#so well... lezzgo

[wormstrash]

Going on main

Hey bois and gals and otherly gendered folks here on the hellsite, I think I'll stop reblogging on this URL and just do everything on main. It's been going on for too long, people deserve to get all of my shit in the same place. Find me at @wickedwormwood (usually it's where i rant about my life and post some bad drawings sometimes - and pictures of my goat). Also the goat's instagram is iliavargavrig <= click it !

the meme flow will continue there....... Byeee

[fall0utmind]

Nesting anon again 🪺

Sorry for the doubke ask, I just thought a seperate one might be useful.

Whole pack heat/rut lezzgo.

I thought maybe a couple months/a year into Marc's recovery he is able to go back onto surpressants for the MotoGP season, sanctioned by his doctor and everything. However! Uh oh, his body now has developed a nasty reaction to the surpressants and wants to get rid of them immediately, whichtriggers a heat. Could happen on a fly away, could hapoen on a weekend where Vale is not oresent, but either way Marc goes into heat and Vale is not there. Cue him desperately knocking on the motorhomes of VR46 boys until he gets toBez who happens to be there at the time. Bez takes one small whiff of Marc and whisks him into his motorhome. Marc is panicking, asking where Vale is, can he get here, what do we do. For extra spice I imagine this'll be the first time he is threatening to endure a heat without Vale since the reconciliation. Bez is trying to calm Marc down, cuddling with him while calling Valentino. He tells Vale what's hapoening and gets a promise he'll be there soon. Then Bez starts calling the cavalry in. Pecco, Luca, anyone who'll answer his calls comes to help, and it settles Marc down to at least have his pack around if not his alpha.

I'm on the fence on whether the alphas will hwlp Marc through the heat until Valentino gets there, or if they'll just comfort him and be there for him, but yeah those are my thoughts <3

Or maybe Marc's heat triggers the rest of them and once Vale arrives the whole paddock just stinks of sex, that'd be fun 😂

Hi nesting anon, always a pleasure 🪺

Original post!

Really interesting point about the suppressants actually because it's not something which I have ever thought about! But you're so right. It would be much better for marc to go back onto suppressants again for a future motogp season. Valentino hates it, he really doesn't want Marc back on suppressants, but he also knows that it's not his decision and is careful not to be controlling/ tell Marc what he can or can't do. Marc has been on scent blockers since the start, too - he still wears them in the paddock and at races for comfort and ease, but now he doesn't wear them at home, etc. So it's just the suppressants that he came off and is now going back on.

I defo think marc wouldn't risk doing it on an actual race weekend... maybe when Vale is testing for WRT (WEC) but no motogp - i can't see marc risking hus performance. However, in a different situation, I would love to see Marc have a random heat over race weekend.

(I might write a one-shot of this and post it)

He doesn't tell Vale because he doesn't want him to worry or stay. So maybe they're either in Tavullia or Madrid or somewhere, idk. And like you say, his body does not like the suppressants, so here we go, freak heat.

Absolutely, marc hasn't been without vale for one in, well, since it all happened. It is a certifiable disaster.

So if it's in italy (can someone send help, why can I never spell it - tauvilla?? No, actually, tavullia, right? Ugh, idk you guys get me either way)

Marc chooses to stay in italy whilst Vale has gone. He's still getting used to being back here, unwilling to leave yet. So when his heat hits, no one knows at first, even marc doesn't realise what's happening - alone, sweating and feeling really, really unwell. It's only when he fails to respond to Vale's calls and texts that someone goes to check in marc. Maybe Vale calls bez *for the purpose of this au, he lives closest* who goes to the ranch and instantly realises what's happening. Panic engulfs him at first, but then unstinct kicks in. He hauls marc into the bathroom, orders him to showers whilst he strips the best (the sweat is UNREAL), and creates a nest. He calls Vale but can't get through, so he leaves a desperate voicemail, trying not to let the whine seep into his voice. He dials luca next, filling him in and begging him to bring the others whilst bez looks after marc.

The younger omega drgas marc back to bed, still shirtless, only in boxers. Bez tries to ignore what marc looks like (it doesn't entirely work). Time ticks on, and marc becomes more distressed, fidgety, and asking for Valentino. When the boy eventually get there, both Bez and Marc are in a bit of a mess (yes, yes, I'm leaning into the bez is turned on by Marc ideas - I'm not sorry).

Luca is 100% on caregiver duty - food and drink mainly. And cuddles. No sex - too weird cause of Vale!

Vale eventually rings back, absolutely manic like WHAT THE FUCK. IS SOMEONE THERE. IM LEAVING NOW.

So yea, I'm really impartial to everyone crushing on marc because look at the guy. Maybe they help him through? Maybe just foreplay? Defo no knotting. The idea of them all ending up in faux heats/ruts is amazing. So so good. Valentino walking back into the house, luca downstairs (he's managed to sneak pecco out the room to fuck but that's it) holding down the fort but the house stinks!!! It's absolute carnage.

Beautiful ideas.

Also, ^^^, earlier idea of it happening whilst they're at the track!! Thinking that maybe they got to a race orienting or something and something trigger the heat? Maybe a wrong dosage or a reminder of trauma or something? And a similar thing happens - no Vale, and marc reaches out to the boys this time. Stumbling to Bez and begging for help!!! I had some more ideas about this earlier but I cant remember

[wordy-little-witch]

Nonbinary Buggy Hours lezzgo

• Fairly early on, Buggy got the whole "I don't fit in" vibe but chalked it up to Being On A Crew Of Monsters. It's only after Oden and later Toki join that things begin piecing together - I'm dropping some cultural blending here but Wano for whatever reason has WILD mixed bag energy as far as folk tales go. Roger has some flavor of UK Energy, Rayleigh has old English vibes, etc etc. Buggy and Shanks got old seamen's tales as bedtime stories, shanties as lullabies, but the crew also would share children's stories and folk tales from THEIR youths as well. Some of them had mystical aspects as well and there were some fun stories with the fair folk or spirits and shape-shifting. Buggy loved those the most.

• Toki joining the crew led to some quick acclimation, but Buggy was hesitant - she was New and Unknown and so a Danger. But Toki was just.... so sweet about it all. Buggy went from I Don't Trust You At All to That's My Auntie within maybe a month. Complete night and day.

• Bugs' First Forray Into Makeup was via Toki. They do silly Self Care Evenings and include the babies and Oden is SO SMITTEN and Roger is DYING for a camera. ((Shanks is dying for other reasons, much to nearly everyone's amusement, poor kid)).

• Buggy's first instance of being Not A Boy was a result of a silly trick/prank done by the crew on Fishman Island. Some really fancy restaurant had a Mermaids Eat Free event going on so they decide to dress the kids up as mermaids - Shanks is down for the funnies, and is laughing and bright eyed and finding humor in it. Buggy is prickly and snarky and sassy the whole time until he saw himself in the mirror. He went... alarmingly quiet.

- Buggy was frankly stunned because the mer-species they went with was a clownfish, something he was absolutely LIVID about, but the orange complemented his skin and hair so beautifully. The orange, white and black hair pin holding his hair was a wonderful pop of color. The black eye liner made his eyes pop, the bronze-peach lip gloss was stunning and....

They felt so wonderful. So beautiful. So Free.

• Buggy wears orange a lot after that.

• when Buggy hesitantly asks Rayleigh and Roger if genders can be different in real life, Rayleigh is confused, Roger cackles- Buggy's scared for a moment until Roger point blank says "oh, it can be whatever you want it to, baby blue! We're pirates - who cares for allowance?" Then the captain gives that smile, the soft one, the one only those deemed His got to see, the one that peeled back layers of a person and saw to their cores, and asks, "Is there something you want to tell us, squirt?"

