#I literally made this while half asleep 💀

[disastrouslydared]

This is a little blurb of my personal OC, Marshall (Last Name Pending), that I decide to shitpost. This was made with a black!reader in mind but anyone can read. Enjoy.

Sleepless Nights and Bright Screens

It was 03:34am.

Marshall laid up on his bed with his hand behind his neck, the other draped on your waist as your murmured in an unclear fashion. His thumb rubbed at your skin while he peeled an eye open, his brown raising as the piercing white light of your screen greeted him.

“Why’re you up?” He muttered while his calloused hand went up to pinch your cheek, breathing deeply as you shrugged him away, staring into the low light of your phone as your thumbs swiftly typed.

“You know I have a hard time sleeping.” You rasped, typing away at your notes app as you blinked sleep away from your eyes. Your bonnet was slightly riding up your head as your eyes bored into the screen, tiny curls peeking out as Marshall rolled his eyes.

Kissing your cheekbone, he snatched the phone away from your hands, turning it off and putting it on his nightstand before he pulled the bonnet down over your eyes.

“Excuse you.” You grumbled as you looked up at him, your eyes narrowed as you fixed it back properly. Marshall ignored your complaints, placing his hand on your head. You felt your face get pushed onto his chest, left cheek smooshing onto the plush skin near his scars.

“Sleep. It’s late and you need to be up for school tomorrow… well, today..” He spoke softly and gently to you as he dragged his palm over your ear repeatedly, the sound bringing a wave of exhaustion crashing. You traced the scars under his pecs tenderly, your eyes drifting closed as your chest started to slow in its rising.

You listened to his heart beating strong and loudly, skipping a few times much to your concern but you decided to ask about that another time.

Right here, right now, it was time to relish in this tender moment. A moment you’d never experienced. Pure love and adoration came from Marshall as he soothed you, only stopping once you were in a deep sleep.

His hand clasped around yours before he allowed himself to rest, his heart beating at the same rhythm as your own. “Goodnight, love..”

I’ll be under the tag “#adreamerswritings” so it’s easier to read all my works! I’ll also put my asks/requests on in the (unlikely) event someone would like a custom fanfic written lmao.

Sleep well, mi amors~

[gay-dorito-dust]

I love your writing btw! I’ve been perusing it for awhile haha- can we get cuddle headcanons for how the hoyo boyo’s cuddle? (Sunday, Argenti, Ratio, and Gallagher please? And any other ones you’d like!)

Sunday: possessive cuddles.

Probably watches over you in your sleep like a creep.

He will not let you go as you are kept caged to his chest within a firm hold as he slept peacefully.

Even as he slept, Sunday didn’t like you being far away from him and prefers to keep you close to him as humanly possible.

He’ll want you to rest your tired head against his chest and coddle you in his arms all the while pressing kisses into your head and upon your face as his wings fluttered softly, bathing your face with a gentle breeze.

His little wings only fluttered when he was feeling strong emotions such as love, anger, betrayal and happiness for instance. So needless to say you constantly felt his wings flutter softly in your face but you weren’t going to complain for such as cute display. That and the fact that his little wing flutters were great for when the nights got warmer, and when you didn’t want to cuddle up to Sunday as much.

Not like he’d let you, seeing as how he can’t stand you being a mere three inches away from him. He sleeps a lot better knowing that you’re by his side and the soft fluttering of his wings made you more than aware of that.

His preferred cuddling position is: chest rest

Argenti: this man needs to hold you against him as though he were trying to fuse your souls together. He won’t assume any other position that didn’t have you pressed against one another, or touching in some way shape or form.

He’d even press his forehead against your own while pulling you to his chest as his hands drew patters into your side and interlocking your legs either one another.

He craves the feel of your warm skin like no other.

He can’t sleep without your touch at all as he feels as though half of his soul was somewhere he couldn’t be.

He’s being dramatic, you’re literally in the same bed with the smallest amount of space between the two of you.

The downside of cuddling Argenti is that sometimes you’d wake up with a face full of his ruby red hair that oddly smelt of fresh roses. But other than that cuddling with Argenti was soft, warm, comforting and it made you feel safe being in the arms of your charming knight.

His preferred cuddling position would probably be the honeymoon hug.

Gallagher:

Clingy/playful.

This man is hugging you as though you were his personal pillow/plushie.

You weren’t complaining though as the man runs warm like a furnace and you got to have your face smothered into his tits. You were in heaven.

Will personally get offended when you try to move away from him.

‘Stop trying to escape will you? Unless you’ve got to piss, then I’m going to assume you don’t want to cuddle me anymore.’ He’d say groggily as he burrows his face into your neck, playfully biting it as you tried to swat him away.

He may even try to tickle you because he’s bored or can’t sleep, when in reality he just wants to hear you laugh one last time before falling asleep for real. He loves getting to be playful and affectionate with you when your both trying to find sleep. The moments shared during them were real, authentic and something to treasure for the future.

These moments were proven more precious to Gallagher when his dog then joins in on all the fun and slept at the foot of the bed.

His preferred cuddling position would be: leg cradle.

Ratio:

Average at cuddling unless he’s deep in his sleep.

Ratio looks like someone who doesn’t like the feeling of another person pressed up against him in fear of contracting their stupidity like a disease. 💀

The best he’ll do is touch pinkies and or have your backs pressed against one another. That’s it.

However when he’s deep in his sleep, he’ll be the big spoon and cuddle himself into your neck as his arms clutched at your waist firmly. It was cute and sweet in it’s own way, but it be best not to admit this to Ratio when he’s awake as he’ll try to prove why you’re wrong.

He’s secretly a cuddle bug but is too prideful to admit to it, obviously.

He’s a touch staved man who denies all allegations the fact that he’s touch starved and craves your touch to an extent where he feels it borderlines embarrassment. So as a result of his prideful ways, he’s left to yearn for something he couldn’t not and would not bring himself to speak up upon.

Veritas only finds comfort in seeking your touch when your fast asleep and cuddles himself into you back under the guise of being asleep, it was bound to work and work it did.

His preferred cuddling positioning would be: back to back/ spooning.

[rawjutsu]

i've been getting back into gaming recently and lately i've been thinking about gaming streamer yuuta and his girly gamer gf <3

his stream chat is obsessed with you. you don’t even stream that often, but when you do, his viewers flock to your channel

he sometimes reads out your discord messages on stream without realizing and goes bright red when chat starts clowning him

you always show up in his background with snacks, or cuddling his shoulder during loading screens

“i got you something,” and it’s a pink custom controller with your username on it (because he knows how cramped your fingers with a fresh set on get with keyboard controls)

when you’re playing co-op games he never takes the loot unless you say it’s okay

he helps you set up your stream layout and overlays, patiently showing you obs tricks even tho you keep accidentally muting your mic 💀

late night gaming sessions where you’re both half-asleep and barely making callouts but still winning

you’re sitting on his lap while he streams (off-cam) and every once in a while his chat hears your laugh or your cute commentary in the background

you rage-quit during a match and he coos like “it’s okay baby, you still did so good 🙂‍↕️ do you wanna doordash some boba?”

you give him cute little keysmashes in chat like “AHdNJSBH U DID SO GOOD BABY” and he gets so flustered he misclicks in-game

you two do duo horror streams where you scream and jump into his arms even though you’ve played the game before

one time he lost a match and his forfeit was wearing your headset (it has pink cat ears) but he didn’t mind and you made it your pfp on twitter for a few months <33

nsfw under cut <3

he loves seeing you in your cute lil gamer fits—crop tops, thigh highs, tiny skirts or shorts—he’s always flustered when you walk past his stream cam like that

sometimes you “accidentally” bend over during stream setup and he’s like 🧍‍♂️💻 (trying so hard not to look at your ass in front of chat)

he 1000% has fucked you mid-queue for a ranked match. timer hits 60 seconds and he’s like “i’ve got time 😇"

you’re straddling him in his gamer chair, headset around your neck, trying not to moan loud enough for your discord friends to hear

begs for you to ride him while he streams (cam off ofc). he’s got one hand on your thigh, trying to sound normal while you’re slowly grinding on him

you once gave him head mid-match while he was in a duo with yuuji

you were under the desk, pulling down his sweats while he’s trying so hard to sound normal in vc

“yuuutaaa you okay bro?? you’re kinda… breathing weird.” “yeah—hah—just… zoning in…”

you cosplay as fortnite skins sometimes on stream and he is in hell. literally sitting there like: 🧍‍♂️💦 because you’re dressed as haylee skye and calling him “daddy” off-mic

a/n: please god send me my own gamer bf yuuta...

