#so... by popular request xD

[datamodel-of-disaster]

New (terrible) plan to get better at playing dnd and not always cast the same 3 spells:

- Make a random d20 roll table containing all prepared spells.

- As the combat round starts, roll on the table to determine what spell will be used.

- You now HAVE TO come up with something vaguely useful (or at least, not detrimental) to do on your turn with that spell. Environment, familiars and allies can be used.

...

It will probably suck but since my DM has cautiously let me know he is a bit bored of my overly cautious and unimaginative playstyle... I'm gonna do this.

Will report back on the hijinks ^^

[planetformer-central]

Okay, two ships, both of which are very popular. Oplita, and MegOp. I love em both XD

I have like five requests for Megop, so we'll get there. In the meantime, I am proud to reveal Legonis! Or as he prefers to be called, Cricket.

He was very much the result of 'comforting each other after the horrors'. Optimus and Elita were still getting over D-16 up and leaving/the war brewing in the distance. And after the Matrix decided to up the chances of accidents happening, Legonis was conceived. Elita and Optimus were rightly shooketh, but stepped up quickly. Both were feeling dramatic when naming him, but Bee was quick to give him his nickname, and much to Elita's annoyance, Cricket stuck.

He takes a great deal after Optimus in color and in alt-mode, but there is no denying who his other creator is when one looks at his face. He's spunky, the embodiment of Orion Pax in the chaos department, but notably very obsessive when it comes to keeping his things in order. However, being so similar to a Prime has its probelms, and from behind, he's been mistaken for Optimus a lot. To the point where even Megatron had to do a few double takes the first few times he encountered Cricket out on the field.

On that note, Megatron fragging HATES him. He will not comment why.

[bananadramaaa]

Have you drawn human serpentis? I'd be curious to see what you make him look like =)

Hopefully, I understood you correctly, so my human version of Sir Pentious upon ya~ I didn't make him too steampunk-like, because I wanted to explore some late Victorian fashion since I've got that chance (but I understand that Pentious is supposed to have mad scientist vibes XD).

And I decided to include Angel here too since @crimcramcrimmie requested him in the comments section. ✨Hazbin Hotel guests edition✨

I wanted to dress Angel in gangsta vibe clothes 'cause I saw some information that he was connected to the mafia. So I found an excuse to try my hand at zoot suits, which were quite popular in the 1940s.

[married-to-google-translater]

Can I make an Invincible Request? (Since they are really popular rn). Childhood Friend (maybe neighbor) Romantic Yandere Mark x Reader.

It'd be cute if he doesn't keep a single secret from Darling. Minus his feelings of course. Like its easier to rush into battle to save the day than it is to possibly ruin the only constant relationship.

Omg omg omg this is so awesome ❤️❤️❤️❤️ I really love this request and I am super grateful because I don't get enough requests for invincible.

Thank you so much ❤️

Yandere Mark Grayson

You and Mark met each other at softball practice when you were kids.

The events that led to your friendship would not be the best :D

You accidentally hit Mark in the face with a softball during practice.

Oh, you were so sorry about that incident...

Because of this, you started spending a lot of time together and became friends.

You spent a lot of time with Mark and his family during your childhood/youth.

His feelings for you quickly flared up.

However, Mark was too shy to tell you because he didn't want to lose you.

He would be an overprotective "best friend" even before his superpowers.

Lol Mark would hate every partner you had but there was nothing he could do.

Would try to give them a death stare but fail...

He's too innocent to be scary.

When he got his powers he would be so hyped and you would definitely be the first person he would tell.

Even though this means he'll be busier now, Mark would still try to spend time with you.

He loved how understanding you were...

Another sign that maybe you should be more than just friends.

Mark would try to make up for lost time by getting you various surprises from all over the world.

You used to joke that Mark was your personal Amazon driver XD

Oh, he would also take you on flights with him sometimes.

He would also use his powers to "ensure your safety" :D

Read as stalking and intimidating potential partner candidates

And everything should have continued like this until something happened.

He probably would have confessed his feelings if you were in danger and he almost lost you.

Mark just couldn't hold it back anymore.

This would just be a reminder that your life was too short and fragile....

Hopefully you enjoy your new Yandere boyfriend :3

[st4ringlow]

Hi do you happen to take a request. If you up for it can I request fratboy atsumu and make it hurt/comfort wheter it's misunderstanding cz you know he is so popular or anything that you like. Love your job btw and you can ignore my request if you are not into it ♡♡♡

a misunderstanding between fratboy!atsumu and fem!reader.

hurt, comfort, vulgar words used.

note: hello! thank you so much for the request. sorry this took long, these weeks has been so busy and i've only got a chance to write it this afternoon. this hits hard while im writing because i experienced the same thing, but instead of reassurance i got dumped lol XD. i hope you enjoy my own interpretation of this prompt.

more fratboy!atsumu here!

dating fratboy!atsumu is wonderful, yet it comes with consequences.

the constant social events, the parties, and being under the scrutiny of his frat brothers can be overwhelming. however, the fear of not being enough for someone as popular as atsumu is your greatest concern. atsumu has a bunch of girls lined up for him, ready to take your place should the relationship end. you feel guilty of thinking this way, because your boyfriend has made it clear how much he loves you. the thought is slowly eating you up, and how bad it affects your emotions lately. you'd be so sensitive, which causes you to lash out on him for small or no reason at all, but you're grateful of how atsumu never once gets mad, instead offering reassurance you needed.

the atmosphere is vibrant with the crowd at the party, the sound of loud music, and an array of drinks and food spread out on a large table. you hadn't intended to go to a frat party with atsumu tonight, but you find yourself here regardless because it's suna's event. suna has always been nothing but kind to you, and you get along with him well, so it would feel rude not to attend tonight.

atsumu had left you on your own, engaging in conversation with his friends somewhere. as you mingle with familiar faces, trying to shake off the doubts in your mind, you catch a glimpse of atsumu across the room. he's talking to a girl, one you dont recognize. your stomach turns as you watch her, admiring her beautiful features and you suddenly feel ugly having her presence near you. not to say how sexy she looks, casually slaying any style that she wears. she's standing close to him, her body language open and flirty. she laughs at something he says, placing a hand lightly on his arm. atsumu smiles back at her, seemingly enjoying the conversation. the sight sends a jolt of jealousy through you. your heart was aching, so you decided to step outside to feel some fresh air. as you make your way to the door, you hear a couple of atsumu's frat brothers talking nearby.

"man, atsumu's only with her because she's safe. she's not like other girls, you get what i mean?"

"yeah, i give it a month before he gets bored and moves on. probably after he fucked her first, heard that she's a virgin," one of them said, earning chuckles from his peers.

"dude you seen the girl atsumu's talking to? man she's hot as hell, i bet he gets his cock wet with her instead of his girlfriend,"

the words sting, like salt on an open wound. you feel tears welling up in your eyes as you quickly leave the party. the fresh air outside does little to soothe the ache in your chest. you walk home, with every step feeling heavier than the one before, hurt and confusion swirl through your mind. you didnt care about atsumu who's still at the party, he can go have fun with his 'new girl'.

it wasn't long before atsumu came looking for you, only to realize that you had already left. "dunno dude, but i saw her crying when she got out of the house, i didnt ask because i thought you two had an argument or something," said a guy from atsumu's fraternity. what did he do? he thinks. not before his twin started asking the same thing, and he swore he felt like his life is on the line. "what the heck did ya do?" osamu's tone is mad, and he's second away from grabbing atsumu's collar and bash his head into the wall. "i dont know! i was just talking to midori and- " his eyes widen, finally realizing the reason why before smacking his head into his palm repeatedly. suna shakes his head. "better go now man, dont wanna mess up this one, yeah?" suna advised, patting on atsumu's shoulder before the blonde dashes outside and drove off.

atsumu's texts and calls remained unanswered. you activated do-not-disturb mode, silencing any notifications and calls from your boyfriend. your feet ached from the lengthy walk, and you regretted the impulsive decision you made earlier. suddenly, a honk startled you, and you turned to see a familiar vehicle—atsumu's car—slowing down to match your walking pace. despite this, your pride was unwavering, and you quickened your steps. atsumu's voice, calling out your name in an attempt to halt your progress, was audible.