"I'm... not a boy."

"Okay. Are you a girl, then?"

"I don't think so."

"Alright! Ye' still want to go by Buggy?"

"Mmhmm."

"Alrighty then! You just let me know if anything comes up that you want to tell me, alright, baby bug?"

"Okay. Thanks, Captain!"

• yes, when Buggy leaves, Roger wails. Yes, Rayleigh gives a long suffering sigh and pays his back. And yes, Roger is crying hecausr that happy smile of Buggy's was simply "too cute, my heart! It's melting!! I'm a pirate puddle!!!"

• Buggy, with the room to experiment safely and explore, finally settles on nonbinary, neither gender really all that interesting, but pronouns don't matter either. Presentation is all about Presentation (<MegaMind Voice)

• Shanks calls Buggy his Clown Wife and Buggy refuses to admit to blushing every time it happens. He also drops lines like "I miss my clown wife" while sipping a bottle of rum and staring forlorn at the sea.

• Shanks also has The Range and will unashamedly be like "I don't understand people who say their wife is a bitch and they hate them.... my wife is a bitch and I like him SO MUCH!!!!"

• Luffy and Buggy: Enby to enby communication. Autism to autism antagonist.

• Buggy's crew BTW knows that their captain is simply Their Captain, pronouns your/majesty (/j), and nobody cares beyond the mild worry that a femme presenting Buggy will accidentally seduce another high ranked naval officer because somehow that ALWAYS HAPPENS. And the Navy is the MILDER concern. They're so stressed.

• lowkey considered clowncore meets punk bc I feel like Buggy would be. Scrumptious. Like that. Colors and patterns and leather and lace and studs and smiles and just - hhhhhhhh niche interest leave me aloooone-

• speaking of niche, I really love the idea of the Buggy pirates all having a passing knowledge of both circus acts and management, leading to random bouts of.... really smart insight. Like. Some outsider or newcomer is like "damn this right here is a Problem" and some average joe lookin ass in harlequin diamond patterned tights somersaults over, drops a nugget of wisdom and fucking absconds. Let The Circus Bastards Be Weird, I Love Them They Deserve It.

• also the crew drinks Respect Women Juice no I don't make the rules but I DO enforce them. They drink Respect Everyone Juice but women are simply the biggest of the recipients of the regard. Sex, color, religion, abled-ness, gender, sexuality - none of that matters. Everyone us equal. The buggy pirates support equal rights and equals lefts.

• Crocodile and Mihawk did NOT receive the memo at the beginning which led to some very wild miscommunications but it was resolved when it was revealed that Mihawk is just Like That To Everyone and Crocodile didn't even realize Kimi-san from the marketing department was a girl when he went off on her. Mihawk, when asked about his treatment of others, just owl blinked and made a vaguely threatening comment on how women, men, he didn't care, they all get cut the same. Crocodile just took a puff of his cigar with a monumental 'what the fuck' face. "I would say the same things to a man, a person, a woman, both, neither, I literally could not be paid to care about someone's crotch configuration or identity what the hell."

• Buggy wears a dress for the first time in Cross Guild's creation, and Crocodile breaks a fountain pen while Mihawk carefully sets his wine glass down hopes nobody notices the hairline fractures. Buggy is oblivious, as they tend to be.

• after some awkward half assed roundabout questioning, Mihawk and Crocodile just..... casually drop some dresses into Buggy's care or room, wordless and embarrassed but also lowkey threatening. Buggy is terrified until he realizes that some math isn't mathing and just asks. He's pretty decent at reading between the lines (#weaponizing-the-anxiety), and the first conclusion is wayyyyy off but the second conclusion causes clown.exe to crash HARD, to Alvida's delight and Galdino's suffering, but at least the nail polish is dry and the wine is good.

• it becomes a bit of a THING once the polycule is running, a subtle display of possessiveness. Collars don't really Work on Buggy, though he lowkey wishes they did, so this is a very good followup alternative

• Crocodile really likes putting Buggy in coordinated colors with his outfit or crisscross patterns both because Possessive and Claim but also because Buggy looks mouthwatering in it. Mihawk has much the same response for deep jewel tones, black and lace. Buggy adores the attention and the heated gazes, the little minx.

• there's precious little that really irks Buggy all in all, and she really does play the "am I man,am I a woman? No I'm a PYROMANIAC BURN BABY BURNNN-" card very well, good for them.

Incorrect quotes time

Alvida: as the crew's lady-

Buggy: hAH-

Alvida: I said lady, Buggy, ladies have CLASS, smth you LACK-

Buggy: oh okay fair carry on.

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Boa: why are you not STONE?!

Buggy: I mean... you're cute but I really don't do girls, miss ma'am.

Boa: what

Buggy: also any aesthetic appreciation is drowned by the gender envy

Boa: wHaT?

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Buggy: I'm gay

Mohji: oh em gee what a shocker

Buggy: >:o0 rude!!!!!

Mohji: how is that rude, it's an astute observation-!!!!

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Rando: what are you

Buggy: I'm captain Buggy

Rano: no, what are you

Buggy: oh uh the flashy fool, genius jester, Buggy the Clown-

Rando: ugh, no, I mean what's in your pants!!

Buggy: Ohhh! Knives.

Rando: wha- OHGOD-!

Buggy, now holding bloodied knives: :3 teehee

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Mihawk: stop calling me transphobic, I just told you to brush your teeth before I kissed you.

Crocodile, incredibly, blackout, shitfaced drunk: sad reptile sounds

Buggy, across the room, removing her makeup: I dunno, Hawky, sounds pretty transphobic to me~

Mihawk: I'm going to kill everyone in this room and then myself.

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Buggy: I identify as a THREAT.

Croc, patting his lap without looking up, settling his hook around Buggy's waist when he settles on his lap obediently, smirks: a threat to my peace, absolutely.

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Buggy: sometimes I wish I was a big tittied goth girlfriend, you know?

Mihawk, holding the remains of his garden sheers that he just crushed bare handed: do you ever think before you speak

Buggy: no why

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Iva: you want me to what

Buggy: put the gender juice in the jars so I can take em like shots.

Iva:

Buggy:

Iva: genius idea, darling, I like your style

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Rouge: Buggy, sweetie, quick question.

Buggy: what's up, mama?

Rouge, hand on her swollen belly: do you wanna be Buggy-nii, Buggy-nee, or something else?

Buggy:

Rouge:

Buggy:

Rouge: oh don't cry-

[redducherry]

I realized I havent been posting my kandi over here, oh boi

Well time to do so now, ill be posting them thru the days, heres my most recent one

🌟Kandi star chain lezzgo! 🌟

[ririchanva]

//Ask and you shall receive :3 Actually, a lot of you seemed to enjoy this one so I'mma continue to add some more of this :D LEZZGO~

This one will include: Middle School Drama, mentions of bullying, Happy&Healthy!Inko, Alive!Emelie, Humbled!Felix, Chloe Sugar, Kim Salt, Max Salt, Marinette still being Marinette, snippets of Derision, teensy bits of Chloe crushing on Izuku, A MAJOR BUTTLOAD of everyone crushing on Izuku, Adrien growing up into a little shit, and more~! Lemme know if I should make a part three~?

✲ || Part Un || ✲

So...previously, we've stopped on Izuku, Marinette and Chloe as little children being an inseparable trio. That is, until we get to the Agreste and Graham de Vanily family.