[aventurineswife]

can i request argenti, aventurine, and boothill with a gender neutral reader who has long hair but struggles to style it? i swear doing anything beyond a ponytail is so complicated 😭 also your writing style is absolutely amazing !!!

Tangled in Your Hands

Tags: Argenti x Reader, Aventurine x Reader, Boothill x Reader, Gender Neutral Reader, Fluff, Established Relationship (Can be read Platonically), Domestic Moments, Hair Styling.

A/N: I have medium hair but I definitely get the struggle, it's painful 💀💔, also thank you!!! <33 i literally write these fics during night-time while I'm half asleep so I mostly write the characters a bit incorrecly or make them ooc💀

The sound of birdsong filtered through the open window of your modest cottage, but you barely noticed as you sat at the kitchen table, your head resting in your hands. Before you lay an array of hairbrushes, combs, and pins—all useless in the face of your long, unruly hair.

“Is something troubling you, my radiant muse?” Argenti’s voice, warm and musical, broke through your sulk.

You looked up to see him standing in the doorway, his red hair glowing like fire in the morning light. Clad in his knightly attire, he looked every bit the picture of chivalry and grace.

“My hair,” you admitted with a sigh, gesturing to the mess on your head. “I just can’t seem to make it look… decent.”

Argenti approached, his expression softening with understanding. “Your hair is as beautiful as the rest of you,” he said sincerely, “but if you wish for assistance, I would be honored to oblige.”

“You know how to style hair?” you asked, surprised.

“I have braided the manes of warhorses and woven laurels for festival days,” he said with a small smile. “I assure you, your hair is no greater challenge.”

He pulled a chair beside yours and reached for a brush. His hands were strong but careful as he worked through the tangles, murmuring quiet reassurances whenever you winced. Despite his self-proclaimed inexperience, his touch was steady and deliberate, each motion infused with patience and care.

“I find this task quite fulfilling,” he remarked after a while. “It is not often that I have the privilege of tending to something so delicate.”

When he finished, you turned to look in the mirror. Your hair was now styled in an intricate crown braid, adorned with a few wildflowers he had picked from the garden. It was charming and whimsical, perfectly reflecting your personality.

“It’s beautiful...” you whispered, touched by the effort he had put in.

“As are you.” Argenti replied, his voice filled with warmth.

You sat on the plush ottoman in your shared apartment, fingers tangled in your long hair as frustration simmered beneath your skin. The golden-framed mirror before you reflected the mess of locks that refused to cooperate, no matter how many attempts you made to tame them.

“Honestly, how do people make this look easy?” you muttered, glaring at your reflection.

Aventurine, lounging nearby in his signature attire, had been watching you with an amused glint in his eyes. He adjusted the rims of his glasses before setting aside the deck of cards he had been casually shuffling.

“Well, darling,” he said, standing and approaching you with a charming smile, “you’re not just people, are you? Perfection takes a bit more effort.”

You rolled your eyes at his teasing tone but couldn’t suppress the small smile tugging at your lips. “Are you offering to help, or are you just here to commentate?”

He chuckled and crouched beside you, his hand brushing against your wrist as he gently took the brush from your hand. “Let’s make a wager,” he suggested, his voice light and playful. “If I can style your hair into something breathtaking, you owe me a favor. If I fail, I’ll owe you one instead.”

“And what counts as ‘breathtaking’?” you asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow.

“You’ll know it when you see it,” he replied with a wink.

Before you could protest, he was already at work, fingers deftly moving through your hair. The rhythm of his motions was soothing, each stroke of the brush accompanied by his soft hums. Occasionally, he’d pause to tilt his head, observing his progress as though you were a masterpiece he was crafting.

“Where did you learn to do this?” you asked, curiosity piqued by his apparent skill.

“Oh, here and there,” he replied nonchalantly. “One picks up a few tricks in my line of work. Charm and presentation, my dear, are invaluable assets.”

Minutes passed, and you felt your initial frustration melt away, replaced by a sense of calm. Aventurine’s focus was unwavering, his usual flamboyant energy tempered by a surprising gentleness.

“There.” he announced finally, stepping back to admire his handiwork.

You turned to face the mirror and gasped. He had woven your hair into an elegant braid that cascaded over your shoulder, adorned with delicate twists and loops that framed your face beautifully. It was simple yet sophisticated, a style you had never managed to achieve on your own.

“It’s… perfect.” you said, genuinely awestruck.

“Breathtaking, you mean,” he corrected, his grin widening. “Now, about that favor—”

You laughed, reaching out to pull him into a hug. “Fine, you win. But don’t push your luck, mister.”

“Luck has nothing to do with it,” he replied smugly, though his arms wrapped around you in return.

“Damn it...!” you muttered, wrestling with a stubborn knot in your hair.

Boothill leaned against the doorway of your shared abode, his arms crossed as he watched you struggle. “Need a hand there, sugar?”

You glanced at him, skeptical. “You know how to do hair?”

He smirked, pushing off the doorframe. “I’ve wrangled worse things than tangles in my time. Sit tight.”

Before you could protest, he had taken the brush from your hand and settled behind you. His rough (mechanical) fingers were surprisingly gentle as he worked through the knots, his cowboy hat tilted back to give him a better view.

“You’ve got some patience for this.” you said, half-impressed.

He chuckled lowly. “Patience comes with the territory, darlin’. Besides, it ain’t so bad when it’s you.”

He didn’t try for anything fancy, but when he was done, your hair was free of tangles and pulled back into a neat ponytail. It was simple, practical, and—most importantly—comfortable.

“Better?” he asked, stepping back.

You touched your hair and smiled. “Much better. Thanks, Boo.”

“Anytime, sugar,” he said with a wink. “You just holler if it gives you trouble again.”

[iocles]

Bachira Hcs :3

• Was definitely the type of kid to collect bugs and treat them as his friends, total result of bullying💀

• CANNOT sit in a chair correctly for the life of him, it's so bad

• Moves too much in his sleep, and a chronic sleep kicker

• those sleep kicks HURT

• Borderline unintelligible writing, but that's only when he doesn't feel like writing neatly

• That's why he drew a dolphin on his toothbrush instead of writing his name, didn't think it was important to write it

• Has leaned back in his chair at school and fallen, always swears to the teacher that it won't happen again (it will)

• Probably goes up the stairs on all fours for funsies

• Makes a MEAN protein shake (I don't know why I thought of this, but it makes sense to me💔)

• Does NOT shut up whenever anyone asks him about soccer, whether they're apart of Blue Lock or not

• Spam texter 😟

• HE KICKS HIS FRIENDS IN THE BACK OF THE KNEE

• Chronic test paper doodler, has lost points on tests for it

• Has millions of playlists that he made for no reason, literally just playlists he made for a specific day and never listened to again.

• Has been posted on his school's "caught sleeping" account, VARIOUS times...

• Sings in the shower💔

• His tiktok is a total shit posting account, maybe once in a while he'll post a pic of himself

• Same thing with any of his social media, his instagram notes are STRAIGHT BRAINROT

• Tried to watch Hamilton because Isagi recommended it to him, fell asleep half way and never finished it.

AHHH FIRST REAL POST I literally need to learn how to make these posts cutesy and decorated but I'm on mobile n don't have a laptop jajaja

[jmdbjk]

They take up a lot of space in my head sometimes...

I didn't want to dwell on this in the documentary posts but I know you guys will indulge me as I ramble a little bit.

I want to elaborate on some thoughts I had while watching the second half of Episode 7 when Jungkook went over to Jimin's.

I watched it several times. I made sure to watch it once with a very critical and skeptical eye to keep myself from straying too far...nothing serious but possibly delulu...

This part of the documentary inside Jimin's apartment was filmed on March 13, 2022 following the last PTD Seoul concert.

This was BEFORE PTD Las Vegas where Jimin has told us he talked to the members about his troubles and that's when he embarked on writing the songs that would end up on his album FACE which was released A YEAR after this interview.

