#chibi's attempt at writing

[chibifox2002]

Does Jaybird have a set schedule for Doey when he splits into the three boys. Is there somewhere she gets frustrated with Kevin.

Each of the boys actually have their own pre-planned days to spend with Janet! So that way they have their own time to spend with mom whenever they're separated!

Also that second part inspired me to write a fic so hope you don't mind that!

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The autumn sun shone brightly as Janet drove down an old trail just a bit down the road from her house. It was a slightly bumpy ride, with the trail being slightly deformed by the numerous storms that had passed by since she last drove down it, sticks and twigs littering the path.

Normally, she would be picking up the mess so the next trip wouldn't be as bumpy, but she didn't want to take too long with this drive. Not with her current passenger, who was seated on the right side of the back seat of her old mustang, looking out the window with a sour expression on his face.

Doey- no, Kevin, had a bit of an outburst a couple days prior, and separated himself from the others since then.

Literally. He had removed himself from Doey and locked himself in the basement storage room. It had surely shocked Janet when the situation was explained to her after returning home from work. She had no idea that the boys who formed Doey were capable of doing that!

Although she was able to convince Kevin to come out of the basement, he was still silent and distant from the others. Especially Jack and Matthew, the other two boys of Doey. Refusing to reform with them, and the two were starting to get worried about their friend and brother.

Well, today Janet had decided that enough was enough, and invited Kevin on a drive with her. Telling the red colored doughboy to grab a jacket and that she had a special place that she wanted to show him.

Leaving DogDay in charge, she had set up a movie marathon for the other toys, along with snacks and instructions on how to use the popcorn maker, and set out with her son.

Which led to now, Janet finally pulling up to her destination, an open space next to a decent sized lake surrounded by trees, and stopping the car and walking to the trunk to grab a blanket and a small basket of snacks for the two of them.

Might as well make this a picnic.

After setting everything up, the two sat and chatted about the week while snacking on the sliced fruits and grilled cheese sandwiches that Janet had prepared.

About an hour passed before Janet decided to initiate the plan.

"So... Did you wanna talk about what happened a few days ago while I was out?" Janet asked with a gentle voice. Knowing (and expecting) that the boy may not want to talk about it just yet.

Kevin paused mid-bite of his sandwich, and placed it back into his paper plate. Falling silent once again.

Janet nodded. "That's alright baby, you don't gotta talk about it if ya ain't ready to." Janet reached into the basket and pulled out a water bottle for Kevin, holding it towards him as an offer. To which he accepted.

Janet continued as Kevin opened the bottle to take a sip. "I just want you to know that I know what it's like to lash out like that. To have something eat away at your mind until it drives you mad. Until you feel like you HAVE to get it out SOMEHOW, and how violence seems like an easy way to do so..." Janet paused, sighing. Kevin paying full attention to his mother.

"But that's not the best way to go about it... It can hurt you, as well as those you care about..." Janet looked up towards the tops of the trees.

"Back when I was in therapy, my physiatrist suggested finding a better outlet for my anger. She suggested practicing breathing techniques, hobbies to get my mind off of it, and even to try writing it down in a journal." Janet shifted, suddenly moving to stand up.

"But, I found that the best way to deal with my issues for me, was to come here and release it!"

"Either by just screaming my heart out here-" Janet bent down and picked up a rock. "Or by throwing rocks into the lake." She reeled back her arm and threw the rock as hard as she could into the lake. It splashing close to the center of the lake.

She stared towards the lake for a bit before hearing footsteps approach her, she looked over just in time to see Kevin pick up a rock, look out to the lake, and throw it as hard as he could, shouting as the rock flew from his hand and into the water. Landing just a bit farther from where Janet's had landed.

"Nice throw honey!" Janet applauded as she walked over to him with a slightly bigger rock. Handing it to him. "Wanna throw this one too?" Kevin took the rock and threw it. Landing a bit closer to them from the last rock's landing spot.

Janet then suddenly picked up a pebble, and skipped it across the lake with ease. Which shocked the doughboy.

"How'd you do that?!" Kevin asked, amazement in his voice and on his face.

Janet chuckled.

"Well, first you gotta find a flat pebble or rock-" She held up another one as an example. "You hold it so it's like a tiny frisbee in your fingers. Then you flick your wrist as you throw it like this!-"

She once again skipped the stone as Kevin searches for a suitable stone to skip.

It takes him a few tries, but eventually he's skipping stones with the same amount of grace as the human woman who taught him.

They laugh and continue to skip stones for a couple minutes. Before Kevin speaks up again.

"... I hate that I'm mad all the time..." Janet turns to him. "I hate that I still get nightmares about that place and what happened to me. I just want to TRY and get over it all, and I am! I'm trying so hard to just enjoy the present with everyone and I just- I just can't!" Kevin yells as throws his hands up, before letting them drop to his sides in frustration.

"I just-" Kevin pauses, sighing before finishing his thought. "I'm just so tired..."

Kevin stares out into the lake, watching as a group of three ducks land on the water and begin to swim around.

A hand gently appears on his shoulder. Gently squeezing it as he looks up towards the kind face the hand belongs to.

"Sweetheart... It's completely normal for you to still be affected by your trauma. Heck, I still have moments where I'm reminded of mine and I just completely freeze because of it... Trauma doesn't just disappear overnight, despite how much we all wish that was the case."

Janet slowly wrapped Kevin into a hug as she continued.

"But the fact that you want to do something about it is good!" Janet began to gently sway side to side to help calm her son. "If there's anything I can do to help you with that, just let me know and I'll figure something out for you." Janet stepped back, keeping her hands on Kevin's shoulders.

"Is there anything you want to do about your frustration right now?"

Kevin was silent for a few moments.

"... I wanna scream..."

Janet nodded and took a couple steps away from Kevin. "Alright then, let's just-"

Janet didn't even finish her sentence before being caught off guard as Kevin let out the most blood curdling, soul ripping, rage filled scream she had ever heard in her life. Putting all her previous rage induced screams to shame.

Kevin's face had exaggerated to extreme levels as his red teeth exposed themselves and his angered expression morphed into a more monstrous version of itself as he screamed, small spikes forming on different areas of his body.

The three ducks that were on the lake flying off at the sudden loud noise.

The scream lasted for almost 30 seconds before Kevin stopped, his form reverting back to normal before he began to breathe heavily as he tried to catch his breath.

Janet stared at him for a bit before composing herself and releasing the tension in her body.

"... Ya feeling better sugar?" Janet asked.

"...Y-Yeah... A little bit." Kevin stuttered out, voice cracking a bit.

"...You want another hug?"

"...... Yeah..."

Janet took a step towards Kevin, wrapping him in another hug. Making this one a bit tighter than the previous one. Once again swaying side to side as the quiet sniffles and hiccups of her boy crying could be heard.

Looks like Kevin needed that more than he thought.

....

Two hours later after they finished their picnic, they drove back home and Kevin apologized to the other toys for his outburst. Eventually reforming back into Doey by the end of the night.

And now, whenever Kevin's anger begins to become too much, he simply goes to his mother and she then brings him to their favorite spot at the lake where they skip stones and yell into the sky together.

[fatedroses]

He tried.

[user-null]

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[ghxstlike]

(not) just roommates

synopsis: what it's like being their roommate

featuring: rafayel, zayne, and caleb

content: modern/university au. roommate au. sfw & slight nsfw (minors dni!!!), pre-established relationship, teasing, sexual tension (?), talk of masturbation, pillow humping, sub (?) raf, reader implied to be shorter than the boys, reader is so oblivious, boys being pervs (or creeps?) at times, being friend zoned, jealousy, boys being domestic, boys being hopelessly in love with reader. not proofread.

author’s note: oh em gee!!! i'm writing again!! yippee!! i also added something at the end that i've always wanted to try (hehe). let me know if u want a part 2 with sylus and xavier :)

rafayel

he is an art major (duh) and swims competitively.

if you don't come to watch him swim from time-to-time, he'll be the biggest menace.

he places cups, plates and bowls on the top shelf,

let's dirty dishes pile up until you're forced to do them,

leaves his dirty clothes scattered around the apartment,

and so much more. that's just a handful of things he does.

bro is so annoying...

he's very clingy (which is normal for him) and follows you around the apartment SO often.

if you're doing something when he's acting all clingy, he'll whine, pout, and sigh loudly to try and get your attention. if that doesn't work, he'll tug on your sleeve while giving you the biggest, shiniest, puppy dog eyes.

it obviously works on you. the feeling of pride that fills his chest when you do drop everything, you're doing in that moment is laughable. you'd definitely laugh at him.

actively steals your clothes & perfume. he puts one of your shirts on one of his pillows and sprays your perfume on it to make sure it always smells like you.

cuddles with said pillow, since he believes that you think of him as just a friend or roommate.

some nights, he humps the pillow like a dog in heat, whimpering your name out and asking for permission to cum, even though you're not there to grant him such a wish.

after he cums on your shirt, he attempts to get the stain out. he scrubs and scrubs, but the stain is never coming out. so, he keeps it. he keeps it on the pillow, he keeps spraying your scent on it, and he keeps cumming on it <3

even though he's annoying, he's kind-of sweet.

he leaves cute little notes around the apartment which you frequent the most (an example would be your bathroom) with little doodles of him as a chibi-like character. he would also sign it like he would for a painting.

you, of course, keep each one up until the stickiness of the post-it note wears out.

he knows exactly when to get groceries- and he ALWAYS gets the groceries. if you send him a text saying that you're going to the grocery store to pick up a few things, he gets mad.

definitely still has his pet fish, reddie. he also definitely baby talks to the fish, his pointer finger gently tapping the class to try and get the fish's attention.

though, he does this in private. he would NEVER talk to reddie like that if you were around to watch.

funnily enough, you did catch him doing it once.