Canon-wise, Chloe knew of Adrien and Felix as kids. So if I'm doing my math right, this is before Emilie's "disappearance" and Felix's dad didn't get offed just yet.

In short, Chloe one day invites Izuku and Marinette to visit Adrien since her parents and his are friends.

Adrien is always happy to make new friends besides Chloe.

And it was honestly friendship at first sight when meeting both Izuku and Marinette. (It was like fate~ *gets smacked*)

Adrien immediately locks into Izuku's energy about heroes.

The two clicked much more than Izuku did with Marinette and Chloe, it sort of made the girls a little jealous.

Marinette doesn't fall for Adrien this time around

Gabriel and Emelie are introduced to Izuku and Marinette by Adrien, and honestly it surprised both the Agreste on how well behaved children they were. Especially when they were dreading they would be another Chloe.

But EVEN MORE SURPRISING was how Chloe was also well behaved around them. Where was the usually spoilt brat that loved to boss their son (and sometimes Felix) around?

Emilie wanted to meet the infamous nanny of Chloe's.

And she did...and she adored the woman too.

Emelie begged for Gabriel to hire her as Adrien's nanny too. Why, if Inko Midoriya managed to tame a brat like Chloe, Adrien could perhaps grow into a happy child as well. As much as Emilie and Gabriel wish they could spend more time with their son...their careers are at their peak. Someone had to watch over their son (Nathalie and Gorilla were already having their hands full).

Thanks to Inko's rep of being a full-time babysitter for rich kids like Chloe and Adrien, this meant that Inko's life is set.

Her mental state is at peace, no guilt about raising Izuku and worrying over their next meal and bills. This meant Inko maintained her physical body and kept herself healthy, not to mention Emelie and Sabine made sure the woman was surrounded by a good circle of friends to go out for walks, shopping and pretty much having a life. Not to mention Emelie trying to set Inko up on dates.

Meanwhile, Izuku got to be around his new friends more.

This also caused Chloe to accidentally call Inko, Mom.

"Thank you for mending my dress, Mommy!"

Inko paused from tidying her sewing kit and looked over at the seven year old girl for a moment, blinking her surprised green eyes. All she did was just fix the princess dress that Chloe had accidentally ripped when running around with Izuku, Marinette and Adrien playing pretend Knights and Dragons.

"Ah...y-you're welcome, Chloe-chan. "

Inko didn't know how to process this at first. Perhaps Chloe said it by accident. It was a one time thing...right?

Alas, Chloe continued to call her Mom , to the point that one day Chloe asks innocently:

"I want Mlle. Inko to be my Mommy."

"You can't, Chloe-chan. Because she's my Mom." - Izuku

"Well, what if Chloe and you get married? That way, Chloe could be part of the family :D" - Adrien.

"....Izuku, let's get married." "EHHHHHH?!"

Meeting Felix Graham de Vanily (as if he would keep his father's last name of Fathom) was...confusing, at first.

Izuku and Marinette, like Chloe, mistaken him for Adrien.

When Amelie meets the children, she was cooing on how adorable Izuku and Marinette were.

However, Felix wasn't impressed.

Although that all changed when Izuku played chess against him.

"You...you beat me?" - Felix

"Er, was I not supposed to" - Izuku

Either way, this impressed Adrien and Marinette, and Chloe had to gloat and laugh at Felix's defeat.

Needless to say, this sort of humbled Felix, and both he and his mother visited from time to time. And in turn, Izuku gets invited to London to visit them along with Adrien, Marinette and Chloe.

Fast forward in time, to the start of collège.

Chloe may not be Marinette's tormentor anymore, didn't mean she stayed nice to everyone.

It had to take Adrien and Izuku to stop her tirade at times.

Speaking of, Adrien manages to go to normal public school with them this time around too.

It took a lot of convincing, but it was mostly Inko talking with Emilie about how Adrien should be surrounded by other kids his age. Thus, it made Emelie also persuade Gabriel to send Adrien to school. Although that didn't stop the modelling gigs, advance fencing, language and business classes after school.

But with Chloe no longer being the school bully...someone else takes her place.

Enter Lê Chiến Kim, and his lackey, Max Kanté.

Typical jock behavior, Kim looked to his bullying as pranks. And in no way does he think what he does is wrong.

And his main target?

"Heeeyyyyyy Green Beans~"

Izuku felt the dread each time he encounters Kim, reminding him of his days with Kacchan and his little gang.

It didn't help that Marinette had a stupid crush on Kim FOR SOME REASON.

"He makes me laugh." - Marinette

Note, she doesn't know Kim bullies Izuku. Or is oblivious to it.

Then again, the bullying doesn't look like it's harming Izuku on surface level. As said before, it looked like small playful pranks.

But Chloe knew better.

And had to step in to defend Izuku, The Audrey Bourgeois way.

This caused a ripple effect of students now thinking Chloe was someone not to mess with and stay away from, but rumours of Chloe and Izuku being a couple spread like wild fire (thanks to Kim and Max). Chloe doesn't care...but Izuku did.

"We're just friends!" (Oh boy, here we go again)

Despite the rumours, Izuku managed to become popular.

He was dubbed as the "Chloe Bourgeois Tamer" considering he tends to stop Chloe from going too far on things.

The first one to extend a hand of friendship was Alix Kubdel.

"Kim's a jerk. And respect on pulling the reigns on Queen Bee over there. Wanna hang out with me and my friends?"

Izuku tries to correct that Chloe was not all that bad, but he gives up when he knew Alix wasn't listening to him

This is where Izuku meets Nathaniel and Sabrina.

Izuku notices Nathaniel drawing in his book, and his eyes shine when seeing sketches of various heroes.

"Is that All Might in his silver prime?"

Nathaniel Kurtzberg is surprised to say the least. He was expecting to be mocked or teased by his obsession with drawing heroes. He was used to being called an art nerd by Kim on the daily.

So imagine to his shock that Izuku asks for a commision from him to draw All Might.

They become close friends after that.

Sabrina Raincomprix was someone that just hung with Nathaniel and Alix quietly because she didn't know where she fits in with the class. (With Chloe not being a bully and always around Adrien, Izuku and Marinette, the two never really interacted.)

Izuku tried to befriend her, even saying he admired that her father was Chief of Police. And soon talked about things that apparently had in common such as academics and dreams of the future.

Sabrina crushes hard after the interactions, to the point that she immediately follows him around, just as she did with Chloe in canon.

"Did you want me to help you with your homework? Should I carry your bag for you? Oh! I could get your lunch for you--"

Izuku felt guilty of Sabrina practically trying to do things for him, and he tried to dissuade her from doing so.

Izuku sees Sabrina almost about to cry, not like being rejected. He could never handle girls crying.

And so, he just lets Sabrina do as she pleases.

Marinette finds this cute, and even tries to find ways to set Izuku and Sabrina up as a couple.

Which, in turn, makes Adrien also participate. Not because he thinks Izuku and Sabrina are a cute couple. But it was fun to tease Izuku's misfortune of having a girl crushing on him.

Adrien, please, your Chat is showing TOO EARLY.

Chloe, on the other hand, was furious.

"Who does this nobody think she is?!"

Unlike in canon...Sabrina actually has a backbone.

She actually gains more confidence since interacting with Izuku, especially with his pep talk on his dreams of wanting to be a hero and how his optimism rubbed off on her.

To the point that she bravely declares Chloe as her love rival.

And Chloe accepts this, because Izuku was hers.

Adrien, once more, can't help but tease.

"Wow, you're so popular..." "Be silent, Agreste..."