It seems Jimin answers his phone in the car after the concert. Tells whoever to get ready and come over and asks what kind of chicken to order. The documentary camera person is already in the car with Jimin... who is he speaking to on the phone? When we eventually see Jungkook coming over later on in this episode, it's natural to assume he was speaking to Jungkook on the phone, who was probably in another car on his way home to his own apartment after the concert, or perhaps already home since his apartment is much closer to Jamsil Olympic Stadium where PTD Seoul was held.

Inside Jimin's residence, he talks about what he does there, basically not a whole lot: eats, sleeps, drinks, has friends over, plays on the computer, and from what we've seen since, he's not much of a decorator.

He wonders if he's revealed too much. I think this was a legitimate question for him, since idols typically do not divulge this sort of thing to the fans. It's plausible to me that Jimin has to unlearn all these preconceived ideas he's had about being an idol in order to forge ahead.

Delivery fried chicken arrives and he runs to get it and runs back to the dining table. Literally runs. The door chimes as it closes. I do love watching him eat. He surely loves his food. A man after my heart.

He talks about how it naturally came about that they needed to have their own spaces. They were maturing young men, they needed their own places even though they'd lived together for so many years. He said their place in Gangnam was so small they put up temporary walls. I believe he was speaking about the house that is now a cafe, Hyuga? He says it was scary living on his own, it was so quiet.

When Jungkook arrives, the door chime sound we hear was different from what it sounded like when Jimin went to the door to get the delivery chicken.

From this footage, we can't know if Jungkook punched in the code and let himself in. Maybe he did, but this footage does not show that. Unless someone is familiar with how that particular door chime sounds when it is unlocked, when it is locked, when it opens and when it closes, we can't know what that chime meant.

We see Jungkook after he's already inside the apartment. He was followed by a camera person. I am certain the camera-person does not have Jimin's apartment's door code. Make of that what you will...perhaps Jungkook came alone and they re-enacted him entering once he got there because it'd be weird if he was just there all of a sudden... we can't know.

Incidentally (fun fact) this is the same jacket Jungkook wore in the video of receiving the President's Award during his university graduation earlier that month (Mar. 2, 2022)... yes, Jeon Jungkook is a university graduate too. He wore a jacket with "QUIT YOUR JOB" across the back of it, to accept a graduation award.... 💀

Anyway back to my delulu...

Jimin and Jungkook are chatting at the table while eating and drinking and get on the topic of their sleeping habits when Jungkook says normally he would take a bath, drink a couple beers and go to sleep and even adds now he goes to sleep earlier. Such a grown up.

Jimin says he falls asleep at 1 a.m. so he must be getting old but it doesn't matter if he falls asleep at 1 a.m. or 6-7 a.m., he sleeps until 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

Jungkook says he decided not to live like that anymore... this the man who in early 2023 was staying up all night to do live broadcasts with us from his living room and waking up his neighbors belting out Unholy, etc... such a grown up.

And then Jungkook says 'oops, I sounded like Yoongi just then, never mind, live how what you want' and whoever that is off-camera wheezing... HAHAHAHAHAHA. Anyway. That whole exchange was... what is it with them? They ride the edge of smart-assy sarcasm and inside jokery with each other constantly. And this time at the expense of Yoongi! HAHAHAHA.

Jimin and Tae sometimes act similarly with each other but it is more role play and nothing like the long-running inside joke Jimin and Jungkook do all the time.

The vibe between them was identical to the one when they were sitting at the dining table that first night of In The Soop 2.

As episode 7 goes on, they show Jimin and Jungkook again, Jungkook is chopping mushrooms and Jimin says "You are doing so well on your own" and "Be careful" and the translation says Jungkook said "okay" but it sounds more to me like a "ayyy stop nagging" sound he made.

Jimin runs behind Jungkook again. Why does Jimin run so much? He's like a nervous, excited little mouse.

They're terrible Youtubers:

The ship wars and solo wars and stupid-things-you-could-ask-during-a-live wars over whether or not Jimin ever ate Jungkook's ramen... FINALLY, after posting all those recipes last year and Jimin saying he wants Jungkook to cook that for him, we see JUNGKOOK HAS COOKED RAMEN FOR JIMIN! Cooked it for him way before any of these wars began too... what a waste of energy.

No, Jimin didn't go over to Jungkook's to eat it, Jungkook came to Jimin and cooked it for him.

Ok, but this is the part that made me need to pause and rewind and write this long-ass post:

Jimin tells us that a friend of his helped him realize he needed to explore the possibility he was depressed.

He recounts the story as they were at Jimin's apartment drinking and they had a small argument. The next morning Jimin wakes up, has totally forgotten the argument and goes over to the friend's to help begin moving. They apologized to each other and the friend came over again that night and the friend said "I think you are severely depressed. You act like you aren't, but you've been acting strange. If you're having a hard time, tell me." Jimin said he didn't think he was having a hard time and the friend told Jimin to take some time to think about it. Jimin says a lot changed after that.

This moment when Jimin is retelling this story, "yet you act like you aren't, but you've been acting strange. If you're having a hard time, tell me." Jimin reaches over and actually touches Jungkook. Look at the way they are looking at each other?

The way Jungkook sat there, looking straight at Jimin while Jimin recounted that conversation/day/moment, chewing on his bottom lip as is his habit, Jungkook nodding during certain points that Jimin was retelling... very very brief moments where body language reveals a lot.

Maybe the "friend" Jimin was supposed to help move, the one who told Jimin he seemed severely depressed... was Jungkook?

You can call me delulu if you want. I see what I see and I hear what I hear.

They have not shown this type of closeness amongst the other members in this entire documentary. And here is Jungkook sitting in Jimin's home, while Jimin tells us this very intimate detail about himself.

If Jungkook was the one... it's plausible, the one who came over to drink, just like they were doing this evening... the one who was moving and Jimin was going to help him. The one who he can look in the eyes and recount this story and his friend can look him straight back in the eye and nod in agreement.

Why retell this story with Jungkook sitting next to him? There were other moments when we know Jungkook is there, he could have been off camera while Jimin told the staff about this intimate moment with his friend. No. He said it while they sat next to each other looking at each other.

It's possible. If not, it seems possible that Jungkook has already heard this story.

Jimin shares more than we've ever heard from him: that he falls into a labyrinth the moment he starts to ponder about what happiness is. He says of course their work and many other things require attention to detail but it's ok if there is vagueness (or imperfection) too. If you get too caught up in the meaning of things (in the importance of things), you feel like you have to risk it all to accomplish them and its ok to let some of it go, enjoy the simplicity of things and not get emotional over everything ... this sounds like Jimin has matured and has tried to push away perfectionism.

He believes he is in a very healthy place mentally right now (at the time of that interview, March 13, 2022) but can't say the same about his body, but he wants to stay healthy as he grows older together with the fans. And Jungkook is still there, but off camera.

This interview was almost two years ago. And now their first solo career endeavors have been accomplished and these two are doing their military obligation together. They've come a long way. We will see them again next year. It won't be as long as it feels.

Anyway, going back to my delulu cave now. Carry on.

[danika-redgrave124]

The Officially Approved (Somehow) VIP Invitation 1/2

It was near the end of the event, the final desserts were being plated, and Yui—Ramshackle’s event organizer—had finally collapsed into one of the cushioned booths, apron slightly wrinkled, cat ears skewed, and a half-eaten strawberry shortcake parfait in front of her.

Despite Yui’s insistence that she was "just resting her eyes," she was currently curled up in Deuce’s arms, eyes fully closed, cheek pressed against his chest while he rubbed gentle circles along her back.

Deuce held her like she was made of spun sugar and sighs. "I missed you," he whispered into her hair, even though he’d stopped by literally every two hours with snacks, drinks, and stern declarations that she should sit down for five minutes, please. "You were too busy to even kiss me."

Yui mumbled something that sounded like "Whipped cream only on the left side of the cake" and nuzzled closer.

🎃POOF🎃

That’s when a scroll poofed onto the table in a puff of black glitter and pumpkin spice.

Deuce stared at it. "…Yui. Someone just used magic mail. Should I open it?"

Yui lazily opened one eye. "…If it’s another cake order, I’m making it cursed."