"aww, you swim so prettily," rafayel murmurs, his purple eyes gazing lovingly at his beloved fish. as reddie swims around the way too large bowl for one fish, he traces his finger against the glass, almost in sync with the fish. a small, warm smile is plastered on his face, and his free hand is propping his head up on his cheek.

while staring at the beta fish swiftly swimming around his bowl, rafayel doesn't hear the door to his roommate's door open. his mind is too focused on the beautiful sight in front of him. oh, how much he wants to be like a fish. a mindless, pretty beta fish. no more adult responsibilities, no more boring gen-ed classes, no more friend zoning from the person he lives with-

"what're you doing?" his roommate says with amusement. a small yelp falls from his lips, his body jumping slightly from his roommate's sudden voice ringing in his ears. rafayel's head snaps around, the view of his face finally coming into y/n's point of view. his pretty eyes are wide as saucers, his lips are slightly agape, and there's a slight blush adorning his face. he's so embarrassed, in fact, that the blush reaches the tips of his ears.

rafayel realizes how he reacted right after he's done it unconsciously. his rigid body becomes more relaxed as he clears his throat. "nothing," he says, his teeth slightly clenched. "nothing that concerns you." y/n doesn't buy it. both of their eyebrows are raised and a huge, smug smile is on their lips. they cross their arms across their chest as they lean against the wall of the living room. a warm feeling runs through rafayel's body looking at their face. they just- look so attractive. rafayel's eyes fall from their form, too flustered to meet their gaze.

"i'm pretty sure i just saw you talking so cutely to your fish." they chuckle. rafayel opens his mouth, trying to deny what he was doing, but quickly shuts it. a sigh leaves his mouth, still avoiding his roommate's eyes.

"oh, you're never living this down."

he should've never gotten a roommate.

zayne

THE KINDEST AND PATIENT MAN

you forget about a ton of things (which zayne finds endearing) and he's the one who remembers for you.

"did you eat this morning? no? alright, let's get you a snack. ah, no, no more studying for now. you need to eat and you absolutely need a break."

"did you drink water today? an energy drink doesn't count. here, take my water bottle, i have another one in my bag."

on the months where you can't pay for rent, he pays for your half. he started doing this a few months into first living with you, when he found out that you have two jobs and you're still not able to pay for your half of the rent.

he liked you your company too much for you to leave and move back into your parents' house. you try your best to pay zayne back, but he always refuses. though, you pay him for half of the amount you're supposed to pay for rent, much to his disagreement.

makes sure that you get to class safely. is the type of guy to say, "let me know when you get there."

you appreciate him caring so much for you.

waits for you to come home to have dinner. only IF he comes home first.

since he's going to school to be a doctor, bro is so busy all of the time.

since he waits for you, you wait for him. it feels weird to not eat without him, you think. even if he comes home at 10 or 11 at night.

you both have movie nights and sometimes you bake together!! when you figured out that zayne loves treats, you wanted to bake him cookies for helping you with rent that month. and the other months.

he walked in on you making said cookies, and when you explained that they were for him, his brain shut down. his heart skipped a beat.

you're so cute.

he walked over and helped you with the rest of the steps you needed to do. he insisted that he would put the cookies in and out of the oven. (he didn't trust you).

ever since then, he makes you bake with him on the weekends when he's free.

barely shows his emotions. he's too scared to be vulnerable in front of you. when he has a nightmare, he keeps it to himself, even though the only thing he wants after he has a nightmare is to cuddle with you.

he doesn't though! he doesn't know if you would cuddle with him or not (you definitely would) so he keeps his hands to himself.

bro has so much restraint when wanting to touch you, it's crazy.

if only u knew what goes on in his mind....

loud clangs of pots and pans woke zayne up from his already rough sleep, the bags under his eyes multiplying even more than before. a deep sigh leaves his nostrils as he rubs the sleep out of his eyes. he slowly sits up as the loud clangs continue. the first thing that comes to his mind is his roommate, clumsily fumbling with the kitchenware in the cabinets. a small grin appears on his face, finding the imagery so cute.

zayne makes his way towards the kitchen of his shared apartment, finding what was happening in his mind to be what was truly happening. he sees his roommate bent down, their hands roughly going through each metal kitchen item. he leans against the counter of the kitchen, slightly admiring the sight. he tries his best to not look at their ass, but his gaze keeps getting drawn back to it.

he wonders what it's like to be right up against them, their ass right up against the crotch of his pajama pants. he wonders what their reaction would be if he just walked right up and did what he so desperately wanted to do- touch them. touch them everywhere. their face, their hair, their arms, their hands, their waist, their hips. the thought of it made his dick twitch in his pants.

suddenly, his said roommate stands up straight as they groan loudly. they place both of their hands on their back, trying to crack it desperately. "stupid kitchen," zayne hears them mumble. a chuckle leaves his lips and his roommate responds with a loud yelp. "oh my gosh!" they yell as they turn towards him, their hand placed flat on their chest where their heart lies beneath.

zayne smiles apologetically. "sorry, didn't mean to scare you." he says softly. he pushes himself off the wall he was leaning on and makes his way to his roommate. "what're you doing anyway?" zayne's head tilts to the side slightly, his eyes never moving away from his roommate's eyes. his heart flutters as he watches them look away and they begin to fidget with the bottom of their pajama shirt.

"just wanted to make breakfast for us." they say nervously. their eyes drift back to zayne's for a moment, then looks down at their sock covered feet.

zayne hums in response, nodding along to what they said. he's never had cute aggression before, but after he met them, all he wants to do his shake them violently. zayne gives his roommate a small smile. "i can help, if you'd like." his deep, calming voice rings out, making his roommate look up at him with glee.

"that would be great! thank you, zayne!"

they're so cute.

caleb

unlike rafayel and zayne, you've already met caleb before you two became roommates.

similar to the canon story, caleb was your childhood best friend, and lived with you and your grandma.

though, once you went to college and moved out, your communication with caleb slowly deteriorated. not anyone's fault though, you two were just busy.

in senior year of college, you decided to finally live off of campus. surprisingly, you found an apartment close to your college's campus. but, there was already a person living in it.

it was too much of a great opportunity to pass up though.

who could've thought that your roommate would be your old childhood best friend?

you realized how much caleb never changed - still the teasing, protective guy you knew back then. however, he was more possessive.

when you wanted to go out with your friends, caleb always stopped you before you went out. he made sure the outfit you were wearing wasn't showing too much skin, and made sure that you should contact him if you needed anything.

you didn't pay any mind to it, though you should've. the more you ignored his outfit checks, the more intense his actions became.

locking you in the apartment or your room so you could stay home with him, hiding away the keys so again, you wouldn't leave, and he even sneaks into your room to make sure you're sleeping. you only know this because you caught him one time.

even though his new side of his personality is showing, you still enjoy his company. he is your childhood best friend, of course you enjoy his company!

though, he sucks at cleaning right after making a mess.

i headcanon that caleb LOVES legos, so sometimes you find small lego pieces around the house after he's done building one on the kitchen counter.

you yelled at him once because you stepped on a lego piece one time, which caused you to lose balance and fall on your face. for weeks bruises were scattered around your legs from how hard you fell.

caleb is barely in his room. the only time he's in his room is to sleep and change. that's it.

so, he usually hangs out in the living room, if he is home.

he's a very quiet roommate. you barely know when he's home and when he's not home. you have to text him to make sure where he is.

you figured that out through the hard one, when you walked out in only your underwear.

caleb sits comfortably on the couch in the living room with one of his legs crossed over the other. one of his arms is laying on the top of the couch, while the other scrolls through social media on his phone. he sighs deeply, feeling extremely bored. that's when he shuts off his phone, throws it gently next to him on the couch, and tilts his head back with his eyes closed. he thinks deeply about what he's going to do later in the day; maybe he can go grocery shopping? maybe he can continue building that one lego set his roommate got him for christmas...

a loud, squeaky door kicks him out of his thoughts. he hears his roommate softly walk across the wooden floor, their footsteps becoming louder as they reach the space between the living room and the kitchen. caleb opens his eyes, but doesn't lift his head off the back of the couch. when his gaze drifts to their form, his heart almost stops.

in front of him was a beautiful sight- his pretty little roommate dressed in nothing but a large t-shirt and underwear. his breath catches in his throat when he sees their shirt ride up as they desperately try to grab a glass from the cabinet, showing more of their soft looking skin. a shaky sigh leaves his lips as his eyes wander down to their ass, only covered by a thin layer of their underwear. he could feel the blood rush down to his dick, twitchy slightly as he continues to stare. a corner of his lips rises when he hears his beloved roommate sigh in frustration, a soft, quiet chuckle following after. he quickly stands up from the couch and makes his way toward the kitchen to try and help them.

what would they do without him?

"i can help, pip-squeak," caleb says lowly as he stands right behind them. he chuckles again when he hears them yelp, almost jumping into the air out of fear. their head snaps around and meets his eyes. the smirk doesn't fall from his face when he sees their pouting face.

