#its so funny how even now im trying to keep appearances up. i feel like an utter mess and yet its still “heyyy how are YOU doing??” time

[dive-into-abyss]

i have hit another "so busy and tired from everything, barely has free time after finishing school work, meaning there's only energy for video games left over" patch

every part of me feels like its on fight or flight mode

[bbykento]

AITA?

nonchalant bf! x gn! reader

themes: yandere, light angst, locking up, idk

nonchalant bf! who finds the reddit post you made about you losing feelings due to his nonchalance

“AITA for wanting to break up with my boyfriend? I 22GN, my boyfriend 25M. I always try to understand that its my fault and im too clingy that it bothers him. Every time I ask a conversation with him he just ignores me. It has happened so many times and I love him, I used to. Now everyday I lose the feelings in my stomach and heart when seeing him. And Im guilty. Because now I feel like I am developing feelings for someone else who is my coworker.I havent cheated on him but it feels wrong.”

nonchalant bf! who reads the post with that same blank expression he wears when youre crying in front of him. his lips tug downward in mild amusement—not at the content, but at the fact that you thought blocking him would be enough to keep him from stumbling onto it. he knows you too well, your style of writing, the way you punctuate your thoughts with hesitation totally not bc he observes ur every move… its all you.

nonchalant bf! who lets you think hes fine when you break up with him, lets you walk out the door with your things, all while carefully measuring his response. but as soon as the door closes, the mask begins to slip. his fingers twitch, and his gaze hardens. you mightve thought you were free, but he knows better. in his mind, youre his, and no one else has the right to you—not even your coworker.

nonchalant bf! who starts appearing where you least expect him: at the coffee shop you frequent, outside your workplace. always calm, always casual, as though ita just a coincidence. "Oh, hey," hes say, with that familiar, placid smile. "Funny running into you here."

nonchalant bf! who never raises his voice but makes his intentions clear in the quietest, most chilling ways. like the time you found your favorite photo with your coworker mysteriously missing from your desk, or the cryptic message left on your phone:

"Don’t forget who understands you best."

nonchalant bf! who still carries your belongings—an old scarf, a forgotten book—like talismans. theyre not yours anymore; they’re his. and so are you.

yan nonchalant bf! who finally corners you one day, his eyes devoid of the aloofness you once knew. theres an intensity now, a possessiveness that makes your breath hitch. "You can’t leave me," he murmurs, his voice calm, too calm. "Not when I’m the only one who knows how to love you properly."

full fic maybbb?

JJK: Gojo, Toji, Sukuna, Dark Nanami😈

AOT: Eren, Levi, Erwin(?)

HAIKYUU: Kenma, Kageyama, Ushijima

n whoever applies tbh

A/N: yall survery check, does it piss u off when words arent properly punctuated or capitalized?

©bbykento. please don’t copy, translate, repost my works.

[xeeljii]

I need joost whimpering into my neck so bad its not even funny anymore IM GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE (touching grass rn thanks)

can i write a little something .... ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)

WARNING! Explicit RPF! 

CW: 18+, f! reader, dry humping sorry im in my dry humping era, drunk! Joost, established relationship, needy so needy Joost.

Late at night the window to your shared apartment is still open letting a little breeze in, it is the middle of summer and you are just laying on the living room couch watching TV ready for bed when you finally hear the ring of the doorbell. Joost had been gone since the midday with his friends and now so late you guessed he must have had a good day if he wasn't even able to use his keys.

You get up, turn the TV off and open the door with a soft smile on your lips, he is hanging between Appie and Stunje, red to the tip of his ears and so obviously drunk. His eyes are closed, his face is hanging low, he looks like a rag doll as both his friends hold him trying to keep him from falling, you laugh slightly at the sight.

"Thanks for bringing him home." You say voice low to not wake him but as soon as the words leave your mouth he raises like coming back to life at the sweet familiar sound of you.

He opens his eyes quickly, pupils unfocused and hair all tousled on his forehead. He smiles brightly his whole face lighting up and the so beloved dimples appearing.

"Liefde!" He all but screams as he lets go of the shoulders of his friends and throws himself all over you.

He is never mindful of his size even less so when he is drunk, he rests all his weight on you and you do everything to hold him and not fall backwards. You place a hand securely on his back as he rubs his face against your neck, he bends down in an awkward position to sniff at your perfume. You feel yourself blush quickly when he starts placing kisses on the exposed skin still very aware of the presence of his friends who break in laughter when they realize what he is doing.

But he doesn't care, he can't care when you smell so nice and feel so good and soft under his hands.

"I'm so sorry." You say mortified, they just continue laughing before Appie speaks.

"This one kept whining about missing you at the bar then when we got in the taxi he kept trying to call you but couldn't figure out how to unlock his phone so he threw a fit." You can see the image so clear in your mind it is so embarrassing and so adorable all at the same time.

"You are his screensaver you knew that right?" You blush deeply, you didn't know, but it is not surprising Joost is practically bordering on obsessed with you.

Joost is holding you tightly and shamelessly planting kisses on your warm skin completely ignoring the conversation happening right in front of him, then he gets bolder and starts sneaking his hand right under your sleeping camisole. You wince.

"Okay we are leaving." Stunje says saving you any further embarrassment you throw him an apologetic smile and a thank you before everyone says their goodbyes and leaves.

When the door is finally closed you can breath a little easier, you pull hard at Joost's shirt trying to peel him off you.

"You are such a handful." You say, so much love dripping from your tone it comes out with no bite.

"I missed you~" He whines into you stretching the last syllable.

"I can see." You start pulling him towards the bed room, he stays pressed close to you not allowing you to leave his embrace even by an inch.

When you get to the bed he finally releases you a bit but only to push you down onto the mattress, you fall with a soft thud in the middle.

"Hey!" You chide.

"I missed my baby." He says with furrowed eyebrows standing over you, he is so whiny when he is drunk, he is so clingy and so needy.

"Just take your clothes off and come to bed." You say rolling your eyes, you do have work early and whatever he is trying to get at can't happen.

He quickly does as he is told and starts crawling on top of you only on his boxers.

"I have work in the morning." You remind him softly before he gets ahead of himself.

"I know." He mumbles, cute little pout adorning his puffy lips. But knowing doesn't stop him from much and he makes himself a little place between your legs wrapping the muscle around his hips before he lets himself fall right on top of you.

"You can't sleep like that, you are crushing me." You pull lightly at his hair to get him to move but he doesn't and you already know that he won't.

"I really missed you." He says in that airy breathy tone that has you dampening in your panties.

He reaches a hand over your camisole stopping over your breast, his head is pressed right against the crook of your neck. He starts softly massaging at the mound of fat over the fabric and you can't help but sigh at his touch. He is kissing at the sensitive skin over your pulse and licking intently to pull more sounds from you.

"Joost." You whine unsure if you are asking for more or chiding him again, but he just likes the way you say his name so it only spurs him on.

He feels the nipple harden against the soft fabric and wants to touch directly so bad, he pulls his hand away before moving it to the hem of your shirt and pulling it up all over your breasts. At that he finally pulls slightly away from you just so he can admire at your beautiful forms, without even touching him he is already twitching in his boxers and a dark wet spot forms at the fabric of his underwear.

"So pretty." He says before he bends down chasing back after your warmth again.

He goes straight for your nipple wraps his lips around the sensitive skin and starts sucking as much of you into his mouth as he can, his other hand massages at your chest. His hips start moving against yours, he is grinding hard against your pelvis, moaning agains your tit on his mouth and groping hard at the other one with his big warm palm. You involuntarily start grinding back, back slowly rising from the mattress to match his pace.

You feel him so hard against your core, his length pushing right against the fabric of your shorts, he is breathing so heavy against your chest nose buried against your skin moaning as he sucks on you. He keeps rubbing himself on you, harder, faster, he is going to crush you, you really feel his whole weight on you as he wildly uses your smaller frame to get off. You feel him twitching even between the layers of fabric still separating you, you already know his body so well.

He pulls away from your nipple, grabs with both hands at your waist moving you harder against his body, you feel his hips start to stutter, he bends down again and searches for your neck, he is panting and leaving wild kisses and love bites everywhere he can reach, he can't help himself he needs to mark you so bad right now, alcohol high on his bloodstream he forgets any reservation.

"Let me come." He says in a whisper accentuated by a hard thrust.

"Can I come baby?" He asks sweetly as he licks under your ear.

"Please" He whines against the sensitive skin of your neck, you feel his deep voice sending waves directly to your cunt, you are so wet, your clit is so hard and throbbing at his words alone.

"Please touch me." He whimpers right against your hair.

"Please touch my dick." He is begging now, so close, just needs a little help, just needs the smallest touch from his sweet kind girlfriend to get off.

And who are you to deny him?

So you move a hand low between the two of you, reach inside his boxers, you don't even bother pulling them down and just stroke him hard and fast, your hand clenching around him tightly just how he likes it and twisting around the tip. Just within a few movements he is coming, on your hand, on his underwear, on your pajamas. Long white stripes dirtying everything with delicious heat.

"I love you, I love you, I love you." He continues mewling against your throat as he weakly thrust against your palm with the last waves of his climax.

He pulls enough strength to kiss your lips messily before he finally collapses onto you with a deep content sigh.

You still feel yourself throbbing inside your shorts but before you realize it he is already fallen deep asleep holding softly at your tit with a big warm hand. Sleeping so peacefully like an angel, like he didn't just use you to get off. You roll your eyes with so much fondness.

"You really are a handful." You say almost in disbelief kissing at his cheek as his face rests pressed on your neck breathing softly.

You pull your hand away and wipe it on the duvet. He is going to have to wash that tomorrow, and your pajamas and his boxers, it is his fault it all got dirty. And he will probably wake you up with head as an apology for leaving you high and dry and you will most likely not make it to work on time because he won't be happy with making you come just one time, no, for the grieve offense of not making you finish he will want to pull as many orgasms from you as he can before you are begging for him to let go, all overstimulated and pretty on his mouth. But all of those are problems for tomorrow you, so you just wrap your arms around him and pull him closer before his comforting weight over your body on you drags you to sleep.

