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[skeleton-squid-boy]

house only thinks about himself. and then wilson's dying and suddenly it's how many times have I told you I want to be alone and you've made yourself a pain in the ass...I owe you and then it's getting him to do his chemo on his sofa and giving him the last of his vicodin and we both have what we need right here and then it's that was when there was an 'or' you can't beat this but you asked so i hold your head and I promise to let you die on my sofa and then it's I won't I won't I can't let you die I don't know what I'd do without you. and then it's ok. you're right. i wont make you do it. even though i need you. so much. five months is better than nothing.

and then he's in a burning building. and he knows. and kutner asks him. that's what you think the sum of you is? a doctor, a friend to wilson? and house knows that's what he is. that and his pain that brings his fear of life. and he's in a burning building and he has three options. he could carry on and do his puzzles in pain without wilson. he could end the pain, burn. or he could sacrifice it all and choose five months with wilson.

and then it's you'll never be a doctor again. I'm dead wilson. how do you want to spend your last five months?

[laloverboyy]

Deputy Puff and Co after the Walk Away ending

Based on this image

[tetsuotsutsumishusband]

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[lxvenderskies]

Ah, thank you!... Alright, may I have some pronoun suggestions for Alfred Brown? Here's some information on my source:

Doll Eye is a horror game following the life of Alfred (me) alongside characters such as my guardian angel, Kao, and uncovering parts of my life, such as the loss of my son, trying to reconnect with my daughter, and facing the tortures of a psychotic doctor, who constantly tells me things, such as "You are a liar."

As for me and my appearance... I am a brown dog (shiba inu), missing my left eye. I have a bit of a stutter. I often feel a lot of guilt and regret for past actions. I'm a religion teacher at Treelight Middle School.

Hope this information helps!... Feel free to do more research, if you'd like. (There are some backstory animations, if you're interested, just search TWISTED DOCTOR on YouTube and you will find them!) /nf :-)

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[saturniolos]

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notes: this took me days. i am going BLIND plz show sum love &&&&& hey——— come talk to me ! (btw this type of editing/social media aus have been around for ages- credit goes to the person who came up with it first!!)

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[lit3rallyll0yd]

when they walk in on you changing

dazai, atsushi, chuuya, fyodor, akutagawa

warnings: lowercase writing, suggustive? (not to extreme), cursing!

a/n: reader is referred as they/them! REQUESTS ARE OPEN!! this is also my first time writing for fyodor!!! plz expect him to be so out of character- 🙃 also- i can't speak russian- so apologies for any spelling mistakes- i used google translate...part two??

dazai osamu 🩹

stop.

he would become such a flirt.

after a long day of work, there was nothing more he wanted than to come home and be greeted by his sweet belladonna.

by long i mean him literally just annoying kunikida to death and not lifting a finger- barely.

the sound of the keys clashing together was deaf in your ears as you were wearing headphones.

you were in your room, wearing nothing but a t-shirt and underwear.

you were rummaging through your drawer, softly singing to yourself as you picked a pair of pajama pants.

meanwhile, your boyfriend has entered the apartment, locking the door behind him.

he called out for you, however no response was given.

he grew suspicious...but didn't panic.

he called out for you again, taking off his tan trenchcoat and hung it on the hook beside the front door.

as he entered deeper into the apartment, he heard the soft sound of your singing.

his eyes lingered over to the half-closed door of your bedroom you and he shared.

he peeked his eye in the crack- and smiled to himself. slowly he opened the door wider, watching you softly shake your butt as you vibed to your song.

headphones still upon your head.

dazai's smile turned into a smirk as he entered the room.

you picked a pair of pants- now putting them on- still unaware dazai was in the room as well.

before you could put your leg into the pant leg- you felt your right headphone lift upward, and a whisper tickled your ear.

"well~ this isn't what i was expecting when coming home~"

"HOLY SHI-"

you screamed.

throwing your pants at dazai's direction and fell backwards on the bedsheets.

his laughter filled the room as he held your pants in his arms- towering over you.

"DAZAI!!"

"hi 'donna~" he winked, and you blushed mad.

"GET OUT OF MY ROOM!"

you covered your body with the blankets as dazai gasped; "this isn't just your room! we share this room, remember?"

"I DON'T CARE IF IT'S THE PRESIDENTS ROOM- GET OUT!" you whined, throwing pillows at him and he held his arms up in defense.

"okay-okay! i'm leaving!" he laughed, starting to walk out of the room.

"eh- HEY! GIVE ME MY PANTS BACK!-DAZAI!"

when you finished changing, you awkwardly walked out of the room and peeked your head through the living room where you saw dazai lounging on the couch watching tv.

he noticed you from the corner of his eye and smirked, "and they return from their hiding~"

you blushed.

"shut up! i will shove a sock down your throat-"

"after seeing that body~ i hope it's more then a soc-"

you proceed to toss a pillow at him and tackle him- hitting him over and over again as he begged for mercy.

atsushi nakajima 🐯

dudes a sweetheart.

gives you privacy.

first- he woke you up.

in the sweetest way possible.

with a kiss on the nose, leading to your cheeks, neck, jaw, bridge of your nose, forehead, temple..until he reached your lips.

he smiled hearing you stir awake, "morning, sunshine.." he whispered, brushing your bangs away from your face.