"christ, caleb!" they exclaim as they turn back around, their back facing caleb, to continue their attempts at retrieving a cup. "i had no idea you were home..." they grumble. caleb's grin widens at their flustered state, seeing how they begin to squirm in place. he approaches them while maintaining eye contact.

caleb places his large hand on their waist and squeezes it lightly. "here, love, i can get it for you," he whispers into their ear. as he speaks, his free hand reaches up and effortlessly grabs a cup and placing it on the counter in front of them. an amused hum leaves his throat as he hears them swallow thickly, almost making a comedic 'gulp' sound. caleb's hand slides down their waist and stops at their hips, only squeezing it once before backing away.

he watches as his roommate turns to him, their eyes as wide as saucers. he just laughs.

"i don't get a 'thank you'?"

[emry-stars-art]

All I’ve got to offer rn is chibis, all my creative attention is being funneled into attempting to write and into random oc stuff lately 😅

But please accept Neil in everyone’s coat but his own

[springtz]

i recently finished some illustrations of my guilty gear oc alice...... those are attempts at the accent core/accent core chibi/xx portrait style i cant tell how successful they are BUT they are attempts still .

she's a 199 year old vampire scientist who's overzealous about finding what life is for other non-humans/demi-humans. she writes an encyclopedia where she documents everything she can about them! but it's widely regarded as fiction by most people. recently (after the end of the crusades) she's been trying to find out more about gears whether they're humanoid or not

i think she likes learning about the gg cast because even if most are human she thinks they're very interesting... especially when it comes to forbidden beasts/spells. she doesn't like fighting but she uses a chainsaw that can turn into a sword that's also kind of alive and she specializes in lightning spells

she's actually one of the fragments of the soul of a person who got split into several people after a spell gone wrong 💭 she does enjoy blood but she doesn't like biting people directly so she makes thingamabobs and uses them on unassuming victims instead. she's usually very apologetic about it. she really likes taking samples and analyzing them but she has more normal hobbies too. personality wise shes a very optimistic person and she talks A LOT. she's a bit oblivious. i think she comes across as a little offputting sometimes because of her sample obsession. but she is Kind and Well-meaning and she tries to see the good in people

as far as her involvement in the plot of the games goes she went after dizzy's bounty (but not really it was mostly because she wanted to ask her questions and she'd never seen a humanoid gear before) after having gone to ganymede for her research. But after that i think she conveniently misses the main events of anything that comes after (I just cant think of a way to insert her in other plots for now

thank you for reading my rambling TESTAMENT YUMESHIP ATTACK GO!!!!!!

[heedzhee-art]

man I wish there’s canon Ukraine development that makes her much independent

I do love the headcanons please keep on coming

I'd rather see Ukrainian fans write her than hima's attempts, he doesn't seem very interested or passionate about developing his characters besides the main 8

The only instance of Ukraine being explicitly Ukrainian in hetalia I've seen is the chibi artwork where she has the painted pysanka eggs next to her

I make edits with official art for fun where she's Ukrainian though :D

[bubbleddisasters]

(Can’t believe I’m writing my first ever x reader (kind of) this but the Self Aware Au is so interesting to me)

Code Escaping: Heartstabyl Edition.

(All Students (can be viewed as platonic or romantic, Orthos is strictly platonic though)

Gender Neutral Reader!

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After several attempts, and failures, they finally succeeded.

They got through

To your world.

What next? Try and Find you, Rush to your side first thing and try to casually explain that a video game character broke out of their code to see them?

Maybe set things up first? Comfy living, then an easy way to find you? Or go off clues from things you used to say or areas he saw behind you? Or did he get lucky and he’s two feet away?

Man, He should have checked the code for your location…..No time to lose!

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𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒚𝒍

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𝑹𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆 🌹

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Truth be told, he got quite lucky.

A library is where he arrived, one he recognized as your hiding spot to study, or simply relax.

So, he found every tome he thought relevant on what he needed to know of the basics of your world, aswell as the one he last witnessed you study, and sat himself in the seat next to where you usually did, awaiting your arrival.

Was it timely? Perhaps, Perhaps not.

You’d been slightly (Very) annoyed that for some reason, none of your Riddle cards would show his appearance. The Chibi was no where to be seen, and your homescreen vacant of him.

So as you made your way to your spot, you nearly shrieked because either thats a damn good cosplay or Riddle Rosehearts was very casually reading the history textbook your teacher assigned while sitting four feet away from your usual spot.

Steel blue eyes scoped to check the noise, and sat up instantly.

“Just as I expected, you’d arrive here sooner or later. You certainly took your time, however.”

Before you could process the fact he sounded suspiciously like Ciel Phantomhive, he quite literally summoned a tea set. Out of thin air.

And was just staring. Most definitely waiting for you to sit down casually like he didn’t summon an entire china set with piping hot tea in a magicless world.

This was the real deal. Mommy Issues Supreme was now officially your problem. Good Luck.

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𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒚♣

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He remembered the name of the bakery down the street you visited.

As a joke, when you’d finished book one, you’d ordered a Strawberry Tart. He couldn’t exactly remember if you actually ate it, or gave it away, but it was funny, regardless.

Using Paint the Roses, he altered a napkin into a very nice resume, and he got a job there.

When Trey up and vanished from your homescreen, you’d gone to get a pastry to cheer yourself up. Not the best coping skill, but hey, it works.

It was pretty late, and it seemed they were closing up, so you planned to just be in and out, not wanting to make their job any harder.

The little bell rung as you entered, and the little alarms in your head went off when you arrived at the counter, and a-wait, why would someone cosplay at their job? Trey and working at a Bakery fit together, but…wait a second. Thats not a wig, and thats not contacts either.

If Ingame Trey was missing, and this guy looked exactly like him…..Nope, Not Possible.

Trying to play it casual , you ordered the usual and once you had it, sat down as you normally would.

But when you took a bite of your treat, it tasted like….Strawberry. Then Chestnut. What the hell.

You unintentionally had an odd staring contest with the current cashier, who then held out a scarily familiar pen, chuckling a bit as he placed it on the counter.

“Surprise.”

After making his way around the counter, he sat down on the other side of the table, doing his best to not freak you out too much.

“Yea, I know this might be a bit confusing, and It’s probably not easy to process all this, so take your time, and I’ll answer any questions you have.”

Great, because you had several.

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𝑪𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓♦

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Social Media Stalking but not Stalking was his forte.

The first thing he did was make pretty much every account he could on medias he knew you had. Like Tumblr.

He decided it would be way too freaky to just pop up out of nowhere, so as he was thinking and exploring, he took a few selfies and photoshoots here are there.

And WOW. They blew up. At first he thought it was the general math of Attractive Guy + Good Photos of him = Alot of Views. He had sorta kinda forgot other people knew about Twist until he noticed the flood of “Cater IRL” and “THE Cater Cosplay” comments. Which gave him an idea.

After the annoyance of all your Caters being lost in the code sauce, you messed around online until you accidentally pulled up a page with the greatest Cater Cosplay you had ever witnessed.

You had to do a double take when the follow button said “Follow Back”. You complied with the buttons wishes and followed them back.

After a while, you somehow ended up dming back and forth with him, and his strangely Cater coded texts. You also discovered that it apparently wasn’t a cosplay, and just his natural appearance was scarily similar to Caters..and his name was Cater, which was accidentally revealed by a Starbucks barista calling out after finishing making his drink while you were calling.

Part of you suspected that this could be the real Cater, with all the math adding up, and the other half of you called you a fucking idiot for that.

Little did you know the first one was exactly what Cater was hoping for.

With that, he managed to do some kinda social media stalking ( but not like, Rook Levels, DW) and found your general area based on area matching (TY Google Maps!) and nearly jumped for joy when he realized it was where he was too.

He subtly managed to sneak that in conversation, and set up a meetup between you two, a brunch and phone shopping. Weird Pick on the last one, but you decided not to judge.

The first thing he said when you arrived confused you, alot.

With a bright smile, he waved you over.

“Hey! Long Time no see!”

Ignoring the aggressive red flag in that statement with a simple “Maybe he meant since we called” as if you didn’t call him last night to plan this out, either way, you scooted in.

You two got so distracted chatting, at one point making up a game of fake gossiping the craziest things to see if anyone reacted, and for your own entertainment.

Because of that, your drink went warm, and as soon as you mentioned it, you got your answer to the “Where did my Caters go.” question.

Why? Because, as if this had happened before, he simply refroze it. Magically.

As you stared in pure awe and confusion, he grimaced upon the realization his cover was pretty much blown.

“Whoops…Lets just pretend that didn’t happen, and I’ll explain later, ‘Kay?”

You just had to pray nobody witnessed that, as Area 51 did definitely did not sound like Cay-Cays ideal Vacay.

——

𝑨𝒄𝒆♥

—

He thought it would be fucking HILARIOUS to prank you, as, unfortunately for you, he ended up in your house, only to find out you were asleep, which gave him the opportunity to PUA (Prank Upon Arrival)

For the next several hours of your waking life, Ace of Hearts playing cards of varying sizes would be infesting your house, or when you’d put something down and look away, there was either a card on it or it had been replaced by a card.

You were also robbed of leftovers you’d been saving, and a few snacks by this card demon.

After you left the house vacant (you fool), the Knave struck again, this time sneaking out and guessing your next move, heading off to a cafe because you needed caffeine after the card madness, until you had already ordered, and you had turned on Twist while waiting for your drink.

Quietly, he slid into the chair infront of you as you grumbled.

“He’s not on the homescreen either—Where the hell are all my Ace cards?”

