any pairing or storylines you wanna see, I WILL write them for the low price of FREE lmao. So request all you want!

That's includes:Yuurivoice, bnha, jjk, and litterly any anime or series because I think I've seen them all at this point.

Anyways, I love you all! goodnights

[sufferingandasense]

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Dear Rook, (Auron x Rook!Reader fic)

To: "*FirstName LastName*" <[email protected]>

CC: The rookie on floor 9

From: "Auron"

Subject: Yes, You May.

Over the past 3 months of our ongoing affair, one could call it. I've collected data that is rather important to me. That data being what you're into and what you're not. But in my examination of this data, I've noticed something rather Interesting. You have a strange obsession with my hair. But not just my hair, but when it's simply resting on both of my shoulders, not bothering you, just simply sitting there. Unfortunately, you cannot deny this claim. But I push the question forward: Why?

Exhibit A ,

On the first Wednesday of May, you accompanied me to my home, and we took a rather long visit to my room, where I had you under me in the missionary position. As I penetrated you, I noticed the tight grip you had on my hair. Of course, at the time I didn't say anything, not because I didn't like it. No. Quite the opposite. At the time, I believed that it was because of my pace, but upon thinking more about it. That wasn't the reason at all. Was it, Rook?

If that's not enough evidence for you to give me an answer I present to you,

Exhibit B ,

On Valentine's Day, we had our usual Saturday dinner. Despite believing there were no strings attached, and despite me buying you a bouquet of white roses and buying out the entire restaurant, We've engaged in another endeavor of what you call "making out," In which you had a handful of my hair in your palm as we kissed, and before that, as we sat in the car, you were gently running your hand through my hair.

and to conclude this case, I give you,

Exhibit C ,

Just this very morning, you asked if, after everyone left the office building, may you give me a "scalp massage". And I offered to email you my response. And from the way your beautiful eyes got bigger, I got to see how addictive my hair must be to you. SO, since I feel ever so generous, I will let you.

In the agreement, you let me do the same and answer my question.

You have 15 minutes to reply to this email.

Good luck, Rook.

Your Boss.

Auron | The Boss, CEO.

[email protected]

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Reblog if you don't use Generative AI to write fanfics/original fics or to create fanart/original art.

[k3ndra-0ttlo]

Lookie lookie lookie,

It’s Auron!

Yay^^

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my husband btw 👅

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Party 4 U, (Alphonse x Seth x SUGARBOO!Reader) Warnings: NSFW, Drinking, Substances...and a little angst?)

𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡✟𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡

(This is my writing style. If you don't like it idk..js don't shoot me?)

Sometimes You either liked going out, or you didn't, and it sucked. In this case, you've been invited to the function by Alphonse and decided to invite along Seth. For the fun of things, to say the least. 

The music was blasting, bodies were moving, and drinks were being downed like they were nothing. 

You decided to text Alphonse that you were inside, but he beat you to the punch. As you pulled your phone out of your denim pocket, you watched as a suspiciously Alphonse-looking finger pushed it right down. "Wassup, Boo!" he greeted.

You couldn't help but stare at what he was wearing; 

One of those translucent tops that was also really glittery for some reason, plain jeans, but they were baggy, and whatever type of shoes he had on....

Now, don't get me wrong, he looked Thee FUCK good. And You saw it. 

That pinkish-purple-haired fuck. Looked good and, in a way, made you feel a little less shitty about going to the party. 

"So, Boo, what can I get ya' doll?" Alphonse questioned as his figure stood in front of you. "How you like your Liquor, Baby? Whiskey, Vodka, or Rum?" He chuckled lowly, "You seem like a Rum type of-"

Before Alphonse could continue his guessing game with drinks, A familiar voice sounded near you both. 

"Ah, You." A certain cowboy's accent appeared behind you. 

The figure hugged you and turned you around, and before you hugged back you saw that it was Seth. Excitedly, you hugged him back. 

Seth had just come, and he already smelled like the party itself: smoke, drinks, and cologne. 

"Almost thought I wouldn't be able to find you, Sugar." He chuckled, and Alphonse coughed hard. One of those fake coughs to pull the person on the other side of the conversation back onto them. "You invited this washed-up cowboy, Shugar." Alphonse scoffed, making sure to mock Seth's accent.

That's when you felt it. The tension between the two boys. They would have been standing face to face if it weren't for your standing between the two. Their eyes met each other, one pair a warm blue, the other a chilling brown color. Both couldn't help but stare at the other. Well, that was before Seth finally said something.

"Well, hello to you too, Mr.Loverman." He mumbled before finally disconnecting his gaze. "Yeah... No, don't call me that, Asshole." He mumbled back.

𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡✟𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡

Yeah, this was Your fault mainly. You knew the messy past the two had, and yeah, you knew that Alphonse wasn't very fond of Seth. But You also knew that they didn't hate each other as much as their actions and words made it seem. Or at least, Seth didn't hate Alphonse. 

And yeah. It was YOUR FAULT that you were all stuck in a cramped bathroom right now...