"(y/n), baby! come on now!" he pleaded, but you continued to ignore him. striving to walk faster, the discomfort in your feet intensified. then, the sound of his car door closing followed by the approaching footsteps indicated he was coming after you.

"babe! c'mon, listen ta me," he pleaded, his voice filled with desperation. you kept walking, your emotions a whirlwind of hurt and confusion. finally, atsumu caught up to you, gently grabbing your arm to stop you. "please," he said, his voice softer now, "just let me explain,"

you stop, reluctantly turning to face him. his eyes were filled with worry and regret. "im sorry, m'kay? i didnt mean to make you feel that way," he began, his voice cracking slightly. "im sorry baby, midori is an old friend, and we have nothing going on, whether its in the past or now, we never had anything together,"

you looked away, the pain still fresh in your heart as you recalls those hurtful words you heard. "your frat brothers, they said some hurtful things. they said how you're only with me because im safe, and you're going to leave me right after you take away my virginity. and, how you're probably fucking with her behind my back,". you were choking back tears, overwhelmed by a wave of pain and guilt. "i feel worse, tsumu. i hate how i feel like im in a competition with all the pretty girls waiting for you to break it off with me, and- , and how im afraid im not enough with you, and you will leave me because you realized im not what you wanted,"

atsumu's grip on your arm tightened slightly, his eyes pleading for you to understand. he'll deal with those assholes later, right now his only concern is you. "fuck, 'm so sorry, sweetheart, im sorry," he said. tears welled up in your eyes. seeing your struggle, atsumu pulls you into a gentle embrace, his warmth offering a sense of comfort amidst the turmoil. "that's not true at all, my love for ya is genuine, those guys dont know shit about me, fuck," atsumu said, his tone filled with desperation and a slight anger. "yer perfect fer me, i fucking love ya so much. yer always be more than enough for me baby, so fucking gorgeous, perfect in every way, dont doubt it alright?" he confessed, feeling his eyes burning with tears.

"im so sorry. i should have noticed how ya were feeling," he murmured into your hair. "im here now, 'm not goin' anywhere. we'll get through this, i promise,"

you finally relax yourself in his arms, the hurt slowly beginning to fade. the raw honesty and vulnerability in his voice reassured you, and you felt a glimmer of hope.

the drive home was slow and filled with more heartfelt conversation. atsumu held your hand the entire time, his thumb gently rubbing the back of your hand as he reassured you of his love and commitment. by the time you reached home, you felt lighter, the misunderstanding serving as a catalyst for a deeper connection and renewed trust.

[makuzume]

Jujutsu Kaisen Masterlist

Requests always open :: Default is gn!reader :: req rules

🏅Popular; ⭐️Author's Favs; 🚺Fem; 🚹Masc; 🌈Queer; 🔞 m!nors do not interact

SMAUs📱💬 (more in series list at the bottom👇)

🔅 Texting Them You're Pregnant 🚺

[Gojo, Nanami]🏅

[Geto, Ino]

[Sukuna, Toji] ⭐️

🔅 Texting Them During the Shibuya Incident

[Toji]

[Nobara, Shoko, Yuta]

🔅 Reacting to Your Handsome Photo 🚹

[Ino, Nanami, Gojo, Megumi]

[Choso, Toji, Shoko, Sukuna, Toge]

🔅 Giving Them A Cute Bento Box

[Megumi, Yuji, Yuta, Maki]

[Gojo, Ino, Geto]

🔅 They Forget About Your Birthday

[Part 1]

[Part 2]🏅

🔅 You "Forget" Their Birthday (As Revenge)🏅

[Part 1]

[Part 2.1 Toji/Nanami] [Part 2.2 Gojo/Geto]

🔅 You Betrayed and Used Them

[Part 1]

[Part 2.1] [Part 2.2]

🔅 [Failed Surprise For Your Birthday]

🔅 [Having a Girl Gym Trainor Prank] 🚺

🔅 [They Can't Open a Bottle/Jar]

🔅 [Texting Them "Have you seen my phone?"]

🔅 [Telling Them You're Bisexual] 🌈

🔅 [Confessing You're Getting a Top Surgery!] 🌈

🔅 [Asking You If They Can "Stack on it"] 🚹🔞

🔅 [They Try to Flirt! (They Don't Know How)] 🚹

🔅 They Ghost You (LDR Scenario)

[Part 1]

[Part 2]🏅

[Part 3.1] [Part 3.2] 🆕

🔅 [Texting You When They're Needy] 🔞🆕

Solo Character SMAUs

🔅 [Failed 35th Bday Surprise for Gojo!] 🆕

🔅 [Comforting Geto After the Riko Incident]

🔅 [bf! Sukuna Comforts Reader Having A Bad Day]

🔅 [bf! Sukuna Pretends to Know About Periods] 🚺

🔅 [Sukuna's POV: Asking Uraume About Periods] 🚺⭐️

Non-SMAU✍️📖 (long fic, headcannons, etc.)

🔅 [Toge Accidentally Uses his Cursed Speech on You] ⭐️

🔅 [The Last Time You Talk to Yuta]

🔅 [Reaction to Fixing Their Necktie]

🔅 [Sukuna Kills Yuji's Lover]

Jujutsu Kaisen Series List

smau:📱|| long fic:📖|| drabbles/headcannons:🗣️|| angst: 🥀|| fluff:🧸|| smut:🔞|| crack:🎭|| mature themes:⚠️|| mild of whatever category: 🤏

🇵🇭Filipino AU Series🇵🇭

In an alternate universe where the JJK characters live as... FILIPINOS??! (Crack!; No specific order; Various AUs) More PH references under "Artworks" section below👇

JJK Characters as Your Filo Delivery Rider 📱🎭⭐️

🔅Toge Accidentally Uses His Cursed Speech on You🔅

What becomes of Toge after the recent traumatic events from Shibuya? Will he be the same? How does it affect him? Worried, you were persistent to see him so you can comfort him, but hese complicated feelings caused him to unintentionally do the unthinkable.

i/ii. Part 1 and Part 2 📱📖🥀

iii. Part 3 📖🥀

iv. Part 4 📖📱🤏🥀/🧸

v. Part 5

🔅Artworks🔅

[Lumpiang Toge] 🇵🇭

[Sukuna Pin (SUKU-NA Ako Meme)] 🇵🇭

[When You're Just a Chill Gojo]

In the works: endless WIPs♾️

Although I absolutely love writing, I take some time to gather energy to make it since it's split between my hobbies and my art degree, so I hope you can be patient :)) (idm the inboxes asking for updates and sometimes you guys ask it in such a silly way XD)

👇Tags to find per character👇

[pastelrotdoll]

You wanted requests so.. how about Kokushibo x reader? Reader could be a humble farmer but really good with a scythe and actually manages to fight off a bunch of weaker demons that attack him/her during a late night at the field. Reader manages to catch the eye of the upper moon 1 and is absolutely terrified but has the "just my luck & guess we shall fight now"-attitude. You can decide where you take it from there xD

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𝙺𝚘𝚔𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚋𝚘 𝚡 𝙵𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚛! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

﹍ⲯ﹍ⲯ﹍︿﹍☆

Love the request and the idea anon! Tw: Blood mentions, choking (light), stalking

Your safe haven was a secluded farm, nestled cozily between the mountains.

Beside it were a village, which had long attracted some popularity because of a scandal of twins with one born with a hideous mark on his forehead, and the other becoming a demon.

However you had merely accepted that as a myth, a rumour and a fairy tale, not caring enough about the hushed whispers of the travelers that stopped by the tavern beside your farm, or about any mythical demonic creatures. You were sure they didn't exist.

Your farm was large enough to feed you, and to make ends meet. You worked efficiently there and your most prized possession was a scythe gifted by your late father.

Its blade and the way it shed everyweed in its path when you swung enthralled you. This caused you to often to practice fighting with it, often slicing up entire trees which made gathering wood a thousand times easier.

Walks late in your farm were common. You liked the moon, you liked the crisp air, the way the cicadas buzzed; and your farm needed someone to stay watch on incase of any threat , however since you did not have enough money to hire a watchman, you had to take on this task by yourself.

You poor thing not knowing you were being stalked.

