Promised, So I'll Deliver. It's Extremely Cursed And I Don't Make Much Sense, But I Hope You Guys Will

this is really funny, because there's a show here called "The Teacher" (A tanár), which evolves around a teacher very creative I know. his girfriend / finacée / anything is his colleague, and based on what you said about May's parents, the two of them are a bit similar

we don't know much about her father yet (it's a currently ongoing show), but we do know that she and her mother have a bad relationship since her mother tries to control her life (not in the "you're a dumbass so let me do everything instead of you" kind, she just wants to make lots of decisions instead of her daughter, to help her)

it's also really funny because even though the main character doesn't look like Rayan at all, and their personalities are quite different as well, there are just moments when he reminds me of Rayan hahahhh

it's interesting to see all this stuff about May. does he father know / see / do anything about her bad relationship with her mother? do her parents have a bad relationship as well? (I'm sorry, but I got curious ahahahhh)

Nah, it’s okay kkkkk you guys can 100% be curious about it, I’m totally fine by that, don’t apologize. Most of it I wrote on personal notes that I never share, because I simply don’t think ppl are interested, but if you guys are, I’m totally okay in answering questions/asks about it. 

Her mom and her father actually have a really good marriage, they’re like, partners in business, pleasure and all, and that made both very selfish and eager to keep a certain style of life that unfortunately didn’t work with a baby to carry around all the time. That’s why they left May to be raised in France with her Grandparents. 

But her father does take May’s side when the fights scale enough to drag him into it. However, May’s mother is the type that truly believes that she wants only the best for her daughter’s life (just as hypocritical as that it sounds) and she justifies her behavior to everybody else through this argument, that she’s only trying to be part of her daughter’s life and prevent her from committing mistakes. 

So May’s father finds difficult to make a point and help change her behavior, but more often than not, he’s the one that actually supports and side with May the most from the two of them. However, it’s not like May and her father are super close, because they aren’t. The decision of leaving May and put such distance into their relationship as her parents it’s so much as his as her mother’s. 

But they, as a couple, works well together because both looks younger, successful and well-traveled, sophisticated even. So they have a lot in common and they have a partnership that has nothing to do with anything related to their personal differences with May (as cold hearted as it sounds).  

A good example of that is, when they actually met Rayan, her mother found the age gap unacceptable and the fact that he’s just a university professor equally bad, not what she wanted for her daughter. 

Meanwhile, May’s father actually accepted Rayan and he actually meets with them, when he’s in town to go out and have dinners, or even invite them both to an art exposition and such. 

The only important thing for him is that May is sure about what choices and that she really loves Rayan - he also watched them for a while to be sure. Also, he doesn’t think that he has any right to tell his adult daughter who she should date or not kkkkkk which is in a sense so much better than what her mother does. 

The one that had the whole “if you hurt my daughter ever I will chop down your legs” was actually May’s grandfather that actually LOVES Rayan kkkkkkk he adores Rayan to absurd levels, call him son, text him and all. May’s grandma also absolutely adores Rayan. 

They got introduced to Rayan when he was still May’s teacher and at first, they did get their own reservations and it was a tense conversation first, but they got pass it with time and learning more about him. Nowadays Rayan is part of the family and is like a second son for them. 

wow, that soon?

I'm thinking about having an AO3 account, and uploading everything I've written there... and also start writing there as well

it would be actually useful, because I never know how to write things in as little words as possible, and AO3 is better for longer writings

I could also just simply learn how to write properly hahah

on the other hand, I have fanfiction ideas, and Tumblr is not the best platform for those...

I know that someone else already did it and in much better quality, but I wanted to try to do this

I hope you like it <3

I was wondering if anyone could please help me out with something. Okay so I want to put Hana’s outfit on Zoey, but I literally have no idea how to. I don’t have any editing software, so like I may not even be able to do this lol but I still wanna try

amazing. showstopping. spectacular

Happy New Year🎊

hmm, it's been long since I've written anything, huh? more than a month wtf

school has been really weighing on me, but luckily it will end soon ^^ my absolute last exam was today, so technically I'm already free \o/

I'll share a prompt list, and I encourage everyone to go and request something if they like one or more of the prompts! I'll write everything you need to know in the post itself, just thought I'd let you guys know to prepare yourselves ahahaha

thank you guys so much for the requests! I got so many, damn 😅 don’t worry though, I’ll write everything I got. I go in the order I recieved the prompt(s), I hope that sounds fair for everyone

on another note: there’s still an ask that’s a bit of a mystery to me. someone asked for 11, 13 and 14 (namely: bathing / showering, soft spot / weakness, prgenancy / birth) but the anon didn’t write a name long with the prompts

hey hey anon, if you see this, send me a name please 😟 there’s no deadline or something, I just want to deliver what I’m asked to write

Ok, so here is my first post about halloween with the outfits that I made for my candies and their lovers. I decided to include my best boi Nevra because I didn’t want Helene to be alone. The thing it that I included him too late so… you will see later.

