#but correct me if i'm wrong (don't i think i'm funny)

[flameunquenched]

journal number 3? journal number 3.

i HIGHLY recommend listening to troy baker reading this journal. it is so good to actually hear higgs himself read the journals and i will include links for the journal readings i have found as i go through these.

so let's talk journal 3.

this one for me is SUPER interesting so this may get a little long lol.

A delivery outfit out west heard tell of my BT-sensing abilities, and has expressed an interest in bringing me on board.

so this is coffin's outfit, what i think eventually becomes - or possibly was before - fragile express. being honest, i'm a little muddied on the timeline stuff here so if i am wrong anywhere in this one, please feel free to correct me in the comments.

Seems they operate outside Bridges' sphere of influence, and they want to leverage my experience and know-how to expand their operation.

i find that there are delivery outfits outside of bridges rather interesting. the america we live in right now in 2025 is so heavily operated by monopolies that it is almost hard to imagine an america NOT operated by monopolies. i'm also a little surprised that bridges has not, as of the start of ds1, started trying to bring all of the other delivery companies under its thumb.

as a sidenote, the way troy emphasizes "sphere" makes me giggle a little every time. it is such a southern thing to do.

by this point, higgs has made something of a name for himself, according to his wiki/fandom page. i imagine he was rather pleased to have been headhunted like this. it would have fed into his growing ego.

Could be interesting.

this single line here is SO fascinating to me. "could be interesting." it comes off as very neutral, as though he does not really care one way or another...until you hear the way troy says it in higgs's voice. the way that he chooses to say it lends that simple little sentence, that one single little line SO much weight and power.

because just reading it, you can't hear the fact that higgs is interested in it. you miss the little nuances and tiny emphases that troy uses when reading it in higgs's voice. he's not just INTERESTED, he's INVESTED and while the last line of this journal does reveal that (i'll discuss it then), the reading of it really, really reveals it in earnest here. again, go listen to the audio, i linked it above.

It's funny. I started making runs out of necessity— to stay alive— but that's all changed. I'm an altruist now. I live to help other people. Preppers round these parts rely on me. Hell, they wouldn't last five minutes without me. What would my daddy say if he could see me now, hmm?

there's a lot of interesting pieces here, too. this is still a young peter, before he takes on the moniker of higgs, before he starts calling himself the god particle. this is still a kid who only just got out of a terribly abusive situation. i don't think it is a stretch in the slightest to say that peter probably wasn't feeling super kindly towards the world, given how daddy probably made it sound to him. i do kinda think that there's a good chance that daddy probably lied a lot about the world - and also that there were a lot of things he didn't have to lie about. let's be real here, even without being in a totally apocalyptic setting where humanity is falling apart, this world sucks.

but it is true that he does help other people. the guy in journal 2 that he brings medicine to. others that i'm sure he brings food and supplies to. and in return, the preppers give him things as well, probably food, clothing, weapons, etc. it is very tit for tat, quid pro quo, you scratch my back and i'll scratch yours.

part of me thinks that this is probably a fuck you to his daddy too. considering everything that higgs went through and suffered at daddy's hands, it probably feels nice to him to be helping others. to be doing anything at all for his fellow man.

He taught me man's his own keeper, but here I am, part of a community. Working with other people, bringing the world together. Daddy always told me that the wide, wide world was dangerous. That we had to stay in our shelter, spend our whole life there, die there. Well, fuck that. Community's what it's all about.

honestly, this passage makes me think he also just enjoys it. after a life lived in solitude away from others, being abused day in and day out, i'm not surprised that higgs turned to porting. connection is a massive part of humanity, after all, which is the story death stranding is trying to tell with both parts. we cannot survive alone and we are not meant to be alone. humans are social creatures.

community is what it's all about. and the fact that peter sees and recognizes this for what it is - the honest-to-god truth - here only for a few journals later to turn to wanting to see everything extinct is heartbreaking to me. because at some point, whenever this is, he knew that mankind needed help and was deserving of saving. and that, to me, is the tragedy of this character.

that's that for this journal! please feel free to lemme know what you think! i'd love to hear feedback!

journal 1 | journal 2

[oldwitchsleep]

picture this. you're sitting in bed all tucked up ready for your husband to join you. you have your pjs on all cosy. ipad is out you're doing some mindless scrolling before turning in for the night. hubby comes in looking fine as hell and and looks at you with his beautiful eyes and is like hey the geriatric journalist we have staying in our house bullying us is bringing up some stuff for me. do you mind if i read my daughters journal that you've taken away from me for my own good <3 and you have to be like. oh sure honey bun. of course baby. anything for you <3 meanwhile alarm bells are blaring the ipad screen is shattering in your grip because his daughter reeeeeally didn't like you and oops you kiiiind of sort of killed her and he doesn't actually remember that so ha ha oh dear what to do!

[mayabishopgold]

I love that stefania officiated a queer wedding. wish danielle was doing stuff like that for the community.

Are we talking about the same Danielle Savre who donated her eggs so her gay best friend could have a kid? Like… are we losing the ancient texts? I feel like that qualifies as “doing stuff.” Or do you mean you want her to specifically officiate a wedding?

I totally get why people want to see their faves doing things that feel meaningful or representative to them. I personally couldn’t care less if an actor officiates a wedding or donates their eggs. That kind of thing has zero impact on my life. But to each their own.

[erdasmcnonsense]

Okay I know it's not guaranteed by any means, and it's common enough for reds to survive a good while after turning red, but wouldn't it be funny if Martyn were to also be the first out of the game in Secret Life? The canary curse broken by the previous winner because the Watchers are just that done with Martyn's shit by now or whatever

[vulpinesaint]

considering the fact that venom is so detached from romance with other people that the one kiss scene on the cover of one of the 2017 issues doesn't actually happen in the issue itself. and that his one significant relationship with a woman aside from this arc is his ex-wife. i would say that nobody has ever really thought this ever

[medicinemane]

Ah... I've figured it out!