"..mornin'.." you yawned, rubbing your eyes.

he giggled at your cat like strech and kissed your cheek, getting out from under the covers...that just lead to you hiding under all of them- having all the room to yourself.

"you have to get up to, y'know?" he reminded, peeking at the clock that read 5: 56, "we have work!"

all you did was nod.

he smiled and left the room- going to the bathroom with his dress attire.

2 minutes passed and he has yet to come back to the room, so you assumed you'd just get changed here.

so you rolled out of bed, getting your work attire set and ready.

you pulled your shirt off your body, and laid it on your bed. you took your pants off- and was about to put on the pants until you heard the door open.

as atsushi opened the door; you whip your head toward him as you yelped and fell onto the bed and backwards onto the floor.

"OH my god- Y/N!!" he cried, rushing over to you and was about to ask if you were okay until he noticed...you were half-naked.

he screamed, apologies left and right, up and down until he covered his eyes and ran backward, hitting the bed and falling the same way you did perviously.

"I'M SO SORRY BABE- I-I DIDNT KNOW- OH I'M SO SORRY!!!"

as you both were a blushing mess, atsushi ran out.

5 minutes later, you exited the room and saw atsushi in the living room.

he was biting his nails and bouncing his leg.

until he noticed your figure.

"Y/N- i'm so sorry!! i didn't mean to walk in on you- i had no idea! i'm sorry if i made you uncomfortable─"

you cupped his face and laughed, "it's okay- atsushi! it was an accident!"

he felt glad you weren't upset with him- and made sure to always make sure to knock when he knows your in the room.

chuuya nakahara 🍷

like atsushi.

he's a gentlemen and respects your privacy.

it was late, and chuuya called to let you know he was working overtime.

your heart flutters each time he lets you know because he remembers you- even doing the most deadliest of jobs known to man.

as he was at work you had the apartment all to yourself; which you of course took advantage of him not being here.

you looked through he wine collection, tasting the ones that seemed to interest you.

you looekd through his hat collection; aka basically his closet- and had your own small fashion show.

hours passed- and the time was 12:26pm.

you didn't get his message about him coming home; so your boyfriend entered the apartment.

"y/n- i'm home!

silence.

he heard some music echo from your bedroom; which sparks his curiousity.

he slowly walked toward the room, and opened he door.

"y/n-"

"CHUUYA!!"

you screamed, having nothing but your pants on and putting on the shirt until you heard him walk in.

his eyes widened as he closed the door- apologizing.

silence.

awkward silence.

as you left your room after getting changed, you found chuuya sitting on the couch leaning forward and playing with ths fingers.

"oh- y/n! h-how was your day?" he asked, suddenly noticing you and sat more comfortably on the couch.

you had a blush on your face as you nod, "my day was...good."

he placed his lips together to make a straight line and nodded; "that's-good.."

you suddenly burst out into laughter, causing him to now blush.

"what-what's so funny?"

"your-haha!-more embarrassed then-haha-i was!!"

he turned red and looked away from you, crossing his arms.

"i-shut up! lock the damn door next time!"

fyodor dostoevsky 🫀

bastard.

FOUCKING bastard.

you begged him; getting on all fours and to his feet; and begged him to take you to the pool he owned...somehow...for some reason (just go with it PLZ)

with a sigh, he agreeded and allowed you to have; what- 3 hours of the pool to yourself?

you ran- SPEED RAN- to your bedroom and packed for the pool.

you know- the essentials. swimsuit, towel, slippers/flip-flops, etc.

he watched you get ready with a sly smile on his face from his desk.

the way you got so excited to go to this pool- pleased him??? idk, he just felt good- anyway.

you called out to him that you'll see him in the pool as well??

hm- we'll see.

timeskip to you reaching the indoor pool.

it was HUGE.

WHY WAS HE KEEPING THIS FROM YOU- WHO EVEN IS HE??

oh yeah- nvm. lmao.

you rushed to the change rooms, excited to step into the pool.

you've been stressed all week; unable to find any relaxation at all- accept this one time...you are 100% taking advantage of this!

because- we'll it was empty, you decided to just change in the middle of the room where the room was.

you took of your shirt- revealing your bare skin.

next was your pants.

as you took them off; you noticed your butt in the mirror reflection-

oh.

okay.

damn, fyodor, that lucky bastard.

you grinned to yourself- wiggling your butt side to side and giggled to yourself.

then, you slapped it gently.

and again- then moved up down your thigh.

suddenly- you heard a familair voice-

"would you rather spend your hours looking at yourself in the mirror; or go in the pool with me? because- i can take either or."

with a scream you bounced backwards toward the mirror.

"HOLY GRAVY AND CHEESE-"

you blushed- realizing it was fyodor.

you quickly tried to grab your towel and wrap it around yourself. before you could try to wrap it all around your body- fyodor suddenly appeared in front of you.

HOW DID HE GET HERE SO FAST-

he rubbed a hand on your hip, close to your stomach.

"hm~ you've been hiding this beautiful body from me for weeks, дорогой?"

you blushed hard. feeling his hot breath on your neck-

"f-fyodor..too-close.."

he kissed your lips, cutting you off.

you melted into fast...

you pulled away panting..

