#ooc: to delete later

[6goist]

supa lazy drabble w/dazai. cw mild ooc (ㅅꈍᴗꈍ)ᰔ

DAZAI softly whines your name with pleaded eyes “my sweet dear, ‘m soooo cold” a lie, of course, with that tone. he stuffs his face on your neck, feeling the soft fabric of your velvet-colored sweater at his chin.

he already feels the warmth radiating from you and his racing heart. he earns a breathy chuckle, catering his words—you grab the thick, fluffy blanket on the left edge of the bed with your feet, diagonally your leg up before grabbing it with your hands and drift it to cover the both of you “that better ‘samu?” humming, he snuggles impossibly closer to you.

your smile widens. your fingers wander his brown, messy hair in a waving motion, massaging his scalp in a snail pace. you can smell the fresh vanilla shampoo he uses, only faintly. a smell that feels so home to you.

dazai has a tight feeling in his chest, a delicate, gentle feeling he thought he could never experience truly; love. the saki feeling that he could just indulge in this, live like this, with you.

[t0rn4d0273]

Idk what happened the hyperfixation demons took over and I wrote a mini fanfiction about the asksonicverse-

We love paradox and prism <<<333

[insert super cool title here]

It was a slow day. The few questions that had shown up had been answered, and really, they were all doing nothing. So the hedgehogs all retreated, some to their tents, others to the bar, and others in the middle of the blank room, where they sat playing uno.

It was latch’s idea. He had become proficient at playing cards with himself, and it was a favorite pastime of his and his brothers back in his universe. When he wasn’t playing music or doing general latch things, he had been teaching most inhabitants of the void to play different types of card games.

“UNO!” Emerald screamed, slamming down his penultimate card, leaving one left in his hand. The circle consisted of bandi and boost (who never missed a chance to compete with the other), as well as classic, emerald and doom at his side, and of course, latch and reeves. Paradox and Prism sat just outside the circle, having stopped playing three rounds ago after everyone got absolutely demolished by classic.

After the (admittedly messy but still very successful) confession of feelings, the two had been completely inseparable, their hands always intertwined, rarely leaving each others side.

The two sat, enjoying the chaos of the uno game, hands connected and bodies pressed close. Prism leaned his head lightly on paradox’s shoulder, giggling at the yelling of the uno game as Emerald was foiled with a +4.

Paradox was unaware of this, as the only thing he could focus on was the beauty of the hedgehog sitting next to him. The way his stunning dark but still bright green eyes were barely able to hold focus, his soft blue quills and the way his cheeks puffed up when he laughed, the little flick of his ear and the adorable fidgeting of the hand not currently intertwined with his own, the soft rose blush that flushed his face as prism caught sight of paradox staring at him. A small smile spread across his face as he leaned back, tracking paradox’s eyes with his own.

Instinctively, prism leaned forward and planted a small kiss on paradox’s forehead. He returned to his sitting position, leaning against Paradox’s side, whispering, “You were staring again.” Paradox just stared at prism with a red face, ears pressed back in astonishment. Prism giggled, continuing to speak before being cut off, “you’re adorable when you’re flustered, you know that-“

Paradox quickly grabbed prisms shoulders and pulled him into their first proper kiss. It was quick and light, nervous but full of quiet, unstated love. Paradox quickly broke the kiss, face flushed, muttering a quick “sorry” before blankly focusing on the uno game (latch and boost are arguing about proper rules of uno). Prism just smiled at his side, still processing the moment. After a second, he wrapped his arms around Paradox and muttered a soft “thanks” as he buried his head in his boyfriend’s chest.

uh- everyone always tags the creator but im really scared to because they seem cool and i dont wanna disturb them but like you only live once-

@verizzafai (imsorryimsorryimsorry)

And here’s the ask blog if anyone wants to read it (HIGHLY RECOMMEND IT) @asksonicverse

[preservationofnormalcy]

OOC: hey folks! Just giving an update, I’m having some medical issues (vestibular dysfunction) that have been giving me a huge problem with fatigue now that I’m treating it. I haven’t had the energy to do much of anything lately, including this. Right now I’m prioritizing my day job and doing my physio treatments. Sorry to have a break right after the last one, but the last few weeks have been really bad fatigue-wise. Be back soon!

[fandisease]

I wonder what they are bickering about

Tell me what you think.