My brain's been treating Caucasus and Carpathian as the same word and that's why it's been so confusing why this mountain range seems to jump around by a pretty wide margin

Dyslexia did the same thing with Austria and Australia where just like here I knew they were different, but just didn't quite process it, which ended up with me thinking things like "Wow, I wonder why Falco's German is so spot on, like that's pretty impressive for an Australian"

Like my dyslexia just says "These two words are similar size and shape... I think they're probably more or less the same word, I'll file them away in the same spot, especially cause they're the same type of thing"

But I finally caught it seeing Carpathians mentioned being in Ukraine, and me being like "I really did think they were more over towards Georgia... maybe they go under the black se... wait a minute, I finally figured out why I'm confused"

Also see the Balkans and the Baltic where I 100% know the difference and know which one I'm talking about but very much may say the wrong one (and my dad's been like "oh you see, you just need to remember that..." and it's like dude it's dyslexia... also with GK Chesterton I'll often say "J" and my dad'll say similar stuff and it's like dude... there's no mnemonic here, J and G just sound and look similar enough my brain sometimes swaps them in behind my back)

Anyway, finally caught it in the act, finally understand why it seemed like these mountains jumped across a large body of water and no one ever commented on it... it's cause it was my dyslexia filing them away as both mountain ranges starting with C so... basically the same thing... yeah... yeah that's the same thing

[sallieraptor]

can I say something .. the idea that all Asmodeus demons that are women are succubus and all men are incubus is just so boring ,, and ALL of them being pan too like lol?? what the fuck, you know??

[jimingyue]

Cat Tumblr Dashboard Simulator

🖋️ meowful-musings Follow

🕊️ birdwatching Follow

what's wrong with dry food??? my humans feed me it all the time and i think it's fine

💀 elusivehider-deactivated948204

op wheres the natural feeding option

🌲 outdoorsy Follow

you guys are getting fed?

#im a barn cat so maybe im missing something here #meowtthew don't look

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☀️ pawsitive-affurmations Follow

ITS OKAY TO BE A MOGGIE

ITS OKAY TO BE A MOGGIE

YOU ARE NOT LESS VALID IF YOU ARE NOT A SPECIFIC PEDIGREE!!!!!

☀️ pawsitive-affurmations Follow

extra special shout out to cats who have "common" coat colors. grey tabbies and black cats i am rubbing against your head affectionately <3

🪤 m0usetrap01 Follow

as a grey tabby i really needed to hear this :"3

#i feel like i never see positivity posts for moggies even tho we're the most common type of cat....

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🎵 rage-against-the-meowchine Follow

i cant believe there are cats ACTUALLY advocating for kittens to be separated from their mothers before 12 weeks??? kittens still need to learn how to interact with other cats before being placed into their furever home omg you guys know you're advocating for undersocialized and aggressive cats right

❤️ loving-paws284 Follow

um op some of us??? matured early??????? i was separated from my mother at 7 weeks and i turned out fine... interesting how you assume that kittens being separated from their mothers at a younger age will lead to the degeneracy of the next generation...hmm i wonder where i've heard that before...

🐈 fluffy-the-cat Follow

OP got bit too hard during a play-fight as a kitten and it shows XD

🐟 tunafeesh Follow

also op have you ever considered that just because somecat is kind of scared and unable to deal with strange cats or humans, it doesn't mean they don't deserve to be adopted?? you sound like a vet psyop honestly

🎵 rage-against-the-meowchine Follow

oh meow god saying that kittens should be fully weaned before leaving their mother is NOT veterinarian rhetoric and i never said that they deserve to be euthanized!!! my mother literally died when i was 3 weeks old and it seriously messed up my development so stop putting words in my mouth, thanks

anyway friendly reminder that underweaned kittens are prone to illness and often struggle with basic cat behaviors like litterbox usage, and in some nyavinces it's even considered kitten abuse

#discourse #cant believe "kitten abuse is bad" is controversial now

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🍃 naturalliving Follow

BORN TO DIE

WORLD IS A FUCK

猫神 Kill Em All 1989

I am trash cat

410,757,864,530 DEAD BIRDS

#outdoorliving #outdoorcats please interact #outdoorcat friendly

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🎣 salmonpurina Follow

can't believe cats are uncritically reblogging that born to die world is a fuck post. i know it's funny but op is literally an outdoor cat truther

#like cmon now you just have to go to their blog #lulu speaks

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💀 tabbystripes-deactivated098712

gentle reminder that pushing cups off the table is not cute and can cause a lot of distress in your human!!!! gentle reminder that our teeth and claws can easily hurt them more than they can hurt us!!!!

🐰 evil-tabbystripes Follow

evil reminder that the cup should always be pushed off the table. evil reminder that you should always bite and claw at your human no matter what. you can do whatever you want forever

💀 tabbystripes-deactivated098712

make your own pawst

💀 laser-point-deactivated8574721

umm i know a tomcat who did that and his human ended up putting him down so...

👬🏻 nyasunaruenjoyer Follow

Nyaverage shelter cat behavior

#not nyaruto #re-nyab #pickles shut up

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🌈 nyaoi-warrior Follow

saw two male cats sleeping together on the porch today. homeow behavior imo

💡 discourse-meows Follow

hey um what the fuck??? it's really not okay of you to go assuming other cat's sexualities, especially cats you don't even know???? as a queer cat i'm VERYY uncomfortable. real-ass cats didn't consent to your nyaoi fetish, thanks

🌈 nyaoi-warrior Follow

1. i was making. a joak

2. i'm literally gay???

#literally what's your pawblem

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🎩 amazingcatshow12 Follow

reblog if you've ever caught the laser pointer

🎩 amazingcatshow12 Follow

i know you fuckers are lying

🍭 gaykittens Follow

this tom hasn't caught the laser pointer

🎩 amazingcatshow12 Follow

shut the heull up

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🐾 b-e-a-n-t-o-e-s Follow

grey toebeans >>>>>>>>> pink toebeans and don't let the haters make you believe otherwise

🐁 ladymouser Follow

op shut the fuck up ALL toebeans are beautiful!!! just bc you're miserable and insecure doesn't mean you can bring others down based on things they can't control

🐾 b-e-a-n-t-o-e-s Follow

oh so the cat-human separationist wants to preach to us

[eraserbread]

megumi's babysitter x dad!jo

"and they lived happily ever after... the end."

next to you, tucked politely under his covers, megumi scowls at nothing, soft cheeks all bunched up and unimpressed. he doesn't like bedtime stories, but his dad insisted he open his imagination at least once a day. come to think of it... his dad has quite a few odd requests he insists upon.