"pool?"

he asked and you nodded slowly...

giggling softly..

"i'm ready when you are..."

akutagawa rynnosuke 🩸

he would be embarrassed

awkwardly leave the room...with a blush on his face.

it was late at night, time was around 11:34pm.

you were tired when you got home from work.

your a member of the ADA; yet dating one of the most dangerous port mafia members.

entering your apartment, you kicked of your shoes and left your coat on the floor.

you had no idea akutagawa was home so when you entered your bedroom you shared with him.

you took off your pants and went to the drawer to pick some pants.

as you found pants, you put them on. now taking off your shirt.

meanwhile, akutagawa exits from the bathroom and walked toward the bedroom.

he didn't notice it a crack open, so as he enters.

you freeze.

he freezes.

he has a blush on his face as he looked at your upper bare body.

you blushed.

he slowly closed the door and left..

you were red.

he just..left?

said nothing?

well what was he suppose to say??

minutes after you finished changing into your pajamas...you went to find akutagawa.

he was just in the living room, staring into a void.

you walked toward him slowly...

"ryu?"

he looked at you and was about o leave-

"wait!!" you stopped him.

"are you okay?"

he held his head low.

"i didn't mean to walk in on you...i assumed you thought i was a creep and so i left...i should be asking if your okay.."

you frowned, "aku- aha! it's okay- your my partner!! it's okay to see each other naked...even if its accidental..." you shrugged.

he nods slightly and held your hand, "please let me know if i ever make you uncomfortable...i hate knowing i did..."

you kisses his knuckles, "of course~ i love you!"

"....i love you, too."

[quinnysnursery]

hihi can i pls request cg!matt x little!fem reader where he takes her out for the day?

[🩹] a day with you is a day well-spent | matt sturniolo one-shot

paring : cg!matt sturniolo x little!fem!reader

summary : a trip to the craft store with matt teehee

warning/extra tid-bits : use of y/n, honestly i think thats it?

word count : 1,179

divider credit : @yu-nari

a/n : honestly this took me 4 days to write and i hate every sentence of it so be nice (sorry for any typos, i'm just a girl!)

“Dada!” You called, rushing downstairs.

Matt looked up from his phone, a worried expression plastering on his face as you raced down the steps. “Hey hey hey, no running on the steps!”” He reminded gently, instantly using his caregiver voice. 

You stopped in your tracks, taking the last few steps at a slow pace before rushing to your caregiver. “Dada!” You smiled, falling into his lap. Matt instinctively wrapped his arms around you, “Hi pretty girl, what’s going on?” He answered. 

You anxiously looked around before hiding into Matt’s neck, mumbling something out into his skin. 

“Hm?” He asked, pushing hair away from your face. “It’s okay angel, I won’t get mad.” He promised. “M’ want to finger-paint…” You mumbled, pulling away from the crook of your caregivers neck to look at him. 

“Finger-paint?” Matt asked, smiling. His mind was already flooding with ideas of where to put the artwork.The back of his door was getting pretty full but he could probably squeeze a few more pieces on there.

 You nodded with a small “mhm!”. “Alright sweetheart, let's change into play clothes-” You stopped Matt by whining.

 “I don’t have finger-paint…” You explained, a pout appearing on your face. Matt let out a small but acknowledging “Ohh..” before falling into thought for a few moments. 

“Alright, go get your shoes.” He smiled, clapping his hands together as he gently slid you off his lap and onto the one beside the one he was sitting on. For a split second, Matt internally laughed at how many of his dads traits he saw in his caregiving style. 

You looked up at him, slightly puzzled. “Dada…I don’t haaave any.” You reinstated, drawing out your point. He smiled down at you lovingly, his blue eyes full of gentle love.

“I knooow that, baby.” Matt hummed as he searched around the living room for your shoes. “Dada’s gonna take you to go get some.” He explained, picking up your pink converse and bending down to begin putting your shoes on.

You let out an excited squeal, withholding the urge to kick your legs in excitement as to not boot your carer in the face. 

When Matt finished lacing up your shoes, you hopped off the couch and took hold of his hand. 

This wouldn’t be your first time regressed in public, but it would be the first time since Matt became your long-term caregiver. 

Holding your dada’s hand, he led you out the front door, locking it behind him before leading you to the passenger side of his car.

“Can I trust you to be a good girl in the front seat?” He asked cautiously, you nodded enthusiastically. 

“I will dada! Pinky pwomise!” You smiled, holding out your pinky. He looped his, carefully opening the door and helping you in before buckling your seatbelt. 

Kicking your legs contently, you watched the various different cars on the road and people on the sidewalk as Matt drove through the streets of Los Angeles. 

“Doggie!” You squealed, sitting up straight as Matt drove past a golden retriever being walked by his owner. “A doggie?” Matt asked, peering in the rear-view mirror for a split second. 

You nodded excitedly, “Mhm! Big doggie!” You giggled. 

Finding a parking space was easy enough, you pointed out several that turned out to just be filled with smaller cars or motorcycles before Matt found a space.

“I appreciate the help, baby.” He chuckled before giving you a small kiss on the cheek. He clicked his seatbelt before climbing out the car and jogging over to the passenger side to let you out.