Kokushibo had taken a special interest in you. He never knew what intrigued him so much about a mere farmer like you. Yet he always came back to you ,drawn as the waves are drawn to the moon.

Perhaps it was your talent in your skill in swinging the scythe, perhaps it was your willingness to learn and grow stronger, which reminded of him of those bittersweet times as Mitchikatsu.

Maybe it was the village he had grown up in, all of his remnants scattered around the edges of his memories, and he came back again and again to the village, every night, craving an invisible connection that he had broken.

He stayed restless, always lurking in the dark, until he spotted you, wondering what a human was doing such late at night. He was piqued, only for entertainment and simple, he amused himself at first, only watching you to satisfy his curiosity.

But over the time he somehow grew upon you, he could not help but smile when you did, your face lighting up like a gentle firefly. He could not help but crave the gentle way you caressed the plants and loved them dearly, to love him that way too.

He did not understand this. Did not understand his secretive relationship with you. If this was a relationship at all.

You were again taking a sweep around your farm. Looking out for any invaders or theives. Somehow you couldnt shake off the uncanny feeling of being watched for months now. However tonight it was more perceptible. There was a terrible gut feeling. Was it all a premonition? You looked around your farm. The wheat was still, however something was wrong. You realized it when all the cicadas were silent. Taking another look around, you shook your head. "Your just being paranoid. Its all clea"-THUD!

You fell to the ground hastily scrambling as your scythe sliced a demon apart. Its ugly torso was separated from it's legs however it regenerated.

Kokushibo merely watched. He will interven if necessary. He trusted you enough that you could handle yourself with one demon. (How odd I thought he trusted nobody)

You fought the thing off, butchering it until it's blood lay thick on your blade and it slowly turned to ashes.

You had swung your scythe until your arms could fall off. It was like an extension of your arms.

When three more demons attacked.

With a rush of adrenaline, you whipped up your scythe, the blade glinting in the moonlight , and jumped aside as one hurled itself on you. Taking another blow you cut off the things arms and legs, the other demon creeped from behind, and while your back was at him, it attacked. You cut down two of them, the third was about to kill you, aiming at the neck.

I guess he had to intervene.

SHHNG! You turned around. The demons head was lopped of in the blink of an eye and out stood towering another demon.

He exuded an impenetrable aura, a katana with eyes was fastened to his side, his hand never leaving the handle. He was profound, majestic even. His six eyes, with sclera as red as blood and golden irises, bore into your soul. Suddenly the pressure you felt was immeasurable, however you gritted your teeth, spat out a tooth broken in the fight and gritted your teeth, tightening your knuckles around the handle of your scythe.

Fear so palpable had overcome you. You couldnt stop shaking and your hands burned from clutching your scythe so tight. Hair stood up on the back of your neck. You had never confronted true fear until now. Never felt such a sense of doom until now. Fear.

"I must say, the way you fought those demons was impressive." His face was impassive while talking.

He didn't know why he was talking. Why he was so concerned about a human who he could destroy with batting an eyelash. Why he kept thinking of this human. Why he kept coming back. Why he kept talking.

"I never truly thought you had the will of a warrior. However you show potential" Maybe he could find a way of keeping you his.

The idea amused him, of toying with you. Was this his way of forging any relationships to fill the void of any love he had felt? He did not care for his wife or children. He had left them to become this demon. Why was he trying now?

"I will give you my blood to become a demon. If Master accepts and you prove yourself to be worthy, then maybe he will accept you into the Twelve Kizuki."

You struggled to maintain composure. What was he talking about? Blood? Master? Twelve Kizuki? You had to act. Had to do something. You raised your scythe-

In the blink of an eye, you got slammed into a nearby tree. He was choking you, holding you by your neck. Not enough to kill you, just so to constrict your voice. You struggled, kicking legs. The scythe flopped down onto the grass below. He blinked all of his six eyes at you at the same time.

Your eyes roamed over his face. It was beautiful truly, in an abhorrent, terrible way. His multiple eyes would make you feel like glass, his hair hair was black with red tips. He wore a purple and black, hexagonal patterned Kimono and hakama pants. But the most glaring, eye catching factor of him that accentuated his enigmatic looks were the words Upper One (Jogen Ichi).

"Such hasty decisions will always make you fall. Ah your are bleeding. I will stop your bleeding. Humans are so fragile. However... if you bleed to death... or if his lordship doesn't approve of you... and you die... then death was always your fate. In that case... you were no greater a man than that. Don't you... agree?"

"What...are...you...talking about" you hissed through your teeth. You had to fight him. Protect yourself in whatever cause. You kept wriggling, much to his amusements, all of your efforts futile "I won't.....let you....do anything to me!" you croaked as his hand tightened around your throat. He seemed to be playing with you, like a cat to a flailing baby bird.

Kokushibos eyes narrowed, he stayed silent until he let out his grip and let you flop on the grass floor below with a dull thud.

He will let you run, for now.

He hated to see the fear and contempt in your eyes. Hated to be the cause of your distress. He will change that.

You will become his demon, whether you liked it or not. He will keep you, he will take care of you, he will do anything, just to understand.

Be ready, little fledgling, you will not escape.

[justwinginglife]

Is this how I request? I'm a boomer, I dunno how to work these fancy gagits xD

Bbuutt you know what would be an amazing oneshot? Jealous!reader BUT Hoshina loves seeing her assert her dominance over other girls so he doesn't stop her (unless she's going too far)

I know you're busy so take your time with this ^.^

I love how this was your first request for me and I answered most of your requests first LOL. Finally coming back around to this one. Mature content mentioned.

Crazy

One of Soshiro's favorite things about you was your attitude. He loved the way your eyes burned bright, the way your lips dripped with sass, the way you spoke your mind about whatever you wanted, whenever you wanted. He thought it was sexy when you told people off, and even sexier when you told him off. And he let you run wild most of the time because it was entertaining; it would be all the time if you didn’t know how to use your fists, and if he wasn’t nervous that you’d use them freely if provoked enough. 

One time, a dog bit you and you bit it back. Soshiro was both shocked and amused, the dog was less amused and more shocked. Either way, that was the day Soshiro discovered he had a biting kink. After that, he frequently nibbled and chomped on any accessible part of you to elicit a bite back. And when you did bite him, he felt like he was a dog, wagging his tail, overjoyed from the delicious attention. 

But as sexy as he thought you were, he knew you could get a bit too rowdy at times and the situation could quickly spiral out of control. He didn’t mind being the one to leash you, it was his intention to stay by your side at all times anyway. He was obsessed with you. And he counted himself lucky that you were also obsessed with a bastard like him. After all, he was the only person you’d ever listen to; even your commanding officers held no sway over you. It was just lucky for them that you happened to agree with their decisions most of the time. But you made damn sure they knew when you disagreed. 

Sometimes you teased Soshiro that the only reason he was a Vice Captain was because the promotion was out of gratitude from his superiors for him keeping you in line. Some days, he’d pout, going off about all the reasons why he deserved to be Vice Captain besides babysitting a little shit like you. Some days, he’d smirk, telling you he’d put you in your place right then and there on the conference table or in the training room, wherever you were. But every day, you enjoyed his banter. You wondered why no one else’s company was as valuable to you as his. Sometimes, half the shit he said drove you crazy and if anyone else had said them to you, you’d knock their teeth out. But for some bizarre reason, your heart ran marathons in your chest every time he talked to you, whether he was saying something annoying or not. And you didn’t have the time or energy to waste figuring it out, so you gave into the feeling. You let yourself love him. 

But you sure as hell didn’t let anyone else love him. 

He’d been getting rather popular lately and lots of news reporters had been poking around the base trying to snag an interview with him. Sometimes he gave them the time of day and sometimes he didn’t. But either way, it drew attention to him. Attention that you didn’t like. 

You thought you had finally established to everyone in the Third Division, no, to everyone in the entire Defense Force that he was yours. And he let you. But now, thanks to all the paparazzi, you found yourself having to defend your place by his side to all of Japan. To all the horny women (and a few horny men) looking to get a bite out of your man. 

But it had been slow at work lately, and the kaiju that had been popping up were unimpressive, leaving you bored. Maybe this was a way to vent your energy. Let them come at me, you thought to yourself. 