"even you don't believe that, do you, nana?" for his age, megumi is extremely well and thoroughly spoken. he calls you by a nickname, because he prefers it over yours, and his dad introduced you as a nanny, though you were more his babysitter. you just let the kid say what he wants, correcting him isn't what you should spend your energy on.

"in some circumstances, yes," you mutter, kicked up in his big, downy bed. he's so babyish when he's sleepy, trying everything to keep his eyes open so he can hear your response. you laugh softly. "alright, megumi. I'll stop bothering you."

"is my dad home?" he asks as you slip out of his bed, eyes finally fully shut. glancing at the clock on his bedside, you nod.

"he should be. i'm sure he'll come kiss you goodnight."

"don't want him to kiss me goodnight." he grumbles, then succumbs to the throbbing pressure of sleep. it happens so quickly with children, you're almost jealous of how peaceful he looks when he's asleep.

you laugh at his early set pessimism, turning around to leave the room and him to his sleep.

you're humming a tune buried deep in your mind as you gently close megumi's door. the lights in the hallway are off, just like you left them, but towards the kitchen, a warm spill of light coats the expensive wood flooring.

you smile, knowing there's only one person flicking on that lamp. as you approach, familiar laughter booms from around the kitchen, your silent footsteps are strict and strong as they make their way to your... boss.

yeah, boss is easy enough.

"ah, suguru, you know that's not true. i only told her what she wanted to hear." gojo leans over his counter, freakishly long forearms resting on the cool marble. he's yapping about on the phone, messy, light bangs covering his beautiful face.

"look who it is!" he notices you immediately, holding the phone from his ear so he can shoot you a wave. "is megumi asleep?"

"won't be for much longer if you keep yelling like that."

he laughs again, sending a silvery hot wave of shivers through your body. there's something here with you two. something both of you partake in and never mention outside of the headiness. a piece of you knows it's wrong, taboo, almost. but gojo is so well-behaved around his son that it doesn't really matter. megumi could be in the attic, and he in the basement, and gojo would still never utter a curse.

let alone show you any ounce of devotion or sensuality.

you're not quite sure why that concept is barreling toward a change tonight.

maybe it's the way he looks in those pressed, black dress pants or how his gold rings shimmer on his long, long fingers. perhaps it's that special, sharp-toothed smile that does you in, but you're in,

and you're drowning.

"well, that's not a very funny joke."

"i don't joke." you don't mean to sound aloof or off-putting, and gojo understands that. he thinks you and his megumi are very much alike in terms of personality. it seems he reels in the quiet, mysterious kind with his stupid dad jokes and caring archetype.

"'course you don't." gojo mutters, then turns back to his phone conversation. "megumi's babysitter’s in the room, I'll call you back... alrighty friend... see 'ya..."

"he had the rest of his noodles from yesterday for dinner... made sure he did all of his homework and cleaned out his backpack for him, too."

"and you made his school lunch?"

"yes, sir."

"and a nighttime bath? they're his favorite."

you nod. "hair washed, too."

"good, good." he stands up straight, blue dress shirt clinging to his familiar, dewy skin. you can't help but trail your view from his glimmering lips, down to the gold on his neck that runs into the collar of his shirt... so mystifying...

he's getting less strict around you, now. you can tell when he walks over to you, smirking the corners of his lips up. instantly, you're standing up straight, lips parted as he closes in.

he's not usually so careless, but you look so beautiful right now. you treat his baby like he's your own and are thoughtful and motherly to the core. it's based in everything you do, even to the way your hand reaches up to cradle his cheek when he kisses you.

this is your reward for a night well done. a kiss to the lips, his long arms crossed around your waist, and your name in the air. one kiss doesn't suffice, he has to pull you in closer, arching your back with the strength of his grip as he kisses you again.

then, again.

and again, this time. tilting his head so he can deepen it. his tongue is peeking from his lips, sliding against the swell of yours before they're tasting your sweet warmth.

he only pulls away because he's breathless. so are you -- flushed to the core, as well.

"wh-what was that for?" you're looking away, pressing the back of your wrist to your lips as you blush uncontrollably. he's just smiling at you, still holding you tight.

"a bonus for a job well done." then, he's pulling away, leaving you cold and touchless.

he's never done more than that, and that's the most he's done. you understand it's out of respect for you and professionalism, but when you're being pulled into rooms and kissed while on the job, it's inevitable that those lines start to fade together until they dissipate completely.

but you don't want any lines with your boss. you want him on top of you. you want to tangle your hands in his hair and stare into his freakish blues until his gaze feels like home.

"again - great job, today. gonna go kiss my megumi goodnight. feel free to take your leave whenever you're comfortable!"

"uh-" you start, but he's waving you off, back facing your reddened face. "okay..."

[1x1x1x1x1x1x1x1]

What if the reader is a TV host? Like full on 'WELCOME TO THE SHOW' with bright luminous lights in the background kinda guy. you can take the liberty on whether they are a desperate attention seeker or a creepy Mandela catalogue kinda host. But it's just the reader is a big yapper with bright attention seeking colors.

I'm thinking the reader doesn't really know if their killing cuz their desensitized to the show biz and just think everything 'all part of the network folk!'

They might also be one of the worst killers because they are more used to being an omnipotent narrator then an in action kinda host.

I just think it be really funny if reader hits the survivors with the SPARKLE ON! IT'S WEDNESDAY! DON'T FORGET TO BE YOURSELF!!!

HEEEEEELP ME THIS IS SUCH A PEAK IDEA,, wow look at me doing my first both survivors and killers,, this is why this took so long btw 😭😭

ANYWAYS I KINDA MESSED UL THE BANNER SINCE YOU SAID BRIGHT COLORS BUT ILL WRITE FOR BRIGHT COLORS COUGH

defo ooc an typos but idrc 😭

coughs ENJOY

Forsaken Characters × TV Host!Killer!Reader

Noob

well,, they are definetly scared of you, like they are of everyone else that has a job to get rid of them all.