Deuce unrolled the scroll.

It read, in overly dramatic, old-fashioned gothic script:

🕯️💀✨

An Unholy & Completely Legitimate Request for Reserved Café Space

Most Adorable Café Overlord (Yui)

I, Skully J. Graves, Lord of Jack-o’-Lanterns, Crowned Pumpkin King, and Temporary Prince of Charisma,

Do hereby request access to one (1) cozy, dimly lit, sugar-drenched Private Tea Date Room, to be shared with the Sweet Server of My Soul: Yuu Kinsley.

Payment to be made in:

600 Gold Pumpkins (transfigurable into currency upon approval)

A Lifetime Coupon of Free Scares (redeemable any Halloween)

A Promise Not to Steal Grim Again™

Enchanted RSVP if:

💀: Yes, but behave yourself.

🎃: Only if you bring your own teacup.

🕸️: No, you tried this last week.

Yours in Pumpkin-Flavored Devotion, Skully J. Graves

Deuce blinked at the scroll, then turned it to show Yui. "…Do we even have a ‘Pumpkin King' guest list?" he asked.

Yui, still nestled against his chest and half-asleep, reached out, took the pumpkin-shaped wax seal sticker at the bottom, and stuck it to her own approval clipboard next to the VIP slots.

With a yawn, she mumbled, "Let him have the last room. He behaves better when he’'s sweet-talking Yuu."

"Seriously?" Deuce asked, though he was already smiling. “You're the softest event planner I've ever met.”

Yui kissed his jaw lightly and muttered, "I'm just tired. And it’s cute. Don't let it go to his head."

Deuce pulled her closer and buried his face in her hair. "Too late. He's probably already writing vows in that room."

The scroll poofed itself away with a smug giggle.

💖💙

@oh-hopeless-heart I didn't know what was Yui’s main ship, but I did see a lot of Deuce x Yui on your blog soooo I went that one and implied my Yuu x Skully ship

[delaythings]

🪑 WHO DO YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU SEE ME... did you see that? did the object remind you of anyone? was it a certain colour? or perhaps a bench? who did it remind you of? and why?

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taiyooo my wonderful sunbeam tysm for the ask :) ☀️

🪑: okay, obviously, literally anything related to the color schemes of my friend’s (and mine) hero costumes. black/orange/green, red/black/gray, pink/purple/teal, and black/blue/gold for me (i actually have all of these except for my own made as bracelets and i need to remake mine). then, cause i shadow at vet clinics here, any time i see either a very grumpy cat or a very grumpy tiny dog im like “hey i’ve got one of those!!” katsuki. it’s katsuki. there was actually a brief stint in first year where i was taller than him thanks to my horns (they’re ATTACHED to my SKULL they COUNT) but then he had to be a dick and get taller 🖕🖕🖕🖕smh. anyway, i have specific gems in my brain that they remind me of too. kats = fire opals, sunstone, onyx, citrines, jasper, and also ruby cause the color matches his eyes :) i gift him these frequently he has no choice but to accept i whine at him until he does (he has a drawer full of pretty stones thanks to me. only the best for the mate). kiri = rocks in general, red ones like garnets and rhodonite, plus obsidian. i saw an obsidian shark one time that my friend had and i was like “oh that’s kiri 1000%.” mina = rose quartz, opals (it is colorful and she is very shiny and has colorful vibes), pink tourmaline, pink topaz, etc etc. okay that’s enough about rocks. umm my mom obviously has white and gold plus anything angel related (i rambled a ton about her on a post i made yesterday about fighting her for my final exam). dad? crows, obviously. my brothers are rats and i love them both <3 except for when they put ROCKETS on my FUCKING OWL. 🖼️: oh god my embarrassing moments. i am very cool yes, but also i am literally just a girl… such as how i slept through the entire training camp attack WHILE BEING A TARGET (i fought katsuki and lost at the sports festival, but it was a long damn fight where we were both a little more aggressive than probably needed, so there’s that, but my quirk is also powerful enough to draw attention). however, mix a ton of training my quirk with the exhaustion and fatigue that come with it (plus headaches/migraines), and you have the fact that when i sleep, im basically dead to the world and cannot be woken up, cause my quirk shuts my body down to recover energy. so, after three i think days of training, i was done, so i fell asleep before the test of courage and then didn’t wake up again until after the whole thing went down. aizawa (ur dad) literally had to go retrieve me from the sleeping area once izuku figured out that i was also a target and he just kinda dropped me with kirishima and mina who were doing remedial lessons. another thing is the first time in the dorms that the same really-heavy-sleep thing happened, but i had to get up for class, so eventually katsuki took it upon himself to wake me up by first yelling, two barging into my room, and three yanking my blanket nest away from me. i was not awake enough to figure out what was happening and very much grumpy enough to tackle him while growling that i was gonna use his head as a dart board and his skin as a throw rug. not my proudest moment, but there’s a reason why the phrase “don’t wake a sleeping dragon” exists. he was banned from attempting to wake me up from this state for a while, until we started dating. now he’s the only one who can do it with minimal growling cause i just cling to him in my half-awake state now.

i fear i am a chronic rambler lol 💀

[merakiui]

Girl-- I- I don't know what to say 😁

I just came back after a bad day and saw you updated and I had the strongest flashback to my dream when I saw your pfp 💀 It made me laugh so muchhh, Mer ur literally the best 🥺🥺 I hope you hear that enough girl.

You're the best, I love you, we all do- We appreciate your work and humor and your mind is wonderful orz orz thank you Queen!! *Insert praising gif*

- Wild garden flower (yes that was me, I forgor to sign it mb, I was still half asleep (⁠╯⁠︵⁠╰⁠,⁠) )

UUUWAAAA WILD GARDEN FLOWER, IT WAS YOU!!!! THE PROPHET WHO DREAMED OF BLUE RASPBERRY RIDDLE!!!!! :O I’m so happy the pfp change was funny and could brighten your mood!!!! (*´꒳`*) I was even giggling to myself while I changed it hehe. I hope your bad day improved!!! Wishing you lots and lots of good days always!! ✨✨

And omg,, you’re too sweet. \(//∇//)\ it’s so flattering to hear that. Thank you for laughing along with me and being so wonderful. You’re the best!!!!!! ^3^💖💖💖

[yuckyfucky]

⋆｡ﾟ(??????? // ?????????) 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑.𝖿𝗍.𝐄𝐋𝐋𝚰𝐄 𝐖𝚰𝐋𝐋𝚰𝐀𝐌𝐒 remix

author’s scribbles: my s!lly as$ was in an incredibly s!lly mood. i wanna laughᵎᵎ i wanna have fun, a bch can hardly sit stillᵎᵎ

summary: ♡ ellie goes out on a date with friend ♡

uhhh w⚠︎rnings(??)..mm 2 b aware of..(???): honestly self insert, alllll oc’s r blk(coded) ☆, a lvl of unserious-ness, these bchs r str8 (no) up CLOWNS, “cuz u gay n’ stuff,” fwb 2 lovers, fluff + suggestive, not proofread @ all (SAWRY), loosely based on a story i have in mind, i have a visionᵎᵎ

l: v (very), wld (would), 2 (to), cld (could), bk (back), @ (at), nvr (never), 4 (for) // my slang is jus foolishness buh i can’t stop! update: im reading this thinking..damn this might give y’all a HEADACHE geezus, lemme make it make sense a bit fr 😭💀

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✎ “come.on. there’s gotta be fucking something..SOMETHING!” the last time ellie went shopping was almost half a yr ago. she wore her shit til the seams unraveled

✎ cue 2 a night when she tried 2 send an “accidentally on purpose” thirst trap but the second she pulled @ her shirt 2 flash a lil sumthin’, it came undone by the sides she still sent a pic

✎ wearing SCRAPS 4 clothing @ this point. “fffuuuuUUUUCCC—!” just a mess!