Bonus: For the lols, Adrien anonymously created a "Izuku Midoriya Fan Club" and it surprised both him and Izuku on how many girls joined it. It has even reached outside of Francis Dupont----

Part 3?

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Epel Felmier Dorm Uniform Personal Story: Part 1

"Let me goooo!!"

Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)

[Interior Hallway]

Epel: Uhh… The Film Research Club room should be here, I think.

[Classroom]

Epel: Excuse me…

Rook: Why hello, Epel-kun! I see Vil also asked you to lend a hand.

Epel: More forced, than asked… Rook-san too?

Rook: I am here to help of my own volition. It is my absolute joy to be near Vil.

Vil: ―Attention, Film Research Club members!

Vil: I will be explaining in full the details of our next independent film production.

Vil: I'll be distributing scripts, so everybody take one.

Epel: Woah, this thing's thick. The film club is serious business… I guess.

Vil: The next film that we'll be producing is about time travel.

Vil: It will be set in the present-day. It'll be about a Night Raven College that uses a time machine, and…

Vil: They travel to the time period of the Great Seven's "Fairest Queen of All."

Rook: Oh, the time period of the "Fairest Queen of All"… Très bien!

Rook: That's a fantastic idea, don't you think, Epel-kun?

Epel: Sigh… I suppose.

Vil: The leading role is still pending. I will relay my decision as soon as it is made.

Vil: And so, to procure the key item that will be our time machine in this story… Epel!

Epel: ! Yessir!

Vil: I'll leave the design of the time machine to you.

Epel: Eh!? Why're you gonna leave something that important to a mere helper like me…?

Vil: That is because I decided that you were best suited for this assignment.

Epel: (How'd 'e come to that decision!? I ain't done no kinda designin' 'fore, I gotta find a way t'say no…)

Vil: The time machine will use a magical wheel as its base, and we'll customize the outside.

Vil: That way we can also film the driving scenes on it.

Epel: A magical wheel…!?

Vil: That's correct. We've already arranged to receive a magical wheel for the film.

Vil: I've requested the Dorm Leader of Ignihyde, Idia, to do the modification, so you go on and help him finish it up.

Epel: Got it!

Vil: …Hm, that was an obedient answer all of a sudden. Well, I suppose that's fine, as long as you get it done.

Vil: The theme for the design of the time machine is "something appropriately beautiful for the setting."

Vil: It must be finished by noon, three days from now. Do you understand?

Epel: Yes, sir, Vil-san!

Epel: (I was super nervous when I got told to help out the film club… But I can't believe I'm gonna get to work with a magical wheel!)

Epel: (That awesome feeling of the rider and bike becoming one… Even just looking at a bike gets me all excited.)

Epel: (Maybe if I come up with a design that makes even Vil-san hum in admiration, he'll let me test drive it.)

Epel: (Okay, lezzgo!!)

[Ignihyde Dorm – Lounge]

Epel: Hello, I'm Epel, a first-year from Pomefiore. You're Idia-san, right? Thank you for your help.

Idia: Urk… Here comes the sparkle sparkle Pomefiore peeps…

Idia: Ah, right, uhh. Vil-shi already let me know. You can us this lounge as your work area…

Epel: Alright, thank you very much.

Epel: Ah, that thing next to you, that's the magical wheel that's slated for modification, right? It's so cool looking…!!

Idia: Sigh… Vil-shi told me he'd give me something for my troubles, so I took this on, but…

Idia: Working with others like this, though… I can feel my rage level rising.

Idia: I gotta get this over with ASAP before my sanity level drains down to zero.

Epel: (I think I've started to get a hang of what Vil-san likes, thanks to the months of training I've had to endure since enrolling here.)

Epel: (I gotta aim for a stylish design that works for the setting, and that Vil-san will approve of.)

Epel: Idia-san. Let's do our best on the magical wheel designing…!

Idia: Yeah, okay. Whatever gets it done faster…

Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)

Requested by Anonymous.

[chiefwritesbook]

Writeblr Q&A

I have been tagged by @scifimagpie (ty for tag) so I shall attempt to answer these questions lezzgo

1. What motivates you to write?

The soup brain has too many thoughts & I have to get them out. Also spite because my asshole 8th grade English teacher said my writing assignment was only worth a C (he was the ONLY one btw I got consistently vv high grades before him) & my Chinese immigrant friend got marked down for not being good at English. Fuck you Mr English teacher

2. A line/short snippet of your writing that you are most proud/happy of. If not maybe share a line of someone else's work you love (just please credit them)

(idk have this one from early chapter 2 I guess)

“You mean to say that I was bait,” Talin said.

“Not the word I would use, but in a way, yes,” Red Wolf confessed.

“Why?”

“You have been on the throne for less than a year. If someone wants you dead this quickly, something is amiss. I’d like to find out what.”

3. Which OC makes you smile every time you think/talk about them and what are they like?

My boy Red Wolf. He's just...yes. Autistic werewolf puppy. Could definitely kill me without hesitation or talk me to death with weapons knowledge. I would thank him if he punched me.

4. What process of writing do you enjoy the most?

I like not writing.

5. What part of writing do you think you are the best at? (Yes stroke your own ego it's okay)

Worldbuilding, no doubt. I am simultaneously the best and worst at worldbuilding. You want a 2000-word essay on how languages & regional dialects evolved over time? I gotchu covered no problem. Want me to stop elaborating on how Hellhound magic is linked to the moon & actually write my sequels? Absolutely not.

6. What is something in the writeblr community is most enjoyable?

I think the writeblr community is chill. Like y'all are just here for a good time and I can 100% respect that & get behind it. I get to write unhinged answers to these questions & not feel bad about it bc I don't have to self-impose ridiculous societal concepts such as 'maintain a professional image on social media'.

7. A writing tool/device you use that helps you with writing? (It could be speech to text, a writing program etc)

Scrivener? Am I allowed to say Scrivener even though I use at most like 2% of their features. I am the kind of person who if given nothing but a notes app & a two-hour uni class to sit through will hammer out a full chapter in those two hours instead of paying any attention to class. On the other hand if you want me to actually write during my free time I'm sorry I'm too busy procrastinating writing with art & procrastinating art with gaming.

8. A piece of worldbuilding that you like in your own story? (It could be the magic system, a particular place in the story, a law etc)

This is not a wise question to ask me (see: question 5) unless the goal was to make me sit here for ten minutes typing out an entire essay's worth of worldbuilding word vomit, in which case well played. However for the sake of my own free time & sanity:

The legal system in Kies Tor is probably the single greatest thing I've ever constructed & it plays a crucial part in the plot & was built off the early British/European court system as well as my own special interests in law & criminology. In short it's trying its best but it's also deeply fucked up and I love making the fucked up parts fuck up my characters.

9. What piece of advice would you say to encourage others to write if they are having a rough patch?

Don't feel pressured to write. If you're staring at the same thing for weeks/months on end of course it's gonna get stale. Heck this Q&A post is the most I've written in weeks.

10. Tag some people whose works you love/have been your biggest supporters:

@witch-king-of-angstmar ofc (no pressure to answer tho) but other than that I never know who to tag. I have social anxiety what is an interacting. If you see this on your dash consider yourself tagged

[gaythemayaway]

ask game! 1, 12, 17, 18, 23!

1. when did you first watch/discover good omens, and how did you find out about it?