They're not wrong for it too, better be safe than sorry!

Although you are the killer that has probably caused the least harm to them, since your,, killing,, skills are a bit rusty

You randomly pause, come up to them, and ask random questions. Like you're still on stage.

Most of the time, they don't answer, quickly drinking a cola and running away as fast as they can.

Elliot

Hes,, pretty neutral about you.

Not really worried about you being a threat, since most of the time he can easily loop you.

You definitely greet him with something along the lines of "Hello pizza boy !!" With an almost mocking tone, and to be completely honest, he doesnt even mind at this point.

When you randomly ask him questions, most of the time he just ignores you and runs away to heal Chance (again,,)

But there are times when he does actually answer, just for giggles (and he has been wondering what happens if he does)

When he answers correctly, you play loud correct buzzer noises and money sounds which are REALLY obnoxious btw,,, and for the rest of the round, you mostly spare him.

And when he answers wrong,, well,, i think you know how that goes,

Shedletsky

Ah,, its not like he can complain.

It is refreshing to NOT have the creation of hatred targetting him the whole round and making his life a living hell.

And he does find your persona amusing

Probably one of the people that mostly plays along with your stupid gameshow questions, just for shits and giggles

So most of the time when he sees you are the killer, he just lets out a sigh of relief

Also youre easy to stun,,,,, but shhh we dont talk about that!!!

Guest 1337

Its all the same to him.

Wether or not you spare him, he WILL be stunning you and he WILL be protecting his team.

Deadass refuses to answer your questions. Will not be caught interacting with a killer that makes his life here a pain. (like all killers)

Although, you are one of the hardest killers to block-bait. You can pretty much tell right away trough his facade that he just wants to get that punch in. Hes not using that medkit since you didnt hit him. even once.

He doesnt like you. Why should he?? You play games with the minds of some survivors since they see you as 'chill'. He does not like this.

Two Time

i dont think anyone can really talk normaly to this insane motherfucker,

everytime you ask them any question 'for your gameshow' they just laugh manically before STABBING YOU.

Then running away and talking about some "praise the spawn" shit,,

i think the dislike most likely goes both ways

Chance

You and the gambler get along quite well, actually!!

Well, as much as a killer and survivor can even get along.

Everytime youre the killer hes the first to run to you, hoping you ask him one of those questions and he can just chill for the rest of the round if they gets it right.

Probably the one who answers you the most, and you have to respect the gambling,, some of your other tv shows basically involve it too, so yeah

I think they actually watched one of your tv shows a while back,,, so he probably recognized you,

007n7

He actually watched your TV shows and Gameshows before all of this (like the dad he is,,,,) so he recognized you pretty quickly

He was quite shocked when you first randomly decided to stop the chase and ask him a question.

He paused for like almost a minute, completely lost in thought before you went "Time is TICKING!!!" with your robotic voice

And then he answered, wrong.

Which meant he was getting locked onto, (he died like 30 seconds later)

Although, the next time you asked him again, he answered correctly!! And you just,, basically left him. Alone with his thoughts.

Well, he cant really complain, a break is nice once in a while

Builderman

Hes Builderman. The CEO of roblox. Of course he knew you.

Actually, he made a guest apperance in one of your episodes!! So he already knew you (well, kinda) before this.

And he cant really complain that much about your whole 'asking gameshow questions' thing, since most of the time he gets them right, and can help the teammates in peace.

Even though he doesnt always answer, when he does, he gets most of them right. Probably because more than a half of them are about Roblox and its history.

You like to call him your "NUMBER ONE!!!" and he has gotten MULTIPLE dirty looks for that, since some survivors now think you guys had something going on,, not good for his image and reputation. So he was pretty quick to dismiss those rumors,

Dusekkar

DUSEKKAAAAARRRRR🤤🤤

Well, he certaintly thinks youre intresting.

Not only are you asking him easy questions, but you will also spare him if he answers correctly? He cant really complain, huh

Youre quite persistent on asking him a lot of questions, 'gameshow' questions. Which are a piece of cake to him, although sometimes you cant really understand his phrasing quite well,, You just display a blue question mark on the top of your head out of nowhere, hoping that he can redeem himself before you decide that you dont want that answer to pass.

You also call him some stupid 'charmer' nicknames, something along the lines of "Pumpkin!!!!" or even sometimes Matt (since you heard Shedletsky call him that once,)

Hes actually quite shocked, even a bit flustered when he hears you call him by some names that you made up on the spot, or even his real name,

Taph

This fella,

He tries SO HARD to answer your questions correctly in his emoji speech ((i know a lot of ppl heacanon him as a sign language user but just for this fic im using his canon speech)), but you cant really understand it, so he never passes in your eyes,

He does like messing with you!! Youre probably one of the killers that falls for his traps the most out of everyone else

((i dont have anything else to say for him,,,,

· · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·Killers.

1×1×1×1｡𖦹°‧

You REALLY piss her off,

Bright flashing lights, loud sounds, and that fuckass voice of yours thats always cheerful,, it just gets on his nerves.

And the way you KEEP ASKING THOSE QUESTIONS. They rarely even answer, and she REALLY wants to get rid of you,

But he does entertain your little 'gameshow' vision sometimes, and most of the time, they answer correctly (they are a hater,, not an idiot,,)

Instead of you letting her go and not killing them like the survivors, the killers get little stupid prizes for answering correctly, and they dont really suffer any consequences if they answer wrong.

The prizes range from a stupid bright glittery pen with your face plastered over it, to just random stickers.

1x1x1x1 always keeps the little trinkets in a drawer in his cabin,, what?? you never know when they can come in handy!!

John Doe

as much as you try and try, and try and try and try to get him to even say one word when you ask him questions,, he just doesnt.

Probably cause he geniuenly cant,, the bright flashing lights of your design and your loud robotic voice,, he cant really comprehend what youre asking him in due time,,

Although, hes pretty neutral towards you, you even gave him a pen out of pure pity for him,,

Noli-.ᐟ.ᐟ

You guys actually match eachothers freak really well,,

Both of you guys are loud and obnoxious, bright lights,, and 'annoying' to the others

Although he actually likes your little gameshow host persona!!