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A/N: idk where this came from idk lol not proof read etc

ps. this is not THE DRY HUMPING fic this is just me being insane

[orangewsunglasses]

i made my own pipis daugter ^^ i already played around with her a while ago but decided to change her up a ton and now i think im happy with her !!! Her name is Pira !

i was trying to think of the cross between things like internet and tv, and considering spamton's sort of scammy nature nowadays, i thought maybe she could kinda sorta be based around a pirating website? Free tv ! as long as you avoid ads lol. also, her full name is Pira Tenna. pirate. maybe she plays pirates with rouxls sometimes lol

OKAY SO. this is where i talk about her a lot! uhm i think i'll mention beforehand that she hatches after the events of chapters 3 and 4, probably a year or so after? tenna's arms have been patched up, he can go to castle town, hes still with mettaton pls dont ask for specifics i havent worked them out💔

so i imagine that the pipis, by some will of magic, sort of absorb its surroundings before it hatches. i kind of wanted to make her look more like spamton because i just thought it'd be more fun to design and i think her appearance would mess with tenna in a way.

i imagine that spamton and tenna had both handled the pipis even if tenna was probably more involved. when spamton left, i'm pretty sure everyone knows he was a mess about it, and his lingering (honestly not even lingering. very blatant) feelings on spamton probably is what fueled the appearance of her. idc if it doesnt make sense i just ^^ think she looks cute like this ^^

ofc tenna was absolutely ecstatic when she hatched, but i think in her early years of childhood (maybe like, 0-5 years old ? honestly maybe even until she was 10) tenna sometimes just couldn't stand to look at her because she genuinely reminded him of spamton way, way too much. he'd never insult or yell at her or whatever else for it, but he'd definitely avoid her. he'd leave her with elnina or lanino to take care of her just so he wouldn't have to see her, or he'd literally hide from her, or he wouldn't try and keep up proper conversation with her. i think this behavior towards her could last a few weeks to a month at most, but it happening at all would be rare. unless something directly triggered him to suddenly feel uncomfortable with her, then he'd be a perfectly fine and loving dad to her.

OK SO ABOUT HER APPEARANCE AND HER AS A PERSON :D

i gave her a little tail and antennae, like tenna, but i made the ends little mouse cursors to mirror spamton. they can be changed out and customized, she just needs the right software for it lol. my friend called them piercings. spamton would probably be the one to teach her how to change them out

i tried to make her outfit (mostly her little dress thing) reminiscent of 80's kids clothes. yes i am very aware it isnt accurate whatsoever. but its cute!

i'm still on the fence about this, but i've decided i wanted to give her spamton's speech quirk (i forget what to call it). i don't want it to be ads though, i think instead it would be clips of what she must've heard in her egg or when she was especially young. like, audio clips. she could relay something tenna or spamton or anyone else said ten years ago in her sentence and it would sound exactly like that person. i think it's interesting, im just not sure if it fits.

giving her tenna's little speech font ability would also be cool, but i don't really think it fits her either. i don't think she's into the show business thing as much as tenna, and in fact she's a little awkward in front of the camera. she isnt very good at smiling on cue and her movements are stiff, she isnt good at controlling her tone nor is she the most charismatic. she doesnt particularly enjoy the stage lights. i imagine shes much more into the behind-the-scenes things, like the actual recording process. that, or she's more interested in the internet when spamton teaches her about it. i'm definitely writing about that later lol. she also enjoys hanging around ramb in specific (she thinks hes funny) much to the dismay of tenna. she catches onto the whole mike thing as well, but doesn't care to tell her dad.

oh also her rainboots !!!! theyre meant to mimic tenna's huge yellow boots, but they were also a gift from elnina. elnina and lanino are sort of like aunt and uncle to her. i think it would be sort of on-par for tenna to actually name them godparents? idk, maybe, maybe not. anyway, she ofc loves them. she was also gifted a sunhat from lanino, she just doesnt wear it often. the rainboots are the only shoes she actually likes to wear, she refuses to wear any other shoes unless theyre slippers or something.

her relationship with spamton is something i'll be getting into later on my own time lol. i sat down to mostly solidify her design because i wanted to write a fic including her so ! now i can do that lol

[leclercsfilm]

i am your legacy

aegon is out of character. i do indeed hate alicent so much that she turned me into feeling pity for aegon. if alicent has no hater im dead. english is not my first language.

aegon looked at the door.

every moment, he anticipated his mother entering with her own cup of wine, as if she was teasing him. he knew her plan. it was not hard to not know her plan.

for her, he was just a playable character in this game of twist and turns. he was her way. out or in, it doesn't matter.

the noise was heard, yet he didn't look up. he knew better. alicent finally entered the room.

they always came to this. she would always remained him of his duty, of his right. but his right was given, not earned. and, because of that, he was truly afraid.

aegon knew the real reason behind the cruel death of his beloved son. aegon's younger brother, killed lucerys. which caused the anger on the blacks side. it should have ended right then, year's ago, with aemond's eye out.

now aegon wished he could at least comfort his family about this new 'situation'.

their actions have consequences. just because they've made aegon a king, that doesn't mean they are not immune to the blow.

it's almost as no one truly cares. aegon locked himself in his chambers, yet no one tried to even reach for his door. everyone is referring to his son as 'the boy' as if they are not related at all.

they are not even angry, or sad for his violent death. they are just angry for the lack of naivety of people. they are angry because their power slipped away from them.

'i see you are here, not attending your duites...' - she barks at him

'i see no reason to do so.'

'you are king, at least you need to keep an appearance.' she chuckled 'people are looking up to you now. you are their source of power.'

'what kind of power do i have, mother? what power do i have over you and your rats?' - aegon looked at her

he was at the table, playing with his fingers. he stopped doing it for so many years. after his sons vdeath, he became quickly familiar with an old habit of his.

'we will not have this conversation now.' - she furrowed her brows, and pressed her lips. she is taunting him.

'i don't see any use of me then.' - aegon looked down at his feet.

alicent pitied only herself. she wasnt like this before. what if it wasn't his son beheaded that night, what if it was helaena, or maybe aemond? would she then care at all?

'its rather funny, how many things have you done in my name...'

mocking her, reminding her of her constant failure of trying to be into politics. she had a taste of politics once, and now she had a right to marsh into council and question his decisions.

a silence overruled. the only noise that was heard was alicent letting go of her necklace that she was playing with since begining.

'for your actions my people will blame me, not you, mother.'

alicent closed her eyes to calm herself. she quickly grabbed her goblet, thinking as if all of this was for her son, right? or was it for her father? maybe somehow it all turned out to be for her?

'it was easier with my dead father.' - aegon stated out of blue.

he touched his unruly thin hair, thinking for himself, was it the silver hair that made people follow him? clearly, it can't be his manhood. rhaenyra's heir has it as well. but he does not have his silver hair.

'he would do his own thing. in his own world. alone in a room.'

alicent stared at her son. they never had a conversation about viserys. that man was dead for them since begining.

'maybe you tormented him as you do me now.' - aegon countinued with his insults

alicent quicly stands.

'how dare you question my loyalty, my doings with your father? viserys was nothing but a content man beside me. rhaenyra left him here alone when he was fighting with that awful illness-'

'we all know why my half-sister left.' - he started

'you speaking exhausts me more then waking up after a night full of wine, mother.' - aegon countinioued his insults

'the best thing you can do is to leave. let the king to attend his duties, with his council.'

his melancholy turned bittersweet. his face was graced with a little smirk, who is fighting to not become a mocking laugh.

alicent turned away, leaving her gobblet at the table. she was already overwhelmed with a fight from morning with cole. now she has angry aegon roaming the castle.

'without you mother, of course. maybe you need to pray... you've lost a grandson, haven't you?'

'or, perhaps, queen mother would like to do.... nothing?'

with that, alicent had left. she needed to see father and encourage to feed aegons ego before he does something unrational.

gabblet full of wine was thrown. wine was all over the floor, shining in a candle light.

'you forgot i am you legacy. you forgot i can be just like you.'

[ilhliya]

A Fever Named You

ft. baizhu

SYNOPSIS: as a noble born with a frail, sickly body, your life has mostly been constrained to two things; the bitter taste of herbal medicine, and the mutterings of your ancient doctor. that is, however, until the old man passes away, and a charming young doctor takes his place.

wc 820~ can you tell im posting all the old drafts i was too lazy to turn into real stories 😢😢 umm im not really sure how i feel about this one its kind of broken up and weirdly formatted. idk if there should be any warnings. it's not dark but it's kind of obsessive i guess idk??

It begins, as these things often do, with death.

The room smells of sandalwood and dust when they bring in the body. Your doctor, your only consistent companion in this tethered, sickly life, lies wrapped in linen, jaw bound shut with twine. You stare at the still shape as though willing it to breathe. It doesn’t.

The room is suddenly too quiet.

You have outlived him, the old man who kept your lungs from collapsing and your food from coming back up the wrong way. He used to click his tongue every time you said something melodramatic, and scold you when you talk about dying. You try not to think about how your heart aches now that he's the one who left first.

Two days later, the new one arrives.

He doesn’t knock. No one does in this house—people either think you'll be dead, or they have little respect for you. But he walks in with the gall of a man who hasn’t seen you puking up bile at three in the morning. You almost find it funny, wondering how long he can keep that refined confidence.

He’s younger than you expected. Too young. His face was smooth and sharp like porcelain. You think, absurdly, that he looks more like a swordsman than a doctor. His robes are indigo, lined with gold at the collar, and he moves like he’s already decided how this story ends.

"You're the noble?" he asks, and you try not to flinch at how his voice curls like smoke—soft, unhurried, gentle.

"You're late," you say instead of responding, because that's what you're good at: sulking.

He doesn’t apologize. His eyes trail over you like you're a specimen, not a person. A slab of meat in a very expensive robe. His gaze lingers too long on your hands—shaky, thin, always cold.

Then he reaches out. You instinctively pull back, and he blinks at you like you're a particularly difficult puzzle box.

“Let me see your pulse,” he says.

Oh. Right. Doctor.

His fingers are warm. Irritatingly so. When they press against your wrist, you can feel your skin react before your brain catches up. Your heart, that traitorous thing, skips like it’s trying to impress him.

Pathetic.

“What’s your name?” you ask, trying to sound more imperial and less like you're asking someone to write it on your gravestone.

“Bai Zhu.”

-

The days stretch long and dark. Summer simmers outside your curtained windows, but the heat never touches your skin. You start looking forward to the doctor's visits, and he always comes. Always watches you like you’re a riddle he’s close to solving, but doesn’t like the answer to.

He reads your old charts. Your previous doctor’s notes. He frowns at them, calls them quaint. His treatments are different. Strange herbs, bitter concoctions, fingers pressed to pressure points that ache long after he’s gone.

-

You start to dream of him.

Not that kind of dream, not yet. No, in these dreams, he's always looking at you the way he did that first day you met. Cool. Analytical. Curious.

You also start to care more for your appearance when he's around. Trying to look presentable, less like a sick person. He never says anything about it, but his eyes linger longer. You caught him once, when he thought you were asleep—watching your face like he was reading words off your skin. All you can do is hope he thinks you look good, even your most vulnerable.

Obsession blooms slow and ugly in your chest.