✎ n’ her excuse reasoning 4 STILL not going 2 damn store despite actually looking very forward 2 her night-out “it was in the spur of the moment!” (sheee literally had three whole days 2 go buh was all heart eyes n’ wobbly knees simply bcuz she had finally asked. oh, n’ bcuz her date said “yes,” obvi ♡)

✎ her hands shuffled robotically in front of her face before settling them on the back of her neck. terrible, TERRIBLE tics; she knew better than 2 bite @ her fingers

✎ especially after oc had made a comment that if she didn’t stop she’d end up with “frog fingers.” completely brushing over the countless vids of ppl they’ve seen wound up in the hospital bcuz of that that n’ a few other ridiculous warnings were thrown @ ellie if she didn’t want 2 end up accidentally leaving herself disfigured in the later future

✎ lightly being scared—or as she would call it, “bullied” out of her bad nervous habits

< from: my silly rabbit💋💋 > (tots didn’t personally put that in as their contact 030)

nobody:

u:

✎ but it was working. her lips also recovering from the excessive biting and lack of lip balm

LOL&;$:8:8.&IMFKNGONE ↴

✎ disgustingly dragging/typing out their laughter 4 emphasis on how funny they thought sumthin’ was, ranging from pure gibberish or (a personal fave) “AAAAAAAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHA” 4 obnoxiousness

✎ oc was as silly as they come: nvr failing 2 make an interrobang form above ellie’s head or getting a smile out of her

1) from a fucksesh that lasted nearly 3hrs, the both of them clocked out almost immediately right after. tho ellie’s slumber was cut short when she heard giggling in the middle of night. going thru emotions of confusion 2 anxiousness then annoyance n’ fearfulness. it was that she was being robbed or her place was haunted, n’ who tf had the time 4 either?? she leaned over, ready 2 shake oc awake n’ grab a bat she kept neatly stashed from underneath her bed buh paused when she saw them comfortably asleep with a fkn smile on their face. another giggle escaping their lips before they unconsciously stuffed their hand into their underwear

2) ellie could practically see the gears turning in their head from her peripheral. cocking their head 2 the side while they noisily slurped down a sweet tea they had gotten earlier from a lil donut shop right off of campus. a mischievous twinkle in their eyes. “..ellie,” they started ooh so casually “you know how to dance?” she squinted her eyes before rolling them. failing 2 suppress a smile which only grew bigger when oc surpassed hers with a cheshire-like grin “…no.” “So if I throw ass, how you gonna catch it?”

✎ dina shared that ellie was only working herself up. especially considering that they’d b out n’ around in such (inconsistent) humid + hot weather. with a pat on her shoulder n’ a “you’ll figure it out” 4 extra support, along with a promise to take her shopping next week. n’ ellie did. same way she let out a sigh of relief when she figured out which carnival 2 go 2 instead. this one being 30mins away. ellie didn’t want them to cross any paths with old habits. it was lowkey much 4 her that she still went 2 the same university

✎ oki, now ellie wasn’t exaaactly a player persay. tho she did happen 2 get around..often.. (unintentionally) leaving behind a lil more than a handful of broken hearts affiliated with either jesse or dina having 2 suffer n’ fend off awkward run-ins from “have you seen Ellie”’s. playing confused like they don’t practically live with her not like that’s their business anyway. blowing em’ off wit a neck scratch n’ a tired “she’s in jackson for the next two weeks.” followed up by a ray of annoyed texts sent her way: bro, call them already! x next time im giving them the keys to ur room buh-buh ntm on her! she’s a changed person now!

✎ tho she did met oc @ a time despite claiming she was done with hookups, happily welcomed them into her life with open arms, and open legs and an open mouth. but it was a treat 4 herself! had absolutely no expectations other than a lil summer fling @ best buh overtime she found herself wanting them 2 stay a lil longer (tho it took her awhile 2 admit it)

✎ she crossed her fingers n’ hoped, damn near got on her knees n’ PRAYED that they didn’t know about her promiscuities. like she didn’t spend her first 2yrs n’ sum change walking round campus with “community strap” practically stamped on her forehead—like that wasn’t exactly how n’ y they even met! (womp womp)

✎ ◁◁: oc knew of ellie best from a conversation they shamelessly eavesdropped on during composition. a girl n’ assumingely a fren, were trying 2 ever so quietly (buh failing) 2 talk about her. her n’ another one apparently. called them a “cock carousel,” tho admittedly confessing she’d like 2 get on that ride all dreamily. it made them curious

✎ damn her hypnotic green orbs n’ those scruffy ass shoes!

✎ dina ain’t give a shit fr lol. FINALLY an opportunity 2 give ellie a lil makeover after all those years she turned her down when they were younger, cuz apparently she was jus too cool 4 that shi n’ dina was willing 2 take whatever she cld get. ellie knew it was coming too

✎ “you know—“ “no.” “..?..you don’t even—“ “no.” “why are saying ‘no’, you don’t even—“ “no.” “you didn’t even—” “no!” “fine, be late to your date!”

✎ either ellie wasted more time tryna puzzle piece whatever was left of her wardrobe n’ b late or her clothes would come apart before she even left the damn house, making her even more late

✎ she knew she gave herself the short end of the stick. ellie didn’t even have 2 utter a “yes.” dina was already down the hall happily humming 2 herself, that deep exasperated sigh of defeat from ellie was more than enough. she could hear the clatter of doors opening. it’ll just have 2 do

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“Okay, look up again real quick!” “Oou put this on ‘nstead!” “Lemme add another strip!” Excited squeals circled the living room. I stood tall and balanced on the foot stool. Theatrically posing like a Zara Model (a.k.a unserious). I basked in my friends buzzing energy like a damn mannequin while they beautified me for my little adventure—oh! Sorry, DATE, of the night. Lightly..floating away.. back.. — .t

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a late convo in the middle of July.

< from: ew!..♡ >

then the beeeest fucking part

ending the night with elephant ears

or funnel-cake

u know, something like that

“Something like that..” I read her text aloud to myself. Geeked up in bed like she was a high-school crush: a finger pinched between my teeth and feet kicked up into the air. This was serious!

I motioned my hand in slow circles as I watched the three dot speech bubble appear then disappear for the next minute.

Mhmm..Oki!..Oki!

Then two.

..Oki!..Oki!…….Oki? My smile faltered and I stopped my movements.

It’s been five minutes.

I lulled my head to side and scoffed. My dazed smile turned agape.

< to: ew!..♡ >

…..i know this ain’t ur way of asking me out

…

ellie😭

i was working my up to it!

talking bout something like that

b a fkn lady!

damn! i won’t ask then!

ooooomfg, i was jus playing

it was funny.LAUGH!!!

elliiiieeeugh

We started spamming each other. Her pretending to be chicken shit while I demanded for an official proposal. I loved, fuckin’ DESERVED to be courted dammit!

fine! sorry!

..[redacted]

uuuugh

???

do u NOT want 2 take me out or sumthin?!?

bro, STOP

just let me do my thing!

“Just let me do my thing!” I mocked.

“Hmph!,” I let out a squeak as I hugged squeezed the shit out of my pillow. Growing silent while I waited. My heart racing.

can u go out with me?

What the..? I deadpanned and kissed my teeth.

i mean…..ig i CAN

u know, since that’s wha ur asking me

Giggling myself, I imagined her combing a hand through her hair while yelling out “oooooooh my gooooooo—!” I don’t care! This isn’t middle school!

toooots not w8g 2 b swept up off of my feet by prince charming or sumthin..

I dramatically pouted into the phone. Just sitting here! Waiting and waiting aaaanD WAIT—

O’ [redacted], O’ [redacted], wouldst thee liketh to wend out on a date with me to the

fuck it

carnival this saturday at 7??

Oh how dramatic!

WOAH?!

not even a “let down your hair” remix?? u went deep into the wenches wit it. u sure u nvr been 2 a renaissance fair b4🤨 bet they had ur freaky ass greet ppl by the s🚫x dungeons

u got that shi str8 from google anyway!!

Immediately a speech bubble popped up.

LOL

STOP, JUS LEMME HAVE A LAUGH OMGG

EHEM, EHEM!!

i wouldst v’ry much like—th..uhh that

^-^

and u said I got my shit from google

took u 10mins just to look something up and put together that scrambled egg of a sentence

lmaooo

ANYWAYS!!

@ 7

T’is a date!

it’s a date

:)

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☾　˚₊‧꒰ა It’s a date! It’s a date! ໒꒱ ‧₊˚　　. 　　