You held onto Matt’s hand as you carefully stepped down from the car, letting him shut the door behind you. “Dada…” You mumbled under your breath, looking worriedly at the entrance of the store.

“It’s okay, I’ve got you.” Matt assured, rubbing your back soothingly. You nodded, sticking close to his side as the two of you walked into the craft-supply store.

Once the two of you found the aisle of kid-safe crafts, Matt bent down slightly to whisper into your ear. “Go ahead, pick anything you want.” He said, nodding towards the paints encouragingly. You let out a gentle gasp, looking at Matt with big eyes.

“Really?” You smiled, a toothy grin appearing on your face. He nodded, “Really.”

Taking a step forward, you began examining a pack of 10 finger-paints. “Dada! It has pink! Like ‘m shoes!” You smiled, being sure to keep your voice down to not disrupt anyone around.

Matt looked at the box, taking interest in the colors. “Like your shoes!” He mimicked, you nodded excitedly. 

After looking at a few more boxes, you’d finally settled on the10 pack because well…it had pink.

Matt made sure to pick up some finger-painting paper before walking the two of you to the cash registers.

“Hi! Is this gonna be all today?” The woman asked, you slightly hid behind Matt, waiting for him to answer her. 

“Yeah, this is all.” He answered as she began scanning the items.

“I love finger-painting.” The worker commented as she bagged the items, “I do too!” You beamed. The lady looked up, smiling brightly at you. Before she handed the bag to Matt.

Just as you two were about to walk out, the cashier called both of you to stop. “Do you two want some stickers?” She smiled, holding out a handful of stickers in your direction. You bounced over to her excitedly, “Thank you!” You said before quickly returning to Matt’s side.

“That was really nice of her, wasn’t it?” Matt smiled down at you as the two of you walked out the store. You nodded excitedly, “Mhm! Look!” You said, shoving a sticker of a kitten in his face. Matt gaped at the sticker for a few moments before helping you back into the car. 

“Do you wanna put a sticker right here?” Matt asked as he buckled his seatbelt, you looked to where he was pointing to find it to be the dashboard of his car. 

“Really? I can?” You beamed, looking at your carer with doe eyes. He nodded, putting the car in drive. 

Carefully peeling the sticker off its paper, you stuck a medium-sized kitten sticker right on the glovebox. Giggling, you stuck a few smaller ones around it. 

“Look dada! ‘s pretty!” You chimed, Matt cautiously glanced over. A bright smile appeared on his face once he saw your sticker-masterpiece. 

“That looks so pretty, princess!” He praised, taking one hand off the wheel to brush your hair behind your ear.

When the two of you returned home, Matt quickly helped you change into an old shirt of his and set you up with a piece of paper and every finger-paint container. 

Chris would probably ask why Matt had princess and cat stickers on his glove box during the next car video and that was fine by him. 

Because sure, maybe Matt had to clean finger-paint off the floor and out of your hair, but a day with you would always be a day well spent.

[kestisvrse]

proximity, part 9

luke castellan x apollo!fem!reader smau & irl

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specific cw: blood, injury detail

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the infirmary hadn’t been this busy in years.

luckily it cleared out fairly quickly with most injuries being kids getting cut from trees or falling on their knees, quick and easy to patch up.

some were more severe than others, actual cuts from swords on accident, the no maiming rule had apparently been ignored this game.

the worst one was at the end of the game, the conch echoed throughout camp. only one bed in the infirmary remained empty, others being taken up by people currently being stitched up or ones resting.

the front doors burst open, causing you to whip your head around being the only one not currently working. chris led in luke castellan hanging on his shoulder.

his helmet had been discarded, revealing a cut on his cheek and his left side covered in dirt. your eyes trailed down to his hand that clutched his right side, his orange camp shirt seeping with blood.

“oh my gods?!” you exclaimed, running forward to help chris lead the weaker boy to the empty bed. he groaned as he sat down, applying pressure onto his wound as you pulled on gloves, “what happened?”

“some ares kid i forget his name.” chris said, hand on luke’s shoulder, “luke grabbed the flag and he didn’t like the idea of losing.”

you narrow your eyes at chris, sarcasm dripping from his voice, “i’ll take it from here chris, go clean up.”

you sat back in your chair sighing, luke stared at you with a smirk. his bloodied shirt had been discarded to the floor, his stomach stained red with blotchy spots around the stitches you had just finished. exhausted from the day and the worry about luke you plopped in the seat across from him after cleaning up.

“worried about me?” he questioned, a tight lipped smile on his face, trying to act innocent.

“yeah actually, i was.” you said plainly, staring daggers at him, “we both know you are smarter than that, how did you let him get a hit?”

he shrugs, fiddling with the pockets of his cargo shorts, “slipped up i guess.”

you don’t respond in any way, not a subtle body movement, just staring at him.

“i’m fine. you stitched me up.” he said, to which you nodded.

“doesn’t change how terrified i was when you first walked in, luke.” you whispered, he leaned forward as if he had trouble hearing you which he almost did. you stood up to pace the room, interrupted by his rough hand gripping yours, dragging you to stand in between his legs, hand hovering over your waist, scared to touch you.

“i care about you. there i said it, happy?” you admitted, staring down at his brown eyes. a blush appeared on his cheeks as a lopsided smile appeared on his lips.