Hehe, Infront of you. This is the best setup ever.

Leaning back on the chair, he couldn’t contain a grin as he faked obliviousness.

“I dunno. Maybe try looking around a lil’ more?”

Not paying much attention to who was talking to you in your moment of despair , you sighed, swiping back to the home screen.

“They’re not those kinds of cards.”

“Aren’t like, five of them card themed?”

“Four right now, since Ace has seemingly gone and fucked off to another dimension:”

“Yeaaa, about that. It was not as easy to do as you’re making it sound. Just saying.”

You looked up for a split second, then did a double take and nearly skyrocketed out of your chair, making indecipherable confusion noises while he laughed his ass off, totally soaking in the success of his perfect surprise you had unintentionally enabled.

While you stood frozen in shock, he simply grabbed your things, put them in your hand, S̶t̶o̶l̶e̶ grabbed your coffee, and whisked you out the door.

I pray for you, good luck dealing with him.

——

𝑫𝒆𝒖𝒄𝒆♠

——

Woke up in either your garage or kitchen, and was confused. Rightfully so.

Since he couldn’t really find you around, but at least recognized this as your house, he just waddled around more or less, fixing random things here and cleaning up there while trying to find clues to where you might be, or if he should just wait here.

He finally found a grocery list, which you had forgotten, and spent the next 10 minutes trying to find the nearest grocery store while unintentionally locking himself out of the house in the process, so made the genius decision to hope you were still at the grocery store and dashed over.

You’re doing great, dude.

Anywho, he got lucky, because in the middle of carrying off your shopping bags, your notification that your AP was full went off, and as you went to use it, you noticed a severe lack of Deuce on your homescreen.

This lead to sitting on a bench and getting distracted trying to figure out why the hell this glitch had only affected your Deuce cards, so you weren’t paying much attention when you heard a voice somewhat far off but close.

“Oh hey! There you are!”

Assuming it was for someone else, you continued trying to fix the “glitch”, then paused when you heard the voice from before right infront of you.

“Do you need help with carrying those bags?”

The words “I’m good, thanks.” died on your tongue when you looked up, only to be face to face with the guy you’d been suffering trying to figure out where he went for 20 minutes. Ingame. In a VIDEO GAME.

Internally, you practically short-circuited, after you panicked, he started panicking, and you both ended up in a weird confusion panic that had the energy of the spidermans pointing at eachother meme.

Great job! You have now acquired a German Shepard Golden Retriever mix in human form.

————

Bonus :

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𝑪𝒉𝒆'𝒏𝒚𝒂⤵➟

——

Unlike most of them, he had absolutely zero trouble hopping into your world.

However, instead of revealing himself right away, he decided to be the ghost of good deeds and mischief. And a random black cat you’d suspiciously find on your window sill demanding pets or cuddles.

Luckily transforming, flying, invisibility, and the rest of his magic ability seemed to work just fine.

Sometimes, you’d randomly find things placed in unusual places, spoons on the ceiling, for example, the paintings or pictures sometimes randomly taking on very funny faces, teacups and plates floating around at 2am, leaving you to assume it was a sleepy hallucination.

Other times you’d be aggravatingly trying to fix something, look away for one moment, and not only was it fixed, it looked almost brand new. Or you’d open the fridge or pantry, and notice the lack of food, then open it again, and i’d be filled to the brim.

You never noticed anything too strange on Twist itself however until you got bored one day, and decided to replay Heartstabyls chapters, only to realize Che’nya was…completely missing.

Out of sheer curiosity, you checked his Pomfieore Chapter appearance. Nothing. Gone.

Trying to see if it was just the WIFI connection, you moved rooms, only to see a blink of purple in the corner of your eye.

Lounging in the air by the window, tail swaying lazily, he peeked over, then grinned his signature grin.

“Nya-ice to meet you~”

———

Yay! Thats all!!

Holy shit I can’t believe I wrote this, feel free to take me out (Date or Assassination I really don’t care)

Alright! I might do more but they might not be in dorm order, see ya!

[yuinovi]

IT'S TIME TO ART DUMP

(Mostly some old gg art, mostly Bedsibs the usual)

still working on this one, winter is coming! soo what's better than drawing your faves in some comfortable clothes.

also who knew watching wacky sh*t makes you draw good stuff? (jk)

ah yes my first time drawing the bedsibs, pretty fond of this one

I was kind of afraid to look back to this one because I drew like 4 months ago lol.

so I found out about Guilty gear the same time I was playing Inscryption (one of the best indie games I played seriously) and I.... had more fun than I should have with the Geck meme

( I couldn't just Not do it) frick these jokes I regret this...

Think this was my second time drawing the bedsibs

This is f*cking stupid moving on-

Drew this using the lasso tool (named this file delilasso and romeolasso for some reason) It looks really good!

dunno what to say about this one just some chibi art.

I literally don't know much about Jam, love her weird hair tho, Also circle (didn't know how to draw bed at that time, still don't)

ohhh this is my first time drawing Delilah! she looks so weird, but I think it's a good first attempt. (don't mind my handwriting-wait why did I write it tho..eh whatever)

I can't say it's a good one, not bad either but does it matter? it's art dumping time ya know. I'll edit it some time. (they look weird, can't help but think it isn't that good)

I know I posted this last week, but I made a No Background version cuz that background that I drew was pretty basic ngl

yeah enough of bedsibs rn It's Millia time! (her design is so cool)

this is my first time drawing Millia! oh wait I didn't draw Millia a second time... yeah I gotta draw her some other time

GUYS IT'S FANNY TIME WOOOOOO

After watching the:- "Talk to me about podcast" the Fanny episode

I just could not stop drawing Fanny everywhere mostly in my sketchbooks and School books, just any place that's drawable

thanks manzisme I now love Fanny.

oh I also just watched the daryl episode I now like him, I might draw him some other time (after I finish Xrd because ohh boi is it long and I also have strive...help)

Also everyone should draw Fanny at least one time, I need it

Well I sure do hope you enjoy my art and rambling and thanks!

[queenendless]

💗 Cafe Time 💗

A/n: Imma count this as an April Fool's prank cause it's kinda nonsense.

AU centric where JJK cast here are chibis, as is everyone else in this world, and you are the sole normal sized human there.

Cute fluffy filled crack nonsense that is short as hell and cause I've wanted to write chibi stuff for a long time.

Itafushi, NobaMaki, and HaiNana crumbs here and there but SatoSugu x GN!Reader in the end.

DON'T REPOST, PLAGARIZE, COPY, EDIT, TRANSLATE AND/OR STEAL MY FANFIC CONTENT. IF YOU ENJOY MY CONTENT THEN REBLOG, LIKE, COMMENT & FOLLOW PLEASE AND THANK YOU.

AND HAPPY APRIL FOOL'S! 💌

The tale of a regular sized normie getting teleported to a Japan where everyone but themselves is chibi sized.

Their resisting negation to cursed energy that in the strongest in the country leads to your immediate discovery and recruitment into a place to stay as well as work by a burly mid aged bearded man with shades.

Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College Cafe.

Your newfound workplace and home. Where you met some regulars that quickly became your favorites.

“L/n-san~!” Dear Yuji lifted the cookie atop him, smothered in whipped cream with a bright smile and a wave reserved for you. “Eat me~! Just kidding~!”

Your pinky finger gently ruffled his salmon haired head. “Your teasing is very much warranted, you precious boi.”

In the parfait cup filled with ice cream, whipped cream and berries, a storm cloud raged atop Megumi's brooding head. “Get me outta here or I will shatter this glass.”

Yuji's face became pale with doom, hissing at you conspiratory. “He ain't kidding.”

You reached down and pulled out said grumpy Megumi who took the shinigami dog shaped candy, bashfully thanked you, and shyly pecked you on the cheek, compelling you to smooch him right on the nose. “Favorite tsundere here.”

You dropped him down on table level for Yuji to smother his boi in a good old bear hug; his infectious smile causing his emo bae to blush and ease into it and smile back.

“Maki-san~! Nibble on me~!” Nobara sung suggested cozied smack dabbed in her macaron.

“You idiot. Why did you have to admit that out loud? Here of all places?” Maki murmured, bashfully blushing, looking away amiss her red bean filled pancake sandwich.

“Maki-san! I love you~!” An unashamed Nobara rushed outta her macaron to tackle Maki into a bean pasted draped hug.

“Here.” You lifted off their pancake cover before handing a decent sized handkerchief to the girls as you passed by, earning winks of thanks from the pair before their stained faces grew messier as they commended a make out session under said hankie.

“Konbu! Tsuna Tsuna! Mentaiko!” The orange topped Toge waves eagerly at you from his perched spot on his own cupcake.

“I see you my boi and I've missed you too.” Your offered finger was taken by the rice ball speaking boi, swinging him to land before Panda lounging in the middle of a smore treat.

“Give me a hand, little buddy, tall buddy.”

“Takana!” Toge's mini hand and your long finger were more than enough to pull the fuzzy cursed doll out, though the chocolate sauce and marshmallows stuck to his fur.

You magically pulled out a wet rag to clean him up, humming at the now pristine baby. “My gift to you, my precious Panda.”

“L/n-san! Lift off please and thank you~!”

You picked up Yu's back collar to place him atop his fruit sandwich for him to slide down the creamy path, bumping right into Nanami. “Sandwich slide, hazah~!”