In the first photo-like thing we have all of then and the rest are just couples.

For Alice and Ren I thought about some outfits inspired by “The Phantom of The Opera”, Alice being Christine and Ren being Erik (The Phantom). 

For Helene and Nevra, I didn’t really made a couple costume. Helene is a Grim Reaper and Nevra can be anything from just a crow who can become a human or, or maybe a mysterious gentleman who is related with the underground world (Uuuu… spooky)

For Alan and Rose it’s simple, he is a demon and she is a vampire.

The story is that uh… they organized a party in this house who is owned by Rose (she used to live there, but now she doesn’t anymore) and that’s it. Maybe something scary will happen, maybe not. Who knows?

The costumes for the boys are from Yume100 wiki, Rose’s base is from this group (I think, I mean I found it there, but I don’t know if it’s anymore) and Helene’s base it’s from this group. Other stuff are from Love Nikki game and some from this group and this one. (sorry I sinned).

I will also post a edit, a drawing and a pack, but that in the next days, I hope.

13, 14 and 19 with nevra from eldarya?? 💕💕 i love your writing!!!

oh anon, I’m such an idiot. I accidentally read 13 as 3 and wrote it like that, I only realised my mistake now. don’t worry though! someone else requested 13 with Nevra as well, so you will still get it, just later. sorry again, I’ll try to learn how to read 😅

3. injured

Nevra is too proud to let others see him being hurt, he’d rather hide it and take care of himself, so he soon recruits Ewelein as his sworn enemy lmao

he’s not a medic though, but he still wants someone close to him to cure him. since Ezarel’s departure, this person is Huang Chu (I don’t think Nevra has a good relationship with Mathieu)

it’s the complete opposite when Guardian is injured: he immediately drops their last petty argument, and rushes to get help for her as soon as possible, even if it’s just a small injury like a burn or a cut on her hand

he’s embarassed about it later, but seeing Guardian’s grateful smile makes him swear to keep being overprotective of her

14. pregnancy / birth

“honey, I’m pregnant” “....WHAT”

I’m pretty sure Nevra will be shocked when he hears the news, but his astonishment will turn into excitement soon

having a younger sister makes things easier though, mostly because he has some kind of experience of taking care of someone, but also because he can pass his kid to Karenn whenever they start to cry and Guardian is not around

he doesn’t have any experience of the actual pregnancy however, so those months are a rollercoaster with him. he tries to be his usual protective self around Guardian, while she tries to make him understand that she wasn’t and still isn’t made of glass

when Guardian is giving birth, Nevra is just staring at the sidelines with wide eyes, but inside he’s happy for the little one

19. domestic life

if you want to keep your eyesight undamaged, don’t look around in Nevra’s home. seriously. that guy doesn’t know the word “organised”. he cleans it, don’t get me wrong, but things don’t have their place, everything is just lying around

this makes living together a challenge, but Guardian is absolutely up for it, never getting tired of organising things again and again

after a child joins them, life definitely gets more interesting. “who should do what” is a constant dilemma, but I think Nevra would give up being a Chief after some time, “degrading” himself as an ordinary member, so he has more time to look after his kid

That was one of the few days when I let the serenity of the moment wash over me, like a shy wave caressing the shore after the storm.

I could feel her kicking once, twice and three times, impatient. My serenity meant very little to her, but I could understand why, it wasn’t complete. Just the two of us was enough, but it wasn’t complete. I let my hands find the spot she was, my palm where her little feet would maybe kick again.

“He’s late, isn’t he?” No answer. I smiled. “Don’t sulk, Lilly, Dad is in his way.” My words wouldn’t be enough to convince her, but I made myself even more comfortable on the crouch, relaxing even further.

I started murmuring a song to her, our favorite song, letting the smooth tons of the harmony envelop us, calming her. I could feel the change, her anxiety going way with the song and I could help feel a pang of emotion. She was relaxing with my voice. She knew how safe and wanted she is. Everything would be fine.

The sound of the keys, the door opening, was the perfect excuse for me to recompose myself. Quick, I erased from my face any trace of the treacherous tears my eyes. But of course, I couldn’t fool my husband just the way I wanted. It took only one look in my face for him to know, intuitively, how my confused and sensitive feelings were interfering.

“Not again, May.” Despite the scolding nature of his words, Rayan walked up to me with gentle eyes and a small smile tugging on his lips. “Lilly gets upset when you cry, I get too.”