The first time you were in a round, he was watching intently, and everytime you asked a question he would immediately stand up and scream the correct answer like a dad watching football,

He really likes answering your questions too!! It keeps him entertained at least,, And the little trinkets!!!!!

You guys actually get along quite well,

Mafioso🂱⚔

He doesnt like you.

Youre loud, bright lights, and obnoxious, while hes calm and reserved,, quite the opposites.

Although HE doesnt like you, his men definetly do!!

Most of the time they all meet up in the cabin next to the table for, basically a competetive game of your questions,

They get a good laugh out of it, and you love to entertain!

The only problem is how loud it gets, instead of big red buttons to signal who answers the question first, they basically just slam their fists on the table,

Mafioso has scolded them for it a bunch of times, but he wont stop them

Its only fair that they get a bit of a break in this hell hole once in a while

And hell, you keep them off his back for once, so maybe just maybe your not that bad after all,,,

im so done with tgis 💔💔

the writing got worse and worse as i went on because i was TIRED 💔

tgis was fun tho,, (also i had to rewrite everything in the killers part because i closed the fucking window,,

also quick question,,

would you guys like me to write for the Spectre too? 😭😭 As in like the headcanons and he would be in the last part of the killers kinda

okay bye bye

[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: Secret Identity

Chuck Tingle: good evening, my good chums King: oh excellent! it's chuck tingle! King: he's great, he's always so funny Tingle: actually, chums, this is serious horror King: what

King: what? you're not doing funny erotica anymore? Tingle: i never did funny erotica, chum King: i King: what? Tingle: that was serious erotica King: i King: what? Barker: boy, was it!

Submitted for the approval of the Midnight Society, i call this the tale of camp Damascus Stephen King: oh good i could use a good laugh! Tingle: it's not a comedy, my good chum Tingle: it's actually a harrowing tale of conversion camp torment torn straight from the headlines King: i'm laughing already! Poe: steve King: no wait sorry King: sorry that really came out wrong

Tingle: Rose is a typical teenage girl Tingle: loving jesus Tingle: obsessively cataloging obscure minutiae Tingle: sounds always escaping her throat

Tingle: "luke, i'm being haunted by demons that dress like target employees" ejaculates rose Tingle: "maybe you should pray on that" extrapolates rose's father luke King: wait she calls her dad by his first name? Tingle: why yes my good chum, just a normal teenage thing that teenagers do Joe Hill: yeah steve get with the program

Tingle: rose sees these demons whose gums have receded to provide an unnatural length King: an unnatural length? Tingle: that's correct, my good chum Tingle: an unnatural length Barker: ok look Barker: i'm just gonna ask the question everyone's thinking Barker: are you chris pine?

Tingle: why would you think i was chris pine, my good chum? Tingle: certainly i would consider that to be an absurd premise Tingle: the very idea that i and Hollywood heartthrob chris pine would be the same person Tingle: how mirthful! Tingle: the very idea fills me with mirth!

Poe: clive, don't harass chuck Barker: hey, i'm just asking questions Poe: you're being very rude Poe: besides everyone knows chuck is actually will wheaton

Koontz: guys if you want to know chuck tingle's real identity Koontz: you should ask a detective Poe: Barker: Barker: wow from the mouths of babes, huh?

Barker: so nobody knows his real identity but i'm pretty sure he's chris pine Barker: what do you think? Arthur Conan Doyle: can he touch cold iron without pain? Barker: Barker: edgar i'm gonna let you answer this one

Poe: uh well i haven't actually directly observed chuck handling any cold iron Poe: but i'm pretty sure he could do it Doyle: i'm not convinced Doyle: i have reason to believe that this chuck tingle may actually be one of the fae folk Poe: Barker: King: Koontz: Lovecraft: King: of course! King: it all makes sense!

Doyle: now this chuck tingle Doyle: would you describe him as puckish? Doyle: possibly impish? Poe: oh no not anymore Barker: he's serious now Doyle: damnit! Doyle: there goes that theory

[logansdoll]

Heyyy. Ok really cheesy but I’d like to request a Logan x reader friends to lovers where it’s like an accidental confession. Maybe someone makes fun of the reader and Logan without thinking about it just starts yelling and defending why the reader is great and everything he loves about her? Ik it’s a little OOC but maybe he gets so mad (as Wolverine does) that he gets all mushy without realizing lol. Thanks ❤️❤️

lotus

while on library duty, Logan overhears two girls talking shit about you... and corrects it quickly.

CW: sorry i went in a little different direction, suggestive, profanity, takes place during the timeline of the og X-Men, these girls are bitches, etc.

"I just don't get what's the big deal about her," Maya scoffed, resting her cheek in her palm as she thoughtlessly flipped through her biology textbook.

Talia nodded, glancing up from her notes with an excitement that screamed nothing to do.

"No, seriously," she agreed. "Like we get it... you can grow shit. Big deal."

That piqued Logan's interest.

With Jean and Scott off on a date, the professor away, and you and Ororo teaching a joint class, he was slapped with library duty—watching the kids during their scheduled study period.

Now, originally, he planned on simply plopping himself down in a corner and puffing his cigar, hoping to fall asleep and just ride out his sentence.

And he was halfway there, too.

But just as he was about to catch some Zs, his hearing picked up on a conversation between two older girls who seemed to be trash talking his girlfriend.

"Word," Maya turned the next page, a grimace settling on her face when she noticed the image of a flower.

One you were very vocal about liking.

"She won't shut up about these stupid lotus flowers either... Hey! Did you guys know that the lotus is considered sacred in many Eastern cultures? And it often symbolizes purity, beauty, and rebirth!"

Talia let out an obnoxious snicker, the impression not nearly as funny as what she was making it to be.

But maybe she just hated you that much...

"You sound just like her," she commended, very much amused. "Only she's always smiling. Like I've never seen her frown before... it's almost creepy."

"Seriously creepy. But Peter can't get enough of it... you know he has a crush on her, right?"