“Why must you condone this nonsense?” Kento commented through a mouthful of his subway sandwich, lightly bopping Haibara on his noggin as an attempted scolding.

“He's your partner. You tell me.” Your sassiness made the stern Nanami purse his lips at you in defiance but had Haibara chortling to his further annoyance, firmly tugging on his cheeks to gargle those noises, only amusing his partner more, finally doing here and now to kiss him just to keep him quiet.

Haibara's face glowed all smitten like. “Aw I love you too – !”

“Hush you and eat.” Nanami couldn't suppress a grin as he ate his subway with his favorite boi.

“Job well done, fellow yaoi buddy.” Shoko snorted at what she just saw, lounging in her lemon tea sponge cake, raising her small palm for you to give a carefully slow high five indeed.

“Keep your hands to yourself, assassin.” Riko narrowed dagger eyes at the scarred man across the room, cherry atop her head as she floated in a literal ice cream soda float.

“Riko-sama, be cautious, now.” Misato cautioned her, doing her best to stay blended within her fruity spread.

“I think he's retired from that lifestyle now.” You assured the pair, settling their nerves down when you handed them a plush doll with two eyes, eight legs and horns for them to cuddle and ride on.

“Suguru~ They're so pretty~!” Satoru plopped red bean paste sweetness into his mouth as he watched you move to and fro throughout the cafe.

Suguru munched on the cherry that sat atop with him on the cupcake. “Despite the major height difference, I will admit they look docile.”

“In that case – !” Gojo got down on one knee. “Marry us please~!”

Geto nearly choked. “Toru, we're still dating!”

Gojo got up to kiss him fully on the lips. “Well, we've practically been wedded since day one so …”

Geto's eyes crinkled with tender mirth, humming as he kissed back. “Can't argue with that logic.”

Grabbing his hand, the albino of the two floated them both on up high to reach you. “Plus, a poly ship is very sexy~”

The fact that the iconic strongest pair landed on either shoulder to kiss you simultaneously on your cheeks touched your heart.

“Aw, I – MMPH!”

The super human chibi that is Toji threw his bagel like a Frisbee disk right into your mouth. “Oi. You. This donut ain't cuttin’ it for me. Get me some beer, huh?”

“Dad!” Megumi snapped on your behalf.

“He is a beast.” Yuji anxiously sweated at the alarmingly impressive feat.

“I wanna duel him even more now.” Maki, a fellow non-cursed fighter, got fired up after peaking outside to witness his simple yet stellar stunt.

“Eh!? We already called dibs!” Gojo flared up, steam coming outta his ears.

“Hands off, monkey.” Geto emanated pure unfiltered hatred for the brute killer.

All three men had their eyes cast in shadow as literal sparks of agitation flew between them, ruining the cozy vibe of the cafe.

Able to chew and swallow that bagel up, you could speak again. “Knock yourself out, you beast.” Whisking out a jug of booze outta the blue, you knew the superhuman killer could take it, his smug self already chugging it down with one hand.

“Physically gifted,” Yuji and Maki breathed out in amazement.

“As I was gonna say,” you cupped your hands out for GoGe to sit on, your e/c eyes sparkling down at them, “Of course I'll marry you two. Size and all.”

A giggling Satoru and an amused Suguru are over the moon with your acceptance, bringing them close enough for them to smooch your lips in unison.

However later, you got an earful of “Goddamn” from your chibi sized boss at giving someone alcohol at his fine establishment.

But, you could tolerate it.

All these cuties make it all worth it.

Especially your new beaus.

[cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme]

Go, Touch Some Grass-Kokonoe Mercury X Reader

I think this is the single longest thing I have written for this blog. I might also make a part two to this later but I doubt I will.

Anywho, sorry for the inactivity as of late. I just haven't really had the energy to write and because of that I've probably gotten very rusty so this is more than likely not up to my usual standards. My apologies for that.

With all of that aside, I hope you enjoy!

Kokonoe Mercury was absolutely furious.

“Where’s Tager?” Kokonoe growled out as she stomped down the halls, glaring holes through any unfortunate researcher who crossed her path.

“Miss Litchi sent him on a wild goose chase to ensure you didn’t use him to bust into your office.” you responded as you walked behind the irate woman.

Kokonoe attempted to further clench her hands into fists but, due to the bone crushing amount of force she had already used when she learned of what Litchi had done, it was an exercise in futility.

Kokonoe wheeled around the corner and nearly barreled over some poor janitor in the process.

“Sorry about that.” was all you had time to say to the janitor before you had to leave him and break into a jog to catch up with Kokonoe who was nearing her target.

Kokonoe practically bust the door down as she stormed into Litchi’s office.

“Ah! What brings you her-” Litchi began with a smile before she was interrupted by the furious pink haired woman before her.

“Save it! Why the hell can’t I get into my office! Or the labs! Or the storage closets!” Kokonoe snapped at Litchi.

“Oh my! I have no idea! What makes you think I would have any idea what would cause that?” Litchi responded with a voice dripping with false shock and a smirk on her face as she placed her head in her hand.

Kokonoe promptly reached into her lab coat and pulled out a piece of paper that she then slammed onto the table.

The piece of paper read “Go, Touch Some Grass!” with a drawing of Litchi’s winking face in chibi form.

You had to bite your tongue to keep yourself from saying “I don’t think Miss Kokonoe knows what grass is, seeing as she never leaves the lab.”

“Hmm… This is a very flattering drawing of me, don’t you think?” Litchi asked, causing Kokonoe to let out a scream of primal rage and launch herself at the woman.

Or, she tried to at least, she only got halfway before you grabbed her by the back of her collar.

“Let me go dammit! Let me at her! I’ll show her who needs to go touch grass!” Kokonoe hissed as she thrashed and writhed in mid air.

She was concerningly light, barely feeling like she weighed more than one of the boxes of microscopes that needed to be ordered every time an explosion occurred in the lab.

“Before you do that, can you tell me this, how long has it been since you ate a meal?” Litchi asked as Kokonoe continued to thrash around.

“I had-” Kokonoe began before being cut off.

“Meal replacement bars and shakes don’t count. Neither does candy.” Litchi clarified, making Kokonoe go still and quiet as she racked her brain for the answer to Litchi’s question.

“It was… the 15th!” Kokonoe declared, seeming proud of herself.

Litchi proceed to point at the calendar, showing that the current date was the 7th.

Kokonoe scowled in response to this and crossed her arms in irritation.

“What do you want out of me?” Kokonoe grumbled.

“I want you to go to your apartment, and grow something from one of these seeds.” Litchi declared while opening one of her drawers before tossing a pack of mixed seeds onto the table.

Kokonoe looked at the seeds for a solid minute before saying “I could do that in thirty minutes in the lab.”

“I know you could, but, until you learn how to take better care of yourself, you won’t be doing anything in the lab.” Litchi declared.

Kokonoe’s face began to turn red from rage before she took in a deep breath that she held in before letting out.

“How long will all of this take?” Kokonoe grumbled.

“In all honesty? I don’t expect you to be back for about two months.” Litchi declared, making Kokonoe gasp before yelling.

“ARE YOU CRAZY!? TWO MONTHS!?”

“You could prove me wrong, but as I can say with certainty, you and nature do not get along.” Litchi responded.

Kokonoe ground her teeth together, trying to concoct a way out of this predicament.

Unfortunately, Kokonoe was pushed onto the back foot by Litchi Faye Ling.

That means no amount of death stares or threats will move her opponent.

And people had the audacity to call Kokonoe stubborn.

Kokonoe went limp, accepting defeat.

“Fine. But I’m taking your best assistant as collateral!” Kokonoe declared, hoping that this would, somehow, force Litchi into re-considering her demands.

“We have a deal!” Litchi declared before turning her attention to you and spoke.

“You can put her down now. Be sure to pack up everything you need before leaving!”

You promptly lowered Kokonoe onto the ground and began to walk out the door before being stopped by Kokonoe.

“Hey! I said your best assistant! Not MY best assistant!” the pink hair woman exclaimed.

“That is my assistant. I let you borrow them for an extra set of eyes during an experiment while Tager was off on errands and you never gave them back.” Litchi explained with a smile that held a small amount of venom.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

You and Kokonoe sat next to one another as the tram followed its course down to the residential area.

The two of you stuck out like sore thumbs with the pure white lab coats the two of you wore, the scowl on Kokonoe’s face, and your relatively calm expression.

You had long since gotten accustomed to the pink haired scientist and her… ornery moods.

In fact, due to your constant exposure to her, you had the nebulous honor of being one of the few who were unaffected by her temper when it boiled over.

Speaking of the devil herself, you turned your attention to the woman as she reached into the sleeve of her coat and pulled out a piece of her iconic silvervine candy.

“I’ve got a question for ya.” the woman grumbled.

“I will attempt to answer it to the best of my abilities.” you replied.

Kokonoe grunted before twisting her head to the side with the back of her hand, causing a series of cracks to enter your ears.

“If you’re one of Litchi’s assistants, why’d you stick around to work with me?” Kokonoe asked with a suspicious tone to her voice.

“Curiosity. You have quite the reputation as a slave driving monster around the water cooler.” was all you said in response.

This forced a wheezing cackle from Kokonoe’s chest.

“You aren’t the type to mince words are you? Remind me to take you off of Litchi’s hands when we get back!” Kokonoe exclaimed as she continued her cackling.

“I will keep that in mind.” you declared as you waited for Kokone to regain her composure.

Kokonoe continued to laugh for a few more moments before claming down.