"Oh, but look at the bright side, boys! At least we aren't starvin' o-or dead!" Alphonse mocked Your previous statement, "We've been trapped in this fucking bathroom for almost 25 minutes, Boo." Alphonse took a breath. "I'm starting to think I'm getting Cacophobia."

"You mean, Claustrophobia. The fear of being in tight, closed spaces..." Seth sighed, his back against the wall.

"Oh no, Cowboy. I meant what I said." Alphonse scoffed, and you can visibly see Seth get irritated "What the fuck even is Cacophobia-"

Before they could start back arguing you attempted to shake the doorknob roughly once again. The door shook but it didn't budge. It was like they were locked in from the outside. After that, You just gave up, letting your back fall against the bathroom door as you slowly moved to sit on the floor.

Concerned, Alphonse sighed and sat next to you, offering an arm around your shoulders. "It's a party, Boo. Someone is gonna have to use the bathroom, and when they see the door locked, they'll have someone to open the door." He kissed your forehead. 

"In the meanwhile, we can do what we came here for; well, I came here to do-" 

"And, what would that be? Get shitfaced?" Seth questioned.

"And, if it was?" Alphonse glared. "Oh, Nothing. You just haven't changed." Seth laughed to himself.

𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡✟𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡

And 25 minutes turned into 35, which turned into 45, and that turned into an hour. 

Your burden took all three of you playing spin the bottle with a good ole fashioned bottle of Dark rum. Alphonse was already a bit tipsy, and so were You. While Seth proved to handle his liquor well. 

As the bottle spun on their bathroom tile, it almost made you feel loopy. As it stopped slowly, it stopped between You and Alphonse.

Al smirked as he crawled towards you, kissing you softly before putting effort into it. Your faces came together once more in a desperate attempt to have each other, even though you already did. And as you pulled away, you could see a string of saliva connecting, and how Al looked like he didn't want to pull back to begin with. Then, you both drank. 

You both went back to your respective spots, and You spin the bottle again; this time it didn't land on you and Alphonse; rather, this time gravity chose to have Alphonse suck-face with Seth. 

But what you thought would happen didn't. You thought it would be a protest or a change in rules, but it wasn't. Seth took a deep breath, and Alphonse followed. And before you could blink, the two boys were going at it-

Not like that. But their kiss was passionate. Seth had his hands on both sides of Alphonse's face; Alphonse had his hands around Seth's neck. As they kissed, it got increasingly heated, the kiss turning into the two sharing what seemed like a very needed tongue down. Alphonse pulled back first. Looking towards You. He looked concerned, not guilty, but looking at how you'd react.

He expected you to be mad or upset, but it wasn't like that at all. You were anything but mad. Al got closer to you, and you watched as Seth did the same. 

𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡✟𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡

Which ultimately led you to this;

"Holy shit, Boo." Alphonse huffs, licking his lips as he watches you slowly go up and down his dick, letting your tongue bless him. Seth was sitting on top of the toilet lid, while Alphonse was sitting on top of him, and you were in front of both of them on your knees. 

Seth placed hickeys on the back of Alphonse's neck, sucking in the skin and licking the spot afterwards. Your lips were slightly red by the time you stopped your deed, moving to your feet and watching as Seth had his hand around Alphonse's throat this time. Before anything could be said, you grabbed Alphonse's collar and brought his face closer to yours. Kissing the stud harshly. 

You all got lost in your intoxicating feelings for one another.

Well, that was before the bathroom door finally opened. And by then, Seth was onto f you while you lay on Alphonse's chest, on the tile of the bathroom floor. 

𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡✟𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡

Before You and Alphonse could disappear into the night, He claimed to have to do something, telling you to wait in the car. But you can see through the car window the push Alphonse gives Seth; you can see the glare given. You can read his lips saying, "This was just a one-time thing."

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Sorry again

I have real bad writers block icl, but I promise to my entire 8 followers to post tmrw, thank you my babies 🥹

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Speak of the devil, (My Yuurivoice headcannons prt4)

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Lucien:

Lucien, your stay-at-home demon boyfriend. What is there to say about the big red hunk? He was hot, literally. On cold rainy spring nights you would snuggle up to the larger red bimbo, or himbo in this case, and just relax from a day of working you did not feel like doing at all.

And, sometimes, even though you didn't need to you would grab a large blanket, and have it over both of you. Peacefully falling asleep on each other .

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What's better than a super hot bubble bath? A super hot bubbly bath with your adorable devil.

I fully believe that Lucien loves those loaded baths, I'm talking those; huge bath, with extra bubbles, candles, roses petals, multi-color bath bombs, and whatever song you decide to have on loop this time. oh and the bath isn't the only thing loaded, you BOTH will take an everything bath, together.

Best part about it? the way he washes your hair for you. His demon claws scratching the right itches, while you were back-to-chest. All of it was amazing. He was an angel sent from hell.

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Logically speaking, you can't grab onto his horns while you ride, but you do think about to a lot and you're not the only one. He definitely thinks about too. So the best compromise to the little issue was to.....Wear mittens during the deed!

Yes, Red thought of the idea himself but...at least it worked?