The opportunity came sooner than you would’ve liked. But you were ready all the same.

You were out running errands with Soshiro over the weekend and you asked him to take your groceries up to check out. You just wanted to grab a drink from the fridge real quick and you’d meet him up there. When you found him, he was getting hit on by the cashier.

It didn’t matter that he said no, it didn’t matter that he tried to shake her off, she continued with her pursuit of him regardless, and it pissed you the fuck off. He had finally finished paying and she had written her phone number on the receipt. When you saw that, you went up to her, wrapped a possessive arm around his waist, and then splashed the fresh soda you had just grabbed into her face. Then you slammed the exact change for the drink down on the counter and snarled at her, “Don’t ever talk to my man again,” before hauling Soshiro out of the store, leaving her stunned and him smirking. You, of course, immediatley ripped up the receipt with her number on it and Soshiro, wanting to tease you a bit, asked as innocently as he could, “Aww, but what if I needed to return something?” You glared at him and ignored him the whole ride home until he was literally begging on his knees for you to talk to him again. Once you’d seen the sorry sight, you immediately went back to acting like the whole event had never happened, humming happily as you cooked dinner. Soshiro questioned if you were ever even actually mad at him and if you purposely gave him the cold shoulder just to see how much he’d whine for you. He wasn’t wrong but you’d never admit it.

Another time, you were in a movie theater with Soshiro, simply trying to watch some romance together in peace. The couple in front of you was trying to fuck and when the girl threw her head back to moan, she caught sight of your boyfriend. She had the audacity to ask if he wanted to join, completely ignoring you snuggled up against him so that no one could mistake you for anything less than his girlfriend. You ripped the blanket off of them, snapped a photo of their half naked bodies mid-fuck, and showed the theater manager, getting them banned from the place for life (for shits and giggles, you even coaxed some free movie tickets from the manager to make up for such a “traumatizing experience.”) And then, when the bitch thought that was the worst you could do to her, you went and posted her shame online and let the internet do the rest of the work. Soshiro thought that last part was a little cruel, but the worse the crime against you, the harder you fought back. You didn’t feel remorseful in the slightest.

On a good day, you’d just stick your tongue down Soshiro’s throat, forcing whoever was hitting on him to awkwardly make their exit. On your worst day, you drove a cab driver’s car into a river because she had left the car unattended, keys still in the ignition, to step out and give Soshiro her number. When asked why you did it, you simply shrugged, saying you were in the mood for a swim. It was a good thing Soshiro had friends in the police department. Not that you needed them, he was sure you could gnaw your way through the cell bars anyway. 

But each and every time someone would flirt with Soshiro, he was grateful for it, because it turned him on watching you assert yourself over all these other women, and, having pent up energy after such frustrating encounters, you’d take it out on him, reminding him who he belonged to. He was having the time of his life. He’d only stop you if you were on the verge of injuring someone physically (you injured a lot of them psychologically) but part of him wondered if he’d still find that attractive. He did get horny whenever you beat a kaiju to a pulp. He wondered if that made him just as fucked up as you. You were a match made in heaven. 

And though he teased you relentlessly about your jealousy, you never failed to remind him just how envious he could be as well. 

If someone touched you during a sparring match, and they kind of had to if they were going to win, he would lose it. If someone asked for your name just to put it on your food order, he’d give them his instead, snarling that they had no business talking to his girl like that. And it wasn’t just the men. Hoshina was convinced that every woman was a lesbian and they were into you. If someone walking by stopped to comment on how they liked your hair or your lipstick, he’d immediately turn you around and steer you in the opposite direction, calling over his shoulder to them that it was too bad that your hair and your lipstick would be fucked up by the time he was finished with you. And you’d let him fuck you up too because his jealousy turned you on just as much as yours turned him on. For him, you turned into a raging, filthy slut.

And, after watching his possessiveness get the better of him, time and time again, you finally figured out why you worked so well together, why you were so obsessed with each other, why thoughts of him consumed you on a daily basis.

His crazy matched your crazy.

[littlexscarletxwitch]

Hiiii i have a request, but dont know if you want to do it.

Flo X reader

Flo and reader have been dating for a while. They have a happy healthy relationship. Reader is getting more famous (dj, traveling the world) and thats hard on their relationship. Flo gets jealous because reader gets alot of female attention and don’t know how to tell reader this bothers her. Also because they dont gave the time for eachother. This takes a toll on their relationship. After some time they decide to break up because they feel like they don’t give each other the time they deserve.

Maybe a year after they “move on” but after seeing each other again, feelings resurface. You can decide the ending

── ༊*·˚⋆ 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸

paring: florence pugh x fem!reader

tag(s): a bit of fluff, mostly angst, flo and r break up, i almost made myself cry, a little bit of possessive flo but we love her

warning(s): grammatical errors, unedited, not proofread

word count: 2.9k

note: I looooove how this one turned out, I had so much writing this nonnie. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it and I hope you like it, I tried my best lol. Also, she's looong, I love that xd. Also just as I was finishing it I realised you said a year later, well oops, but sometimes 6 months can feel like a whole year. Lots of love M <3

requests are open! + check my rules + masterlist <3

“Guess what?” you popped your head into your and Florence’s shared bedroom.

“What’s up?” she asked, her eyes not leaving the script she was reading. 

“I’ve got you tickets for tonight’s show. VIP for you, Ashley, Toby, Theo, whoever you want,” you said, smiling. 

She finally looked up at you, she saw the brightness in your eyes that she just couldn’t say no nor she wanted to. “That’s great, baby! Thank you,” she said, blowing you a kiss. 

“Yeah, I thought you would like to come since it’s my last show here and then the tour starts,” you said, making your way to the bed and lying next to her.

Florence mentally cursed herself, she was so caught up with her work that she had totally forgotten that you would be touring for the next six months. She felt sick to her stomach knowing you would be that long away from her, but it was your job after all. Being the most recent popular DJ opened up more doors to you, and that included a full world tour. She couldn't be prouder for you, but she also hated to be so far away from you for so long. Still, she plastered a smile on her face for your sake.

“Yeah, I would love nothing more. We will be there, of course,” she said as she pecked your lips.

[...]

With a drink on her hand, Florence was swaying her hips to the rhythm, her eyes fixed on you even from the VIP sector. She had a smile on her face until a girl showed up next to you, and she couldn't help the smile turning into a frown. 

She was well aware of the attention sometimes you would get, especially from other girls, it was no news to her. But that brunette smiling at you was getting on her last nerve.

“Come on, Flo! You love this song,” Theo, Florence’s friend, tried to get her to dance again.

As she looked back at her friend she realised you had played her favourite song, well it was actually a remix of it, a remix you had made specifically for her. She smiled at the thought of you thinking of her, so her eyes settled back on you and much to her annoyance that brunette was still there, now practically grinding on you. She wasn’t having anymore of that

Florence drank the last bit of the glass before muttering ‘I’ll be right back’ to her friends. She made her way toward you, determination written all over her face. 

“Oh, hey!” you said as you watched her from the corner of your eyes. Florence could tell you were having fun playing your songs but she could also see how tense up your shoulders were, how awkward the brunette was making you. 

“Hi,” she said in a low voice as she grabbed your chin, making you face her and smashed her lips against yours. 

You smiled through the kiss as you heard the crowd in front of you cheering, but unaware that Florence sent a death glare to the brunette while roughly and possessively kissing you. She pushed her tongue inside of your mouth, her eyes glued to the brunette as she watched her face shift into awkwardness. 

You backed away from her, pecking her lips one more time before getting back to your console to keep the party going. Florence decided to not leave your side for the rest of the night, she had to make sure to keep what was her untouched from other people. So she spent the rest of the night grinding on you, stealing kisses from time to time and sending death glare to whoever girl got too close to you.

As she swayed her hips, the thought of you alone in different parts of the world unprotected from other prying eyes upset her, she tried her best to push those thoughts away. She had tonight to make sure everyone knew you were taken and she was going to make sure of it. 

[...]

You felt on the top of the highest mountain, three shows in a week, twice a month all over Europe, Asia, and America. You felt like it couldn't get any better, but night after night the people attending would prove you wrong, making each night unique and memorable.