“So, did the stories do me justice?” Kokonoe asked with a smirk.

You were quiet for a moment before responding.

“You have high but, for the most part, not unreasonable expectations of those that work under you. There is no inherent problem with that as it serves as a point to strive for and to exceed. However, for many the bar set is too high. That is my assessment. So, in my opinion, no, the stories are not entirely accurate.”

“Well, can’t say I was expecting a response like that. I was asking for your opinion, not a report on an experiment.” Kokonoe declared as she put her head in the palm of her hand.

“To be fair Miss Kokonoe, I am still on the clock. Technically.” was all you said in defense to your position.

The rest of the ride in the tram was spent in a relative, semi-comfortable, silence.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

By the time Kokonoe remembered where her apartment was, night had fallen.

Despite this, you continued to carry both your and Kokonoe’s suitcases as the two of you walked up the stairs and Kokonoe mumbled to herself about keys as she struggled to recall which one of the many on her key ring was the one for her apartment.

Soon, the two of you reached the apartment that belonged to Kokonoe, though it took a while for the door to be opened due to Kokonoe being forced to play trial and error with her myriad of keys.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a robotic voice greeted the two of you.

“Good. Evening. Miss. Kokonoe. Welcome. Home. You. Have. Been. Gone. For. Ninety. Days. Fifteen. Hours. And. Thirty. Minutes. Is. There. Anything. You. Require?” a small robot roughly the height and width of a garbage can with a duster in one hand and a vacuum in the other asked as it stood at attention in the entryway.

“No. Don’t worry about the guest either. They're with me.”

The robot promptly did a small bow before turning in place and walking off.

You were then led into the living room which, in all honesty, looked as if it was ready to be shown off and sold to the next potential buyer by a real estate agent.

In other words, it looked clean, clinical, and completely uninhabited.

“Welcome to my home away from home.” Kokonoe declared as she grabbed her suitcase from you, walked down the hall, and into a room, before slamming the door behind her and leaving you standing alone.

You clicked your tongue before muttering to yourself.

“This design of this place is very… human.”

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Kokonoe did not have any clocks in her apartment.

Mostly because if she was at her apartment, that meant one of two things.

The lab had exploded and was in the process of being fixed. She was practically on her deathbed from sickness.

As such, she fully expected to not wake up until her body declared she needed to.

To be fair, that expectation was filled, just not in the way she thought it would be when the smell of freshly cooked food entered her nose and roused her from her sleep.

“Ugh… What the hell is that smell?” Kokonoe grumbled as she rolled over and towards the window to gauge the time based off of the sun.

Based on the light entering her room, it was around ten-ish.

Kokonoe let out a sigh as she threw the covers off of her and trudged towards her door, kicking her discarded lab coat, and other articles of clothing to the side in the process.

Kokonoe yawned as she reached for the door’s handle before pulling it open.

This revealed you, your hand raised to knock on the door.

“Ah. I’ve made lu-” you began to say before cutting yourself off as you went red in the face.

You proceeded to grab the handle opposite from the one Kokonoe was holding and slammed the door shut, leaving the pink haired scientist deeply confused.

It took a few seconds for the still groggy and half asleep Kokonoe to remember that, before she went to sleep, she removed all of her clothes.

“Oh right. Most people care that other people wear clothes.” Kokonoe said to herself aloud before scratching the side of her head and turning on her heel to find something to cover herself with.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Kokonoe walked into the kitchen, wearing a t-shirt, a pair of sweatpants, and a pair of slippers with a fresh lab coat over it all alongside the expression of a person who was completely unbothered by the previous event.

That expression did not stay long as she noticed something had gone missing from the kitchen.

“Where the hell is my fridge?” Kokonoe asked, trying her best and failing spectacularly to keep her voice even.

You sat at the table, your head in your hands over a bowl of soup.

“Its contents were the wrong amount of alive.” was all you said in response, a tint of red still on your face as you tried to force the memory of Kokonoe minus her clothes out of your mind.

“What the fuck does that mean?” Kokonoe demanded before the conversation was interrupted by screams.

“HOLY SHIT! LARRY!!! GET THE FLAMETHROWER!!!”

“WHY DOES IT HAVE EYES!!!!”

“It means that.” you muttered before shuddering, composing yourself, and then gesturing to the pot on the stove.

“I have made soup.” you declared.

“Is it any good?” Kokonoe asked, crossing her arms.

“I give you no guarantees.” was your response.

“Meh, good enough for me.” the pink haired scientist declared with a shrug of her shoulders.

Lunch passed in silence save for the sounds of battle outside.

However, lunch did not last long and soon the two of you were getting down to brass tacks.

“Right, we need to go to the store, don’t we?” Kokonoe asked as she put her dishes in the sink.

“Correct. We require a replacement fridge, food, and material for you to grow a plant. I will cover a quarter of the cost for the fridge.” You responded as you put your own dishes into their place.

“A quarter? Aren’t you the one who threw it out?” Kokonoe asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I was not the one who let that godless creature be born. Also, I live on an assistant's salary.” Was your retort and your defense to Kokonoe’s reasoning.

“Fine. Just know I’m not happy about this.” the half beastkin woman declared.

“Duly noted.” was your response.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

After the plan had been decided, the two of you set out and onto the town.

Much like most things involving Kokonoe V.S. The Outside World, as you were coming to find, it became an all day debacle.

Especially with what happened with Kokonoe and that poor appliance salesman.

He made the very reasonable assumption that, due to the two of you coming in at the same time and looking at the fridges on display together, you and Kokonoe were a couple.

You thought Kokonoe was going to tear his head clean off when the words left his mouth. Thankfully, she only skinned him alive with her words and not any of the knives from the kitchen sets that were nearby.

Still, the day remained profitable despite the hiccup, and by the time night fell, the new fridge was installed and stocked with food.

Soon after that, the two of you fell into a rhythm.

Kokonoe would obsess over the plant, you would double check her measurements to ensure everything was going smoothly, then you would begin the most torturous task you had even inflicted upon yourself.

Teaching Kokonoe Mercury how to take care of herself.

First, you started with the basics in Laundry which was easy enough since most of her clothes could be sorted into whites and reds.

Of course, that came with her grumbling about how she could build a robot or get Taeger to do this for the entire time, still, it was progress.

But, then came cooking.

Foolishly, you thought that she would do well in cooking since it was as much science as it was art.

This was a very, very idiotic thought to have.

In five minutes she managed to turn a bag of rice into ash.

It took her ten to completely immolate a fish down to its bones.

After this disaster, you decided to put off trying to teach her how to cook until you had a fire extinguisher on hand.

Still, cooking related mishaps aside, everything was going well in forcing Kokonoe to learn that, no matter how hard she wished or how many drugs she put into her silvervine candy, she still had a body of flesh and blood.

She was, of course, filled with enough rage to burn the world to ash due to this, but that was something you expected when you were co-opted into this debacle.

What you didn’t expect however, was your side of the emotional coin.

Specifically, your growing admiration and care for her.

This isn’t to say you didn’t admire her before this, but more so to say that before this your admiration for her was only professional.

Now though, you were admiring her as a person.

You always knew she was a stubborn person, it was par for the course in the field of science.

Now though, you saw that her stubbornness was something she applied in all facets of her life.

And as you continued to spend time with her, you also saw that her stubbornness and her care were one in the same.

Still, you knew it was better to keep all of that to yourself.

She was your boss and you were her assistant.

It would be better and far simpler for both you and her to keep it that way.

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Kokonoe Mercury, for the first time in a very, very long time, didn’t feel like absolute crap.

Was this the power of three square meals a day, water, and regular doses of sunlight?

If it was, Kokonoe would be… inclined to not kill Litchi the second she got back her lab access.

Just ever so slightly.

The fact she stole you to be her assistant was also helping out.

It was also causing her an immense amount of headache as, against her better judgement, Kokonoe was getting ever so slightly attached to you.

She knew she shouldn’t based on past data.

Everyone she had ever made a bond with had left her, died, or worse.

It was a quantifiable metric.

And yet, here Kokonoe was, thinking of a way to try and even the score.

As loath as she was to admit it, you had taught her things.

To her, knowledge in all its forms was something invaluable.

Sure, she never felt the need to repay someone for teaching her something before but that's unimportant.

What was important now, was finding something worth what you taught her.

Maybe she could invite you to be her research partner?

No, no, no, she already had you as her assistant, that was almost the same thing wasn’t it?

She couldn’t up your salary either since the budget for the year had already been decided.

“Wait, that’s it!” Kokonoe exclaimed, a mad grin making itself known on her face.

Sure, she couldn’t raise your salary, but she could give you a way to take some strain off your budget.

She could just invite you to live with her.

Yes, that would be perfect! It would allow for the symbiotic relationship the two of you had to continue, and it would let Kokonoe continue to operate at maximum efficiency.

Why hadn’t she thought of this sooner?

It was a foolproof plan that benefitted both you and her!

Truly, the genius of Kokonoe Mercury is unparalleled.

If only she was this smart when it came to her emotions and other people.

[grey-cyrus]

I made a dumb fanart of what I think “Chibi” Roach would look like (I can’t draw keep that in mind this was my first attempt😭🙏🏻 plus I’m kinda out of motivation to write rn so this hopefully makes up for it) and I don’t know how to draw scars or I would’ve made him have a few more as well as stubble but I tried😭😭😭😭

[xxl4vend3rxx]

SK8 HEADCANNONS; CHERRY

Cherry's identity off the mountain is a well known secret, and a well kept one at that. All participants of S keep his identity outside of it to themselves. If any of them see Kaoru out in public, they'll shoot him a knowing, friendly smile or a respectful nod, but never go up to him if it will put him on the spot or get seen by any of his high end associates.