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˚ . I threw my phone onto the bed and screamed into the pillow. Excitedly kicking my legs. ⋆ ⠀　　　⠀.　

　　˚　　　　,　“Wait, oh my gosh!”—I grabbed back my phone—“I gotta tell the others. Imma need help with this!” .

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< to: we r lightskin, n’ we can help you >

guess who’s goin on a date with a certain sum1 2 the carnival this Saturday, @ 7??!

I laid sprawled out. Waiting for my phone to blow up—bzzt! bzzt!.. BZZTBZZTBZZTBZZTBZZT! Oh, never mind.

What will we even do? Oki, I mean..yeah! It’s the literally the fair. Just get up on a damn ride, ‘woohoo’ n’ whatever, but like..it’s been a little minute since I’ve went out-out…especially on a date.

My smile fell and settled into a deep frown.

What if I embarrass myself? What if I don’t even get to do that? . What if she flakes out last minute? Or worse! What if—

“BOOOOORRRIIING!” I yelled. Wiping my face to swipe all of that negativity into the trash.

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　　　　　.　　　　“It’s a date,” I reassured myself. Lightly brushing my fingertips over my lips. That dopey smile making its way back on my face. “It’s a date.” ⠀✦

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✎ the house stood still. then came the hushed shrieks

✎ oc was suddenly pulled into a whirlpool of 21 questions n’ inspection: “text—no, CALL me when you guys get there! and give me updates every four hours.” “do you have your keys? what about your lipgloss?” “ur location still on?” their friend, brandy, patted n’ smoothed down the crop top she had picked out 4 them 2 wear (along with some shorts). “okay..okay..” reassuringly murmuring more 2 herself than them. making sure the 10 strips of boob tape was wrapped securely (they REFUSED 2 wear a bra again!..unless it was rly cute ofc)

✎ n’ right before they knew it , n’ could answer a damn question, they were shoved out the house with a slam behind them

✎ staring @ the puzzled freckled faced girl (who quickly collected themselves from tripping up the steps from the porch n’ almost crushing the gifts she had bought them)

✎ she was dressed in a plain black wife beater top, dark green lounge shorts n’ those damn converses. she scrunched up her face n’ scoffed @ nearly everything dina originally had picked out. hyping herself up in the bathroom “damn i look good” while dina stared @ her thru the mirror bored n’ rolled her eyes before walking away

✎ does that shit where she uses her spit 2 slick her eyebrows instead of buying eyebrow gel

✎ all of that just 4 her 2 hide in her car 4 almost 10mins outside of oc’s place bcuz she was doubtful n’ regretting her outfit choice

✎ oc ooooobviously thought she looked hot af (regardless/always) ♡

✎ “oh uh, sorry about that. my friends are uh..” oc’s hands flailed around as they tried 2 collect their words. pointing n’ looking back towards the front door, but paused when they didn’t see any light from the other side of the peephole. “the fuck..?” were they..seriously watching them?! looking 2 the window, immediately the curtains shuffled bk. NOSEY PERVERTED AS—

✎“like that isn’t you..” ellie let out a chuckle from behind them. “here.” she handed them an overly stuffed gift basket full of pop up confetti cards, candy n’ sum other things. knowing how much they love 2 b spoiled with all the lil silly things that makes their world go round. beaming like a child on halloween night

✎ ▷▷: engulfed by the shrill screams of kids n’ the aroma of overly sweetened treats in the air battling the occasional MUSK from ppl that refused 2 wear/carry deodorant. the two of them spent the first half an hr pushing thru the crowd 2 find one of those expensive air sprayed shirt displays. bought sets of two: coordinating n’ individuals. oc settled picked a stencil 4 their shirt 2 say heaven sent in bubble font with a hot babe on the side where ellie’s said hell bound in block font with a big headed styled chibi drawing of her

✎ individuals: oc’s got a bunny blowing hubba bubba n’ ellie’s was of the moon of course (she’s never taking it off btw)

✎ oc tots failed 2 b keep their frens posted buh @ least they turned on their location. it counts 4 sumthin!

✎ oc has a major sweettooth: practically inhaled a diabolical sugar rush of strawberry milkshake topped with giant lollipops, cotton candy, sprinkles n’ gummy bears. ellie felt sick jus looking @ it. they were getting caramel popcorn next

✎ all the rides were old n’ rusty as hell. went on the lil spooky merry go-round n’ not even a jump scare or sum flashing lights, jus riding in the dark 💀 wasted 3tickets 4 that shi

✎ they shared a liking 2 fast, spinning rides. jus another n’ a much more fun excuse 2 b up against each other (…in public)

✎ not silly, jus a menace: “put ur foot here” ellie bent down 2 show oc a cool trick, “now lift,” already walking away. pleased n’ laughing 2 herself. “UUUUGH!” leaving behind oc 2 grimace @ the glob of gum stuck beneath their shoe. yeah, cuz that’ll show em’ 4 putting a fkn ZIP TIE who tf just carry’s those??! on ellie’s car handle attached 2 a shopping cart 2 beat her in a (mini n’ SAFE) race back to her place

✎ “it was funny. laugh!” ellie mocked. circling oc as they pretended to b annoyed. “y’all hear sumthin?” literally jus talking 2 themselves, per usual. ellie kissed her teeth “such a baby, here I’ll make it up to you” she stride towards one of the many gaming booths where workers who looked like they had better things 2 do boringly resisted lines along “step right up…” (disappointingly looking nothing like nor holding the same enthusiasm like that one guy from that carnival video game) “which one you want?” oc pointed at a Kai-Lan plushie

✎ ooh, she cheated. it was either that or she was gonna (somehow) steal the plushie. the both of them coming 2 an agreeable justification: all the games were rigged

✎ hanging out 4 a bit, ellie ate two corndogs n’ oc stuffed their face full of fries (that were no different—literally bought from the grocery store, not they cared anyways. their argument being “it’s tastes better!”) while they complained n’ expressed their delight 4 the “architecture” of fairs. rambling on n’ on about how lame most places r now 4 taking down all the weird whacky shi: the giant objects on the walls @ in malls 4 advertisement, the fake homes above the deli/vegetable section in grocery stores, fuckin’ fast food restaurants n’ movies theaters losing wha made them movie theaters in the first place. “whyyy do i have to drive out of the state just to find a movie theater that still uses mothafuckin’ cutouts?!” all the things that made life a little more enjoyable. “look, look!!” holding up their phone 2 ellie’s face “i know what im talking about!!”

✎ completely bypassed the ferris wheel or a causal walk right after eating n’ excitedly got in line 2 the fkn GRAVITRON🧍🏽‍♀️learned absolutely NOTHING from the last time they went 2 the fair n’ ate a shit ton of food before going on a ride. literally has it set as a “rule” in their notes app

✎“shit, i think im gonna—“ ellie held her hand against her stomach as she hunched over the exit railing, covering her mouth. “im walking away from you” oc hurried down the ramp “you better not! stop!!” screaming @ ellie as she chased them around acting as if she was gonna vomit on them

✎ she actually did puke. making a frantic beeline to the bathrooms. oc gave them the french fry bucket they were gonna keep as a souvenir , incase she felt nauseous again buh the toilet wasn’t close by. they’ll jus get another one before they leave

✎ eventually the musky crowd dispersed, children’s screams were replaced by light squeals n’ the pitter patter of shoes against the grass mixed with unintelligible conversations

✎ the two of them made their way towards the back of the fair. headed str8 4 the funhouse that was freakishly empty. the glow from the red lights created a spooky ambiance. just walked right in cuz whoever was supposed 2 stand outside was nowhere 2 b found

✎ “this kinda reminds me of this music video..ca—mm..don’t know a lick of belig..em??..belginguam??” “Are you serious..” “Wait hush, hush, HUSH! uhh..belgium—YEAH, belgium!!”

✎ they started shuffling their body awkwardly, trying 2 replicate the dances in the mv. “lemme stop before something actually happens” it was supposed 2 b like a ritual/possession

✎ “uh uh, back up!” “what i thought you liked me?” ellie corned them tryna get a kiss. “yeah once u brushed n’ rinsed out your mouth! im not kissing no—stop, get off of me, FREAK!” they giggled. pushing her out of the way n’ running back outside

✎ ellie’s ego was satiated from showing off her gaming skills at a mini arcade (since when did they have those??), adding another plushy to the mountain oc was carrying beside her. tho their mood was a bit sour bcuz the photo-booth was out of order , all those pinterest reference photos they were so ready 2 recreate

✎ greedy as$ bought more fries, a burger n’ two extra corndogs. choosing 2 believe the money was being well spent . no real care 4 cost effectiveness , “it made me happy that’s all that matters!!”