One of the best parts of your job was that you got to party as much as the people in your shows, you had fun along with them, a dream come true really.

After every show you would call Florence and tell her all about it, the atmosphere, the loud cheering, the dancing, the people you met. The first few weeks she had a smile on her face as she listened to you over the phone, but her smile got bitter as she would see the pictures you would post the next day. 

At first she was happy that you were having the time of your life, but that happiness turned into a dark feeling once she saw all the girls all over you. She tried her best to ignore it, expecting you to ease her mind but you never brought the topic up, not even just to reassure her that those girls were nothing.

Truth be told, you didn’t even realise they were hanging out too close to you night after night as you were too caught in doing your job. It was nothing to you, they weren't Florence. You didn’t even look at them, just when your agent would show you the pictures that were going to be posted. 

But Florence couldn’t take it anymore as she saw the last picture you posted and a girl was kissing your cheek, that was the last straw.

“Hi, baby,” you yawned as you picked up her call, too tired after another successful show. “I was just about to call you.”

“Hey,” she could hear the smile on your face and she instantly felt guilty for having thought to scream at you. 

“I just wrapped up in Spain, Barcelona was epic really, we should come here sometime.”

“Yeah?” she sniffed, her emotions being all over the place. Not just jealousy and the anger toward those women, but missing you was taking a toll on her. “If you think so, then we must,” she felt tears burning her eyes. 

“Flor, are you okay?” she heard as you shifted on the other side of the phone, worried in your tone. “You sound upset.”

“I just—,” she sniffed again, she was about to tell you everything, how she felt, the doubt going through her mind. But she just couldn’t. “When are you coming back?” she cleared her throat. 

“Well, it’s been three months, so three months left,” you chuckled, trying to ease the tension. “We are wrapping up in Europe, five more shows I believe and then—.”

“Y/n, I don’t think I can do this,” she cut you off abruptly. 

Your heart dropped, she didn’t mean that, right?

“Do what, my love?” you played dumb, not wanting to hear her next words. 

“Whatever this is,” tears were rolling down her cheeks, but her voice didn’t tremble.

“‘Whatever this is?’ You think this is whatever?” you wanted to be angry at her, but really all you felt was sadness and rejection. You loved her, she loved you. This was not whatever. 

“Long distance just isn't doing it for me,” she just replied, as if you and her hadn’t been dating for almost two and a half years.

“Isn’t doing it for you,” you scoffed. “Really? I’m working, Florence. This is my job. I’m not on sabbatical, okay? I thought you were proud… I thought you were happy about me, world touring is a big thing.”

“I know, Y/n. I–.” 

What am I doing? Florence thought. 

“No,” you cut her off. “You’re not being fair, you are—.”

“I’m not being fair?” you could sense the anger in her voice now. “You left, okay? What did you expect me to do? That I was just going to wait for you at the front door like a puppy?” she finally snapped.

“Not like a puppy, but I thought I meant more… I thought you…” you sniffed. “I guess I was just wrong.”

“I guess we both were,” she said, then silence followed. 

You took a deep breath, pushing back the tears and swallowing the lump on your throat. 

“So this is it,” you waited for her to deny your words, you wanted her to. 

“Yeah, this is it,” she said instead, her angry and irrational self talking. 

You bit down your bottom lip as hard as you could to stop the whimper that threatened to escape your lips. 

“Okay, I… um,” you sniffed. “I’ll text someone to go pick up my things. Not that I have much there anyway…

“Y/n—” she tried, but the damage was already done. 

“Goodbye, Flor,” you said, the nickname finally shattering Florence’s heart into a million pieces.

“Y/n?” she tried again, sobbing, but all she heard was the dead line on the other side. 

[...]

Was it masochist of you to watch your ex’s new movie after having broken up six months ago? Yes, most likely yes.

You told yourself that it was just a coincidence, but you won’t lie to yourself, you knew exactly what you were doing when you decided to play that film.

You weren’t sure how you felt about her, you thought you had moved on from your relationship, that you grieved it and now you were at peace with it. But watching her on the screen, watching her smile, laugh, sure she was playing a character but the resemblance to the real Florence, the Florence you knew was there. 

You huffed in annoyance at yourself as the credits played on the screen. It was enough self pity for a day, you decided to go out and have a coffee, trying your best to get your mind off of your ex and her pretty smile. 

Your legs took you to your usual coffee place without much thought. It was a route you knew by heart, it was the coffee place that was closest to your apartment, and it was also the one you and Florence would usually go to. You dryly laughed at yourself as you opened up the door, could you be any more masochist?

You took your time looking at the menu, even though it was pointless since you always order the same thing. 

“Hello, what can I get for you?” the cute waitress smiled at you. 

“Hi, can I get a black coffee and an avocado toast to go please?” you returned the smile. 

“Sure thing!” Wendy, as it read on her tag name, said. 

You moved aside, waiting for your order as Wendy took new orders from the other clients. “Hi! Can I get a black tea with oat milk and two chocolate cookies to go, please?” you heard someone say to Wendy. 

A sad smile formed on your lips as you remembered that was Florence’s order. But it was silly really to think about her, most brits order tea and you were living in London after all.

“There you go,” the person said once again, probably handling Wendy the money. 

A shiver went up your spine as the stranger’s voice echoed in your mind. That raspy low voice, it sounded so similar to one you used to hear every morning, the one that sent shivers down your spine and caused butterflies in your stomach when it whispered in your ear. You shook your head, pushing away all thoughts related to Florence. 

It cannot be her, Y/n. You told yourself. She is not fucking here. Florence is…

“Y/n?” that sweet raspy low voice asked. 

Painfully slowly you turned around to face her, afraid and excited to meet her eyes. Those soft green eyes you so loved, those gentle green eyes that used to look at you with adoration, those green eyes whose owner broke your heart.

“Hi,” you almost whispered. 

“Hey,” you noticed the corner of her lips slightly pulling upwards.

You weren’t sure what to do next and neither did Florence since her lips gaped like a fish out of water. 

“I… I have to go,” you mumbled quickly, nodding to yourself. “Yeah, I have to—.”

“Y/n, you didn’t even get your order yet,” she sweetly muttered.

“Right,” you cursed yourself mentally. “Yeah, I’ll get my coffee and then I do have to go.”

As if on cue, you heard your name being called. Unlucky for you, so was Florence’s. 

“Sit with me,” she pleaded as you grabbed your coffee and avocado toast. Before you could deny her once again, she said, “Please, Y/n.”

She sounded so sweet, so gentle, so broken and wounded. She sounded nothing like the woman who broke up with you during a phone call. 

You made the mistake to look at her pickle green eyes and there was no way you could say no. 

“Five minutes,” you muttered, making your way to a free table, sure she was following behind you.

“Fifteen tops.”

“Ten,” you countered back.

She cleared her throat as the two of you took a seat opposite of eachother. “How… um.. How have you been?” she stared.

“Busy, really busy,” you took a sip of your coffee, buying yourself some time. A half lie, the tour ended 3 months ago so you weren’t that busy.

“I know it’s been a while and I just…” Florence couldn’t find the right words to say.

She had been waiting for this opportunity ever since you hung up the phone, she wanted to explain herself to you, she wanted to tell you what was going through her mind when she ended the most beautiful relationship she had ever had. She wanted to call you so many times after breaking up, but never found the courage to do so. She knew this was her only chance, she knew she couldn’t mess up. 

“That night…” you felt tears burning in the corner of your eyes, but you refused to let them roll down your cheeks.  “Before you called I was looking at some pictures you posted, and I just couldn’t stop myself from thinking how much fun you were having without me,” she cleared her throat. “And all I could see was all those women around you, touching you, smiling at you,” she humorlessly chuckled. “Fuck, I even remeber one was kissing your cheek or something.”

Your eyes winded as the memory came back, you wanted to tell her what happened: that the girl was beyond drunk, that you were just being polite, that your photographer took the picture without you noticing but you pushed off the girl as soon as her lips touched your cheek. You wanted to tell her when she called you, but she never let you explain it.

“And I just got so jealous and mad… and sad because I missed you,” she sniffed. “My emotions were all over the place and I just didn’t handle the situation how I would have wanted to.”