(I also HC that when Reki called out cherry at that one exhibition, there were members of S in the crowd who nearly rushed him for what he did)

If anyone is caught discussing his identity, they'll either be shut down for "Spreading Rumors" or taken care of.. if you know what I mean. Karou is somewhat aware of this, but Joe really keeps him from dwelling on it too much, knowing he's the one who confirmed any suspicions of who Kaoru was after "The incident". (As S refers to it), outing him to the whole of S' presence that night.

But everyone has pretty much written it off given what Cherry has done for them as a community, and would never do something that could potentially cost is reputation and presence.

~~~

Cherry was absolutely mortified for the whole of his recovery period, feeling completely useless for the entirety of it, unable to walk, reach anything higher than his shoulders, bathe himself or even tie his hair. However, the one and only person who Karou allowed to help him, was Joe. He was the one who would help Cherry while he silently pouted, the one who did his hair when just attempting it brought him to frustrated tears, and offered comfort when everything became a little too much. They are yet to discuss the predicament they had found themselves in, and cherry is yet to overtly say thank you..

~~~

Karou is like one step above a perfectionist. like seemingly simple tasks will genuinely take him three times as long as most people to accomplish, just out of his sheer stubbornness and desire to be perfect. Kojiro is highly aware of this as well, and sometimes does subtle things to less cherry up when he's tidying, writing or painting (moving cups, cutlery, brushes etc..) and he gets an offensively good kick out of it too.

~~~

His grades in school were straight ASS. He was one of the "rowdy" and "Disruptive" kids, so he didn't get a lot of attention in school when he was younger - he was just a neuro-divergent student who needed extra help and acted out because he wasn't getting it. the only things he remotely excelled in was literature, computing and the arts. He is abysmal with all kinds of curricular sciences, and struggles with several forms of math, but when it comes down to ones, zeroes, paints and code, he's golden.

~~~

He can not cook for the life of him. Kojiro had banned him from Sia's kitchen because of what happened last time (Jeez you burn water one time and suddenly you're a safety hazard) but he can bake shockingly well. He is very skilled in savory deserts though, something he claims is completely unrelated to a certain someone's taste pallet...

~~~

He is a WHORE for spicy foods - that one chibi cutscene says enough

~~~

The real reason he did not give Langa a job was not because of his age, it was because of his writing. You can not be an employee at a calligraphy studio when you can hardly write your name in the basic, standardized alphabet!! The way Langa found out about it was not great either - Miya was in need of a good summer job so he could stay out of his house as well as making some extra cash, so he logically went to Cherry to see if he was willing to take him in for the break. Cherry of course said yes, but when Langa heard about it he did not hesitate to bring up the age policy when he next saw the man at Joe's restaurant.

Karou immediately choked on his wine and turned a deep red. Joe did NOT make explaining things any easier, leering over and antagonizing the poor man further, pressing and prodding until cherry gently explained why he could not have hired the poor kid. Langa could not have cared less, he instead said he was really happy cherry had not given him the job, because if he had have done, he wouldn't have bumped into Reki, and then none of this would have happened at all! that lifted Cherry's mood quite a bit, though he never said anything Langa could tell.

~~~

When Cherry found out Reki had planned on coming to see him in the hospital, he nearly cried on the spot, though he profusely denied it. It meant a lot to him that Reki had come, but he had to admit some of it was brought on by relief; he had half assumed Reki didn't really care for him after he hadn't seen him in the hospital, he had mentioned it to Joe, who immediately reassured him that there was likely something more to it, but it helped him to have genuine closure.

Once he realised that Reki had said he DID come to the hospital, that he just didn't go in, he pressed for answers - to which Reki told him about running form the others, to getting hit by the car- THE WHAT.

Cherry immediately interrogated him on what had happened, and let's leave his reaction to the love hotel to our imaginations, but it was not pretty.

~~~

He chopped his hair off after what happened with Adam, and Joe cried when he saw it.

~~~

Langa called him Dad one time haphazardly, while the pair were working on some writing together, and neither of them realised it at the time, only hours later before falling asleep. cherry had not planned on bringing it up, worrying it would embarrass Langa at all, but the kid instead profusely apologized the next time they saw each other, Cherry merely insisting it was alright and ruffling Langa's hair and asking him something vague about Reki.

~~~

He had programmed Carla to recognize Joe's voice, and plans on doing so for the kids and shadow at some point, once they prove to him they can be responsible enough to have that privilege. The best part is he didn't even tell Kojiro about it - he found out on his won when he mockingly greeted her and she replied with his entire government name, somewhat unsettling him, but he found it sweet; of course mocking Kaoru for getting all sentimental on him.

~~~

Carla is programmed to sense when Cherry is stressed, or on the verge of a panic attack, and her bracelet will buzz with a melodic pattern as a warning. Only him and Kojiro are aware of what it means, and he looks out for Karou where he can.