“that’s all i wanted to hear.” he responded, not taking his eyes off you, “how about a kiss to make me feel better.”

“it would be evil of me to say no, wouldn’t it?”

“yeah actually, i got stabbed i think you have to.” he muttered, placing a finger to his chin like he was thinking, you shook your head biting your lip to hide a grin (it didn’t work.), but he didn’t have time to process your facial expressions when you finally connected your lips to his.

it felt like something he had been waiting years to do, his stomach bursting with a fluttery feeling that made him feel anxious, but it didn’t stop him from kissing back.

his lips were rough, having bit them to distract himself from the pain earlier, while yours felt like you had just put on chapstick, cherry to be specific.

which you had.

he almost pulled you on top of him had a scream not interrupted you, both pulling apart to stare at the door.

clarisse, chris and silena stood there, jaws basically touching the ground as their eyes popped out of their heads.

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[onlybunss]

Friends Forever

Pairing~ Bestfriend!jungkook x Bestfriend!reader

Warnings~ soft!jk, pet names

A/N: This takes place before Always and Forever

Fuck my life... I think as I look at the blood-soaked clothes... I can't believe I had to get my period today of all days. I have a big presentation at work, and now this. Just my luck. I'll have to figure out how to clean this up quickly and get through the day. Maybe I can ask a coworker for help or run to the store for some stain remover and pads. Hopefully, I can still pull off a successful presentation despite this unexpected setback.

I take a deep breath and remind myself that I am strong and capable of handling anything that comes my way. This is just a minor inconvenience in the grand scheme of things, and I will not let it ruin my day. I grab my phone and text my coworker, Jungkook.

You : koo Koo❤🩹 : what's up? love You: Well… You know how I have the big board meeting. Koo❤🩹: Ofc I do You: Well.. My period came early, and I have no extra pads or tampons... Koo❤🩹: Oh no, that's rough. Don't worry, I can bring some to you before the meeting starts. If you want? You: That would be amazing; thank you so much! I owe you one. Koo❤🩹: No problem at all, that's what friends are for. Just focus on prepping for the meeting and I'll take care of the rest. You: Thanks again; you're a lifesaver!

Timeskip

Koo❤🩹: Love which one?

You: The Always Maxi Pads with Wings, Sizes 4 and 5, plss koo Koo❤🩹: Got it! I'll grab those for you. Be there in 10 love. You: Thank you so much, Koo! You're seriously the best friend ever. I really appreciate your help… Koo❤🩹: Of course, anything for you! Just let me know if you need anything else. You: Will do, thanks again for always being there for me. Your friendship means the world to me koo Koo❤🩹: No problem at all, happy to help. See you soon!

As I wait for Jungkook to arrive, I can't help but feel grateful for such a caring and reliable friend in my life. I know I can always count on Jungkook whenever I need a helping hand. I remember when I was feeling overwhelmed with work, and he stayed up late to help me finish my project… even though he had his own responsibilities to take care of. It's moments like those that make me fall in love with him…

You: I love you smm koo

Koo❤🩹: I love you more love…btw im here1

[konigofmyheart]

okay so based on these tiktok comments, könig being terrified of vaccines? 💉 ❤️‍🩹🩹(fluff?)

[light mentions of blood, vaccines, wounds + könig panicking]

g/n!reader x gentle!könig

könig curses that exact moment a slab of sheet metal caught the back of his arm-making quite a sizable gash- as he dove for cover from the gunfire. of course he tries to downplay it when telling you the story at home, after you caught him wincing when you threw yourself on him as soon as he walked through the door. he’s no match for that stern look you give him, full of worry and love that it tugs at his heartstrings just right as you demand he show you. you suck in a breath as he finally peels his shirt off, your eyes immediately locking onto the bloodied bandage at his elbow.

“oh, baby- what did the medics say?” you coo, gingerly stroking the back of his hand with your thumb as you look up at him.

“ach, they said i just have to let it heal. you know, don’t move it too much and clean it regularly”

“…alright, kö. i’ll make your favorite so you can cheer up”. you press a soft kiss to his lips, though you can’t shake the feeling he’s hiding something…

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fast forward a couple of hours, and könig is eagerly working on his second helping of what he can only describe as the very embodiment of love and light and all things good in the world. you smile warmly at the sight before bringing a forkful to your mouth, halting as your phone lets off a series of rapid fire buzzes on the counter. you turn it over, and what do you know? the ever helpful and noble horangi has texted you, revealing könig’s secret: he needed a tetanus vaccine, and all but broke out of base to avoid it!

you make a small noise of surprise, catching könig’s attention as you type out a grateful

“thank you for letting me know ❤️. it’s a full time job for us, keeping kö alive! trust, he will be dealt with”

to your husband’s best friend. seriously, what would you do without him? you set your phone on the counter again, giving könig a knowing look as you say his full name in the most grave tone you can muster. there’s a beat before his smile falters, replaced with a downright pitiful look, sad baby blues engaged “engel…” he tries, quickly realizing you know before you cut him off.

“as soon as you finish that plate, we’re going to the doctor, mister.” he splutters a little, fork clinking against his plate as he tries to make his case. “no, i’m not hearing it. you know we have to. no stalling either, please ” you point a very serious, unwavering finger at him, face set with that determination that he usually adores, but now has him feeling like he’s sinking in his chair.