“That night I was going to tell you. I felt so guilty about that stupid kiss. Nothing happened, she was just really drunk and somehow they snapped a quick picture,” you explained to her nonetheless. “I didn’t want to post that picture, I wanted to delete it, but they thought it was a good picture so I couldn’t have a say in the matter,” you forced yourself to meet her gaze. “I want you to know that nothing ever happened.” 

A weight lifted off of both yours and Florence’s shoulders.

“I should have talked to you about my feelings.”

“I should have forced them out of you,” you chuckled.

“Yeah, maybe…” she said, lost in her own thoughts while a thin smile formed on her lips. “Are you… are you seeing someone?” she cofed, trying to act nonchalant.

You bite your bottom lip, trying to hold back the grin. “I am not,” you licked your lips, suddenly feeling them dry. “Are you?” you almost whispered. 

“No,” she quickly shook her head. “I am not.”

Silence embraced the two of you as yours and Florence’s heart started quickly and loudly beating. 

“So, I…”

“Maybe we…”

You both giggled as you both wanted to speak at the same time.

“You first,” you smiled at her.

“Have dinner with me,” she simply said. 

Once again you took your bottom lip in between your teeth. “Florence, I don’t know if…”

“Please, Billie misses you,” your stomach shrunk at her comment.

“Fuck,” you mumbled under your breath but she still heard you which made her smile. “Just Billie?” you asked teasingly and with a bit of hope. 

“No, not just Billie. I miss you too,” she slowly reached for your hand across the table, scared you were going to pull it away from hers. She let out the breath she was holding when you squeezed her hand, that was progress. “Just the three of us, dinner at mine, please?”

From the moment you saw her at the cafe you knew you were back at her mercy, who were you trying to fool? 

“Fine,” you pretend to sound annoyed, but she knew you were only messing with her since you flashed her a smile. 

You would always come back to her, you knew it and you were sure she knew it as well.

Likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated! <3

-M

[yandereonepieceimagines]

Hii! I've seen one you've wrote for Sentomaru, I'd like to request Sentomaru crushing on female reader headcanons (and it is painfully obvious) .

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Haha, you might be surprised to hear that this is already the third request about him! xD Maybe he’s more popular than you thought!

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Sentomaru

* Sentomaru is always there. Every site, every expedition, every far-flung ruin… He somehow appears with suspiciously poor excuses. You noticed his pattern after the third time he showed up in the middle of a frozen wasteland with no gear. It’s obvious, annoying and mildly impressive. You chalk it up to a harmless crush that’ll pass. Spoiler: it won’t…

* Every chance he gets, he’s lifting, breaking or carrying something absurdly heavy. You’ve long realized he’s doing it to get your attention. You never comment, never acknowledge it, and keep documenting locations and artifacts like a true professional. He interprets your silence as mysterious intrigue. It's not…

* The flirting is loud, clunky and military-themed. Sentomaru tries lines that sound more like orders than compliments, often delivered with awkward confidence and zero self-awareness. You’ve stopped reacting to his attempts entirely. Not because you’re oblivious, but because you assume indifference will cool him down. Instead, he only seems more determined, as if your aloofness is some kind of romantic challenge he needs to conquer. Each time you stay silent or redirect the conversation to something academic, he seems to misinterpret it as encouragement, convincing himself that you’re just "playing hard to get." You've become so used to the bizarre courtship that you no longer even blink when he throws out lines like "You're the only civilian I'd report directly to."

* Every time someone shows even mild interest in you on a more populated island, Sentomaru materializes. Giant axe in hand. Looming. You’ve connected the dots, but it’s easier to just let him scare them off than explain why you’re not interested in either party. You’d learned to work in solitude, and frankly, it’s quieter that way.

* Eventually, he is even in constant rivalry with inanimate objects. You’ve caught him glaring at a particularly ornate statue for a full minute. He thinks you’re too in love with history to notice him. You know exactly what’s going on, seen how obvious his interest in you is. You just don’t care.

* Sentomaru’s crush on you is so obvious at this point that pretty much everyone around you has noticed. Civilians, Marines, and even the occasional pirate. People whisper about it and laugh behind his back when he shows up near your known work sites. You know exactly what’s going on, and honestly, it’s more annoying than flattering. Instead of saying anything, you still just ignore it, hoping he’ll get over it eventually. You focus on your fieldwork and try not to pay attention to the awkward vibe he brings every time he appears. You thought it would fade over time, but so far, there’s been no sign of that happening.

* You’re fairly certain he once seriously debated *keeping* you in a storage crate *for safety* right before its transport. He didn’t follow through, mostly because you would’ve escaped within the hour and told everyone. The overall idea still lingers though, and he still glares feverishly at every dangerous site or cavern that delays your return.

[heybaetae]

hi friends! 👋🏻

i am here with my little 2024 gif wrapped after being tagged by @jkvjimin, @cordiallyfuturedwight, @yooboobies, @taehyunghobi, @jinstronaut, and @btsjk-biased. i didn't expect so many tags, so i appreciate you all for including me and wanting to see me recollect some of the work i shared this year. i'll do so under the cut and leave comments wherever i see fit.

i've seen a couple different ways people have done this, so i'll do a variation of both. i'll list my favorite vs. most popular set per each month + some honorable mentions that i liked or were particularly proud of. feel free to go show any of the mentioned posts some love just as i plan to do with everyone else's some time after i post this!

JANUARY

my favorite - vmin holding hands ↳ because i'm Me and they are insufferable

most popular - thankful taehyung

honorable mentions - jimin at home, koo sprout

FEBRUARY 

my favorite - jikook...playing? ↳ i was mostly just continuing to test out panning gifs when i made this, but i liked it a lot because what the fuck is wrong with jimin

most popular - blue & grey yoongi in vegas

honorable mentions - hobi backstage, exhausted jimin

MARCH 

my favorite - bts debut solo albums as iphones ↳  this was the most labor intensive set i'd made probably since the first set in my social media series (aka the instagram feed...part two next year? i've already outlined the templates but hobi is holding me back) and mayhaps the most disappointing as far as steady engagement goes. it dropped off pretty fast and it really killed my spirit ngl...but we ball. i appreciate everyone who wrote really nice things in the tags <3

most popular - fri(end)s

honorable mentions - fri(end)s live film

APRIL 

my favorite - vmin stretching

most popular - favorite jungkook smiles ↳ i think this was requested by an anonymous person, but it sat in my drafts for many months and i thought "oh this could be an endless series for all the tannies if i'm ever running low on comp ideas". then i finally published it on a slow day and just never made another one. maybe some day lol

honorable mentions - ethereal jungkook, rawr xD jungkook

MAY 

i didn't post anything in may. actually, everything i posted in april was an old draft because i took a break during april and may (in other words: i ran away with my tail between my legs after the iphone set lmaooo)

JUNE

my favorite - life goes on vmin self-cam ↳ act surprised. i can't believe they let this sit on a hard drive for four years and then dumped it on me out of no where during festa, are you fucking crazy

most popular - jimin being small and cute

honorable mentions - smeraldo garden marching band, dino wrists jungkook

JULY 

my favorite - jungkook knows he's cute ↳ i also posted the before and after coloring of this because...girl 😭

most popular - taehyung filling the room with negative energy ↳ i would see that video edit all the time and was like...i need this as big gifs. lowkey the quality kinda slays

honorable mentions - ytc in busan jimin

AUGUST

my favorite - happy birthday jeon jungkook ↳ in my timezone his birthday starts at 8am on august 31st, so that's why i include this with august because it appears within that month in my archive. anyway this was fun and experimental and i'm glad i got it out of my system since i always wanted to try the google theme. i ended up merging it into the social media series because of the templates, but that was clearly a stupid move because if something says happy birthday in the caption people tend to abruptly stop reblogging it when the birthday is over so... 🤡

most popular - jimin struggling in connecticut

honorable mentions - sunscreen jungkook, giggly jikook, raggedy brothers, vmin in jeju

SEPTEMBER 

my favorite - maknae line sharing tae's glasses

most popular - park "believable ass" jimin

honorable mentions - jikook on the train, maknae line love gestures, jungkook being cussed out by jimin