SORRY FOR NOT POSTING FOR A WHILE I am very busy…

[spiderman2-99]

[havent been feeling well, sorry. Here's a few characterization-related Miguel hcs to tide over the wait for the thread responses since literally nobody wanted to know how I write him :3c ]

in the wake of BTSV, he's been... kind of avoiding Miles. It's out of a mixture of begrudging respect, pride, concern, and guilt.

he's still on rapture. YES it's because mod has some personal issues leave me alone.

he is NOT the type to surrogate-father someone. Or really, father anyone. Not that he was a bad parent with Gabi, but he didn't have the practice and personal growth that TRN-1042 Miguel did.

plus ATSV established a lack of empathy/understanding, an extremely dogmatic personality, and an inability to accept his own mistakes. so.

not the type to verbally apologize, and when he does, it's extremely awkward. Just hopes never ever mentioning the problem again suffices as an apology.

extremely touch-starved and extremely touch-repulsed.

he isn't straight but doesn't feel like figuring it out past that. Kind of can't when he just shoves every feeling he has for Anyone no matter the gender down beneath his chest until it rots and dies.

May or may not have some internalized homophobia in the sense that he has A Role to fulfil, and being openly queer would jeopardize it. Undermine him in some way.

he can't ever take a break or unpack his own feelings. The second he gives himself enough physical and mental space to actually unload, he might just start screaming and never

ever

stop.

[brinaanana]

Post conquest AU, where Sakura has to marry one of the two Nohrian princes in order to solidify the peace between the two nations. Sakura is vengeful towards Nohr due to the deaths of her brothers and how tortured Hinoka is since she inherited the crown completely unprepared to lead her war torn nation. Au Sakura isn’t concerned about the marriage, but of wrecking havoc in Nohrian court.

My thought process drawing this:

Hmm Xander/Sakura is cute, I should at least draw them once —> Wait, now I kinda feel bad for Leo now. Let’s add him in —> Looks like promo art of an otome game 🧍—> Welp, imma incorporate my post conquest au in order to justify this catastrophe

Anyways, this was a lot of fun to draw and somewhat of a guilty pleasure. I might yap abt this au more if anyone wants to listen 🥺👉👈

[beepsheeps]

does this count

[wolfiesmoon]

Making exceptions

Baji x fem!reader

yikes i need copium AND LOTS OF IT (reminds me of a certain long-haired cult leader, or something)

Here's to a good tokyo rev fic debut🙇‍♀️🥂

Warnings: delinquent style™ hurt/comfort to fluff and lots of swearing (but that's on brand for tr anyways)

"Where the hell were you?! I was-" Baji practically broke down the rooftop door, pausing when he noticed your red, cried out face.

You quickly looked away even though you knew he already saw your tears. You've been avoiding him all day, knowing that he'll realise something is up with you straight away if you talked to him.

You thought you finally got him off your trail by sneaking onto the rooftop to cry it out but somehow he saw you leaving.

"Who do I need to kill?" The ominous tone of that question both completely surprised you yet felt completely on-brand for him.

"Don't... go beating up people... please..." you forced out, trying to overpower your hiccups.

"That's not what I was asking. Who the fuck do I need to kill?"

You flinched a little. "I know *hic* you wouldn't..." you knew the basic gist of Toman. That isn't what they do. You wiped your tear-stained cheeks, finally looking up at him. He looked livid, or atleast it looked like an angry face with your blurred vision.

He sighed. "Just tell me."

You can't possibly do that, because the person who made you cry is him. You see, you are hopelessly in love with Baji Keisuke. But the only thing he seems even remotely interested in is his gang. Which is fine, but it really does get to you sometimes.

You've tried everything to stop crushing on him but unfortunately for you, your stubborn heart refuses to let up.

"It's me..." you lied, making up some excuse of failing a test you studied really hard for.

"Did you really think I'd fall for that, idiot?"

You figured. He's too smart for his own good sometimes. It always takes you by surprise, considering his abysmal grades. Definitely not book smart. Or maybe his gang activities just keep him too busy to consider picking up a book.

You looked away again and heard the sound of him sitting down next to you.

"You seriously piss me off when you don't tell me what's wrong. You're lucky you're a girl, or I would beat your ass when you do that."

You laughed somewhat dryly, wiping away the tears on your cheeks. "Lucky me..."

A short silence followed, only interrupted by your ocassinal hiccups and sniffles.

"Are you gonna tell me or do I have to break my 'no-hitting-women' rule?" You could feel his eyes on you. You don't want an innocent person to recieve a beating and saying it's your own problem clearly didn't work, so your only option is....

"Listen... this isn't the best situation to say I'm about to say, but hear me out." You looked up, staring at the bright blue sky. Your vision was starting to clear up.

You didn't see it, but he raised an eyebrow in question.

"I like you. No, I'm in love with you." It simultaneously felt like there was a weight lifted off your shoulders and that ten more were placed on top. You're just desperate to ruin your friendship with him, aren't you?

"I knew that! Why the fuck are you crying over me...?" His words brought your still slightly red, glassy eyes to his, and a sentence jumbled in your throat, coming out as a strange groan.

"You k-knew?! This whole time?!" You tried again, clenching your shirt in your hand.

"You were making it pretty fucking obvious. Even Chifuyu noticed you acting weird." Baji still looked angry, this time at you, but you had a feeling he was very relieved deep down.