✎ n’ ofc, ended the night wit elephant ears AND funnel cake ♡ (n oc’s phone blowing up 4 not giving the dets 2 their nosey frens)

damn that ending was FLAT!! lol 😭😭 tell me if i used hcs properly tho , literally jus told a whole story thru it cuz i couldn’t do it the other way (yet). was fighting 4 my life fr // thanks lot 2: [ @s-4pphics n’ @seattlesellie ] 4 encouraging me 2 write ^-^

[v1trum]

Always loved adrenaline rushes but it just got more intense when i went an hour and a half no pain meds with 6 broken bones and i literally did not care cus i couldn't feel anything unless i touched it. "I think my arm is broken" and then i pointed at the one part of my arm that WASNT broken 💀

Walking on a broken ankle casually is lowkey crazy and i love being able to say I've done that. I feel so cool when in reality it was the adrenaline making me feel so fucking high

That shit was just as mind fogging at the fucking KETAMINE they put me on later to work on my arm while i was awake (didn't rly work on the pain btw i was tripping balls while shit still hurt like hell ❤️)

Its actually funny tho cus i was in a pediatric hospital so there was a giant mickey mouse painting on the wall that i was staring at like my savior or some shit . He was doing flips (not actually but he looked REALLY weird for no reason)

My dad was watching them do it all from outside of the room and fr said "that looked painful" when he walked back in NO SHIT 😭 THEY LITERALLY TWISTED AROUND MY FRESHLY BROKEN ARM AND ACTED LIKE MAKING MICKEY ON THE WALL DANCE IN MY VISION WAS STOPPING THE PAIN... LIKE NO.. it numbed it a little but that shit hurt so bad it was literally like being too high to be able to say "hey actually stop the meds aren't doing shit for the pain" while they twist around my bones 😭 i got funny stories out of it tho cus i fr said "IS THAT MY ARM???" like i was SO flabbergasted bc i hadn't seen it lifted all day and didn't know they could get it to do that (they did so very painfully but yk)

Yk it actually felt like such a movie ! 🎀 /Hj

It rly did tho. Cus in movies they always gotta pass out n shit and wake up. I didn't physically pass out but i mentally like fell asleep. I was in shock and had NO clue what was happening

I literally woke up in a smoky car in an extreme amount of un-pin-pointable pain while also not feeling anything. The feeling of my face swelling was crazy tooooo

Bloody face n shit i bet i looked cool as shit before i swelled up like a pumpkin 💀

A random cop comes up and says the car is smoking and we need to get out in case it lights on fire so we did and he brought me to the passenger of his car bc i was clearly distraught as FUCK and was NAWT gonna be able to stand straight up 💀

Yk its actually crazy cus i was in that car for 10 minutes but it fully felt like 1 minute at MOST. Also several weeks or months after it happened i remembered how i was sitting in his car and i pulled down the sun blocker mirror thingy and just stared at myself like wow okay am i gonna die or smthn god damn my entire face is swollen and im bleeding a ton holy hell

Also the other day a tiktok made me remember another thing from it but then i forgot again um. Yk!!!

Make that three what the hell (I'm probably not done)

[sorryimananti-romantic]

did i just download a 905 paged chemistry pdf with 26 different topics when i only need to revise 6? ✔

its so confusing to study chem in a diff language bro 😞😞 why couldnt everything be in english 😡😡/hj

ig its time to start sucking up to the teacher to get extra points for participation ☹

10:30 pm and i think my mother is going to tell me to go to bed... but why sleep when i can study? i get practically no sleep every night anyway

i wanna sleep in class cos fasting is burning me out but then if i sleep i'll miss some important notes, esp since exams are 2 weeks away kznksjsjdksksksjs

eniway ill go fry my brain now beybeyeee

oh that's right it's definitely time to start sucking up to the teachers 😋 (ihatewhenihavetodothat)

but good luck studying chemistry, try to find shortcuts to memorise if you can 😔

omgg okay so if you have morning classes, you def need to get some sleep before class, trust me on that. you really don't want to lack energy when your exams are near! i have a bad experience with that-- so during ramadan and this was the time of my university entrance exams preps, they changed the time of the classes to right after suhoor. there was a lot going on at home we were all busy with something during the night time so what happened was that i would go to classes with barely half an hour of sleep, and even when i got home, i would barely get two hours of sleep. almost all of ramadan went like that.

so when exams were near and i fished out my notes to study, WHEN I SAY THE NOTES WERE INDECIPHERABLE 😭💀 like what i noted down with my sleepy brain literally made no sense. most of the sentences ended with a long scribble (like when you fall asleep while writing). my notes were little to no help bruh 💀💀

so don't be like yumi. get 👏 your 👏 sleep 👏 i cannot stress this enough but you need to get some sleep in order to perform well!

[daisymae-12]

hope you survived the rwrb trailer bestie because i can honestly say that my corpse is sending this ask by itself, my soul left my body as soon as the trailer started (im not gonna survive the movie am i)

I literally read this while still half-asleep this morning and I was like ... "did I send this to myself in my post rwrb trailer delirium ???" because it genuinely sounds like something I would say 😂

Did I survive the trailer? The jury is still out on that - my brain is complete mush and it still hasn't sunk in that we got to see FOOTAGE of them?! when I saw them kiss I had to pause it to scream, because omg it was too much to process 😩 It just made me so happy 🥺 I could ramble for ages about how much I love this book and what it means to me - but just seeing these characters come to life on screen makes me so so happy ❤️ Will we survive the movie? Probably not 😂

(Besides the fact that I'm really curious about who sent this - pls feel free to talk to me off anon to scream about rwrb together because I lack any IRL friends who are into rwrb so I'm really cherishing these internet friendships ❤️ I'm just very SHY so y'all are gna have to make the first move 💀)

[kozozaki]

okay so 💀 this is literally me taking one of my daydreams and writing it down. not edited or looked over at all, written in like 10 minutes. i haven't written in so long, so it's not actually good, but i just had to get this out there. deuces ✌️ (let's forget about every single other thing i've done on this account okay? okay)

She felt a twinge of anxiety in her chest as she got on the bus. All of her friends were already sitting next to each other-- she just had to be the last one on. She tried not to show it on her face as she realised that the only open seat was next to him. Before she even had the chance to ask if she could sit there (not that there was another option), he got up and moved so she could sit down. Guess he wanted her to have the window seat.

She didn't speak-- too afraid to make a fool of herself. She simply sat against the window as much as she possibly could, god forbid she inconvenience him. After attendance was taken, she took a deep breath and put her headphones in, scrolling through Instagram because what else was she supposed to do on a seven hour bus ride, sitting next to someone she was scared of? Definitely not attempt to make conversation.

After about an hour, she caught her eyes closing. Shit, she thought, this is not the time. She opened the energy drink she brought, having known she would need it beforehand. She practically chugged it, and he chuckled.

"Shit, you're gonna go into cardiac arrest chugging it like that." He gave her a smug half smile.

She kept her eyes averted. "At least cardiac arrest will keep me from falling asleep."

He scoffed. She already knew she didn't like his attitude, but she'd always dismissed it before now. "It would be better for you to sleep. Only gonna be in this damned bus for another six hours."

She just sighed in response. She could make it six hours without falling asleep. She put her headphones back in, going to her preferred activity of absently staring at the passing scenery.

Maybe listening to quiet music wasn't the best idea, because she was asleep within half an hour. He was scrolling through his phone, not realising that she had fallen asleep until they came to a halt at a rest stop. He glanced over at her, all quiet and peaceful with her head resting against the glass. He could very faintly hear her music leaking through her headphones if he focused. He sighed and got up and off the bus.

He returned sooner than everyone else, a few energy drinks in hand along with some snacks. He sighed when he returned to see that she had moved, now curled up, taking up the entire seat. He put his purchases in his bag, then gently attempted to have her sit up. She jolted pretty violently when he first touched her shoulders, scaring him away from the action entirely. He just stood in the aisle, looking at the girl and wondering what he should do.