I first (!!! I watched it so many times) watched Good Omens some time last year, in September I think, when I met with a friend that had just recently moved quite far away to study creative writing (so proud of them btw). And well, all we really planned was to meet, not what to do. So we were kinda just sitting there, wondering what we should do (I think?) until they said "Ayy can I show u a thing I really like bc I think you'll like it too?" And I said "Lezzgo!" And then we started watching and when the Intro started I went "OMG IT'S NEIL GAIMAN??? WHY ARE U ONLY SHOWING ME THIS NOW??" And then we binged the first season and started the second one and I LOVED IT so I forced them to do an Amazon watch party with me during the week (bc they had left again by then) bc I COULDN'T WAIT but I also didn't wanna watch it alone. Aaaand yeah,,, I think they found my reaction to the final 15 (or all of the show, probably) quite entertaining xD

12. has your interaction with the good omens fandom been overall good or bad?

It's been mostly good, actually! I've been in quite bad ones before. But this fandom actually got me back on tumblr and rediscovering this hellsite with all its silly little tumblr weirdos made me feel so at home again in a way? If that makes sense? I mean idk what happens on other ppl's timelines but mine is just all fun artsy stuff, queer ppl and well,,, general tumblr tomfoolery. And A LOT of love and support. So I feel quite nice here :D It's been my main source of comfort ever since I watched Good Omens.

17. what is your favorite husband-y moment between aziracrow?

Ooooof that's a tricky one. I'm not good at picking favorites. But uh,,, probably the Crowley-off-his-head-on-laudanum (1827) where he's just running around like some uncoordinated cat and Aziraphale catches him and grabs his waist to steady him and tells him how kind it was of him to save Elspeth. I like that one c:

18. what is your favorite moment through history, and why?

ALSO 1827 because first of all, I think it was a very important plot point, especially for Aziraphale to understand that the world isn't just black and white and sometimes things that seem bad at first glace have very good intentions behind them and are. just. needed. And right. And good. And then ofc also bc of what I just said to question 17. AND the fact that I LIVE for Crowley singing Flower of Scotland <33 The entire last scene just always has me giggling. It makes me so happy.

(Plus, the "Trying to kill yourself. That's, I mean, It's NOT ON!!" is a thingy me and my friends (those I forced to watch Good Omens with me :P) now do every time one of us is in a difficult phase. It's a silly way of reminding each other to just keep ourselves alive, and that's so dear to me <3

23. what's a good omens headcanon that you considered canon?

Idk if it counts bc I'M STILL NOT SURE IT'S NOT SOMEHOW CANON??? But I always thought Crowley was just the wildest Queen fan ever. Bc his Bentley always plays Queen. And that was the first thing (right at the beginning) that made me love Crowley in the show, bc I LOVE QUEEN, I LITERALLY CANNOT UNDERSTAND HOW ANYBODY COULD EVER NOT LIKE QUEEN (I was very offended when, last year, some old guy told me he didn't like Queen bc they were too "camp" for him. (Actually, he said "tuntig" which is an offensive term in German, bc we had that conversation in German.) I never spoke to the guy again.) ANYGAY, then I read the book and found out that it's not actually Crowley who likes to listen to Queen all the time, but the Bentley. That was quite a disappointment at first. For like a minute. Then I decided the Bentley is now my favourite GO character. I draw a heart around it every time it's mentioned in the book. :D (I still headcanon Crowley loving Queen tho)

[heffrondriving]

soooo. that new big time rush album huh

[leeenuu]

Anett Kontaveit of Estonia wins the Transylvania Open, marking her fourth WTA title of the year, 31.10.21.

[onlyseokmins]

limbo • w.j.h.

Pairing: wen junhui x afab!reader

Genres: smut (minors dni!), afterlife!au

Warnings: this is kinda plot heavy not good smut but lezzgo just in case 😭 um daggers (no knife play tho dhdjjs), lil bit of threats and maybe violence, junhui deserves a warning himself I think he's hot, tying up/tentacle play kind of but it's shadows um like idk how to describe it 🤡 supernatural things!, biting 🦷, mentions of blood, death, lil bit of angst but I'm fluffy as usual <3, lots of mentions of souls and afterlife shenanigans, thigh riding, mirror sex, pls forgive me and just hmu if I missed smth

WC: 2.5k

A/N: for the lovely @katetattoolover <3 mwah I hope you enjoy this even if my brain died halfway writing it ndksksks another unplanned thing but limbo is just too powerful... Also for my huihuis mwah ILY... Idk how to describe this but I'm in a spooky mood bc of Halloween fics so this kind of played into it ig? I just like the plot 😭😅

If you were in heaven or hell, you didn't know. And you didn't care.

The fact of the matter was that you did know where you were. 

Limbo. 

The great boundary between worlds. Soul suspended, unable to leave. Not until you made a decision based on the knowledge gathered about your death that you learned here.

Neither heaven, hell, or earth.

A bleary place full of everything and nothing. Guarded and watched over by the enigmatic figure whose dark eyes were trained on you.

Blonde tresses tinged with white highlights are smoothly swept up in a ponytail to display his ears where little diamond studs twinkle like stars. When you'd first met him at the gates, he'd been wearing what you could only presume as combat armor, despite its lack of protection across his midriff. Vainly showing off his well-defined abs.

Now, he's donning a ruffled white blouse that looks like something old paintings of the founding fathers would have been dressed in. It suits him though, the v-cut down the front granting a delicious view of his décolletage and scorched ends adding to his devastating visuals. 

You wonder how no one has succeeded in brutally attacking him with how exposed his outfits were but you suppose his eerie beauty is enough to render anyone immobile. Besides, even when his disinterested gaze shifts from you to the large glass of what you hope is simply wine, you can feel the shuddering intensity of the power he holds. Dangerous enough that it causes even your soul's shape to ripple in the stagnant air.

"You're a curious one, you know? Most are on their knees, begging for mercy."

"Is that what you prefer? Begging?"

The red liquid swirls as his fingers tap against the side of the glass. Silver hand jewelry accentuating the veins on his hands sparkles under the low, candlelit glow of the chandelier and matches the smirk that grows on his red lips. 

"Only from those who dare to threaten my authority."

A silver, pearl-encrusted dagger lays on the floor between his golden throne at the table of gluttony and where you stand defiantly down on the concrete floor. Your wrists are bound together in front of you by a writhing strand of black shadows that spew out tiny hisses, much stronger than they look.

"I told you, I don't know where that came from. It's not mine!"

"Oh but darling," he laughs — though it's without humor, "it is."

You bare your teeth like a wild, caged animal. "I don't know a single thing! I just arrived here, someone has to be framing me, that dagger is not mine!"

Heeled boots create an echoing thud through the room that seems to enlarge and shrink at the same time. He bends down to pick up the dagger, turning it in his hands and inspecting it.

"This definitely belongs to you."

You stomp your foot. "No, it does n — "

"Because it was originally mine."

Your breath catches in your throat. Not just in response to his statement but because of the sharp point of the dagger inches away from your jugular. You may be an incorporeal existence now but fear fails to leave your instincts. Especially with a powerful entity's threats that could truly hurt you.

"Do you want a new life that bad?" he questions and for some reason he almost sounds… wistful? You're able to feel the cold steel against your chin as he taps the dull side of the dagger underneath it so you meet his searing, scarlet irises with a wide-eyed gaze. "That can't be it. There should only be one reason why you're standing before me."

"... Which is?"

"To return to your rightful place." 

You attempt to take a step back but the shadows under his control swirl around your feet, anchoring you in place as he leans in.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"To come back to me. My queen."

"What?"

"The only other rightful ruler of Limbo." He's close enough that you can smell the sweet but smokey scent emanating from him, the dagger still poised between the two of you. "Allow me to remind you, my beloved."