~~~

total cat person but can't imagine having one as a pet, so he sticks to feeding the neighborhood strays when he sees them.

~~~

He once tried to tutor Renga, and he nearly left the room alone with how infuriating they are to handle in combination, always asking for unnecessary breaks, getting sidetracked or just blatantly ignoring constructive criticism (Albeit was nearly all unasked for) and for some obscene reason it was the funniest thing Joe and Miya had ever seen.

OKAY THAT'S ALL FOR NOW TELL ME IF YOU'RE INTERESTED IN THE OTHER CHARACTERS' HCS!!

[norel-ravenclaw]

Hazbin Hotel Scenarios

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Featured characters: Alastor, Sir Pentious, Charlie, Angel, Husker, Lucifer, Niffty, Vox, Vaggie, Rosie, Zestial

Rating: sfw; occasional scenarios that hint at reader x character, minor angst and drinking

Description: Random scenarios with Hazbins!

PLEASE ask me to write stuff for Hazbin or Helluva!

- Meeting Rosie and having lunch with her and Alastor, he’s so pleased that you two get along so well. Gossiping after shop hours at Mimzy’s club.

- You find a plushie that reminds you of your fave. (A deer, a spider, a chibi tv character, a snake! So cute!) You’re careful to hide it, but one day they catch you and tease you about it.

- You’re sitting in the hotel lobby at the end of the day, listening to music, and Angel gets home. He leans over the back of the sofa and asks what you’re listening to. You offer him one of your ear buds and laugh at his reaction.

“What is this?”

“Electro swing. You could say I was inspired~” You jump up and grab his hand, urging him to dance with you.

Husker raises a brow at you both from behind the bar, dancing like idiots without music, but you both look so happy, he can’t help but smile.

Alastor walks into the room and sees you attempting swing dancing. Curious, he uses his magic to have the radio pick up the music from your phone.

You notice him and let him join in, trying to teach you the right way to swing. (You’ve never seen him look genuinely happier.)

Angel grabs Husk and makes him dance too.

Hearing the music downstairs, Sir Pentious and Charlie peek down to see what’s happening. Charlie gasps in delight and races to find Vaggie so they can dance.

You end up dancing between everyone there. Even Nifty joins in (making her cockroach puppets dance).

Lucifer gets back in the middle of things, and Charlie gleefully spins over to him, pulling him into the fray and pushing him to you. He tries to apologise for bumping into you, but you’re whisking him into the dance before he can finish.

- Being in hell, being dead, that’s kinda a lot sometimes. Angel’s days are always a lot. So the two of you cuddle basically every time you’re in the same room.

- Charlie, in her bid to find ways for her guests to connect, searches the human realm internet for pictures of everyone. Despite the odds, she somehow manages it.

You’re coming downstairs while she and Nifty are setting up the projector, a very familiar picture of you larger than life on the wall.

Angel awws from the sofa and Husker smacks him.

Then his own picture comes up, a handsome gangster looking man from the twenties.

Now it’s full blown wolf whistles.

Then…

“Alastor?? Damn…”

Angel hears you and grins. “Right?”

“I’d let him kill me~”

The man in question steps in with a complicated smile. “Oh my. I’ll not even ask how you managed to get ahold of such a thing.”

Charlie squeals in excitement. “It took me three weeks! Ooh, Angel is next!”

A… skilfully cropped picture is next of him.

Sir Pentious comes down the stairs behind you (you’re still impressed that the snake can navigate stairs) and gasps when his own portrait comes up in the slideshow. “Oh my ssstars!”

“Woah, check out those luscious locks Pen,” Angel says.

Everyone gets a drink after that.

- Alastor smiling so softly at you when he takes you to Cannibal Town and you think the old architecture is pretty. A band is playing in a nearby gazebo… more impromptu dancing. A chance to fix your embarrassing lack of skill, he insists.

- You’re going to bed one night and happen to see Sir Pentious coming out of his room without his top hat, and you’re frozen for a second.

“Oh, hello. Er, isss something wrong?”

“N-no! Sorry, it’s just… your uh… It looks like you have the most amazing hair, the way the black comes around your face… It’s pretty… Sorry, sorry this is so weird, I’m sorry goodnight!”

You slam your bedroom door, leaving him a blushing mess.

- Angel is teasing you about something (or someone) and says something about calling them Daddy.

“Ugh, I’m not calling anyone that!”

“No? Husky, whaddya think about him?”

He glares at us while wiping down a glass and you shrug. “I mean he’s definitely daddy material, but I’m still not calling him that.”

Angel bursts out laughing before Husker throws a glass at you both.

- Imagine being brilliant with social media, blowing up your tiny one person business overnight in helping people promote their stuff, and catching the attention of the Vees. Telling them casually the solutions to problems they’ve been trying to solve for months. Their looks of impressed and interested awe.

- You were out for the day with Lucifer and Alastor, knowing they had a meeting with the overlords later. You wait outside, and Zestial, uncharacteristically running almost late, passes you by on the way in. You are a bit old fashioned, and the way you politely incline your head to him makes him stop in his tracks and ask your name. Perhaps it is worth noting a soul such as yourself…

- Every time you appreciate something from the 20’s/30’s, Alastor gets so happy and clingy with you. Everyone comments how touchy is is with you and just to spite them he starts doing it more.

- Bumping into your fave in the small but densely packed library, with collections from both Charlie and Lucifer. Reading together in comfortable silence. (Or scrolling on their phone as they’re escaping someone/something.)

- Helping Charlie pirate human realm leadership podcasts as she’s stepping into her role more.

- Making a (non magical) deal with Alastor after Lucifer screams at him one too many times for not listening to his voicemails. For every technological or modern world bit of information you share, he’ll teach you something from his own era.

- Finding Alastor tinkering on old radios he collects, sleeves rolled, jacket off. Losing your mind over his deer tail and scrambling - failing - to hide your sheer delight. Finally breaking down and confessing that it’s absolutely darling~ He threatens to kill you and you agree it would be justified. He huffs and nods you over to his desk. He could use a second pair of hands. Or maybe he just wants to electrocute you so you can never tell a soul what you just saw, he says with a smile.

- Vox was there from the beginning days of television, and as much as he knows how brutal the entertainment business is, he still secretly likes a bunch of old fashioned shows and movies that no one ever talks about. He’d be so happy if you threw a vintage movie night for him and let him ramble about the good old days~ Dust off his warehouse collection of old memorabilia and string up lights and he’ll ask you to marry him.

- Going shopping with Angel! Snack and lunch stops are a must.

- Husker is dead on his ass drunk, having a breakdown on the stairs one night. Bottle in one hand, head resting on the bannister posts. You come downstairs for a midnight snack, and seeing him sitting there, you decide to sit on the other end of the step. You don’t say a word, just letting your tail wrap around his and mirroring his own position with your head on the railing post too. You just sit there together for fifteen minutes before he mutters a thanks you can barely hear and heads upstairs.

- Discovering you have Sinner Powers and having eager Morningstars and Alastor help you practice.

- If you hate bugs, helping Nifty make traps for the roaches. She’s your best friend after that. Like it or not.

- Vaggie drunkenly tells you that she secretly wants to see Charlie all princessed up one day. So you and Angel find a dress and fix up her hair (Nifty wants to help! The end result is amazing, but she might have to cut off her hair to get out all the tiny braids, whooops.) Vaggie has a conniption when she sees her and starts stumbling over her words and everything. Alastor puts on a record for them to waltz to. Lucifer is there. He definitely cries. 5000%.

- Going to visit Rosie on your own and getting allll the tea on Alastor~

[violetlunette]

This year I'm going to try something new and use the TwstOber prompts to write a fanfic. (This is also my "Can You Feel the Love" IdiSil fic I had people vote for a way back.)

Anyway, the story is called the "The Mystery of Phantom Manor" and will have influences from the ride of the same name and the Haunted Mansion.

The story will be centered on Silver as as he attempts to solve a murder. During this he uncovers all the mysteries of the guests as well, including his family and his crush, Idia.

Speaking of which, the pairing will be Silver/Idia Shroud with important platonic pairings featuring the entire DiaFam. I hope you'll all check it out and that we all have fun this inktober!

About the image;

Disclaimer: I used chibi references from an anime base to make this and the background image is from Freepix.

[asher-agere]

Hi Ash! I know I alredy did request something, and this will only add in your huge request list, but I love transfem Dazai SO much, and if you can (i don't want to overwhelm you, so take your time for this, I can wait) could you do something about Transfem Dazai little and Chuuya Cg?

Have a good day!

Yay finally writing this! You’re always so polite and kind with your requests hehe, it always makes me smile! Also warning for brief talk of eating disorders! Just the last headcanon, the rest are safe to read!

Transfem Little Dazai + Caregiver Chuuya

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₊ ⊹ Starting with age range! I see Dazai regressing from 2-5, because yes she’s the tiniest of little babies, most people in the fandom agree on that. But! I refuse to let go of the headcanon for chaos toddler Dazai. She’s soo so much fun to write! And I love the idea of Dazai trying to be manipulative even when tiny, but a baby can’t be very manipulative. I think that when she’s with the mafia Dazai tended to regresses younger and after she left she settled into more of the toddler age range! PM Dazai and ADA Dazai are very different Dazai’s

⛦ Doing nicknames now so I can’t forget later! Chuuya obviously still uses the usual “Mackerel” because it’s such a personal thing between these two, that pet name is constant. However he’ll also use names like “Sweetheart” or “Precious” Nothing that’s blatantly feminine because if Dazai recognizes someone trying to comfort her she shoves them away, but definitely pet names with feminine undertones and implications. Things that let Dazai feel feminine without blatantly being told she’s girl. And Dazai usually ends up calling Chuuya “Chibi” or “Puppy”, but when she’s in the tiniest of baby spaces she’ll say “Chuu” as she struggles to form any words at all

₊ ⊹ Chuuya is a mafia executive. He works in jewel trading. This man is absolutely loaded. And he wants to spend so much of his money on his little girl! Unfortunately Dazai acts allergic to nice things, Chuuya always has to reason his way through things. But when he’s able to buy Dazai nice things he always picks out cute girly stuff! I don’t see Dazai having a pink obsession, she’s not an “I hate pink” girly but she just likes other colors more. Chuuya ends up buying lots of clothes with ruffles and glitter, so many princess and magical girl themed toys. Bows for everything! I also think Chuuya would buy cute little makeup kits for kids which Dazai can get very serious about learning to use

⛦ Since Dazai tries to reject any of Chuuya’s attempts to praise her for being a girl, to happily remind her that she is one, Chuuya finds alternatives! Almost all of Dazai’s little gear has feminine nicknames on them. Princess, baby girl, little girl, my girl, anything and everything. And Chuuya puts that everywhere he can! On decorated pacifiers, plates, sewn onto blankets, bibs, it’s literally everywhere. It’s one of the forms of praise Dazai accepts without complaint and Chuuya makes full use of the loophole that he’s found

₊ ⊹ Doing stereotypically feminine things can help with dysphoria! So on extra dysphoric days is one of the few times Chuuya allows Dazai into the kitchen to bake! Baking means absolutely everything is kept out of Dazai’s reach but she’s allowed to pour ingredients into the bowl and pick out which cookie cutters or muffin liners to use. Absolutely nothing else. Any more involvement and the recipe will be messed up and Dazai will eat things she shouldn’t, and she ends up burnt. Dazai can very easily turn a kitchen into a disaster, please don’t give this girl her cooking license she has not earned it

⛦ Blanket forts! Dazai likes hiding under blankets to hide her masculine body, while there’s nothing really wrong with doing that It’s an indicator that Dazai isn’t feeling the best usually. So of course Chuuya needs to step in! He acts oblivious to why Dazai is truly wrapped up in the blanket, claiming that his silly mackerel must just be cold. So he suggests making a blanket fort instead! This keeps Dazai active and distracted from her mean thoughts! Keeping Dazai busy is usually one of the best ways to keep her out of her own head, big Dazai may be good at multitasking, but little Dazai? Not so much

₊ ⊹ Dazai loves letting Chuuya do her hair! She always gets incredibly upset whenever they need to cut it, but PM Dazai is way too anxious to actually let it grow out, a sentiment that does not stay when she’s regressed. Even with short hair though! She loves collecting cute hair clips to wear around, I think she would absolutely rock some cute pigtails. She also loves it when Chuuya washes her hair! She insists on using only all of the best products, she demands her hair instantly be brushed and blow dried and styled. She deserves princess treatment and she knows it!

⛦ I definitely feel like Dazai has an eating disorder. I mean her canon weights are incredibly below average and unhealthy, even ADA Dazai is around 40 pounds underweight. Transgender body dysphoria influences eating disorders even worse. She absolutely tries to deny eating so she can be “skinny like a girl” Chuuya is of course hard at work to stop these habits! He’s trying to locate safe foods, encourage Dazai to do things like exercise rather than starving herself. Sometimes to convince her to eat they need to go with low calorie foods that aren’t really as filling as Dazai needs, but it’s better than nothing! Chuuya’s never going to lie to her to get her to eat, never going to try and trick her into it. He’s willing to compromise, but he’s always trying to push for her to more

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Honestly my own gender expression was a mess while writing this, past two days I’ve been all over the scale guys. Yesterday I started off very girly and ended very boy feeling (My choice to wear a dress was quite quickly regretted), and then today I’m feeling very She/They but if I’m not perceived as a boy I want to scream. Being genderfluid is confusing- Half of this was written while I was feeling masculine-

[DNI ID: A brown box with a dark brown border. Dazai to the left, bandages covering the top right corner and over Dazai’s head. Dark brown text reads “DNI if your blog isn’t child safe. I will block NSFW accounts” End ID]