You stop pretending not to care.

-

One evening, during the monsoon, the air thick and swollen with thunder, you say to him, “Do you enjoy tending to the dying?”

Bai Zhu doesn’t look up from his notes. “You’re not dying.”

You scoff. “So confident. I could cough up a lung tomorrow.”

“Not if you take the damn tinctures I gave you.”

You want to laugh, but your throat is sore. Instead, you roll your eyes at the ceiling.

“You think you can save me?” you whisper.

Finally, finally, he looks at you. His gaze is dark, jaw clenching slightly. “I think,” he says, slowly, each word being chosen with surgical precision, “you don’t want to be saved, do you? You don't want me to stop coming.”

"... is that right, doctor?"

Bai Zhu turns back to his notes, picking up an ink brush. "You tell me."

-

You had long since realized your own infatuation with him. But have you noticed his quiet obsession, the way it seeps into his care for you, almost like a part of him hopes you don't recover? And have you noticed the way he seems to hesitate when feeding you your medicine, because the more your health improves, the less he'll see you?

Love doesn’t arrive with fanfare. It slinks in like a disease.

You're both already sick.

And the doctor's not looking for a cure.

[boynachi]

susie concept art

heres me experimenting more with the idea of her snout and head being more seperated. it made a very unique shape but i knew it didnt really fit susie.

to the left you can see me drawing ralsei #gamerraging. i still think the scene is very endearing and people tend to overlook it because of le funny weed joke that occurs right after. think about it, ralsei getting *angry*, ralsei getting sincerely upset about something to the point he cant keep the nice boy act much longer, thats SO FRIGGIN CUTE. and by the time you meet up with him again susie already made him feel so comfortable with expressing himself like that sometimes that he was willing to speak in a rather playful manner afterwards, ralsusie is so adorable..

heres me experimenting some more. trying to make her look more cute-ugly.. and on the next page i tried revisiting my very old lazor wulf inspired design ideas for susie.

here i got a pretty good idea of her snout. i really wanted her to have a good imbetween for the squishy bumpy snout and the pointy poky snout. i think the one on the far far left is really cute, and im thinking i could probably play with that specific idea a bit more in my future drawings

heres some more stuff just building off the last page. on the right page i looked back at temmie chang's susie concept art, and it really changed how i percieved her. i'll elaborate later.

for starters, i got a lot more comfortable making her look "cute". the concept art really did it in a way that still emphasizes on her rowdy nature.

and perhaps most importantly, it really introduced me to the idea of susie just being, "normally proportioned"???

i love these so much because everything is "still there", shes still meaty, she has big arms, strong jaw, but nothing quite emphasizes it, you just know.. and juxtaposition makes it even stronger! look at kris' little arms compared to susie's!

my perspective on her became a lot more adoring ever since i made this realization, i always imagined her as this buff, handsome dragon woman, but shes more like a meaty dragon girl. not much different from her friends at all.

and my favorite thing about this is that, this isnt even a design change or anything, i literally just did not interpret the ingame sprites this way, and i missed out on a lot of aspects that made her connect to me more. but now that i see more of her, i feel a lot more "comfortable" with her. i can finally feel like im looking eye-to-eye with her, rather than looking up to her, in a way much more important than just her appearance.

((also kind of unrelated, but this is partially why i dont ship suselle yet, noelle tends to *see* susie as that imposing sexy dragon lady, and doesnt quite know her as well as kris and ralsei do. but there is definitely a lot of potential, they didnt get to really interact much despite all the #yuri moments they get together, so i dont think its IMPOSSIBLE or anything, just very early. im still a firm battle throuple belieber though

back to the art! heres a pretty uneventful excercise, with a concerningly circular ralsei, and a kris with a headentity crisis. i also made a corny joke using popular internet lingo, not proud of that.

heres a better page, as you can see i am less prone to using susie as muscle practice fodder. (though i probably will continue that in other works, shes just fun to work with!)

i have a much more clear idea of what she looks like to me, and you can see all the elements from the older designs coming together.. very fun!

heres susie again, as you can see i have gotten very comfortable because i suddenly started drawing other characters in ways that didnt directly emphasize on her. i drew an ice e on ralsei's skateboard (youre welcome dinkle) and suddenly i felt i needed to draw noelle.

now ironically i think i can do a better job at susie, and that final drawing isnt the best send off for it, but i left with the confidence that i *could* consistently make a better susie, so im happy anyways. im also very tired! i shouldnt be awake right now! you see the sun casting its vibrant light upon my papers? thats the look of a freshly born sunrise!

..,,noele...

i havent much to say here, everything just sort of clicked. her sprite is very coherent already and theres not much about her that she doesnt immediately spill her guts about, so it was kind of easy to guage what exactly i wanted to convey. the only major difference is that i wanted to mess with the idea of her having long eyes. though i think i might want to stick to smaller eyes, since they compliment the long head instead of just walking directly in it's shadow...

8ummmm well thats all lol idk what else to say

i hope to make all sorts of susies in the future and finally include her in some of my ship art because she is so so much more than just the silly nice and mean girl. she can haves kisses. she can haves fluff.... i have so many nice ideas now that i can properly relate to her now!

[zappyhyperfixates]

HEAVY SPOILERS FOR GRIANS VID Sorry about the weird format, this is all from my discord /

||So, I'm going under the mindset that The Society has a connection to the Watchers. One of the first reasons is the fact Grian is a part of it. Yes he knows, so it wouldn't be suprising, but if we think about it from a lore standpoint, he knows as being a watcher he understands the games. But this is surface level, so im going to get into other parts.||

||Okay so, the sound affects. The sound is almost like whispers, and seems to be a similar or maybe even the same sound used by Martyn for the watchers, which connects it further. Bringing Martyn into this, when the noise occurs, the eye from the animation appears.||

||But I want to bring up the number 'two'. Now 'two' is repeated a bunch of times. There are 'two' other team mates, if you lose, it takes 'two' lives. You have to kill 'two' other players by non pvp means. The number 'two' is important. Now heres the key thing, how many Watchers are there, that we know of, aside from Grian. Two. We only know of watcher one and watcher two, so clearly there is a connection, with Grian being the third, like how he was taken to become the third watcher.||

||The part about the 'Duck' being the code word is funny, but im going to be careful with the next ones, as if they start to make refrences to eyes, watching, hearing, or even EVO it will start to help connect them more|| ||Now, the part about 'The Society Is Pleased', reminds me of the watchers, as they want pain. They are plased by the death/pain, they caused. Its also as the Watchers are often sometimes used as a stand in for the audience, and thus, the audience is pleased with the sucess.||

||Now, for the 'You will not be punished', it goes back to EVO I belive? I haven't watched EVO and only know it from info dumps, but if i got something wrong, correct me please. So, from what i know, the watchers would punish the players for doing some things, which this may be connecting too. Then again, i can't go to much into it, im not a EVO fan.||

||They still can't talk about it, which makes me think that if the watchers are the ones doing it, they are trying to keep the players out of the loop of this. But why? I have a small theory. For one reason or another, whether it be the Listeners or the players, the Watchers are not getting enough pain. They need more to feed themselfs and thus, they are now telling the players DIRECTLY to keep making more pain. As the Watchers said in last life "It wasn't enough!". I wonder if the hunger grows the MORE they conusme, almost like it can't end. Also, them doing the team up lead to the cabin core team to fight, which lead to Scar being sad, whcih lets out, you guessed it, more pain. (scar is their punching bag)||

||The last part of this ramble is the small detail that Grian goes to the Watcher symbol (he calls it that too) and takes the Obsiadin to make an encahnter. I feel like this is Grian kinda sitcking it to the man, or at least trying to piss them off for what he had to do||

So, thats all my notes, AS OF NOW. I will keep an eye on Grian to see if there are anymore details.

But overal i find this very, very, interesting. /ref

[xspider-womanx]

✮ title: what a life

✮ summary: its a game of tug and war between alex and fanum. too deep in their feelings and egos too high.

✮ word count: ~4k

✮ authors note: mercury is in microwave again and i have to deal with my shadow work, so i might as well make it fun right? LMAO pls dont think im crazy yall. this is how i cope, my therapist said its healthy

angst, emotional distress, mentions of cheating (verbal), hurt/comfort, toxic love, substance use!

fanum x fem! reader

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the backyard was already packed, alex leaned against the deck, red cup in one hand, blunt in the other. she adjusted the strap on her heel. the dress she wore was just enough, it was a simple silk, deep green, mini dress that was hugging her frame like it was designed with her body in mind.

she was laughing at something duke said about one of the girls at the party being “too friendly with everybody’s man” when she caught the shift in kai’s face. it was quick, but enough to make her look over her shoulder toward the sliding glass door. fanum was standing just inside, leaned back against the counter, drink in hand. his eyes were low, lips parted like he had just said something funny, and the girl next to him, the same girl that appears every-time things get just a little rocky with them, was gripping his arm like she belonged to it.

alex didn’t move right away. she just blinked, slow, and passed the blunt to agent, who was sitting beside her on the deck railing. he took it without a word, eyes following hers toward the kitchen. he already knew what it was.

“that’s the same one, right?” agent asked, barely above the music, his voice low enough not to catch attention but clear enough for her to hear.

“same one,” alex replied, still watching fanum like she was trying to decide if she should say something or just let it burn in her chest a little longer.

agent shook his head, passing the blunt back to her. “you want me to go say something?”

alex let out a small laugh, no humor in it. “nah. that ain’t your place. let him keep performing.”

she took a slow hit and exhaled through her nose, eyes narrowing when she saw the girl lean in close like she was whispering something. fanum didn’t move away. he didn’t even flinch.

“he know i’m here,” she muttered more to herself than anyone else. “he saw me walk in.”

agent gave her a look that said everything. fanum knew exactly what he was doing.

she leaned up, handed agent her drink, and adjusted her dress. “i’ll be right back.”

he didn’t try to stop her, just leaned back and looked the other way, already knowing this wasn’t gonna end soft.

people moved out of her way without realizing they were doing it. that was the thing about alex, she didn’t have to raise her voice or make a scene to shift the energy in the room. it was in her walk, the tilt of her chin, the way her eyes didn’t wander when she was locked in on something.

fanum didn’t see her coming until she was a few steps away. when their eyes met, his smile faltered for half a second, just enough for her to catch it before he straightened back up like nothing happened.

“yo,” he said, voice thick with liquor and pride, “you good?”

she tilted her head, gave him a look that made the girl next to him step back even though alex hadn’t said a word yet.

“i should be asking you that,” she said, her tone calm, way too calm. “you good?”

fanum blinked like he didn’t get the question. “yeah. what’s up with you?”