Shadow wisps tickle your cheeks, encouraging you to close your eyes as they wrap around you. You think you should be terrified, screaming and struggling in protest. But the caresses of darkness welcoming you have nostalgia entangled within. A strange but familiar sense of comfort has you willingly grant them access into your mind to reawaken suppressed memories of a past life.

An arranged marriage. Heavy crowns. Lovelessness. A kiss stolen under the stars. Satin silk sheets. A dagger decorated with pearls. A promise, an oath. Blood. A chained box. Death. A name.

"Junhui," you breathe out.

"My love," he affirms with a hushed whisper of your own name.

Your eyes reopen with a glow, drinking in his features with a different sense of appreciation. One that holds recognition and fondness. Utter longing. 

"How did this happen?"

He gently takes your hand, releasing your hands from the bindings and leads you up the stairs. 

"After the soldiers cut me down, I found myself here. Searching for you, for a sign. Instead I found this." The ornate chair next to the one he was sitting on holds an old, beaten-up wooden box with heavy silver chains. It lies open but empty. "The higher beings told me I would have to wait and be patient… that I would have absolutely no doubts when you finally arrived."

You take the dagger he holds out to you, the same as you did on that fateful yet tragic night. Fragmented memories piece together the events that led up to your demise. Frantically digging a hole to hide the box containing the written love notes exchanged between your lover. The dagger should've joined them but the devastating news your personal maid delivered to you was buried into your body instead of the ground. Infused to become a part of your soul.

A sob unwittingly escapes. "For how long?"

"Too long." Junhui sighs. "I lost count thousands of years ago."

"I'm so sorry — "

"Don't. You've come to me now and that's all that matters."

"Jun…"

"Welcome to my lost world," he wipes away the tears that trail down your cheeks. "I've built it all for you, my queen. No one can defy or separate us now."

It is not the paradise you envisioned in your mortal lives nor the nirvana your soul imagined it'd be sent to. But that didn't matter because you realize that what you've always wanted — who you've always needed — was standing before you. Welcoming you with an open embrace. 

"So, what happens now?"

"We must ensure that your soul is bound here… and to me so it won't move on or disappear… if that is what you want. You must make a choice."

You brush the strand of hair that escaped from his ponytail behind his ear. "What choice is there to make? I want to stay with you, to be with you. What must I do to make that happen?"

Junhui bites his lip. With a deep breath, he walks you over to where a shattered mirror sits in the corner. You try to hold back a scream and whimper instead, watching through the cracked glass as Junhui's arms wrap steadily around you — but nothing of you visible — in the reflection.

"Oh my g — "

"God can't help us now, beloved. He was never on our side to begin with." You nod pensively and Junhui continues. "Would you allow me to touch you, darling? Like before? I must bind your soul here and to do that, I will have to claim you as mine."

You turn to face him with a smile. "Aren't I already yours? Years ago, hidden under the veil of night?"

He beams back at you. "I take that as a yes, then?"

"Yes" rolls off your tongue and then Junhui's pressing his lips against yours. Running his tongue across your lips to seek permission, you chase his mouth as he walks backward until he's seated on his chair.

You fall against him, knees planting on either side of his thighs cushioned by the plushy surface. The ruffles on his blouse tickle your sudden bare skin and you pull away, looking at him in shock.

"Special privileges," he smirks devilishly, "I can manipulate the Limbo landscape quite easily so making your soul bare for me takes little effort."

"Will I be able to do the same?"

"Of course, my queen. And more." He takes your hand and places it over his chest. "But it's not like you need any powers to strip me, my dear. And I hope you'll use those kinds of powers on no one else but your king."

It's an invitation you would never refuse. The sound of tiny buttons and the clatter of the dagger hitting the floor fill the room as you rip off his shirt and slide it down his shoulders. Your hand trails down his pecs to the abs you were graced with upon your arrival, following the defined veins that disappear into his pants. He halts you when you start to slide down and you frown.

"I thought you liked people begging on their knees?"

"I do… but only in certain cases. Perhaps we can save that for another time, I'm supposed to be worshiping you, my love. Encouraging you to stay with me. Uniting our souls."

You want to tell him that you would not leave no matter what. But you know the strange workings of the afterlife and anything before, between, and after have strict rules that must be followed. 

So, you relent. Letting him take control, peppering your upper body with kisses as he runs his fingers up and down the sides of your body. Committing it all to memory once more. Though you are no different to him than you were centuries ago. 

The sting of coldness from his rings and fancy jewelry comes as a shock. Junhui feels you jolt against his hold and pauses, looking up at you from where his head is positioned between the valley of your chest. 

"Are you okay?" 

You nod, explaining the sensations, and he smiles contently; resuming his journey across the curves of your body. The soft material of his pants press against your center as you slowly begin to sink down on his thigh, submitting to the thrall of pleasure. As he tenses the thick muscle, you feel the breath of his snort when he guides your hips to move. 

Sharp teeth graze the supple skin of your breasts and you furrow your brow, fingers running across his equally razor-edged jawline as you gently push his head back. Lidded eyes gaze at you with a lust-filled yet yearning look as you inquisitively explore his mouth. 

Marveling at the same features you'd gawked at in your previous life, all motions halt as your lover dutifully lets you run your finger across his fangs. Earlier, his tongue had focused on tangling within your mouth in fear of potentially slicing you. 

But as you prick your thumb on the point of his left canine tooth, no pain and no blood comes as you are neither dead nor alive. Giggling, you press a kiss on the mole right above it and gleefully show him. 

"You can't hurt me." 

"Not yet," he winks and encourages you to move your hips again. "As long as you're nice and wet, it won't." 

"I don't think pain exists here." 

He frowns, eyes darkening. "It does. I was so very lonely. It deeply hurt and ached so much that I slowly became numb. But all of that is a distant thought, overshadowed by you in my arms and on my lap." 

You kiss his nose next. "I don't want you to feel lonely anymore. I'm here to stay with you for the rest of eternity." 

He turns you around and you gasp. What once was reflected in the empty, cracked mirror now shows a depraved image. Junhui's hands move faster, one hand moving down to spread your cunt open for you to see while the other fondles your tits. 

Leering over your shoulder, he harshly sucks on your neck before biting down lightly. You moan. Head thrown back as his fangs pierce you but once again, no pain is felt and no blood is spilled. Just pure bliss and pleasure. 

"Look at you," Junhui praises. "Look at how beautiful you are when you finally sit on this throne." 

By throne, he must mean his cock. The diamond encrusted belt is slipped off and dropped on the floor, his fingers busy as he unzips his pants. You feel his hard length slap against your back, having shifted forward to give him space to move. 

His shadows aid him, lifting you up a decent amount and playing with you a bit to stretch you out before they ease you down on his thick girth. You throw your head back against his other shoulder and he takes the opportunity to lick up the opposite side of your neck. Biting as he pleases. 

You both let out synonymous moans when he bottoms out, gasping at how fiery his gaze is that it's almost melting the glass of the mirror as he stares you head-on. 

"Your beauty shines in this abyss." 

If you could, you'd ride him into oblivion but the burning stretch of his thick cock is overwhelming enough that even your supernatural body cannot escape the plethora of pleasure surging as your hole clenches tight around it. Luckily, the shadows sweep forward at his beckon once more, tendrils wrapping around your ankles in the effort to assist your feeble movements. 

It's far from scary because they are just another part of him. Curling around your nipples, brushing tenderly at your cheek, tickling your clit… yet it feels like Junhui's hands are all over you. Even though you know he hasn't moved away from your hips as your nails dig into his forearms from the intense up and down motions, ass slapping against his thighs. 