"Seriously?!"

Logan let out a quiet chuckle, tickled by the news.

He'd caught the boy staring at you during a few Danger Room sessions, but didn't think much of it, assuming he'd just caught him while he happened to be looking in your direction.

Oh, how wrong he was...

He couldn't wait to tell you later tonight.

"Mhmm. Half the boys at school nearly fall over themselves to make sure they're not late to her class... It's almost funny."

"Funny, my ass. Why'd it have to be Peter?" Talia huffed, tossing her pencil at the textbook in frustration. "She's not even that pretty. I've had dogs that look better than her."

Maya attempted to muffle a snicker, but Logan heard it loud and clear, his brows furrowing at the horrible comment.

"I'm serious. She puts up this whole nice and innocent act, but I bet she's a raging bitch behind closed doors."

That was it.

All the stuff before was just normal, teenage jealousy; something he'd—albeit reluctantly—let slide.

But calling you out of your name?

Insulting your character?

Comparing you to a dog?

A line had to be drawn.

"Tali, you can't say that," Maya chuckled, glancing around to make sure no one was listening.

"Like I care," she scoffed, rolling her eyes. "I'd tell it to her face if I ever got the chance. Just walk right up to her and say—"

"Say what?"

The girls nearly jumped out their skin, whipping around, only to be met by Logan's arched brow, the man leaning up against a bookshelf as he puffed on his cigar.

They were at a loss for words, unable to say anything under his imposing presence.

"Don't get shy now," he goaded, crossing his arms over his chest. "Go on. Tell me what you're gonna say to Dr. (l/n)."

The two were practically frozen, frantically glancing at each other for assistance, Logan's eyes flicking between the two expectantly.

"Nothing?" he hummed. "That's funny... 'cause you both seemed to have plenty of shit to say earlier."

Both their faces fell almost instantly, the color practically draining from Talia.

"You heard that?" Maya squeaked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Every word," Logan nodded. "And what I managed to gather from it was that you both just can't stand her because she's kind, passionate, pretty, and beloved."

He listed each trait off on his fingers, glancing at the two for confirmation.

"How's that? Am I in the ballpark?"

They remained silent, hanging their heads in embarrassment as Logan's confrontation had garnered the attention of the whole library.

"Well, then, how's this..." he pulled the cigar out his mouth. "I'll let you both off this time with a warning... but if I catch either of you trash talkin' anybody again, teacher or student, you're grounded."

"'Til when?" Talia asked, nervously.

"'Til I tell you you're not."

The end of day bell punctuated his statement, a flourish of shutting books and closing pencil cases muffling the girls' sighs of relief.

"Now get outta here."

He had never seen two students pack up so fast.

They were gone in T-minus ten, and once the library was cleared out, Logan allowed himself to sit down, letting out his own sigh.

He could've tore into them infinitely worse—and he honestly wanted to for that dog comment—but he figured that was the right, and legal, amount for a teacher.

But even still...

'I dunno how a girl who can only float two inches off the ground is talkin' about (n/n) havin' a shitty power...'

[milkamel]

Ahem. Hi.

I know I've drawn a lot of shadowvanilla stuff recently and yapped about how much I love it when actually… I was lying.

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I HATE IT WITH BURNING PASSION!!!!!!!!!!!! I only drew it cause it was.......... ugh, popular 🙄🙄

You people love abusive ships huh what's wrong with you like actually how can you ship something that has such a big power imbalance?? Are TOXIC relationships a joke to you?

Thinking that I'm being stupid and that this ship isn't an abuser x victim?? Well, let me show you proof.

(ALSO PLEASE REBLOG TO SPREAD THE AWARENESS!!!!)

Look at Truthless Recluse here, he's clearly distressed and angry. Not like how Pure Vanilla would act, as he's nice and sweet with everyone. BUT NOT WITH SHADOW MILK...........

You know what they say.............… abusers only show their true selves with people they abuse and here he is screaming at the poor Smilky Twinky like an angry feral animal!! As you can see 'Pure' Vanilla isn't actually THAT pure…. he's a heartless monster who torments the poor little guy...................... (I bet he throws beer bottles at Shamil too)

Next point!

A lot of people lately have been spreading an absolutely inaccurate headcanon that Pure Vanilla is 'minor coded' which is a blatant LIE.............. It has been proven that Shadow Milk is the one who's minor coded and has been unfairly attacked.

Here we see him turn into a kid specifically when PV is around. You know why? Correct, he's scared of Pure Vanilla. He feels small around him, helpless, like a child so he literally becomes one. Not so funny now, shadowvanilla shippers? (also the fact that he's a jester!! kids like toys and flashy stuff!! minor coded behavior!!)

Now the manipulation.

The whole 8th episode has been nothing but a cruel masterplan created by Truthless Recluse designed to break Shadow Milk's heart..... How cruel must you be to lie to someone who's just lonely and wants a friend? Just peak psychopathic behavior on PV's part. (He even says that he did that to make Shamil to lower his guard!! He doesn't even hide that and admits his crimes!!)

Just look how sad and desperate he's here… no one deserve this…....

And after that betrayal, stab in the back, Pure Vanilla attempted to BEFRIEND him? This is manipulation too. He tries to act like he isn't the bad guy, as if he didn't just break Shadow Milk beyond repair. But how can you befriend someone who deceived you? I don't blame Smilk for refusing this offer run my boy, don't let him trick you!!

(look at how heartbroken and hurt he is after P**e V*****a beat him up,, talk about 'friendship'...........)

So as you can see this ship SHOULDN'T BE SHIPPED at any point. Pure Vanilla is the abuser, manipulator, gaslighter and a lot more. While Shadow Milk was his poor puppet he played with him for his own amusement. This ship is the worst thing I had yet witnessed in this life and if you ship it uhhhhhh- I hope both sides of your pillow are hot.............................gross..... be better.

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but ngl I think them kissing isn't that bad yk a little bit toxicity in the ship doesn't hurt anyone!!!