“nah, i’m just checking,” she said, crossing her arms, weight shifting onto one hip. “since you in here all hugged up like you forgot who you with.”

the girl gave a nervous laugh and tried to speak, but alex didn’t even look at her. “don’t sis. this got nothing to do with you.”

“yo, relax,” fanum said, laughing like this was just some joke she was running too far with. “you wildin’ right now.”

“am i?” alex stepped closer, eyes locked on him. “or you just mad i’m calling out the shit you know you wrong for?”

“it ain’t even like that,” he muttered, lowering his cup. “you always thinking somebody out to embarrass you or something.”

“nah. i think you embarrassed your damn self. you out here letting some girl play in your face like you not in my texts every night telling me how you ‘not ready to lose me.’ that you need me. remember that?” she let the words hang heavy between them, watching the way his jaw tightened, the way his eyes drifted down and then back up like he didn’t want to look at her too long.

“you tryna do this here? in front of everybody?”

“you was doing it in front of everybody,” she snapped back, her voice still low but now with a sharp edge. “i just showed up late to the part.”

he exhaled hard and set his cup down, stepping in closer like he didn’t care who was watching. “you act like you don’t got your little moments too. you be all over the place, acting like i’m supposed to just sit and wait for you to figure out if you fuck with me for real.”

she stared at him, blinking slow. “you deadass right now?”

he shrugged, but it was that defensive shrug. the kind people do when they know they lost the argument but still wanna win. “i’m just saying it go both ways.”

“nah. don’t do that. don’t start trying to flip this on me ‘cause you got caught being thirsty for attention.” her voice dropped to a whisper now, not out of fear, but because what she said next wasn’t for the room. it was for him. “i see you, fanum. all this shit? it’s ego. you let your pride play you every time. you wanna feel wanted so bad, you entertain people you don’t even care about.”

he clenched his jaw again but didn’t say anything. he didn’t have to. the look in his eyes gave it all away. she stepped back, turned like she was gonna walk off, then paused.

“you not even drunk. that’s the craziest part. you sober enough to know exactly what you doing, and you still doing it.”

this time, when she walked off, he didn’t grab her. he just stood there, still leaning on the counter like his knees forgot how to move.

and all around them, nobody said shit. thank god they had NDA’s this time around. messy things like this get people like them in trouble.

alex didn’t rush. she walked like nothing was wrong, like her chest wasn’t tight and her fingers weren’t twitching to grab the nearest bottle and throw it just to feel something crack.

she cut through the crowd without looking at anyone, heels clicking against the wood, eyes fixed ahead. kai called her name once, soft, but she didn’t turn. agent was outside again, smart enough not to follow, smart enough to know she needed space before she exploded.

the sliding door rolled shut behind her, muting the music. she kept walking out the backyard, down the side of the house where the light didn’t quite reach, where the noise got distant and all you could hear was the wind pushing leaves around on the concrete.

she leaned back against the fence, pulled a lighter from her clutch, and relit the blunt like her hands weren’t shaking. one pull.

two. her throat burned, but her chest still felt full.

it wasn’t the girl. she didn’t care about her. didn’t care that she was pretty or loud or trying hard to be seen. it was the principle. the way fanum looked at her like he didn’t owe her the bare minimum. like he ain’t just spend the other night telling alex he felt safe when she was around. like he ain’t just touch her face the other morning and whisper, “you different,” like it meant something.

“yeah, i’m different,” she muttered under her breath, exhaling smoke. “i’m the one who actually gives a fuck.”

she heard the door open again, heavy footsteps this time. he didn’t say nothing right away, just stood there behind her like he didn’t know where to start.

“you always gotta make a scene,” fanum said finally, his voice low, too calm.

alex rolled her eyes before she turned around. “nah. see, you gon’ stop saying that every time you get caught.”

“caught doing what?” he stepped closer, shoulders tense, gold chain swinging when he moved. “i was standing there. talking.”

“you was being messy. and you know it.”

“you made it messy. you walked in like you was ready to violate.”

she laughed, humorless, full of heat. “if you wasn’t doing shit wrong, why you so pressed about how i walked in?”

he didn’t answer, just looked at her like she was making it more complicated than it had to be.

“you always gotta flip it,” she said, voice softer now, pain seeping in behind her words. “you act like i be picking fights for fun. you don’t ever stop and think maybe i’m reacting to the way you make me feel.”

“you be on edge with me all the time. like you waiting on me to fuck up.”

“’cause you always do.” her voice cracked mid-sentence. she cleared her throat fast. “and even when i let shit go, even when i bite my tongue, you keep giving me reasons to not trust you.”

he shook his head, tight. “you act like i’m out here playing you.”

“you are.”

“no, i’m not,” he snapped. “i be fucking up, yeah. but don’t act like you perfect either. you think ‘cause you keep your mouth shut in public that you not moving weird in private?”

alex blinked at him, slow, eyes narrowing. “what the fuck does that even mean?”

“it means you don’t let people in. not really. you be around, but you don’t let me close unless it’s on your time.”

she took a step forward, voice low and full now. “you serious? you tryna throw that back at me like i ain’t been patient with you? like i ain’t been waiting for you to grow the fuck up and show up for me without needing to be begged?”

his hands were at his sides, fists clenched, but he wasn’t yelling. he just looked worn. like the weight of all the shit between them was finally too much to carry.

“i don’t wanna lose you,” he said, barely audible.

she shook her head, eyes shining in the dark. “then stop making it so easy for me to walk away.”

they stood there for a minute, just breathing. no more yelling, no more fast comebacks. the silence wasn’t peaceful. it was heavy, thick, full of everything they didn’t say when it mattered.

he reached out like he was gonna touch her arm, but stopped short. “just don’t leave mad,” he said, his voice softer than before. “i don’t want this to be one of those nights.”

she stared at him like she was trying to decide if he meant that, if he even knew what he wanted. “we already in one of those nights,” she whispered. “you just realizing it late.”

his face dropped a little. he didn’t step back. didn’t speak. she stepped around him, not fast, not dramatic. just enough to let him know she was done for now.

and as she walked back toward the yard, the sound of the party creeping back into focus, she wiped her eyes, she wasn’t going to let anyone know she shed some tears for a man who didn’t deserve it.

[timeslipcamp]

thoughts on episode three

jabberwock here we come!! time for invasions of privacy and workplace frenemies. ren and haru's dynamic is so funny to me and it's one of my favorites to read. i love the jabberwock dudes. let's go!

spoilers through episode 17

not to break my spoiler rule immediately but it is SO apparent now that haru was an entertainer. like the way he teases and talks and just keep going...i can't believe i didn't think he'd be from dionysia sooner. granted i didn't know it was a fuckin nightmare carnival land but whatever

also does he say why jabberwock was in such disrepair? did it get fucked up during the clash?

another underrated dynamic? ren and sho's one sided beef lmao. like cmon dude hes not that scary i promise!! you two would probably vibe!! don't be scared!! there's a timeline out there where i wrote the enemies to lovers slowburn fic for them but alas

what a freak <3

janitor's first appearance!!! actually i feel like we saw him before but whatever i love that mc thinks he's hot hahaha she doesn't comment on good looks very often but i'm glad the janitor did it for her. i remember the first time we saw him i was SO suspicious. honestly i'm still on the fence with where i think his loyalties lie, i can see him being a double agent on either side, but i have no idea. i just know that he's hot and i don't trust him lol

"such a sweet little thing" UGH stop

anyways back to towa. his introduction is so funny dude they really just said "here's a goat man he's gonna eat this flower." 10/10 no notes, they made sure from the get go that we knew towa was a goofball. oh and scary! always a great combo!

ren is really having the worst day of his life every single day, huh? lol i remember the first time i was reading through this chapter i was fucking CRACKING up every time he spoke. poor guy lol

jabberwock dynamics are top tier honestly

i do also really appreciate how chill haru was about us not knowing anything. he's one of the ghouls that are super kind to mc (if a little goofy) but he still takes the time to explain things to her. ugh love that clown

also i believe it was in eset's timeline post that it was mentioned that in english, haru says it took him six months to learn the jabberwock ropes, but in japanese it said HALF A MONTH?? that's honestly insane, but with how hardworking he is i can believe it. he throws himself into everything and i'm sure transferring into jabberwock (that he now sees himself as the sole protector of) was no different

ren you're so funny and you don't even know it

the first sho and subaru meeting (insert elmo fire emoji here) god i fucking LOVE them i'm so interested to see where this dynamic is going to go. we can already see as early as episode two that sho gets fed up with leo and this just echoes it completely. something about his and leo's friendship feels so...forced? like they have to hang out together, not want to or something. idk. feels off feels weird, especially as we can see sho continue to progress towards this righteous vengeance figure while leo stays shady in his tactics. idk idk that's a different post for another time. but sho and subaru interacting is so good

"They're not my biggest fans." what beef does haru have with vagastrom? this is right after mc suggested asking them for a boat. did dionysia and vagastrom have beef in the clash? or was it haru personally? is it because he's friends with romeo?

its also soooo funny that haru says jin won't answer his calls and then we have a dialogue option that essentially says "nah he'll answer for me" like pls 😭

this fox anomaly has not left my brain. ever since we saw it pop up again and have beef with lyca i've been trying to figure out why that symbol on its snout feels so important but im at a complete loss. i even did a whooole deep dive on kitsune mask markings and NOTHING. ZIP. NADA. maybe it's kanji? or a different symbol?? Or it means nothing and it's just a fox and i'm crazy. both things can be true i guess

the whole towa zenji thing is wild too. like we don't find out until later that zenji's a ghost but it still seems like towa can see him. and he's watching him walk away while he's scratching his numbers on the cave walls. are they dates?? i'm still not sold on that but i have zero idea what else it could be ugh

hyde what the HELL does this mean. were they missing???? did you lose the dionysia kids and that's why the house went defunct??? was haru the only one left??? WHAT DO YOU MEAN FOUND THEM?? WHAT DO YOU MEAN USE

this is from the prologue, when nicolas answered a phone call before we ditched him. so this was the dionysia students?? HOW DO YOU LOSE STUDENTS

god the clash and everything that happened after still drives me crazy with the possibilities. either they ran away to avoid punishment or they were running from something else. or! fun tinhat option! haku's flute scattered them!

anyways back to episode 3

"no i wont, i'm a legend!" me before doing anything stupid ever. towa is so funny i love that this episode is really where we start to hear him talk. also this totally slipped by me the first time but towa 100% caught mc with the water. he can manipulate the ocean water too. hes so STRONG god his powers drive me insane

another thing that drives me insane is leo looking into why everyone else made their pacts because honestly i would be doing that EXACT same thing ugh i'm so nosey. leo's focus on pacts and making bets with sho is so interesting to me and i feel like there's something there. but i don't know what yet. i'm leaning towards a couple ideas but i can save that for a different post, we're talking about episode three right now. love the sho cameos though hi bby

ren's one sided beef with sho will never not be funny

also LOVE that jabberwock gets so dark and cold while towa isn't there, like he's directly tied to the weather of that place. sooo fascinating i can't wait until we can find out what his deal is

"hi haru, it's me the hot janitor that's your biggest fan. you've been asleep but don't worry i've been watching over you. you're such a good tamer and strong but you need to take care of yourself, yeah? want an apple? oh btw towa and mc have been missing for a day"

I STILL WANT TO KNOW WHAT RENS DEAL WITH THE OCEAN IS it has literally been bugging me since i first read this story. i think it was a water demon. OR! OR. or. an accident in the water and he got desperate and accidentally made a pact. ugh ren you drive me crazy I NEED TO KNOW

haru is so fucking funny dude. between this and telling jiro not to do drugs in ep 17 what kind of life was he living before darkwick???