★ ° . *~°　.　°☆ 　. * ● ¸

könig’s absolutely ashen in the face as you soothingly stroke his back, that crinkly parchment paper doctor’s use shifting with each of his movements on the cot. the sharp tang of alcohol fills the room, teaming up with the stark white lighting to make him feel truly sick now. you’re cooing sweet nothings at him, holding his shaking hand as the room practically spins around him, posters and supplies blurring together.

the feeling of the damp wipe sanitizing the injection site makes him want to crawl out of his own soul. it’s truly all he can do to keep from either throwing up on you or crushing your hand as the doctor presses the needle to his skin. that’s the last time he’ll trust horangi with any of his rants! (it’s not). he’s gonna need so many cuddles and kisses and a long movie night of just his favorites after this (the fact that you’ll fall asleep on him after mere half of one of his boring old movies is just an added perk).

it’s the least he deserves, isn’t it, liebling?

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ach= oh/um

engel= angel

liebling: darling

[rxsiki]

My merch pieces for the @souleateryearbookzine! 💀💥

I made a print and polaroid for it! Had a blast working on these illustrations and have been dying to post them ever since i finished them 🩹

Leftovers sale is available here!

[teamskulladventures]

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Current Pokemon team:

Sylveon, Gothitelle, Ribombee.

Female pronouns.

Guzma:

•Okay listen. . . When he first met you he really didn't know what to think, let alone say anything about you.

•That is not to say he wasn't curious about you.

•He's never met someone like you before, that's for sure, but for some reason he couldn't help but convince himself that you and him were complete opposites.

•He was also more concerned with beating you down then about what clothes you wore but thats besides the point.

•You and your poofy dress, with enough ribbons on it that you could probably tie a bow around the world and still have enough to complete your outfit. You didn't exactly look like a local.

•He had to laugh at the idea of you doing all these trials in this atire and here he thought he was bad for wearing a jacket in the Alolan heat.

•Well he shut up pretty fast when you almost destroyed his team with only three Pokemon to your belt.

•Emphasis on the almost.

•Yeah not the most well rounded team you still put up a decent fight with just your Sylveon, Gothitelle, and Ribombee.

•And here the "big bad boss of destruction" thought he was going to sweep the floor with you, but your ability to take him on and stand your ground brought something out in him.

•Guzma: *Tsk* I'll admit it you had me worried there for a bit. Your teams strong for being a bunch of "princess types", but not strong enough. If I see you around I might humor you for another battle kid.

•(Y/N): and what makes you so sure that I'm just a kid?

•Guzma: *Turning back around to face you*: Is that a serious question?! Have looked in the mirror today? Your doll costume isn't helping your case here dollface.

•As the grunts around him start snickering you couldn't help but bite back. You might dress in lolita fashion but mark your words you were not a doormat.

•(Y/N): . . . Oh . .oh I'm sorry. *you playful pull your hair back to hold your hand against your ear* Do I hear circus music?! Whats with the clown trying to lecture me on fashion or do I need to remind you that if it weren't for your MASSIVE ARMORED THING my beautiful Pokemon would have kicked your ass into next week!

•Guzma: Oh Ho HO! So the gal has some spunk in her? Listen princess your Pokemon would have never stood a chance no matter how much glitter you would have thrown at us. . *He leans in almost inches fron your face* so unless you're capable of showing what you bark out I suggest you's keep that pretty mouth shut. . . Although *he begins to walk past you* I will admit that it was an interesting fight for someone who dresses like a doll.

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•Over the following weeks you had gone back to Ula' Ula' Meadows to try and fight Guzma.

•Some days you were able to run into him but most of the time you resorted to fighting the grunts.

•They were no trouble considering a decent amount used dark types and sometimes their defeats would cause them to run back to their boss. If you waited and hour or two the boss man himself would appear to challenge you once again.

•Though the outcome was always the same given that a three on five Pokemon battle was hardly a fair fight.

•Guzma: Whats the deal huh? *Teasing* You got a crush on me or something?

•(Y/N): *Stern* Can it! You know why I'm here.

•Guzma: *Flustered* Well. . Shit Ha! I didn't except you to be the sensitive type.

•(Y/N): *Gritting teeth* I'm not sensitive. *sigh* I'm just trying to show you I'm not a doormat.

•Guzma: Never said you were.

•(Y/N): Well. .uh . hmmm. Do you want to keep fighting me or not? I mean if this is such a chore for you why do you bother humoring me? Don't you have a gang to run?

•Guzma: Woah woah woah! Easy this ain't an interview! Yeah I got my gang to run but getting the chance to beat you down does wonders on my image. Besides don't you have a trial to finish? Not that I'm encouraging that bullshit or anything.

•(Y/N): Whats it to you?

•Guzma: Tck. Fine don't answer.

•(Y/N): *dusting off some particles on your dress you tell him in a whisper* I quit alright.

•Guzma: *Whipping his head back to face you: Wait seriously?

•(Y/N): Whats the big deal? Isn't your crew of misfits made of nothing but quitters?

•Guzma: *playfully he holds a hand to his heart* Ouch! Thats low! And No! We ain't just quitters. . well. Ehh. Just whateve! We're quitters with a goal! A goal to take down that stupid Alola League and show everyone that these pansy traditions are nothing compared to pure strength. Whats your excuse?