Happy April Fools btw <3 (expect more shadowvanilla art in the future I need them to make out <3)

[allfearstofallto]

Maids, maids…and even more maids

Being the Maid at a Yandere's Estate

FT: Kamisato Ayato, Childe, Diluc, and Scaramouche

Master Kamisato Ayato is quite the funny man. That's what you'll tell the other maids in quick bits of gossip. He has a surprisingly good type of humor that just falls from his mouth and a very very soft laugh, but of course, you can barely gossip as long as you want to. A ringing of a bell signifies that the master has called for you again, something he's been doing regularly these past few months.

“You're the only one I can trust to clean my quarters,” he told you once before. His quarters being his office and his bedroom. Even though he says that, he never leaves the room while you're cleaning. Rather he's there, pretending to be doing other tasks as you dust his shelves and sweep the floors. You wonder if he thinks that you can't feel his eyes on you? The second you look down, he's looking right at you, practically burning a hole through you with his gaze. It wasn't noticeable at first, but it grew worse the more that he insisted that only you could clean for him personally.

Your daily cleaning for him ends with him patting you on the back, his arms lingering around your waist for a little too long.

“You did incredible, as usual,” he'll praise you, “But don't be shy to come and see me outside of work hours.”

Master Ajax, or Childe as he's referred to by others, is rarely home. You wonder if that humble manor he has in Snezhnaya is just for show. Of course, you seldom get to see it too.

Whispers amongst your fellow coworkers told you that before you were hired, Childe didn't bring anyone with him on his trips. It made you question why you needed to pack your bags every time he was taking a trip to another city, as he insisted that you would come with him and be his personal maid for the duration of it.

He never treated you poorly and never took you anywhere dangerous. You were usually the one just holding down the fort and tidying at whatever inn he decided to stay at. But even you acknowledged the fact that you felt like you were a little too close to your employer. He'd take you out with him, you'd try to trail behind, but he'd make you walk closely at his side. And never once did he correct people when they assumed you were his wife. Actually, if you looked at his face after someone made the mistake, you'd see a smirk forming.

“What's wrong with being married to me?” He would joke, although his smile wasn't reaching his eyes, “I think I'm a pretty good catch. Don't you?”

Master Diluc doesn't leave his office often. The other maids talk in hushed whispers about how they worry that he may be working too much. Seeing him roaming the halls is like seeing a ghost. This also means that he partakes in most of his meals at that desk as well.

He invites you to sit with him one day, saying that he doesn't enjoy eating his meals alone and seeing as he is your boss, you agree. One day turns into nearly every day of your work week, and when asking your coworkers about it, they seem surprised.

“Master Diluc barely speaks to me when I deliver his meals,” one girl says and the other's agree shortly after.

It seems strange to you as you also slowly eat your food across from him. You'd taken to eating your meal as well, even though it wasn't you designated meal time. He assured you that you were still being paid for the moments you sat with him. When you question why you're the only maid that he shares his meals with, a slight grimace crosses his face.

“Does it matter?” He asks you, almost a little too harshly for the gentle Diluc you know, “I'm paying you to spend time with me. Only you.”

Lord Scaramouche who only needs a couple maids. He's rarely home anyways and when he is he doesn't leave his room often, doesn't take to meals, and doesn't call for anything more than a cup of tea. Although even you're surprised when less and less maids show up for their shifts, until it's only you that resides within the walls.

It's rather lonesome when you realize that your only company is now the quiet lord Scaramouche, who barely meets your eyes most days, and when he does speak, he says some form of insult. It's only when you're out for a grocery run that you run into a previous maid of the manor, chatting happily with the first person who'll talk to you.

When asked why they all decided to quit, she tilts her head in complete confusion, “We didn't quit. We were fired, all of us.”

It's a short sentence that confuses you even more. And your walk back to the manor is filled with thoughts. Bringing lord Scaramouche his meal that night, you decided to ask why you were the only help left in his lonesome abode. Assuring him that you're not complaining and that the job isn't too difficult.

“Must you always ask stupid questions?” He spits the words out, “Your presence doesn't bother me like the others so you get to stay. Don't take it for granted.”

[trinnityn]

Abby Anderson HCs

Warnings: 18+ NSFW and SFW content below the cut. gf!abby, tribbing, strap usage R!receveing, kinda? Gymrat!Abby, Dom!abby, abby is lowkey a perv

A/N: Based on the poll results! ill post the Vi hcs right after this one. i lowkey think this is hot ass cuz i wrote it half asleep... mb chat pls dont flop😭

SFW

Honestly acts cold towards you, and not cause she doesn't care about you, she's actually very attentive to each and everyone of your needs. your heels are hurting you? she'll carry you if needed, you feel sick? she'll nurse you until you're completely healed, you're tired? next thing you know you're tucked in bed with her hugging you. half of the time you don't even need to tell her anything and she'll notice.

"baby. stop."

"what do you mean-"

"i can tell they're bothering you. ill carry you to the car, and dont argue with me on that.

Her being aloof doesn't mean she isn't clingy. Definitely isn't a huge fan of PDA, though, but she has her own way of showing her affection publicly without it being too prominent. like, sharing her food, giving you her jacket whenever you're cold, glancing at you to analyze your expressions at any given moment to see if you are uncomfortable or if you are upset, and hugging your waist to pull you close anytime it looks like you just simply need her.

is always confused about what to do whenever you're upset or you start crying cause she's not exactly good at sorting out the appropriate words to reassure or comfort you but she tries her best. most times she tries to cheer you up instead like, showing you her childhood photos, bringing you your favorite food, playing funny videos, showing photos of her dogs, and the list goes on tbh

"shh.. baby I'm right here, okay? cry all you need."

"do you wanna see little me? my dad used to take lots of photos of me when I was a kid. I have a whole album."

favorite time of the day is whenever you offer which you don't even need to do cause she'll say yes anyway to redo her braids for her or even style her hair differently. she starts getting so excited that her inner dialogue keeps running on and on about how heavenly your hands feel whenever they're threading through her blonde locks, how gentle every move is to take care of her hair, and just how she adores everything that you do, every breath, every move, and every word that you utter from your lips. everything about you Is just so loveable in her eyes.