You can feel a distinct power surge — twisting and turning as your drooling figure becomes more and more defined in the melting mirror. The Limbo is welcoming the long awaited queen into its domain, accepting the share of powers as the king ravages his beloved on the very throne he once spent decades crying upon. 

"You are mine, aren't you, my queen?"

"Yes, I am yours… my king," you huff out, surrendering to your climax with an otherworldly scream as your soul adjusts to its newfound abilities as he joins you in a blazing release deep within your cunt. 

Sweat makes your skin glisten as you lay in Junhui's arms panting. The shadows come forth once more — at your command — solidifying into an elegant black outfit. 

The king hums in approval. "No crown is needed to represent your authority, but I will give whatever gems and riches you desire." 

"I want nothing but you." 

"Isn't it funny? Alive, I could offer you nothing but now in this realm of ours — anything is possible."

You kiss his forehead, smiling extra sharply with your newly acquired fangs. "Thank you for waiting for me." 

"Thank you for coming back." Junhui whispers against your lips. "Now we have the rest of eternity to make up for what we lost."

Bound together. Forever. In Limbo.

[fvckbeom]

How about txt reactions when their s/o accidentally said "your dick is small" during an argument lmao

lmao okay lezzgo👹

YEONJUN!

literally just laughs at you, "you know that's not true." he'd say, raising a brow at you and you couldn't even argue back because...it wasn't. probably sorts the argument tbh because it just makes the whole thing funny, the tension between you broken.

SOOBIN!

"shut up your dick is small!" you'd yell, it was the first thing that came to mind and its immediately followed by silence and soobin looking at you and blinking. "...what?" he asked, chuckling, "i don't know it was the first thing i thought of!" was your only excuse.

BEOMGYU!

"oh yeah? well your ass is flat!" he'd shout back in retaliation(also not true tho)making you gasp, both of you standing in silence before one of you cracked, letting out a snort which just caused both of you laugh uncontrollably, the argument forgotten.

TAEHYUN!

"shut up microdick!" you'd yell, flailing your arms, your face stern. "well at least i know how to use it!" he'd yell back, crossing his arms over his chest and frowning at you. "what are we even arguing about?" you ask, furrowing your eyebrows. "...i don't know." taehyun mumbled.

HUENINGKAI!

doesn't even know what to say so he just pouts at you, "...that was mean" he'd murmur, looking away from you. "i'm sorry, i didn't mean it, your dick isn't small" you'd grit through your teeth, hating to have to admit you were wrong.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Epel, Floyd: Wild and Free

Floyd’s callback to his own birthday interview 👌 I sure hope Deuce didn’t die from that Magical Wheel ride—

Also!! Anyone notice that Epel’s Union Birthday pose looks like the pose from Vil’s first birthday card? jdbdjsbdjwns Man’s really learning from his dorm leader 😂 Unfortunate that Epel didn’t complete the Pomefiore ponytail trio though...

Imagine this...

“Ne, ne, Guppy-chan!”

“Mm? What’s up, Floyd-senpai?”

When Epel turned, he found his upper classman leering down at him. A sinister gleam in those heterochromatic eyes, spiked teeth on full display. Epel gulped, his body instinctively inching back--preparing not to flee, but to make space to fight.

Floyd had kicked down the door earlier.

Perhaps Epel would be next to be kicked down, if he wasn’t cautious.

“Are you sure you don’t want me and Jade as your brothers?” the eel sked in a drawl, leaning in with a slanted smile. “We’d treat you real nice, honest~”

“When you gotta say that you’re being honest, it just makes you sound way LESS honest!” Epel retorted.

“What, and Sea Lion-senpai is?” Floyd cackled, his wicked laughter piercing. “Last I checked, he’s just as crafty as Azul. I mean, Sea Lion-senpai swiped aaaall those contracts right from under our noses.”

“You don’t get it. Leona-san’s really cool when it comes down to it! It ain’t just about bein’ big n’ strong. It’s how you use what you’ve got! I... learned that from Vil-senpai.”

Even the things you thought were weaknesses before can become your strongest assets.

The first year clenched his fists, a show of self-assuredness. “Strong, smart, kind, cool...! The kind of guy everyone looks up to! That’s why, no matter what, I wanna be like Leona-san someday!”

“Kind? Bleh. He seriously doesn’t give that sorta impression at all,” Floyd sighed. “... But geez, I never thought I’d see the day when your eyes would sparkle over something like that, Guppy-chan.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“When I first met you, you were all about bulking up, gaining muscle, getting stronger. Just that, and nothing else. Now... I dunno, you’re different somehow.”

Epel straightened excitedly. “I actually grew a few centimeters from last year!”

“Nah, it’s not height. It’s more like... you still go through with Betta-chan-senpai’s crazy strict lessons, but...” Floyd tilted his head, his eyes creasing into gleeful crescents. “... You’re more free than ever.”

“Oh, am I? I’m... more free?” Epel blinked, unsure of how to interpret the word. “Well, I guess if by ‘freer’ you mean ‘more open’? Before, it kinda felt like I was chasin’ that one thing so hard, I forgot ‘bout all the other stuff that’s important.”

The birthday boy closed his eyes, letting long lashes sweep over his appled cheeks. “Not just physical strength, but strength of character. There’s so many types of strength I didn’t know about before. They’re like apples--lots of different kinds, and everyone has the ones they’re trying to cultivate.”

Floyd stared at him.

“D-Did I say something weird?”

“Nope! Nothing weird!”

“Wh-What’s with that scary smile, then?!”

“Mm? What scary smile? I’m just happy for you, Guppy-chan.” Floyd grinned toothily, folding his arm and resting it on Epel’s head. The birthday boy bristled, but did not dare jostle his upperclassman off.

“Happy... I dunno if I believe you on that.”

“Mm? I’m totally believable.”

“Ya look like yer gonna chew me up ‘n spit me out!” Epel protested, accent strongly cutting through his composed facade.

“That’s what I’m here for, aren’t I? For your special Gift of Good Fortune~” 

“Hold up!” Epel shouted, suddenly breaking away from Floyd. “If you think I’m just gonna take this lyin’ down, you got another thing comin’! LEZZGO, FLOYD-SENPAI! You and me, right here, right now!!”

Hehe. Looks like Guppy-chan’s grown up some. The ee’s grin broadened. That’ll make him way stronger—and way more fun to crush~

“Ahahahah! Now you’re speakin’ my language!”

“Bring it ON!!”

Pies were seized by both boys, their war cries ringing out above the party. Thrill tickled the backs of their throats, and whipped cream was set flying free into the world.

Happy birthday, Guppy-chan~!

Splat, splat!!

[kuroosshortcake]

The Bet

Tooru Oikawa x Y/N

Genre: Lmao Angst lezzgo.

Warnings: Swearing,,,and idk,,,

Sticky Notes: I love Tooru and please do take note that this is just a short story, Tooru is a pure sweet bean, got it?

this is my first time writing, please do not be afraid to criticize me, also reblogs are highly appreciated, now get ready to cry.

“Hey Cutie, how’s your day?” Tooru asked and plans a small kiss on your forehead “Oh, done with your practice??” you asked back handing him some bottled water.

You and Tooru have been dating for 3 months now, he’s the sweetest guy you've ever met. Sometimes he’ll gust hug you from the back and whisper sweet nothings on to your ear that sends butterflies to your stomach.

“Nah, wanna spend time with my cutie now so I ditched the practice, hehe” he scratched his nape and let out a soft chuckle. You suddenly heard a shout from the practice room.