After a while, he saw other people leaving the stop and he sighed with disdain. He didn't want to wake her up, but it might be his only option. He gently grabbed her shoulders again, and this time her jolt was much less aggressive. He gingerly sat her up so that she was in her original position of leaning against the window, although when he sat down he couldn't help but notice that their thighs were now touching in a way they hadn't before. When she was conscious, she made sure she didn't touch him at all. She couldn't really control it now. Still, it didn't bother him, and soon the bus continued on the road.

Once the bus took a veer right a bit too aggressively, it was done. While he tried to stay in his place, she was still asleep and couldn't stop her head from falling to her left, straight onto his shoulder. He sighed, perhaps a bit dramatically, but this wasn't an ideal situation.

Still it didn't take so long for his eyes to begin to close as well, his head falling to his right. Just on top of hers.

[papirouge]

Adam is literally MADE OF DUST. Eve being made from his rib doesn't make them siblings (we don't know how God made the rest of her body). It's like arguing that someone donating their organ to someone else makes them blood related 💀 If you wanna talk about incest you might as well look into Adam & Eve's children who most likely had to have sex with each other to populate earth or Amnon (King David elder son) who raped his half sister Tamar which ensued a whole fratricide war between David sons...... 🧍🏾‍♀️

And LOT GOT RAPED BY HIS OWN DAUGHTERS !!!!

It's insane how anti religious feminists will grasp at straws to argue that aktcHualLy telLing wOmeN tO cOver TheIr hEad Is MysOgyNy uwu but they will literally gloss over FEMALE INCESTUOUS RAPISTS and call it "having sex with his daughters".THEY RAPED THEIR DAD WHILE HE WAS ASLEEP. Lot may be a trainwreck but he was RAPED and the way you're tiptoeing around it to call it "having sex" is hysterical and highkey disgusting. Because I know DAMN WELL if the gender were reversed feminist would be more than happy to pull it out to argue how the Bible encourages rape.

Job is about the martyrdom of a MAN losing everything beside his last breath....and you're managing to make it about ..misogyny. Did you realize that his own wife left him like a sore thumb after being disfigured by his illness? but I'm sure you'll find a way to make her a victim somehow lol

And God killed all Job's children -daughters and son- indiscriminately. Why do you have to make EVERYTHING about gender? like- it's getting ridiculous at this point 🫠

me: many radfem are racists and I understand gendercrit women distancing themselves from that movement :/ radfem : that's not what radical feminism is!! please educate yourself about what radical feminism stands for!!

radfem : Christianism hates women and consider them inferior to men me, a Christian : give me one (1) verse in the Bible telling that women are inferior to men radfem: .........anyway, Christianism hates women and consider them as inferior to men

[vxiphoid]

SERENE SHENANIGANS

❨ summary ❩ twst › waking them up to tell them stories that don’t make sense

tags ✧ fluff, crack, savanaclaw boys, defo not proofread its like 7 am, cursing but nothing out of the ordinary, ooc(?), ruggie calls you a little shit like once (affectionate), jack is whipped for you

amanuensis’ message ⊹ I LITERALLY LOVE DOING THIS??? my friends hate me for it. but anyways hiii im back after like my month hiatus, how are thy sleeplings?😋 mb guys writers block has been really kicking my ass, i was spitting blanks on paper… i’m gonna hopefully post another pastry emporium soon for scarabia so stay tuned for that‼️

⌜ 300+ e/chara ⌟

♫ sunset boulevard - hohyun

twst masterlist

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

— “leona… pspsps….”

— he hums gruffly when his name was called the first time, only opening his eye thinking you called him a second time when it was really just noise that you would make to get the attention of a house cat. he instantly pins his ears back. how dare you. “hmm?”

— “so i took our snail for a walk and i had accidentally left my feet here to wash the dishes because the grass was blue.”

— huh? you could see him trying to process everything you just said as you explained, his lips parting and eyebrows furrowing. it took everything in you not to laugh. he does one of those blinks, the really delayed ones, one eye opens before the other…

— he’s half asleep too so the confusion is just adding up altogether. if chicken scratch wasn’t a writing term, this is literally it in words. its like the books back at home he picks up to read (derogatory) its, what, 4 am? dont do this to him😭

— you’ve never seen him so expressive💀 this definitely makes his eye and ear twitch at the same time. what type of fucked up fever dream is this?? its usually a blessing seeing you as the first thing he wakes up to, not when you wake him up with some bull strung up in a sentence with your beady eyes staring at him while he sleeps. he loves you, yes, but what does he even say to this…

— “what…”

— your forehead met with his chest as you struggled not to laugh at the uncharacteristic break in leona’s voice. how many cups of coffee did you drink? he asks you to repeat yourself even though it kinda a mind mush decision so you did and by the end of it, he looks absolutely restless.

— “that’s… yes. that’s great, herbivore. can we go to bed now?”

— you note that leona is surprisingly patient when half asleep

┏━━━━━━ ━ ─ ╴⋯ ⟢

JACK HOWL

— deep sleeper. tug his ear. though he practically springs up before your hand makes contact, giving himself whiplash.

— “jack?”

— almost instantly relaxes when he realizes its you, tail wagging subtly☹️ “hi, baby. s’something wrong?”

— “hiii, do you remember a year ahead ago when i had to go to the dentist to get my spine fixed and the cats were barking at the flying dogs because the sky was in the water?”

— bro feels like he just had a stroke💀 he’s blinking rapidly, rubbing nose bridge as you explain. he really wants to understand, he does, but wtf did you just say??? it was the innocent “hi” before you unapologetically bashed his head in with the entire dictionary. its so ridiculous he couldn’t help but laugh.

— “jack, this is serious.” even as you told him that, your voice was not steady at all which made his shoulders shake violently in silent laughter.

— “im listening, i swear. tell me one more time?” yk his ass is not listening. he pulls you into his lap while his thumbs idly rubbed your sides, responding to your stories with “uh-huh” and “yeah?” with a lovesick smile on his face.

— eventually holds your face and starts pressing heart squeezing, fluffy kisses all over your face which truly made you more tired then you were. you honestly start forgetting what and where the story was going.

— jack only pauses his kissing attack to respond when you take a small break but even then he doesn’t pull away fully, he’s just speaking against your skin

— “—and the duck had my arm while i was taking it on a walk because gran tammy was in a flying shopping cart.”

— “oh wow. and then?”

— he’s listening but he’s not, mostly because he’s like two seconds away from dreamland and his brain isn’t registering half the shit you’re saying. he wants to see how many stories you can jumble up.

— “yeah, i think it’s bedtime for us…”

┏━━━━━━ ━ ─ ╴⋯ ⟢

RUGGIE BUCCHI

— omfg he wakes up like a mom. like yk how you would barely touch them and they would gasp like they were just given cpr?? he wakes up like that.

— and you’re just standing there awkwardly 👁️👁️

— takes a quick look around before looking at you. “what happened? is it time to wake up leona already?” you shake your head and ruggie flops back, an arm draped over his eyes. “you scared me… come, lay down with me?” he held his free arm out for you and you did take your place cozied up against his side. to your surprise, you did actually scare the living shit out of him from how fast his heart was racing.

— “ruggie, yk i just found out you’re related to turtles, right? and i had to take uncle bobby to the vet to get a dna test because the fish drowned in air.”

— slow roblox turn towards you but instead its his head as he cranes it down to stare at you. you can practically hear the gears in his head turning and you literally could not look at him or you’d blow your cover.🧍🏾

— “i’m sorry,, what the fuck??”

— he’s genuinely confused, asking you questions about your story while his brain tries to put together the pieces. each question he asks, the more its harder to speak in full sentences other than wheezes

— “what are you laughing at, ya little shit? explain this to me!”

— “i’m trying!”

— and you are😭 its like when you have to explain the family tree really slow bc you cant say, “my father’s girlfriend’s son” without him like ???? and you’re trying to explain it to him slowly, eventually forgetting what you said in the first place…

— “…and the fish drowned in air.”

— “yes.”

— “sweetheart, you still haven’t explained how i’m related to turtles—”