•That wasn't easy to talk about. You barley knew the guy beyond battling and taunting. You weren't about to spill the beans on exactly why you quit.

•Guzma: Well?

•(Y/N): I . uh. Well. . shit. Um.  Look just not enough hard trainers is all.

•Not a complete lie. Most of the trainers were a cake walk especially that Kahunas kid and any of his friends he brought along the way.

•Guzma could tell you were holding something back but decided not to push his luck.

•Guzma: Mkay well *He nods his head as he walks closer to you*. I'm flattered that you felt the need to quit for me seeing as you must think I'm pretty tough to keep running back to.

•(Y/N): Ack!? *blushing as you punch his arm* don't phrase it like that!

•Guzma: Hahaha . . sure doll. Still Don't you have any friends? Like a group or a gal or someone to chat with besides whatever we have going on.

•The area got quiet as you took longer than usual to respond. Guzma sensed he struck an insecurity of yours.

•Guzma: . . Shit really. . . Shit REALLY?!?!

•You look up to glare at him while Guzma fumbles on his words.

•Guzma: No kidding? I mean why? It's not like your ugly or anything?

•(Y/N): *shocked you glare at him one last time as you try to walk away* Wow! WOW! Unreal. . *you shake your head*

•Guzma: Ahgh! Fuck wait shit. No I. . I didn't mean it like that!!

•(Y/N): Listen sorry for wasting your time. I won't be bothering you anymore.

•Guzma: No waitwaitwait! You listen. . you uh. Look! I didn't mean to hurt you like that let me make it up to you! Uh. Tapu Cocoa! Can't say no to that!

•(Y/N): Tapu Cocoa?

•Guzma: Yeah!

•(Y/N): Tapu Cocoa?!

•Guzma: ye yeah got a problem with it? Look you can get something else, but I ain't paying for it! I only offered the Tapu Cocoa!

•(Y/N): *whisper* Arceus. . . ughh you either have the worst pickup game or I am easy to please.

Guzma: Hmm, soooo is that a yes?

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•What are you doing here? I mean it's not like people staring at you was a new phenomenon but this. . yeah this was a new level of peeping.

•Guzma: Whats the matter sweetcheecks? Afraid to be seen with me?

•Oh great! Sweetcheecks! Add that to the list of colorful nicknames.

•(Y/N): I have a name! It doesn't hurt to ask for it.

•You sink in your booth trying to avoid the onlookers as you silently sip on your Tapu Cocoa.

•Guzma: Alright! Alright! Whats your name princess.

•(Y/N): (Y/N). It's (Y/N).

•Guzma: Cool cool cool. (Y/N). . Yeah. I like it!

•(Y/N): Hm yeah cool. Anyways you mind telling me why I'm here?

•Guzma: *exacerbated gasp* Oh well excuse me princess!

•(Y/N): *you glare at him*

•Guzma: Right! My bad! Anyways. Yeah! Weren't you the one in desperate need for some friends?

•(Y/N): Oh I see what this is. *sarcastically* Thank you my savior! I'm so glad you came down to offer support. Look I appreciate the gesture but I'm better off alone.

•Guzma: You sure? You seem to come to me too often for that to be true.

•Well there was no denying that. Even if you wanted to battle him for the challenge you did grow fond of his eccentric personality. Still though, you wouldn't put it past him to forget you in due time if you had stopped showing up. Though what were you supposed to do then? Go home? No. Not again. That's the last thing you felt like doing, unless you wanted to prove the family right. You just couldn't. It's already bad enough you bailed on this whole trial thing. Oh Arceus word probably got back to thrm right? Right?!! You weren't sure but the thought was making your stomach turn and their stupid smirks were forming in your mind. It was making you sick! Food. You needed food. The lone drink wasn't filling you up so you decide to get up and order something.

•Standing up you weren't expecting a tug on your arm as a worried look formed on Guzmas face.

•You didn't think he was expecting it either as he quickly let go while he tried to covering the blush forming on his face.

•(Y/N): . . . damn . and here I thought I was insecure.

•Your comment was enough to shake of his embarrassment as he started yelling from the booth.

•Guzma: Shut. sSHUT UP! . . I . ack. . man. .

•(Y/N): *you giggled lightly* Calm down. I ain't leaving you. If that was what you were thinking.

•Guzma turned away to face the wall as he messed with his hair.

•(Y/N): *You playfully pat his side* I'm just getting something to eat. . figured you want something too.

•Guzma started tapping on the table as he stared off into the distance, grumbling under his breath about how the food here was never good.

•(Y/N): Alright! Don't eat then. Just wanted to treat you since you treated me.

•Before you walked off you heard him ask you to get him a sandwich. . . with no mayo though, and that you better make sure there was no mayo because they always "fuck it up" when he asks.

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•Cashier: Alright! Your total today is ₽780.

•(Y/N): Uh yeah sure. Thanks! Oh! And you're sure there's no mayo on this sandwich right?

•Cashier: *she looked a bit flustered* There shouldn't be?

•You take the time to double check just in case. The lady looking a bit confused. You had to wonder if any of the other "normal" customers had any trouble with their food or if it only applied to gang leaders and their members.