“Tooru Oikawa!! Get your ass back here!! you're the Captain, you are supposed to be here with us you little sh–” It was Iwa Chan, walking like mad man, ready to hit your boyfriend right on his head.

“Damn, he caught me.” Tooru whispered as he snuggles up to your arms “Guess we’ll just spend some alone time tomorrow, Baby” he pouts and hugs you so tight. You smiled and hugged him back, “It’s fine go back, Iwa Chan looks so mad” you said and break from the hug. You waved him goodbye and headed home.

While walking home, you suddenly realize that tomorrow is your birthday. The thought of you and tooru spending the time together tomorrow makes you blush so hard.

Who knows? he might as well prepared a surprise for you, right? I mean you're his girlfriend after all.

Tomorrow comes, you dressed up so nicely. It’s your birthday and you're gonna spend the whole day with your favorite person.

You decided to cook some simple dishes so you can eat it together with Tooru and his group.

After cooking, you packed all the meals you've prepared and went the practice room where the boys always practice playing volleyball.

You were about to enter the room when you suddenly heard whisper inside, you heard your name. They're talking about you, you got curious so you open the door a little bit and peek.

“ Looks like Y/N’s really inlove with you, huh?” ask a guy and toss a bottled water to Tooru. “She’s really naive.” Tooru replied as he drank all the water. “She really thinks i’m inlove with her? Oh and btw, where’s my money? i won the bet!” He added and pointed the empty bottled to each guy.

“Yeah yeah, we’ll give it later. ” the other guy said “But are you sure you don't love her? I mean if i don’t know anything about about this bet, i’ll really believe that you’re madly in love with her” another guy speaked.

You’re already in the verge of crying, you're expecting him to say that it was all a joke, that he is really in love with you.

But expecting will just hurt you more, right?

“Why would i be in love with her? She’s not even my type. She’s also really clingy to be honest, also so very childli-” His sentence was cut off when they heard a crash from the door.

The food you prepared was all over your dress and on the floor now, tears were streaming down from your eyes.

“Y/N..” Tooru’s shocked voice was heard together with your sobs.

“What the hell happe��� OmyGod Y/N! Are you okay?” Iwazumi, who just came and who doesn't have any idea of what's happening asked you.

“How nice of you to prepare such a surprise for me, Oikawa.” you said between your sobs, not minding the hotness of the food that's splattered all over you.

All of them looked at you with their eyes wide open, shocked what they just heard

“Happy Birthday to me!”

“Y/N..let’s talk about this, okay?” slowly walking towards you, Tooru grabs a towel planning to wipe those tears away.

Jerk, he’s such a jerk.

“Don’t you come near me” you replied, your knees are getting weaker and weaker, you're about to fall but Iwazumi was behind you, helping you to stand up.

Guilt was all written on his eyes, he feels sorry for you.

“How stupid of me to fall for those sweet sweet lies of yours.” You said and let out a small sobs, pushing Iwazumi and runs outside.

It’s raining, the rain pouring really hard. But who cares? you just ran and ran, ran where your feet will take you.

“Y/N!!” his voice was the last sound you hear when you suddenly feel that your hit by something.

Then all when to black.

Happy birthday. What a wonderful way to celebrate a birthday.

[bearseulgs]

your moots as fanfic tropes?

yuhh lezzgo

@completelyrain love at first sight bc 1. she's so easy to get along with even from the first convo and 2. she's so pretty 💋 like fr gorgeous

@1-800-simping best friends to lovers, like it's like ur already super close but ur feelings begin to change and UGH I LOVE THAT TROPE not as much as i love Val mwah

@woonie-muffin that soulmate au with the pinky string IT'S SO CUTE and they'd fit it so well ☹️

@1-800-call-ria fake dating. don't ask questions Ria bc i can't explain this one it just feels right

@hanyweol dumb jock x exasperated nerd aka the best trope, pls let me be the dumb jock to ur exasperated nerd 🙏 /j ily tho

@yeeunjia coffee shop au i can't explain this it just Makes Sense i love it for her

@haechanls hurt/comfort fics, idk if this counts as a trope but idk it's just so sweet and intimate and i think it's great for them

@ihugjakey bodyguard au they'd fit it so well on either side

@silvermistcosmos rivals to loversss esp if it's like academic rivals, idk why but i feel like she'd suit it really well

@0423s that scenario where they're both superheroes and they flirt or are shy irl but are kinda enemies in hero work and they don't know each other's identities until this like random scenario idk i like it and i think it suits her

[tayaminaka]

Hello!! I saw requests were open and thought 'lezzgo'. How would Kunikida, Dazai, and Chuuya react to an s/o who's Fukuzawa's (secret) daughter? I did it like that cause i dont think he's a man who'll just blurt out he has a daughter. Only if you're not too busy. Pls and ty!!

S/O who’s Fukuzawa’s secret daughter with Kunikida Doppo, Dazai Osamu and Chuuya Nakahara

𝐾𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑘𝑖𝑑𝑎 𝐷𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑜

Would be suprised when he finds out. Of course he had his thoughts about the similarities between you and Fukuzawa but he never thought deeply about that. After all it’s not ideal, not polite and good to talk about people behind their backs

But he fully understands the reasons why nobody should know about you. Leading a Agency that goes against criminal groups and having a daughter can be dangerous if there is an information leak

His behavior won’t change much. He can perfectly keep apart his work and private life so he would always act professionally despite his new knowledge

Though he won’t tell anyone about you and your father. If it’s a secret then it should remain as one

Well from your fathers side everything is fine. He knows that Kunikida is a good man with a high sense of justice that also can fully protect you if anything happens

Sometimes you would bring him to family dinners between you three. Kunikida would always be really formal with you and your father, it’s a simple habit of his. But I think it would be fine, after all it’s Kunikida we’re talking about

𝐷𝑎𝑧𝑎𝑖 𝑂𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑢

He would be only a little bit surprised. Different from Kunikida he actually thought about that more than once. He often compared you to the president like if you had the same hair or eye color, maybe similar personality’s or something like that. And in the end he quickly connected the dots

Would sometimes think twice before cuddle with you or kiss you but that’s all, there won’t be drastic changes in his behavior

He will often feel a inner satisfaction that only he knows the little secret and no one else. It kinda makes it a bit special that only three people know it and he’s part of them. It’s like in a mystery or romance novel where this information needs to be hidden from others

Though he would sometimes worry for your safety. It isn’t safe to be with him, he knows that but your position might bring you double danger. He once talked with Fukuzawa about that when they were alone. It was a quite good conversation that made some things clear

If you take him home with you he will be pretty relaxed with a bit interest in his eyes and mind. He never entered the Presidents house so it’s a new environment for him that he gladly will inspect when he gets the chance

𝐶ℎ𝑢𝑢𝑦𝑎 𝑁𝑎𝑘𝑎ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎

Well it won’t be very pleasant...at all. He simply didn’t expect to once met you and your father together and he didn’t expect that you would call him to come closer and he fully didn’t expect that you were the daughter of the enemy

But what did he actually expect? It wasn’t like he asked who your father was or what does your father do at work, for him it wasn’t necessary. And after all, who asks such questions?

He would try to hide your relationship from the mafia because he knows how it can turn out if somebody finds out. This information and the whole connection would be a good use for the boss

And you both won’t go to your place very often, only if you are 100% sure that your father won’t come home too soon. Few times both met each other and the situation was tense. So tense that you were afraid that everything would just escalate in seconds

But Chuuya and Fukuzawa aren’t stupid. They don’t really have a reason or a order to attack each other. Besides both want to see you happy even if it means to pull themselves together. Maybe after a while both would somehow get along with each other