"Then... why didn't you say anything?" You held your hand against your forehead in embarrasment. Were you really being that obvious?

"I was waiting for you to confess, did you expect me to casually say 'it's real obvious you're crushing on me' one day?" He raised a brow, moving a part of his hair away from his eyes.

"Fair enough..." the fact he waited for you to confess on your own accord sparked a certain feeling in your chest. Speaking of confessions...

"So, uhh, what's your answer...?" you're not sure why you're even asking. He's made it clear multiple times he isn't interested in girls and relationships.

It is the entire reason you've been on the verge of tears all day.

"Why the hell not. I've been looking for new thrills lately anyways." Your eyes widened, taking a few seconds to properly process his words. You must have looked spaced out of your mind at that moment.

He said it non-chalantly, like he couldn't care less if it was you or another girl but somehow you knew that wasn't the case. You knew he was glad that it's you.

"Well, I'll be damned." You were honestly in too much shock to properly react to the fact he just agreed to be your boyfriend.

He smiled at you widely, showcasing his sharp teeth. "What's up with that reaction? You want me to beat your ass?"

"I'm happy! Trust me, I'm happy!" You yelled out as if you were scared but you knew he didn't mean it.

Does this mean you'll be the primary target if Baji gets into trouble with another gang and they decide to take revenge? How will your life change now? Will your parents approve of a boyfriend like him? Somehow, you never really thought about things like that until that moment.

...Hmmm, maybe the danger is worth it.

[ask-lock-shock-and-barrel]

((TOTALLY UNRELATED TO THIS BLOG BUT I GOTTA SHARE SOMETHING

years ago i was the idiot behind the shitpost steven universe askblog @ask-bigdonut-lars, because i liked the character even if for the longest time the majority of fandom hated him.

And now he gets a spinoff series I am VINDICATED HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAA))

[queenofhawkinshigh]

OOC:

It actually drives me so crazy (derogatory) when people say Chrissy wouldn’t get into metal whatsoever.

Aside from the more popular songs, I wasn’t really familiar with it prior to S4, but I’ve been going through the albums the bands on Eddie’s battle vest came out with in 1986 and before and I truly believe there’s something for everyone who’s genuinely willing to listen! While I don’t think she’d be a secret metalhead and she’d have to be introduced to that world, I do think she’d be openminded to it—out of curiosity for herself as well as care for Eddie and his number one passion. I can’t get behind Chrissy seeing him smile so big he dimples and not wondering what about it gets him so fired up… and not understanding after he tells her and, more importantly, shows her.

It’d give her a chance to explore parts of herself she’s kept locked up inside. The bad, sad stuff people in that day and age would discourage talking about, I’m finding metal artists did. In a befittingly brave in-your-face kind of way! That kind of encouragement would be new and different and maybe even scary at first, but good. She’s never had a safe place to look at the way she grew up, at her mother’s cruelty and her father’s neglect, and scream about how unfair it was and how it hurt and still hurts. She’s lived her life never being able to let those feelings loose, so even some of the harder, wilder stuff could and, I think, would reach her heart.

Speaking of her heart, she’s a hopeless romantic—and there are actually so, so many romantic metal songs from that time period that fit Hellcheer to a T! She can listen to and love Steal Away (The Night) by Ozzy Osbourne and Fever by Judas Priest AND listen to and love Belinda Carlisle and Cyndi Lauper and ABBA. Why should she only love one or the other? Why not metal and pop?

Just imagine her excitedly taking the sleeves off a white denim jacket, dyeing it pink, and wearing it to the metal concerts she goes to with Eddie, buying a new patch or pin at the merch table to add to it. With! With her pastel candy stripe dresses underneath.

And just as excitedly taking Eddie to Billy Joel, both of them going nuts when he does Uptown Girl.

I don’t know where I’m going with this, but I do think it’d be the most awful thing ever for her to completely change—her hair and makeup and clothes and self—to fit in with Eddie and his friends. I don’t want that! The Eddie we know and love wouldn’t want that either. If he’s had a crush on her since middle school, he’s been crushing on her pink and peppy and poppy.

I just think she can be herself and enjoy being a part of something new—something she can deeply connect with—too!

Let my girl go crazy (complimentary)!

[bigfatbreak]

three parts of the new chapter up on patreon!

[i-am-not-phoenix-wright]

Can you break the 4th wall?

Ooc: Yeah, I can! Whats up?

[poniquest]

birth of modphlosion

[harmonia-university]

This is all for tonight but will get to some more later 😴

[extravagantfool]

Me: the darkspawn have rabies—

Elisa: nah

Me: oh youre right theyre too cold

Elisa: yeah like possums

[mod-jazzy]

It's nice to see you in good spirits again, glad to have you back on my dash

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