"did you seriously just slap my ass? that's harassment!" - "probably." jabberwock continues to be funny as hell. this episode also really feels like a really good balance between the mystery of the anomaly, solving it, and character moments. the mystery lasted all the way through and wasn't like, 30 seconds of the episode like in ep 17 lmao. no shade because every show needs a beach episode but this one combines it all really well

it feels really deliberate the way towa has to do things this episode. he asks if we need help, he asks haru if he can do this, etc. why does he need permission first? that being said his whirlpool is terrifying lmao i love this freak

still thinking about ren--how poetic would it be if he became a ghoul because he lost someone at sea and then the artifact that chose him is a life raft :')

haru thanking mc at the end is so sweet dude like YES encourage her!! she's doing great!! she's helping!! i love that all of them were literally like "no the kraken and the baby disappeared idk what you're talking about." comrades 🤝

episode three is such a good episode. love the hints we get about ren and towa, LOVE haru just in general, the jabberwock part of campus is gorgeous--just a fantastic episode in general. 10/10 no notes.

well. a lot of notes. this is a long post lmao

onto episode four! asks and dms always open

[crazylittlejester]

jes i have drunken water while i am sick are you proud of me

anyways. how tall do you think each link is?

im very proud :) make sure you keep doing that and get plenty of rest :)

and i feel like my height headcanons kinda change from time to time but at least for today:

Time: LU specifically, 5’9. Biblically accurate OOT Link, 5’5. and Mask is 4’10. He was a lot more mad about his height in his youth but now he couldn’t care less. Though he does think it’s hilarious he’s taller than Wars and will subtly rub that in his face in a very little shit kinda way, but its so subtle the others never really pick up on it. Like he’ll see Warriors reaching for something on a shelf and grab it for him even though he literally isn’t that much taller, and he takes joy in seeing the burning rage in the captain’s eyes. But Wars can’t yell at him because hes “just being nice”

Wars: 5’6 but he will LIE to you and say 5’8. Absolutely has thick ass soles on those boots to make him taller. He also refuses to admit he’s shorter than Twilight, like REFUSES

Twilight: 5’7/5’8, but he’s too nice to call Wars out on his bullshit because he’s noticeably taller and if he’s just barely 5’8 theres no way in hell Wars is. He used to be a little sad he never grew taller but he has other worries about his appearance that bother him far more than his height

Sky: 5’4, and he doesn’t deny it because frankly he doesn’t care. He killed Demise and now he’s on another quest, he doesn’t have time to be insecure about his height /j

Hyrule: 5’1 ish, and he’s just so oblivious to this fact. Like he knows people are taller than him but he doesn’t care and he also doesn’t know how tall he is off the top of his head

Legend: 5’0, and denies this. He’s the kid at school who always has platform and boots on. Unlike Warriors he doesn’t try to hide the fact he’s wearing big boots, but he does hide the face hes only 5’0

Wild: 5’2, and he couldn’t care less honestly, like yeah he’s short and has to look up to most people to talk to them but that doesn’t bother him he’s never not once been like “aw man… I’m short… /neg” its always been like “HEHE I CAN FIT IN THIS VERY SMALL CRACK”. He’s the kid who fit himself in the school lockers

Four: 4’4 because it’s funny to me. He’s not even mad about it, he actually thinks the others are disturbingly tall and its unnerving

Wind: Not QUITE 5’2 yet but he’s growin’ and FAST. He’ll reach 5’6 or 5’7 one day, and Wars will fall to the ground and sob

I am a FIRM believer that they are all short as hell. None of them are close to 6’0 and most of them are fine with this akskdkkddm

[crucifiedfaerie]

Nicotine Stains | Pt. 2 ༉₊˚✧

Modern!Kylo x Fem!Reader AU

➴ Summary: As your relationship with Kylo grows behind closed doors, so does your worry and confusion about what exactly you are to him.

➴ Part One

➴ Word Count: 5.2k

➴ Warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, dom!kylo, modern!delinquent!kylo au, smoking, swearing, quite a bit of angst, kylo is a stupid man who doesn't know how real relationships work apparently, he also doesn't know what communication is, reader is in her head about it, mutual pining, finnpoe my loves make an appearance (its canon to me idgaf), fluff, kinda hurt with comfort, SMUT (unprotected PiV sex, car sex, softdom!kylo, kinda breeding kink ?? oops), typos probably

➴ Taglist: ( @enviedear @capitanostella @teapartydreams @beautifulbluejay @mochiseni )

A/N: im alive !!!!! holy shit i promised this would be out in like november. oops. the writers block has been so real im sorry. now that i have this out though, chapter two of growing pains will be coming next !! i promise i didn't abandon that.... anyways i hope you enjoy !!

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You impatiently sat, knees tucked beneath you and head resting on the back of your family’s couch so you could look out the window. The men in your life had been away for a week and a half, and while you couldn't deny having Finn out of your hair for once was like a peaceful vacation in itself, you missed Kylo like crazy. Having to look at his sleek, black Charger parked in front of your house every time you looked out of your window didn't necessarily help either.

When he told you Finn had asked him to tag along on their annual camping trip, you couldn't help but laugh. The image of Kylo trying to fit his tall, broad frame into a tiny shared tent with your father and brother was too hilarious to you.

"What’s so funny, kid?" He had laughed back at you.

Usually, Poe was the one to go on those trips with your brother and father, but with him away at pilot school, Finn had been lonely recently. He wasn't expecting himself to take it so hard, but gods did he miss Poe. Despite missing Kylo, you were glad he agreed to go and keep Finn company. Your father, of course, was also overjoyed to hear that Kylo would be joining.

Your eyes lit up as your father's beat-up car pulled into the driveway. You watched as they unpacked the car and exchanged words you couldn't hear before Kylo parted ways and headed to his car with his bag hanging off his shoulder. When he reached the driver's side door, he noticed you in the window and gave you a subtle wink before getting into the Charger and pulling away. 

Part of you was expecting... hoping for him to come in, but you should have known he wouldn't. It's not like your family knew of your weird relationship that had been blossoming for the past month. You couldn't help but still feel a little disappointed, you hoped maybe he would have just said fuck it and come in and kissed you. Maybe he didn't miss you as much as you had missed him? Your heart sank at the idea. 

The mixed signals Kylo had been giving you were starting to give you whiplash. One minute he would be in your room treating you like you're the only person in the world who matters to him, and the next he'd be standing in the kitchen talking to Finn or your mother, not even giving you so much as a glance. 

The thought of asking him about what exactly the two of you were honestly made you wanna die. You didn't want to come off as clingy and ruin whatever it was you had, but the twinge of hurt that came with every time he ignored your presence was starting to become… too much. 

You sighed and walked upstairs to your room, feeling defeated. You practically collapsed in your chair before putting on your headphones and starting on some schoolwork, attempting to think about anything but Kylo. 

A thump muffled by the music in your ears broke you from your calculus-induced trance. When you turned around in your chair you were met with Kylo on your bedroom floor, who you assumed had just fallen through your window. You giggled at him, pulling your headphones down to rest around your neck. 

He groaned before sitting up and smiling at you. "I meant to do that." 

"Sure." You laughed, getting out of your seat to join him on the floor.

Kylo leaned against the wall, pulling you into his lap. He gave you a quick kiss before pulling away and looking down at you with those pretty brown eyes you can never seem to get enough of these days. "I leave for nearly two weeks to go into the middle of nowhere, and I can't even get a text from my girl when I get home?" He asked, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

You felt the warmth creep across your cheeks at the way he called you his. "I got carried away with homework, I didn't even realize what time it was." You glanced at the window behind him, noticing the dark indigo hue of the sky.

Kylo smiled, peppering small kisses down your jaw. "What were you listening to?" He lightly tapped your headphones with his long fingers. You took them off before carefully placing them over his ears. "Chevelle? I see my good taste continues to rub off on you kid." He grinned.

"Don't be so full of yourself. My dad loves Chevelle, I got it from him." You laughed, taking the headphones from him and tossing them into your chair. Kylo smiled before standing up, taking you with him, and setting you on your bed gently. His kiss was needy, and he slowly pushed you backward until you were lying down.

He pulled away, out of breath slightly. "Do you know how much I missed this? You were on my mind every night I was there... I couldn't even jack off because we were in that stupid tent..." He paused, shutting his eyes. "You didn't hear that." 

You giggled. "You jerk off thinking about me? Are you obsessed with me or something?"

Kylo laughed, rolling his eyes. "You idiot." He attacked your face with kisses that tickled, causing you to let out a half scream. "Shhh kid, your mom's gonna think you're being murdered up here." 

As if he had summoned her, you heard a knock at your bedroom door. Kylo quickly stood up from your bed, rushing over to your closet and maneuvering himself inside before shutting the door quietly.

You shook your head at him, stifling a laugh and taking your seat back at your desk, pretending to look like you were doing something. "You can come in." 

Your mother opened the door with a soft creak. "Were you talking to someone?"

You quickly fabricated a lie. "I was just on the phone with a friend from my class." 

Your mom nodded, briefly glancing around your room. "I actually came up here to tell you to ask Kylo if he's coming to dinner on Friday. I meant to ask when they came home earlier, but he left so fast I missed him." 

Your hands felt sweaty. Why would she ask you to ask him? Did she know? "Why wouldn't you ask Finn to talk to Kylo?" 

She leaned on the doorframe slightly. "Well he's been driving you to and from class a lot recently, just ask him for me tomorrow would you? And you better make sure to thank that boy for driving you around! It's very nice of him."

It took everything in you to hold back the laugh that threatened to surface. You just knew Kylo was doing the same. "Yeah, I'll ask him." You had almost forgotten you had class in the morning. Fuck.