As I said, she is probably not the best when it comes to expressing her love and affection to you verbally, so at the time when she confessed her feelings to you and ultimately asked you to be her girlfriend, she handed you a bouquet of your favorite flowers and little snacks she had picked up from memory each time you both hung out, and you plainly said "I like this" she'll take note of it and get it for you every chance she can.

"hey. I've been meaning to say this for a while, but I have feelings for you and correct me if I'm wrong, but I think you do too. Do you wanna be my girlfriend?"

Every habit of yours is just engraved in her memory. Bonus points if you're clumsy because she can always tell when a fall is about to happen, even before you realize it. If you almost bump into something, she hastily pulls you to her side so you avoid it.

NSFW

has broad shoulders. and always makes good use of them. like when she's fucking into you deep with her 7 inch, Baby pink strap that you picked out for her. or she just needs to hit that spongy spot, she hikes up one of your legs up to her shoulder, the plush skin of your thigh resting against her chest you were nearly folded in half before she adjusted to a harsh, punishing pace. her hand finding home on your other thigh as she kept a bruising hold of it.

"need me to go deeper? yea, thats what i thought."

purposely leaves her braid on at any chance she fucks you cause you'd tug on it, her nose nudging your sensitive clit as she redoubled her efforts, tongue licking and probing your sensitive entrance. hips bucking up as a feeble attempt to feel more of abby's tongue. Undoubtedly loves to jerk on your hair, ass up, face down as she fucked her thick fingers into your tight passage. She grasped onto a fistfull of your hair, using it as leverage to lift your face up as she ogled at you. Panting harshly with swollen lips, a string connecting your lips to the drool pooled up onto the pillow beneath that muffled your moans.

Likes sex with half of your clothes on, maybe even fully clothed. just something about hiking your skirt up and pushing your panties to the side to slip in a finger inbetween your already wet folds or slithering her hand into your shorts all the way into your panties to finger fuck you just turns her on so much.

Prefers skin to skin more than anything. dare i say shes a huge fan of tribbing. having you ontop of her, grinding and swirling your hips slowly as she felt her soppy cunt against yours, your clits rub against eachother. pure heaven. her hands take a hold of your hips as she encouraged you in a breathless voice

"yeah, good girl. ride me harder, baby. i know you're close."

"fuck. you're a natural, arent you?"

Uses your sextapes as preworkout or just on any occasion you send nudes, a video and she cant come over to touch you she starts acting like a prepubescent boy. basically starts working harder with the sole thought of building up more stamina and being able to fuck you harder, faster, longer the thought of it just lingers as her grip on the weights in hand makes her knuckles go white, supressing her urges while her thoughts go against her with the dirty pictures of you engraved in her mind.

I can see her as both an ass, and boobs girl tbh. gives fair attention to both, spends most nights just crawling up her hands to your bossoms before unclasping your bra, she squishes, squeezes, rubs, caresses both of them as she cherished the feeling of having both of her hands full. she abruptly takes one small bud into her mouth as she ravished it with attention, letting it pebble underneath her ministrations. on the other hand, in any chance she gets while your bend over on the kitchen counter, she ruts into your ass, the friction making you stir in your position as a hand crept to tug your shorts down, bringing your panties along. she delivers a stinging slap against one cheek

"count, baby. dont miss a number or we'll start all over again."

mostly tops, only lets you top on certain, special occasions like valentines, your anniversary and so on. it doesnt mean she doesnt like being pleasured, she just favors in taking care of her girl first, and when you try to defy her? best believe she'll put you back in your place. her hands trailed to remove every modicum of clothing on you, baring your body under her gaze as she sloppily kissed you. you're pinned down agaisnt the bed before you make a sudden attempt to pin her down. to your surprise it worked. Abby let out a dissatisfied grunt as you took over, her tongue fighting for the advantage against yours as your hand leads to cup her dripping sex, pressuring her clit against your palm.

her hand gripped your wrist to withdraw from your flimsy movements as another grasps your hips to twirl them around, bringing back the original position as she hovered above you, pulling away from the kiss slightly. she murmured with her lips an atom away from yours

"dont try to fight it, baby. im the one who takes charge here."

A/N: Hi chat.. please if you can.. leave me requests. i need it ❤️

XOXO, Trinnifer 💋

[faeiseavv]

wanted to share this sketch of mine :p think of this as my take for nerd sukuna ig + a short drabble.

“You were a nerd !?” you nearly choked, coughing dramatically as your fingers clutched Sukuna's yearbook like a madman.

Learning something new involving your boyfriend would always lead to the unexpected. Ten seconds ago, the concept of him being a 'retired' nerd sounded closer to a myth—except it was really true and not just him bluffing tall tales.

“I told you babe, you just didn't believe me.” he shrugged, his back sinking into the soft mattress of your bed. His eyes lazily tracing the expressions on your face, too focused on flipping through the pages to even notice him staring absentmindedly.

“You looked good with those glasses.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Mhmm”

You were seeing another version of Sukuna before the tattoos and the whirlwind of Greek life. It was kind of heartwarming. He looked small and much younger in the photo, his hair long and slightly disheveled, and the glasses he wore served as a finishing touch to the awkward scowl on his face. To say he had a glow up would be an understatement.

“Why'd you change your whole look though?”

Sighing, he inched closer to you, his fairly big arms resting across your thigh “Hated being mistook as Jin, shit was annoying as hell so I decided to experiment and rebrand before college started.”

“Why do I kinda like you more as a nerd?”

“Hah. That's funny.”

“I'm serious.”

Truth be told, you don't actually care. You love him as he is.

The Sukuna you know was smart— a disgustingly knowledgeable man when it came to anything history and science. A wall of muscle with an insane habit of making remarks and correcting people on topics or points they got wrong (no one, except for you, is safe from him, professors included).

He secretly memorized elements and formulas by heart, had his fair share of puzzling collections that you were surprised he enjoyed, and a stack of books on top of his desk that he would religiously read if his frat brothers decided not to drag him to another party. He'd persuade you to watch documentaries with him on Sundays too.

Maybe those were just the many signs that he was pretty much still a nerd. Despite your boyfriend looking like a member of a biker gang, deep down, he knows he hadn't changed much. Just a nerd in disguise.

Your nerd in disguise.