OCTOBER 

my favorite - happy birthday park jimin ↳ another birthday flop but it's so cute

most popular - vmin in the car

honorable mentions - jikook clowning in the barracks

my recap stops there as i have nothing to show for november and december (with the exception of the yeontan tribute set and what i'll be posting for tae's birthday) as i stopped giffing at the end of october.

you can take a look back at everything else i made in my archive here :)

i don't know what the new year will hold for me as far as posting content goes, but thank you very much to those who never stopped supporting my work this year and the last four years since i started this blog. i've had a lot of feelings this year about my place as a gifmaker here and i've struggled a bit reckoning with the low engagement despite how much i know my work is loved by those who matter and never fail to let me know. i am working on reminding myself of this and i offer the same sentiment to anyone else experiencing the same feelings. you all deserve 100x more than what you get back.

for now though, my queue is gonna continue posting for me for a while. if i can get myself out of this funk by the time bts comes back, then i hope to provide whatever i can when the time feels right.

i think nearly everyone has been tagged to do this by now, but i’ll tag (unless you’ve already done it, just lmk or ignore me) @jung-koook, @kimtaegis, @btsiu, @namchyoon, @kookjinnies, @rjshope and whoever else wants to do this, please do and forward it to me or put it in my tracked tag so i can reblog it!

i love you all. happy new year 💜

[noemilivv]

hi! once I saw ur account I knew that I had to request something!

sooo I was hoping to request some head cannons, or a one shot w vox from hazbin hotel!

maybe about him with a model!fem! reader? maybe reader works for velvette! also i’d prefer a one shot,but if head cannons work better for you,all the power to you babe!

don’t worry about getting to this request,your blog has gotten soo popular recently and I don’t want to drown you with another request <3

if it’s ok could I go by 🎀anon? I have a feeling i’ll be sticking around!

oh don’t worry about it!! and yes, ofc you can be 🎀 anon, i might call you bowie on occasion if that’s chill XD so yeah, fs!! here ya go!!

honestly i’m not really sure where i’d go with this for a oneshot so i’m doing hcs instead😭😭

Vox x Model!Reader

Romantic Headcanons

Vox thoroughly enjoys being there there for most, if not all your shoots, if he can’t be there for whatever reason — best believe he’s watching through cameras

You and Velvette are literally best friends, and you go to her for relationship advice all the time, so best believe she’s gonna rip Vox a new asshole if he ever fucked up

To be honest, Vox was never too into fashion trends, but the moment you two started dating he would be heavily invested in helping Velvette in the outfit creation department

He makes sure Velvette gives you the best of the best, and nothing less than that, not that he thinks she’ll let either of you down anytime soon

[minzart]

Hi minzi, question for you: when the constructicons come into play, are they going to (eventually) admit Out Loud that reader is considered one of their creators? Or will they be tsundere about it but also, given how they are, probably fight over which of them is "creators favorite"?

Not at all, and that's bc bcbc reader has no reason to be called their creator, the constructions already existed when they met reader, so you aren't their creator

The stunticons are a case apart, since they will be made by Megatrons request, and bc Vector Sigma acted up after millenia, hence reader will help build them and that's why Menasor/the stunticons can call you creator but Devastator/The constructions won't

This isn't a creator!reader au XD, it has all this previous context, it's heavily based on G1, so if we don't see the group being currently made by the story, like the Aerialbots and Stunticons, then they already existed previously to the curent events

Creator is just a stand in for "parent" when a mech is trying to translate cybertron speech to human speech

To mechs/cybertron speech they use it as literaly: "the person that phisicaly build me/ comissioned me into existence", so Vector Sigma is the direct creator of all Cybertronians, but the head builder is concidered a creator and the person who asked for their existence the other one

Mentor can be, for translating cybertronian speech to human speech, also a stand in for parent, but for cybertronian is literaly just a mentor/person you are always seeking for advice (this I started to introduce in chapter 10 when Optimus calls Spikes dad mentor/creator, since they work togheter/he knows that a father is concidered someone that also gave you life somehow)

So like, for the Stunticons, bc it's with them that this concept will be properly explored in the fic:

Megatron is Mentor, Creator and Boss

Reader is Creator and coworker

Devastator/the constructions are mentors to Menasor (the stunticons do not accept their help easily but could also come to call them such)

Shockwave is also a creator

(Rumble is in a limbo area of creator and not, bc in the original he did steal all of the 5,but didn't modify them himself,so he kinda is a direct cause of why they exist but tecnicaly didn't realy build them)

While for the constructions, you are more like a coworker soon to be kinda friend

Since I'm not using the "fuck to generate new life" fandom interpretation, I can't use the popular "sire"/"carier" so I took some liberties and the "mentor" concept from, I think, IDW2, you know where Starscream has a "mom" so does Optimus and Megatron, Bumblebee is a mentor

While there it's more like "you are assigned Mentor since the conception of the new bot", I decided to mold it into a more "fluid" kinda relationship, you can have multiple mentors, a mentor can stop having that title if the trust if broken, you will eventually find mentors, it doesn't exactly mean mentor=creator even if it usualy starts that way

I just decided to add "creator" into the mix bc I find I found it funny to make reader a "parent" to motormaster, bc he is the green truck before becoming a cybertronian, then it escalated to "this guy has 3 parents, vector sigma, megatron and reader", then to, ok but why call creator?,then to I could complicate this to make things so fucked up when season 3 comes around in the story, to oh... I guess this is the sire/carier substitute to a race that doesn't sexualy reproduce and doesn't enter a mitosis state in this fics universe... neat

Thank you for the opportunity of rambling about the preparations for the story, sorry I'm not making parent reader to the constructions 😅 in this fic, but it just, doesn't alling with the story i' writting, hope I didn't sound mean

[twstfanblog]

Honestly, I just love to hear you rant!!! My request is any au you choose, with Crewel, Rook, and Vil, together or separate, your choice!!! I think your rants are super sweet and sound so much like my own to my friends!!! It kinda makes me think of when I spent 30 minutes trying to find out how much a pint of ale cost in 1843 England for one sentence in something I was writing! 😅 Too bad I'm already following you, because I would totally follow you again! Can't send the Tumblr gift thingies though, because screw American capitalism.

(That price of ale thing is literally how deep I get into world building if Im not careful XD Most days I just go, IT'S FINE YOU DON'T KNOW JUST KEEP WRITING)

Hmmmm... I've written about them all a lot in most of my AU's, honestly. I dont have anything really rant worthy left to say about...I literally had a whole hour to think about it, so instead, I'm just gonna drop another AU so I can get you something new about them. My Manhwa AU is pretty self-serving, but it's got plenty of Vil, Rook, and Crewel sprinkled in.

Basic idea of the AU is that 'Villainess' type story. Yuu was seen as a villain in the original timeline, only to die and come back in time to when she was a child with her full memories. She vows to change her ways and not die in such a way again.

Crewel and Crowley are Yuu's birth parents (Because my AU's are just the same universes in different settings-oop) Crewel married Crowley 100% for the money and power since Crowley was an arch duke. You couldn't call it a marriage of convenience hard enough. But of course, Crewel had to have a puppy to fufill his duty. Crewel will openingly treat Crowley like the bumbling man he pretends to be, but he is an adoring yet stern father to his precious puppy. So you can imagine when she wakes up one day and doesn't act like herself at all. He's so concerned about her...

Vil isn't nobility, but he and his father are both rich and popular enough to buy a title. Both actors, Vil leaves for the performance to the point he was called a succubus by one of his cast stars (teenagers acting so good one falls in love but the other is like 'dude we were acting, calm down'). Vil holds onto his issues with always being casted as a villain but he holds it in much better because hes just happy that he's well liked enough to always perform. As he gets older in this AU he starts to really show his support for the arts and all who create it. He's even started looking for investors to help him fund an acting school.

Rook is a noble man, lover of the odd and offbeat art, no one but his family really accepted his art. But he tried and he shared it with everyone he could. Vil saw it during an artshow and kinda tore it apart publicly by going on and on about how disturbed it made him feel. The current brownnoser tried to 'agree' saying it was bad art.

Vil:

Vil: There's no such thing as "bad art", you toad. I said it disturbed me, I find it grotesque is a very...eyecatching way. It's not bad because it made me feel something.

So Rook falls in love instantly and basically hunts this mean beauty.