"Thank you. Goodnight, I love you." She began to shut your door. "Remember. Tell him thank you." 

"Yeah, yeah. Goodnight, I love you." You laughed as you listened to her footsteps disappear down the hall.

You leaned forward in your chair to open your closet door. Kylo chuckled softly. "Is there something you needed to say to me?... Sorry, I couldn't hear the conversation very well with this door in the way." He smirked, taking a step towards you. 

"Oh shut up." You smiled back at him. 

He pulled you closer to him, wrapping his long arms around you. Your face pressed into his shirt, the smell of blackberries and pomelo from his cologne filling your senses. "It's fine, you can thank me in different ways." He whispered into the top of your head.

You giggled nervously, feeling your face get hot again. "Yeah?"

Kylo took your face into his hands and leaned back as if to study you. "Yeah..." He smirked. "But not tonight, you have class tomorrow, remember?" He kissed you again before letting you go and making his way towards your window. 

You groaned at him. "Why not just stay the night?" You asked sweetly, following him.

He smiled down at you with adoration. "What, so we both wake up late and you miss your class? Your parents would hate me." Kylo smirked

My mother and father could never hate you, stupid.

"Fine." You sighed, not having the courage to argue.

He leaned down and kissed you again, deeper this time. "I'll see you in the morning, okay?" 

"Okay." You said it so quietly you weren't sure if he even heard it. He ducked out of your window, shutting it quietly. You watched as he climbed down and went to his car in the darkness. Once his tail lights had disappeared at the end of your street, you collapsed onto your bed, allowing your body to succumb to sleep and silence your racing mind. 

Friday afternoon, you sat at the table in your overly warm kitchen, trying to finish some classwork as your mother cooked. The sound of the doorbell made your heart leap out of your chest. You'd been anticipating today all week and while you were hoping it was Kylo at the door, a part of you was also hoping he'd show up late so you wouldn't have to endure getting ignored by him so much.

You heard your dad open the door. "Hi Son, what a pleasant surprise!" You felt your palms get clammy. "Finn! Come down here!" Your father shouted up the stairs. You craned your neck to look around the corner and see who it was, hearing Finn's quick footsteps as he made his way down the steps. 

It was Poe. He stood in the foyer, dressed nicely but still wearing that worn, brown leather jacket he always wore. He held a bouquet of orange and white lilies. You smiled, those were Finn's favorite. 

"Poe!" Finn nearly knocked Poe over with how quickly he hugged him. "You said you wouldn't be back until summer!" 

Poe wrapped his arms around him, laughing. "You know I had to surprise you." He pressed a kiss to Finn's forehead. "Hey, don't crush the flowers, they barely made it on the trip down here." 

Finn pulled away, beaming at him. He took the flowers into his hands before kissing Poe.

You looked at your mother, who was grinning almost as wide as Finn was. "Aren't they just adorable? When you find someone, they better treat you as good as Poe treats Finn." She smiled at you. You gave her a weak smile back and nodded, looking back at the textbook in front of you. 

You couldn't help but wish Kylo would do that. Showing up at your door with flowers, instead of sneaking through your window no later than 11 pm to smoke weed and fuck. It wasn't like your parents wouldn't approve of him... they have always adored Kylo for no reason at all. You attempted to focus on the pages in front of you, it was ridiculous to dwell so deeply on a man you weren't even actually sure was yours.

Kylo showed up fashionably late of course. Your mother beamed at the sight of him standing in the entryway. "Kylo honey, I was worried you weren't going to come. Go ahead and sit." 

He smiled sweetly at her. "You know I wouldn't miss your wonderful cooking for anything." To your surprise, he took the seat right beside you, something he never does when he's over for dinner. 

Other than small glances, Kylo did not acknowledge your presence at the beginning of dinner. He mostly caught up with Poe and talked cars with your father. As you picked at the food on your plate, you felt a large, warm hand rest on your thigh. When you turned your head to look up at Kylo, he seemed unphased, deep in conversation with Poe.

"How is pilot school treating you, man?" Kylo asked, his one hand inching further up your thigh as he took a bite from his fork with the other hand. 

You felt warmth creep across your cheeks as you clenched your thighs together, causing his grip on you to tighten slightly.

He cannot possibly be serious? The fucking dinner table?

You looked at him again, chewing on the inside of your mouth and attempting to relax as much as you could. Kylo glanced down at you briefly, a sly smirk playing at his lips and his pupils large. He turned back to his conversation with Poe as he inched his long fingers underneath your skirt, brushing them against your clothed cunt.

You felt a moan threaten to escape your lips so you pretended to clear your throat, causing Kylo to fight back a grin. He was enjoying this way too much... This was all too much. You quickly grabbed his hand in an attempt to keep him from going any further. Thank god for your mother's tablecloth or everyone would have seen what was happening. 

You weren't sure what it was, maybe the obvious flush on your face, but your mother had noticed something was up. "Is something wrong sweetheart?" 

You tried to think of something, anything reasonable to say but your brain felt so foggy. 

Oh you know, Finn's best friend and so-called 'angel' in your eyes is playing with my cunt under the dinner table but doesn't have the decency to take me out on a date, no biggie.

"I'm fine, it's just really hot in here." You managed to get out, fiddling with the neck of your sweater. Kylo had removed his hand which was now resting on your knee. You sighed, silently thanking the gods of every pantheon you could think of. Moaning in front of your entire family at dinner wasn't exactly ideal. Despite the wetness growing in your panties, you wanted nothing more than to strangle him right there.

The rest of dinner was a blur, and at some point, Finn, Poe, and Kylo had disappeared to the basement, most likely to drink and play video games. This allowed you to sneak away to your room, the noise from the TV downstairs dissipating into a soft murmur as you shut your bedroom door behind you.

-

"FINN! I'm getting obliterated over here and you're on the other side of the map fucking around!" 

"I'm literally almost there calm down!" 

Kylo sat on the couch, listening as Finn and Poe bickered over the game they were playing, loud gunshots and explosions emanating from the television as Poe was, in fact, being obliterated. 

His knee bounced up and down nervously. As much as he enjoyed seeing Poe again and playing video games like old times, all Kylo could think about was seeing you again. 

You had seemed a little off today, did he do something wrong?

He pulled his phone out of his pocket, taking a few minutes to type, delete, and retype his message to you, finally deciding on something lighthearted. 

Kylo: where'd you disappear to kid? you're missing out on some riveting gameplay down here.

The blue glow of his screen illuminated in his hands a few minutes later, and he felt a wave of excitement course through his body when he saw that you had responded. 

♡: i forgot i had a paper i needed to finish.

Kylo frowned at his phone, it was 9:30 pm on a Friday. Surely he had done something to upset you. He sighed before trying to formulate another text to send back to you.

Finn’s voice pulled him from his anxious thoughts. “There are more beers in the garage, I’ll be right back.” Kylo watched as he kissed Poe quickly before sprinting up the stairs.

“So,” Poe started, leaning closer with a grin on his face. “Any new girls or are you still fixated on your best friend's sister?” 

Kylo groaned, knowing this would come up. “That was in middle school, I wouldn’t have told you then had I known now you’d still be bringing this up years later.” He laughed nervously.

“Don’t fucking lie to me, Ren.” Poe laughed. “Elementary, middle, high school… Hell, four months ago before I left, you were talking about her.” He shoved a handful of popcorn into his mouth before continuing. “I don’t know why you won’t just go for it. Their parents already love you, I don’t think it’ll be a big deal like you think it will be.”

“You don’t get it Poe, they like me as Finn’s friend. She’s in college and I have nothing ahead of me except a court date for a speeding ticket next week. But if you must know, we’ve been… talking and hanging out for the past month and I’m pretty sure I’ve already made her mad at me so… yeah.” Kylo said tiresomely. 

Poe’s eyes lit up. “What the hell dude? Were you just not going to tell me-”

“We got lucky, there was only three left.” Their conversation was cut short, to Kylo’s relief, by Finn coming down the stairs holding three crisp cans of beer, the condensation leaving a damp mark on the front of his shirt.

“I was actually about to head home.” Kylo said, standing from the old, sunken couch. 

Finn groaned in protest, setting the cans on the water-stained coffee table. “Just stay for another game or two, I’ll let you take my spot.” 

“Yeah, just another game or two.” Poe chimed in, his eyes wide, silently pleading with him to stay in hopes Kylo would tell him more. 

“Sorry guys, I’m just really tired tonight.” Kylo shot Poe a look. “I’m coming back over tomorrow.” With Finn’s back turned momentarily, he took the opportunity to mouth “Drop it.”

“Fine, but no flaking out on us or we will drag you out of your home.” Finn smirked.

Kylo nodded in agreement, laughing slightly, before making his way up the stairs into the kitchen. Your parents had already gone to bed, the refrigerator humming and ticking clock being the only noise that filled the quiet darkness. 

He silently made his way up the stairs to your room, taking a breath once he reached your door before opening it slowly. Once inside, he noticed your empty desk chair and your computer which cast a soft glow on you, lying face first on your bed. You turned your head to look at him.

"Making really great progress on that paper I see." He smirked at you, that stupid smirk you love to hate and hate to love. 

"I'm tired." That was all you could manage to say to him. After his stunt at the dinner table and his general behavior in the past month, you honestly wanted nothing more than for him to just go away.

“What's wrong pretty girl?” Kylo’s voice was soft and sweet like honey. You felt the bed dip beside you and two strong arms wrap around you. “Are you mad at me for dinner? I-” 

You sat straight up to look at him, causing him to stand up from your bed. “Yes! Yes, I’m mad at you for dinner.” You shouted at him, as much as a whisper would allow you to. “You don't even have the decency to come through the front door most times, and when you do, you act like I don't exist. I don't understand you, if I had known I'd just be a fuck buddy to you I wouldn't have given you my virginity in the first place.”

For a few moments, Kylo stared at you. He looked surprised but there was a softness and concern in his eyes. “That isn't all you are to me, I promise… I just... feel like I'm not good enough for you sometimes.” 

You sighed, collapsing back into your pillows. Your capacity to care or argue with him was spent. “I wish you had figured that out before you invited me out onto the roof to smoke with you.” 

The room was quiet for a few moments before you heard the sound of your window opening and closing. He left your house wordlessly, with nothing but dead silence left in his wake. 

You felt hot tears sting at the corners of your eyes, regretting nothing more than ever allowing Kylo to get close to you. 

Asshole.

You hadn't realized you’d fallen asleep until you were woken up to the sound of your phone ringing. Lifting your head from your tear-soaked pillow, you tried to adjust your eyes to the brightness of your phone to see who was calling you so late.

Kylo.

