Oh, My Gods. This Shattered My Heart In The Best Pf Ways. It's So Well Written! Thank You So Much! If

Oh, my gods. This shattered my heart in the best pf ways. It's so well written! Thank you so much! If you're ever feeling up to posting part 2, I would love to read it! Just, with a happy ending please😅 and if you could tag me in it, I would be really grateful <333

Hello! I'd like to request a one shot with Om Simeon x gn MC please ^^ Now, I read in your rules you're alright with writing heavy themed fics, but I still would like to give a heads up for the content of my request. Can I ask for MC askimg Simeon if suicide is really a sin? Maybe they've attempted in the past and things are getting worse in the present time amd they're getting lost in that same headspace? So like, they're wondrring what would happen with them after they'd die? Sorry if this is too specific, if it's too much for you, feel free to ignore it, just let me know please! Thank you so much have a wonderful day byeeee!

Sure :) Warning! This will have talk about suicide being selfish and a sin//

Characters: Simeon

Genre: angst,comfort,angst to comfort

Format: oneshot

Pronouns: they/them

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"Is suicide truly a sin?"

“Is suicide truly a sin?”

Simeon didn’t think much of the question, a simple frown adorning his face. 

“I hate to think about this topic to be honest. But, if we’re talking technicalities, then yes.” he said with a sigh. 

“Oh, ok.” you said plainly. “And what do you think..? Away from the technicalities and angel stuff?”

He looked up and pondered for a moment. 

“I think so too.”

You looked at him, wearing a sort of betrayed expression. He wasn’t looking at you though. He was still looking up at the sky as he continued his response.

“You were put on this earth for a reason. God put you on this earth for a reason…I mean, throwing away the holy gift of life because what? You’re feeling down? It’s all a bit selfish, don’t you think MC?

When he finally looked your way, he saw you turned away from him and shivering. 

“MC?” he went to place his hand on your shoulder.

You tried your best to explain to him, despite your hitching breath and gasps for air. 

“No it’s not selfish…I’m not selfish..” You hoped he’d understand what you were implying.

Though you were choking on sobs, he understood. 

He pulled you into a hug and kissed the top of your head. There were no words to make up for what he just said to you. 

You shook and sobbed in his arms. You loved him the most and he loved you the most. Why couldn’t he understand? Why did he say those things? Does he really believe that? You didn’t know. 

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You cried yourself to sleep in his arms and woke up to him playing with your hair. 

Your nose was stuffed and your throat hurt. You felt terrible. 

“MC, I’m glad you’re awake..”

You were numb. You didn’t care about the pain and you didn’t care about him. You wanted comfort and you didn’t receive it. 

“What if I killed myself right now, tonight?” you said blankly.

Simeon looked shocked and leaned in to look into your eyes. He saw nothing.

“Would you think that I was nothing but a selfish sinner when I’m gone??”

It was his turn to cry now. “No..That’s not…”

You were sobbing again now. 

“MC…I’m so sorry i didn’t know I didn’t-”

You got up and looked at him through your tears and anger.

You then stormed out of his room and ran. You didn’t know where. But you ran.

If he can’t understand you, who could?

For @robin-the-enby :

If you want a part 2, message me or send another ask I’ll be happy to write it!

- Just let me know whether you want a happy or sad ending :)

Legolas x reader where leggy is very clingy and wants to snuggle all day like a needy baby. (I want him to lay his head on my stomach while i play with his hair)

Hi anon!! Hope you like this, its a super cute thought <3 Hope it was what you were looking for

legolas x gender neutral!reader

basically what the ask is :)

word count: 566 words reading time: about 3 minutes warnings: none I can find

Early in your relationship, you realised Legolas was quite clingy, the man often desiring to, at the least, hold your hand. When you would travel he always wanted to hold your hand, if not at the least be near you. You hand a theory it was due to the number of people he has lost in his life, he knows how quickly someone can be taken from him in this cruel world. Although you never asked, not wanting to upset the elf in any way shape or form. At times it could be a bit much, wanting your own space. But you knew it came from a place of love, not possessiveness.

As you lay amongst the plush cushions of a window seat, basking in the warmth the sun proved as though you were a cat. Legolas walked into the room, looking exhausted from his continuous duties and obligations as the prince of Mirkwood. Wordlessly you open your arms for him to collapse into, his complaints about getting up and going to meetings in the morning echo in your head. Many mornings Legolas complained about leaving the warmth of your bed and most importantly you. Wishing he could spend all day with you and in your arms. But it was not possible in the world you lived in, unfortunately.

The man fell into your arms a content smile on his face as he felt your arms encase him. Though the space was small you both managed to fit, tangling your arms and legs together. Carefully your hand runs over his head, smoothing out his hair before pressing a kiss to the top of his head. At times your lover reminded you of a lazy dog, always wanting to be with you or in your space, not that you minded.

"I missed you today." His voice was muffled by his face being pushed against your stomach, but you had heard him. Chuckling softly you nod your head, despite knowing he can not see you "I can tell, my love." You both sit there in silence for some time, basking in each other's embrace hoping to simply stay forever. Times like this you hoped would last forever, simply the both of you together.

"I wish we could stay like this forever," he states softly lifting his face from your stomach, simply looking at you. In the late afternoon light, you looked eternal, as though you were his own personal angel. Smiling softly down at him, you place a kiss on your fingers before placing them on his nose, not being able to lean down to kiss him. "I know, my love. But the world does not allow it. You must do your duties and I mine."

A small, annoying huff let him as he rested his head back on your stomach to look out the window instead. Your fingers tangle themself in his hair, mindlessly playing with it. Chuckling softly you shake your head at his words . You both continue to lay there for some time, only exchanging a handful of words. As the sun is replaced with the moon and the candles around the room were lit. But you did not wish to move just yet, hoping to stay like this forever

Yea, I hate summer heat, I'm just so sticky and sweaty ughhhhh. But this will certainly be refreshing👀👀👀

The next fic to be finished is kinda gross. Sorry.

i love you people who like one fic then ten minutes later another then another then follow me then you start to reblog I see you and I love u it makes me laugh imagining you being like wait a sec. Wait a sec. This bitch is pretty good actually

Me: *Walks by a smoker*

Me:

Oh, as a fellow artist, that breaks my heart...

Oh no

Oh nononononono

Unfortunately, I have no other ideas...

Anyone know a good way to transport a massive amount of color pencils but still keep them organized and safe?

I want to draw more at work but I risk my kit breaking/getting disorganized.