They end up working well together because Vil has FINALLY found someone willing to write him in a hero role and PROPERLY CRITIQUE THINGS WITH. They discus art and what makes something 'moving' vs 'shock value'. They fall in love hard for each other to the point Vil accepted Rook's proposal and is already 60% planned through their wedding. Only to realize he never told anyone when his dad asked if he was open to seeing anyone because he's been told many a young man and lady would like to court him.

(SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG TO DO!!!)

[deathmetalunicorn1]

I want to request about Nanbaka with the female Reader who is Hajime and Hitoshi's big sister? Reader is a scary person and has a cold appearance but cares about her two younger siblings (Inspired by the character Roxana Agriche from the Manhwa How to Protect the Heroine's Older Brother. Anyways hi XD, it's nice to get requests, I had to stay up all night to send you requests even though it's night time where I am :>. I just based this character on appearance.)

-There weren’t many who knew of your identity, as in who you were related to, all they knew you as was Officer Y/N- one of the top guards in Nanba Prison.

-You preferred it like that, people not knowing who you were, it was safer for not only you but your younger brothers as well.

-You were the older sister of both Hajime and Hitoshi, and you worked directly with Warden Momo, handling paperwork and keeping other guards, usually the cocky ones, in place, so Momo could handle her own business, like her crush on Hajime.

-You thought it was cute that she liked Hajime, who was a workaholic himself and one so serious, but despite him being such a good guard, he was rather dense about Momo’s feelings for him, it was rather cute.

-You ignored the stares and catcalls from guards and inmates alike, not giving them anything other than a cold look on your face, but to many that was a slice of heaven itself.

-You were very popular with your cold demeanor, and paired with your stunning good looks it made you highly desirable, but you weren’t looking for a partner at the moment- you were content with your career, making money so nobody could try to make you dependent on them, and you liked being able to work with your brothers.

-Hitoshi adored working with you, as he seemed to be one of the few guards who weren’t intimidated by you, and when you visit his building, he would rush to you and hug you close, telling you how happy he was to see you.

-Seeing you acting so cold and indifferent to him, letting him hug you as you read out reports to the other guards, made many others think that Hitoshi was brave or stupid, but a few noticed your hand on his head, giving him affection back.

-Hajime and Hitoshi both knew you were shy with public displays of affection, and both respected it, other than Hitoshi hugging you as you were worried others would see it as a weakness, either seeing you as being weak or that Hitoshi was a weak spot.

-Many knew that you were not weak by any means, as you had the same scary strength as both of your brothers, but many speculated you were stronger, as Hajime was always afraid to upset you.

-This was something many of the supervising guards learned in a meeting you were running as Momo had been called away by her higherups. You had heard a commotion inside the meeting room and when you entered, you saw Hajime fighting almost all the others, arguing loudly and it had just started to get physical when you entered.

-Everyone froze, freezing in place, despite it defying the laws of gravity, as you walked across the room, your high heels clicking beneath you, an annoyed look on your face and as you set your paperwork down.

-Instantly your eyes narrowed, and Hajime was next to you, asking if you wanted something to drink, looking terrified of you which was surprising to the other guards who were used to him being so confident.

-You didn’t even look at him, “Sit.” And instantly they were all sitting, not willing to cross you as you started the meeting, going over the information you needed to.

-Towards the end of the meeting Samon and Hajime got into it again, yelling at each other across the table before they lunged at each other.

-You grabbed them both by the backs of their heads, your painted manicured nails digging into their skulls as your eyes blazed red before you turned and threw them both through the nearest wall, “Knock it off!!”

-Kiji was impressed with your strength, applauding you while you inhaled slowly, trying to calm down. The two crawled out from the rubble, looking a little dazed.

-Samon was going to yell at you, but shrunk under your fierce gaze but he couldn’t deny he thought it was alluring, his cheeks turning red as you glared harshly, “Cream. Puffs. Now!”

-As you shouted the last word your brother and Samon ran out, rushing to the guard’s bakery to get what you wanted.

-Hitoshi came in a few minutes later with the paperwork you asked for and saw that you were upset, and he rushed into your arms, hugging you as the two arrived back with cream puffs, “Don’t be upset big sister!”

-Everything froze as they realized that you were Hajime’s sister as well, but you weren’t bothered, eating your cream puffs with a neutral face as you made them fix the wall.

-Many guards knew by the end of the day that you were insanely strong and scary but kept the secret of who you were related to, after you asked them not to tell. They weren’t going to risk spilling the beans and pissing you off- they didn’t want to be thrown through a wall!

[thelunarfairy]

Hello again! (I think this is really becoming a habit. 😅)

Today I have more of a curiosity question — it’s not exactly related to the recent chapters, but rather to one of the AUs (alternate universes) of Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun.

Do you remember that wizard AU you mentioned when I asked about Hanako’s IQ? Well, I got curious about a few details in that AU. If you don't mind, I'd love to hear your opinion!

First question:

What do you think about the fact that, in this AU, Tsukasa has magic and is a strong wizard while Amane seems to be just a normal student without magic?

I wasn’t really sure whether, in this AU, people are born with magic or if they can somehow acquire it later, but I found it interesting that AidaIro chose to give Tsukasa powers while Amane seems “normal” (at least, in my opinion).

What’s your perspective on that?

Second question:

In this universe, it’s obvious that Amane knows Tsukasa is a wizard Since Amane stopped Tsukasa from kidnapping either Yashiro or Aoi, with a drone making him retreat and Tsukasa gives in so easily when Amane stops him, even though he seemed like he wanted to kidnap one of the girls.

I found that moment funny, but also a little sad. Tsukasa seems to have such a strong bond with Amane that he easily gives in to him.

Back to the topic: even though this is just an AU, it feels like AidaIro might be subtly sending a "signal" through it — Tsukasa having power, Amane being seemingly normal, but still recognizing and influencing him.

What do you think? Doesn’t it kind of reflect their relationship in the main manga?

P.S.:

Maybe I’m just overthinking it — AidaIro makes a lot of AUs that aren’t directly connected to the main story, but there are always little details that seem to match the current manga.

Since I find this AU particularly interesting, I would really love to hear your thoughts on it (if you don’t mind)!

This is purely out of curiosity!

Sorry if it’s not very interesting or if it sounded a bit confusing.

Hello!!!

It's interesting, I would say, that Aidairo likes to say all the time how "normal" Amane was, including in the meaning of his own name. We see a bit of this when he mentions the twin stars, where one shines brighter than the other.

Something that is reinforced in small points throughout the canon story. In the AU we go something more direct, with Tsukasa being the most powerful, the one who stands out the most, the great magician who started this story.

Despite everything, I wonder if Amane really prefers the title of "normal" that he has, instead of "different" or "popular". The twins have this thing of contrast, when Amane is one thing, Tsukasa is another.

He himself says that he and Amane are opposites.

About the source of magic (I needed a little help from my sis to remember this) it can be acquired by normal people using some spells, turning some characters into sweets, like Kou, for example.

But, there's nothing to say that people aren't born with magic, it's something they have to discover for themselves. Still, maybe not just anyone can become a magician. (Thanks sis for helping me remember that XD).

Amane is the smart guy who likes to create complex things using his hands, like robots, fixing watches, etc. He has a "teacher" style.

While Tsukasa is more inclined towards practical things related to "power", be it physical strength or magic. Even though Tsukasa is undeniably smart, he doesn't seem to be interested in things like mechanics or robotics like Amane.

Tsukasa wanted to have some fun, in the literal sense of the word. From the beginning he's been testing the girls, when they rebel against him, he has fun. Nothing too serious.

Even though Tsukasa loves Amane, when he wants something, not even his older brother can stop him.

That's why it wasn't anything serious.

Just remember the clock arc, Amane had to stop Tsukasa by force, because he didn't listen to his requests. Amane had to stick the knife in Tsukasa's sleeve to make him stop.

Tsukasa gives in when he doesn't consider something important.

So, going back to the AU, yes, Amane knows XD.

And yes, there may be this reference or slight connection. Aidairo usually does this sometimes, an AU that can show us the future in canon or something specific to keep an eye on.

Twitter event:

Canon:

So yes.

Don't worry dear! Thanks for the ask and sorry for the delay in answering. ^^