I waited for him to sit next to my legs, hands reaching for mines, before I could say anything “I’m happy.” I confessed, shyly. “It’s just… she really likes my singing voice.” Rayan’s smile grew.

“She was kicking again?” He guessed, looking down for a moment before getting his face close to my belly. “You got a lullaby today too, hun? But this time you couldn’t wait for me?” talking with the baby was contagious, we already love let Lilly hear our voices and know us. Rayan kissed the spot when he felt her kicking early this morning, before going out, he didn’t know she had moved and was now kicking in the side, but I didn’t correct him.

I sang again, the same song from before, now adding the lyrics to both of them, one of my hands resting in his hair while the other would still be on my belly. Rayan’s green eyes lit up, recognizing the song.

“Our song.” He whispered, sighing quietly, before his voice joined mine. Lilly got to quiet, the closest of sleep that she could get, but we still sang the song just one more time to her, just to be sure.  

@nicoliharu gave me the permission to post and write something to go along with it. 

thank you so much Faaaaaaa <3 you didn't have to make me cry though T-T

also 9 and 15 with Nathaniel (but you don't have to accept both of course)

I hope you liked it!!

1 – Make up after a fight and 15 – Can you just kiss me? (NathanielxCandy)

I was still furious with Nathaniel. Our conversation, or rather, our breakfast little war, still fresh and bitter in my mouth.

It hadn't improved at all during the day, not when Cozy Bear had been full of lovebirds who clearly hadn't yelled at each other before stopping for a Mocha or milkshake. If anything, Valentine’s day moods had only aggravated my state of spirit.

So much that when I was going home, I was ready for the second round of our fight. I was actually anticipating have the chance to tell him everything stuck in my throat for weeks!

Angrily I opened the door of our apartment, expecting to find it empty, like always, he was never home by the time I normally came home, but this time, White hasn’t come to welcome me like usual.

Instead, before I could fully open the door, I was welcomed with a delicious smell of tomato sauce, oregano, and pasta, together with another subtle fragrance of something else. Immediately my eyes went for the kitchen’s island, finding it set for dinner with a huge bouquet of white and red roses on the side in a crystal vase with water.

A little gasp escaped from me, when I took it all in at once… what? A meowing brought my attention down to a White with a big red ribbon behind her head.

“What’s happening, White? Did you plan it all by yourself?” I couldn’t keep the grin away from my face when I went pet her head “You didn’t have to.” I told her, big blue eyes looking lovely at me.

“She didn’t, but I did have to.” I raised my head to see my boyfriend casually leading on the door frame of our room, dressed like he normally would on our night-ins.

“Your conscience finally had a good conversation with you?” The joke came out rude and dry, my grin dead on my lips.

“You can call Amber that.” Nathaniel shrugged, having the sense of showing some remorse. “She brought to my attention that’s just so much a woman can take…” He looked me in the eyes, golden liquid and burning eyes, “… in a relationship if she feels underappreciate and how you have been there for me in basically all my worst moments, without ever turning your back… always believing in me, even when I have done nothing to deserve your faith on me.”

Hands extended towards me, Nathaniel tentatively approached, probably testing whether I would grab the coat rack and try to hit him with it. But, I did no move to grab anything, I waited.

“I’m sorry.” When he saw the scorn on my face, he shook his head, “No, I really am sorry. I’m a ‘real pain in the ass’ and everything else you called me this morning.” Big and strong hands reached for mine “Things need to change. I want them to change.”

I sighed. It was exactly what I needed to hear from him. I let him gently pull me closer, our eyes still locked on one another.

“You better,” I told him, my arms going around his neck, my fingers playing with the back of his blonde hair. “Now, can you kiss me?”

Nathaniel gave me a handsome crooked grin, his stare going down and fixed on my mouth.

“When you ask me like that so nicely…”

I slapped him lightly in the shoulder, making that cocky jerk laugh. Our lips met need and longing pouring from both of us, in a passionate and brusque kiss. Hands going mad with pulling, grabbing, and sliding between our bodies, impatient to give a proper ending to yet another fight. I wasn’t expecting no more fights. When you’re in a relationship, fights came in with the package.

However, I wanted to believe in him once more, I wanted to believe in us. Because I knew what was like to be apart, the void, the grief… and before going through it all again, I rather make sure to exhaust all possibilities before I live for the rest of my life being haunted by the ghost of “what could have been if only…”.

That’s why, when he pulled away, his strong arms tight around me, holding me close like I was the most precious treasure in his life, I couldn’t help but smile again “I love you.”

“I love.” Kiss in the nose, “love” between my eyebrows, “love, love, and love” more kisses scattered over in a few points of my face, just stopping when the only place he hasn’t kissed yet were my lips “I love you too.” Nathaniel said back, giving me the softest of the kisses and I believed in him.