You nearly groaned, debating whether or not it was a better idea to just ignore him. You ultimately decided against your better judgment.

“What do you want?” You spoke sleepily into the phone.

“Just come down here for a moment.”

You got up and looked out your window. Kylo stood in front of your house, leaning against his car with his phone pressed against his face. “No.” You were about to hang up on him before you heard his voice again.

“You can hate me, that's fine. I just want to show you one thing.” There was a quick desperation to his voice. “Please.”

“Fine.” You sighed, hanging up the phone before slipping your shoes on quickly and opening your window. Once on your roof, you had wished you’d grabbed a jacket. The cold, midnight air nipped at your exposed arms, causing you to shiver. 

You climbed down your mother's trellis, taking extra care not to crush any of the vines that would bloom beautifully in the spring. 

You felt the frozen dew from the grass brush across your ankles as you made your way to Kylo’s car and watched as he opened the passenger side door for you. The warmth of the car interior enveloped you as you sat down, and once fully inside, he shut your door before practically running around his car to his side. 

He pulled away from your house with a roar from his engine, and you hoped your parents didn't hear it. 

“Where are we going?” You asked unamused. 

“Somewhere I like to go when I want to be alone... I think you’ll like it.” Kylo said softly, glancing at you once before focusing on the road again. 

You sighed, watching as he pulled onto a backroad. The canopy of trees shaded the car from the moonlight, only the glow of the radio dimly illuminating the interior. 

“You really shouldn't have, you know… Taking me somewhere nice like the forest before murdering me.” You said sarcastically.

Kylo laughed. “Where else would I dispose of the body? Suburbs are much too populated.” He joked, reaching for his cigarettes before offering one to you. 

You tried to hide the smirk that played on your lips, hating how easily he could make you laugh. You accepted the cigarette, watching as the trees cleared to reveal a moonlit lake. 

Kylo put the charger in park, before turning in his seat to face you. “I’m sorry I've treated you the way I have this past month.” He reached up to light your cigarette for you, not breaking eye contact. He ignited his own, taking a few puffs before continuing. “I've always been so scared of not being good enough for you or living up to your family's standards… and now I've allowed my fears to hurt you. But I can assure you you're way more than just a quick fuck to me, I can't apologize enough for making you feel that way.” 

You watched as Kylo reached into his back seat for something, retrieving a stack of small notes and colored paper. He smiled nervously before handing them to you. 

As you flipped through them in silence, you tried to make sense of what you were looking at. In the stack were dozens of notes and cards all in his handwriting, some more recent and some that seemed to have been written by a much younger Kylo. You looked up at him, no longer able to hide the smile on your face. 

“I would write them and always get way too nervous to give them to you… but I kept them anyway.” Kylo said nervously, speaking quickly. “I've liked you since we were children, Poe always-”

You cut him off with a kiss, his warm lips immediately melting into yours as he kissed back with need and desire. Kylo extinguished his cigarette in his car's ashtray before traveling his hands up to hold your face.

After a few minutes, he pulled away, allowing you both to catch your breath. Still cradling your face in his hands, Kylo looked at you with a gaze so soft, that you thought you'd melt into a puddle on the floor of his Charger. 

He spoke softly. “Be my girlfriend. Say you'll be mine and my fears will be far behind me, I promise.” 

You beamed at him, nodding quickly. “I'm yours.”

Kylo’s lips connected with yours once again and he kissed you feverishly. He reached down to fiddle with something before his seat extended back with a dull thump. Without ever breaking the kiss, Kylo pulled you with him to the backseat, laying you down so he was hovering above you. 

You quickly fumbled with his belt, trying to blindly undo the clasp. He brushed your hands away, kissing his way down your now trembling body and stopping just above the waistband of your pants. Hooking his fingers into them, he quickly and expertly removed both your pants and underwear in one go, exposing your bare cunt to the cool air of his car. You watched as he threw your clothes somewhere into the dark void that was the front seat. 

You whined, pushing your thighs together for warmth and friction, which Kylo promptly used his strong hands to open again. “Not so fast, my little star. I wanna take my time with you tonight.” He smirked up at you. 

Half-kneeling on the floorboard of the car, Kylo peppered kisses up and down your inner thigh, causing you to shiver in his grasp. After what felt like eons of teasing, he finally placed a kiss just below your pubic bone before licking a stripe up your slit. 

You moaned, tangling your fingers into his long, dark locks as he began to feast on you. Your body felt full of electricity as if you were going to spark and short circuit at any moment. 

He was unrelenting with his tongue, and you felt yourself nearing your climax. “Kylo!” You whined desperately. 

“Hm? What is it, pretty girl?” He mumbled against you, not faltering once in his attack on your now very sensitive clit. 

“You’re g-gonna make me cum already, stop.” You breathed out. 

You could feel him smirk against your heat. “That's fine. Go ahead, cum for me.” He hummed.

Your head felt light and your body electric as you came, your vision blurring as you rode your high on his tongue. You only noticed he had stopped when you came to and saw him wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, his dark hair messy and pupils blown with lust. 

“You taste so fucking good.” He breathed as he undid his belt, “I can't believe I waited a month to do that.” 

Laughing weakly, your head still fuzzy from your high, you admired him as he pulled his t-shirt over his head, exposing his pale chest littered with beauty marks. He looked so angelic the way the moon behind him cast his frame in an almost halo-like glow. You watched as he freed his erect cock from the tight confines of his jeans. 

Kylo kissed you as he lined himself up with your entrance, pausing momentarily to hold the side of your face in his hand and smile at you with adoration. “I wish you could see how pretty you look right now… How pretty you always look.”

You whined, still unable to form a coherent sentence and wrapping your arms around his broad frame. You felt him push his cock inside you slowly, and he watched as your eyes rolled back into your skull in pleasure. 

You moaned into the crook of his neck as he began to move, thrusting into you gently. His hand traveled up your shirt to cup your breast while he used the other to keep the back of your head from hitting the door handle. 

Kylo’s pace quickened, hitting that sensitive bundle of nerves deep inside you with every thrust. “You’re gonna m-make me cum again, you f-feel too good.” You breathed.

“I’m not gonna stop you, baby. Cum on my cock as many times as you need.” He smiled down at you, slightly out of breath as he neared his own climax. 

You came undone beneath him for the second time that night, loudly moaning his name and whatever expletives your brain thought of first, not having to worry about the possibility of waking your entire family as you both bathed in the moonlight that slipped through the now foggy windows of Kylo’s Charger. 

“Hm- Fuck I’m gonna cum.” Kylo moaned into your ear. 

“Please cum in m-me. I love you.” You whined. Your mind was so foggy from cumming twice that you had lost your inhibition completely and it took you a moment to realize what you just said to him.

You didn’t have much time, however, to worry about it for too long as Kylo let out a moan you had never heard from him before, a sound of need and desperation. “Fuck- Fuck! I love you too.”  He came to a halt deep inside you, before filling you with his cum. 

He breathed heavily on top of you, staring down at you with shock and adoration. “I love you too.” He repeated, completely out of breath. When he pulled out, you felt his cum drip down your thigh as he quickly retrieved his shirt from the darkness of the floorboard to clean you up. 

Kylo peppered kisses up and down your body before pulling you into his lap to hold you in his arms, and you watched as he lazily drew a heart in the condensation that had collected on the window. You smiled and rested your head on his shoulder, thinking only of how comfortable you felt in his presence. 

You didn’t get home until 4 am and slept through most of the morning. You awoke to your father yelling at you from downstairs saying something about how there was somebody there to see you. Confused and still tired, you wiped the sleep out of your eyes as you made your way to the stairs. 

You stopped in your tracks at the top of the steps. Kylo standing in your foyer waiting for you was the last thing you expected. He had cleaned up nicely, trading his usual rotation of black band tees for a nice, dark button-up, and in his hands he held a bouquet of pink lilies. He smiled nervously up at you.

“Hi?” You beamed at him, laughing slightly.

“Hi,” Kylo smirked, looking down the hall towards the kitchen, where your dad had disappeared to, before continuing in a lower tone only you could hear. “I thought I’d try the front door this time.”

[aquamarinebich]

Okay so im gonna just throw randomly my thoughts on sm6 while rewatching it cuz why not, I was doing the same thing for hazbin hotel so why not spooky month too?

So yeah, SPOOKY MONTH 6 SPOILERS WARNING‼️

Ok im just gonna say: that starting scene with thieves was kinda funny. Also rewatching it, im starting to suspect that this giant spider thing in Lilas attic have her husbands soul, IDK WHY, I JUST FEEL LIKE IT, it just looks so important, it even appeared twice in the ep: in the begining n in the end.

Also ARE WE JUST GONNA IGNORE HOW JAUNE CALLED LILA "HOT STUFF"??? WHILE HAVING A HUSBAND?????? A HUSBAND THAT SITTING NEARBY HER WHEN SHE SAYING THAT???????? ARE THEY IN A POLY RELATIONSHIPS HOLY FUCKING SHIT????????????? IM EVEN MORE INTRIGED NOW

Okay so Skid does know and remember his dad, I just was thinking that his father left/died when Skid still wasnt born or when he was very little so Skid doesnt even know that he had a father, but no he does remember his dad, so that means he presented for quite long time in Skids life.

Also im really suprised how big Pumps house is, well i mean— he said that his parents work alot so ig i shouldnt be suprised-

Poor Ignacio just wants some peace– *watched the ep a lil longer* Oh hes kinda fucked up actually---

Also for some reason i find kinda interesting that Ross n Rob were kinda comforting Roy every time they were on the screen like "We're here for you, Roy" etc etc, so im thinking maybe something bad happened to Roy? I mean he looked kinda frustrated n angry, so maybe somethng between him n his parents?

Okay but can we talk about how Moloch look so much more scarier than before?

Okay so--- get ready for my rambleling bout my boy Dexter-- HE LIVED WITH HIS MOM N ALOT OF CATS😭😭😭 N HIS MOMS PURE GRIEF BOUT HER LOSS WAS GENIUNALY SO SAD TO WITNESS 😭😭😭😭

Okay so looking at Skids impression when Father Gregor asked him bout his father-- yeah i think his dad actually died---- but i can be wrong ofc

Okay- im sorry but-- why does Kevin n Radfords interactions make them look like a couple--- I AM SORRY BUT----

Also the way Father Gregor gave Kevin holy water was really funny to me, it was like: "You know these children?? Yeaahhhh i feel bad for u, kid. Here have some holy water, just in case...." ALSO the fact that ppl started coming in the store ONLY after Radford sprinkled holy water in it-- DOES THAT MEAN THAT THERE WERE DEMONS IN IT THAT WERE KEEPING PPL AWAY???

Dont mind me guys, im just a little crying :')

Okay but the way how Skid n Pump were SO exited to see Moloch again was really funny n cute at the same time

Okay... This is the part when i literally teared up. I know it was just Moloch trying to fool Father Gregor to give him kids but idk.... It still made me tear up for some reason, and i even know the reason: i just miss Dexter so much n i didnt expect him to appear so much times in this ep, I just think hes a precious boy who deserved better. I KNOW THAT HE WAS KILLING ANIMALS N I DONT APPROVE THAT AT ALL, but hes still a sweetie idfc.

Also why would Patty need a gun so immediatly?..

Also that part when Moloch were wandering around the town n Father n spooky bois were trying to catch him was so funny and entertaining

Poor Pelo got ooffed again. Press F.

AND OMG THIS PART WHEN MOLOCH POSSESED SKID N PUMPS BODIES AND THE FATHER EXORCISMS THEM WAS SOOOO COOL, I DONT EVEN KNOW WHY, I THINK I JUST HAVE A THING FOR DEMONS N EXORCISM.

And this is the part where i actually cried alot. Poor Skid doesnt know that its not his fault at all.. Also even if Father Gregors words were kinda mean, that Lila is irresponsible mother, I cant disagree with them. Yes, she is an alone mother, but it doesnt give her permission to just leave her child to himself n his friend n go drink n then spent time w her child drunk. Yeah i know, that she leaves him to mr Wonder n Susie, but lets be honest, were here even a single time when the kids didnt just leave the house n cause problem? No. So i think the Fathers words are make perfect sense, n Lila should think bout it. Also a lil thing i just thought bout, why would Lila throw away her husbands stuff? If he actually died why would she do this? Or hes not dead n he just left for some reason? Idk

Also OMFG THAT OOGA BOOGA JUMPSCARE GOT ME SO FUCKING GOOD, I WASNT READY FOR AT ALL

and so ummm i think thats it. It took me 1 hour to write this lol.

[thepepsislvt]

I CAN'T KEEP LIVING IN THIS CRUEL COLD CARLOS-LESS WORLD CAPCOM PLEASE BRING HIM BACK TO ME AND MY LIFE IS YOURS

anw im here back on my bullshit, I am currently writing an ask I have but I am getting there trust me it will be out sooon (Probably later not even gonna lie its my day off)

have some cuddly carlos headcannons <3

pre RE3

warnings: fluffy, this is literally right before re3 so there are in-fact zombies but none actually appear in here

On the rare occasion where both of you are free on the same day, he wants to make the most out of it, even if you do nothing all day

With that being said, this man wanna stay in bed and cuddle you all damn day

He is used to waking up at least a couple hours earlier than you to get his gear together for the day.

He would wake you up right before he leaves for the day to say his goodbyes and I love yous and then giving you a kiss on your head as your still mostly asleep self responds

So on days where he doesn't need to report to the U.B.C.S. is the days he cherishes most

His internal body alarm still wakes him up at his usual time until he realizes that he doesn't need to leave your side today

He will pull your sleeping body closer to him and snuggle his face in the top of your head and go back to sleep in about 2.8 seconds

When you finally wake up, he can almost hear your eyelids open and wakes up himself.

He wraps himself around you even more to the point he might as well lay on top of you

(which he in fact does later)

If you have to go to the bathroom, you better be able to hold it in because this man will not let go until he is ready

and when he is ready it usually 45 min to an hour

You can try and persuade him, but just know a lot of it will go in one ear and out the other

when you finally get up to go to the bathroom he usually gets up while your in there and stands by the door waiting for you to finish

most of the day is consumed by him lounging with you and staying by your side all day

imagine you guys are laying in bed while you watch tv or something its really just there for background noise

this man is fully on top of you

like not even kidding

this man is laying his full body weight on top of you

he loves how comfy you feel all while also feeling like hes protecting you from the world

(bonus points if youre plus sized, i am a firm believer he loves them big booty bitches like me :3)

you guys will be talking while he lays his head on your chest, occasionally picking his head up to look at you or sneak in a quick smooch

he loves to hear your heartbeat and feel your chest move up and down while you breathe

its small but it makes him so happy that your safe from the T-Virus and are in fact still alive and with him

He doesn't speak much about his job to not scare you so he will just listen to anything you want to talk about

When there is a pause in you guys conversing, he pretends to fall asleep to get a laugh out of you

like im talking he will relax his whole body to go limp and fake snore really obnoxiously

when you start to laugh he pretends to wake up acting like you woke him up and asks you what's so funny before going back to 'sleep' continuing his snoring

he will do this several times

at one point when hes falling back 'asleep' his hand will accidently graze your sides making your body stiffen slightly

now listen, he aint dumb and he wont just brush it off

he now knows for a fact that you are ticklish there

so he will plan attack

after a couple times of doing his thing of waking up and going back to sleep, he will strike his move while doing his snoring

you have to beg with tears in your eyes and stomach feeling like youre getting abs for him to stop before he does

He just thinks youre so precious and do basically anything to see your smile and the side that you only let him see

also while he lays on you, if youre eating a snack, he will grab your wrist and pull it down to his face to take a bite

no matter how much you try and keep it away from him, he always finds a way to share your food with him

he also is a huge bed hog

mf will starfish and expect you to figure it out

okay thats all i got it's been simmering in my head all day at work

[milksnake-tea]

No cuz you're absolutely correct about the infantilization of Sunday. Just because we got to see a more vulnerable side of him lately it seems like some people are quick to forget this guy was RUTHLESS as head of the Oak Family. Also, are we going to pretend he didn't have to listen to the vilest stories ever as a Bronze Melodia? That is not a pure innocent little lamb, that is an adult who chose a very radical approach to create his ideal paradise based on a very limited experience of the outside of the "cages" of Penacony and is now on a journey to witness a much larger world than the one he'd been confined in before.

Basically yeah he's pookie and it's cool that people are having fun with it but like, 'trying to change his ways pookie', not 'baby boy never had a single impure thought in his life pookie'. At least that's the way I see it 😅

RIGHTTT LIKE. okay im ngl i don't mind if the mischaracterization is done as a joke because i find it funny and i enjoy the silliness of it all. like i dont mind the overprotective trigger happy version of sunday when dealing with robinhill bc i think its funny !! joy and happiness and whimsy are what makes the fandom and im not a prude lol

BUT. WHEN PEOPLE GENUINELY START BELIEVING THE MISCHARACTERIZATION.... THATS WHEN I HAVE A slight PROBLEM 😭😭😭 like yes. sunday is stumbling around a bit because he hasn't gone outside since he was like 15. he's a little confused and he looks to the astral express for affirmation that he's not fucking things up/making things complicated for them. yes he is still having trouble adjusting to reality.

BUT HES NOT A BABY (unless you call him like babygirl then in that case you are 100% correct) ????? like. sorry thats a whole mid to late 20s grown ass man (even early 30s if you want to reach that far. sorry guys he can't be early 20s to me that's wayyyy too close to my age and thats disturbing). like he was a POLITICIAN. the family is not sunshine and rainbows, and he was one of their faces - like the politics???? the keeping up appearances???? THE WAY THAT HIS FAMILY IS RESPONSIBLE FOR OVERSIGHT AND MANAGEMENT??? like respectfully.... respectfully...... he's not incompetent. he's capable. will he probably faint on a journey because he doesn't go outside and is severely out of shape? yes. but he isn't unaware (in actuality he's too aware. this is the man who was so pessimistic and distrusting of humanity's ability to not fuck up that he nearly ascended to godhood).

obviously there's going to be mischaracterization for laughs or for fun, and i'm completely fine with that - like some of the /j stuff i say about sunday is completely ooc but i say it because it's funny!!! WHIMSY IS JOY AND LOVE IN FANDOM !!! and sometimes i'll even consume slightly ooc sunday fics for like angst (TO AN EXTENT. SOMETIMES IM LIKE CALM DOWN but whatever you do you) or for freakday. like biblically accurate sunday is very dear to my heart. i'm fine with those because i feel like they expand on his character in an interesting way.

but sometimes.... in my heart...... it hurts...... bc sometimes the only characterizations i see are either innocent can't do anything wrong crybaby idk what im doing naive sunday or extreme yandere man that will lock you in a cage, break your legs and treat you like a pet. and i just feel like that's so diluting of his character LIKE THERES A MIDDLE GROUND. but at the same time

NOT ❌ MY 🧍 CIRCUS 🎪 NOT 🙅 MY 🧍 MONKEYS 🐒 🐒 🐒

so at the end of the day if im mildly inconvenienced by mischaracterization of my wife then i just scroll and/or block and move on because life is too short to mald over how other people see a fictional man

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black butler emerald witch arc ep 3 thoughts

warning for manga spoilers for the entirety of this arc and hints to future arcs. i try to keep it a bit more vague but be warned like SERIOUSLY im gonna point out specific scenes, maybe not necessarily say what they mean but you'll prob end up spoiled 😭

i wasnt gonna make a post originally but ahuigfahduias i forgor this was happening this episode

last time was contemplating whether or not to just not watch the screen because the image of them cursed is just something very gross im not a fan of but i bit the bullet

feeling vaguely ill, saw sebastian putting like the funnel into ciels mouth and had a moment of wait a second isnt that like how those dudes fed him when he was like kidnapped and low and behold yep 😭

realized the moment we started getting the flashback that ITS THAT PART

'oh thats right, i have you' hHHHH

to say as much as little as possible without actually saying nothing, this and onwards is gonna plant a lot of '?? whats going on?' towards ciel from anime watchers

latches onto the only one who isnt an adult

now, i read through emerald witch arc when i already knew like the big like twist or spoiler of like a few arcs from now (i knew it before i even got into black butler at all tbh) and it really helps me catch all like the stuff that relates to it because otherwise itd just fly past my head

i know its all serious rn but sebastian with feathers on him is funny. hes usually so like composed and put together and stuff that seeing him like this is just 👌

im imagining like an arrow piercing through the heart like ack... 💀

hold on a second could sebastian just like immediately stop it from affecting him if he wanted to and he just didnt at the time because he was too focused on ciel and getting him better

or is it more like he can change his appearance but if hes affected by something he cant really change that unless its dealt with first 💀?

oh hes small again. i didnt even realize earlier but back when ciel first woke up he was normal sized (both forms just look natural to me i dont notice 😭)

aAAAaa actually hold on i need like a no trauma au of black butler rn 💀

actually did you know mangas back from hiatus? a few days ago (..im bad at keeping track of time so take 'a few days ago' with a grain of salt it could be hella long ago and i just forgor) i havent seen the newest chapter yet but ye

lmao

oh its over

this is a p shorter post i just didnt have much to say 😭