•Feeling as if you checked every nook and cranny of this sandwich, even between the pickles you closed the bag and headed back to your seat, that was until you ran into a past problem and his annoying girlfriend.

•A males voice rang throughout the cafe: Well well well. If it isn't the princess of the Alola trials! We haven't seen your mug around in a while. *He steps closer to you as he starts to mockingly wave his hands at you with his girlfriend following suit* Oh I'm sorrrryy did I forget! We weren't supposed to stare! Gives you issues or whatever!

•You grip onto the bag of food like your life depended on it as your words come out harsh through gritted teeth.

•(Y/N): Its NOT the staring thats the issue. It's when I find out photos have been posted online without my permission is when I have ISSUES.

•The male trainer and his girlfriend were just one of many trainers that would stare, gossip, or overall judge while on your trial and was one of the many reasons why you felt the need to quit. This mans issue was when his girlfriend clearly took a photo of you and decided to post it to her socials that you felt the need to confront them and politely ask to delete which they gave you shit for.

•Male trainer: Holy ARCEUS! You're still bothered by that crap? Didn't your parents teach you that if you don't want attention then don't dress to attract it? My baby girl didn't do anything wrong so stop acting like a bitch already!

•Oh you really wanted to kick his ass again. You don't even know why he bothered picking a fight considering he lost horribly last time! Though the tense air and stares from onlookers were enough to keep your cool. The last thing you wanted was to start a fight within the cafe.

•(Y/N): Look I really have no interest fighting you at the moment. I'm just trying to enjoy my meal so leave me alone.

•Trying to walk past him he blocked your way.

•Male trainer: Yeah right, not until you apologize for making my girl feel bad for doing nothing.

•The nerve of this guy! Feeling backed into a corner your pokeball started shaking.

•No! No. No. No.

•You try settling down sylveon. She was always the feistiest of the bunch, but your efforts were in vain when she popped out ready to claw at this guy.

•Male trainer: Oh ho ho! Is soneone trying to pick a fight in public like this? Really? Where did your manners go?

•His smug mug started to crack when your sylveon started to lunge at him. Guess he was still frightened from the last beat down you gave him. All talk and no game! Of course this asshole would try to rial you up in public. The lady at the counter started to freak out as she threatened to kick you out had you not settled your sylveon.

•Trying, and failing, the guy and his girlfriend only watched with amusement as your embarrassing display was worrying the other patrons.

•Male trainer: Hahah oh man! What a performance! Arceus I wish I had a camera. Oh wait I do!

•Just as he began recording, the rest of the patrons around him go dead silent as his phone is promptly snatched from his hands. His girl lets out a yelp as she latches onto him causing the trainer to stumble.

•Male trainer: Aye yo what the fuck!? *turns to his girlfriend* get the hell off me! *he looks back as his face goes pale*

•Guzma: Sup? I think. . *he snaps the phone in half* someone's askin for a beat down wouldn't you agree (Y/N)?

•Guzma shoves the guy aside as he makes his way to help you back off the floor.

•Before he could say anything else the cashier yells at you both to get out. Apparently Guzmas presence was enough of a sign for this women to get the impression that a fight was going to break out.

•(Y/N): But we haven't done anything? He's just trying to help me!

•Cashier: I . I don't want to hear anymore! Leave!

•(Y/N): But.

•Chasier: GO!

•Guzma: Tsk. . always the same with you people. *He grabs your shoulders and guides you out the door, half yelling out to the staff* Your lucky the place serves the least shitiest tapu Cocoa! I'll be back next week. He said that last part a bit quieter not really giving a shit anymore about making a statement. He was more concerned about you, who seemed to be a mix of rage and sadness at the moment.

•Guzma: *sighing* alright. Walk with me.

•(Y/N): To where?

•Guzma: . . the beach.

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•Stumbling onto the beach you had ditched your frilly heels as your pink sparkly tights became dirtied by sand. You were unsure how to approach your feelings at the moment. Normally you'd huff off and scream out to the world but being accompanied by Guzma you didn't want him to be subjected to that. Instead you found some comfort in kicking up the sand while crumpling up different parts of your skirt and blouse. Occasionally fidgeting with your hair the more you thought about what happened at the cafe the harder you began to grip onto various parts of your outfit.

•Guzma had been observing you the whole time and having one too many outbursts himself he could tell you were on the verge of exploding. Walking towards you he tried to think back to what Plumeria would do for him when he got upset.

•Guzma: He.. Hey don't be doing none of that now. . Uh your gonna mess yyour dress If.f.f you keep that up.

•Fuck he was so shit at comforting others. How Plumeria was able to talk sense into him and calm him down was beyond him. Still, he did actually care about your feelings. He was probably the only person who was able to understand exactly what you were going through.

•Looking up at him, although terrible Guzma may be at encouraging people, you found it sweet that he was willing to try for you.

•Feeling a bit more relaxed you started to think about the right words to say to him. Luckily you didn't have to think long as you began to absentmindedly speak about your experiences with dressing alternatively.

•(Y/N): *sigh* shit. . it's like. . i don't know. . look. .uh okay so . uh. mmm this is gonna sound whiny . or okay so maybe not whiny but more just dumb if you don't get into this whole fashion thing. . like so. *sigh*

•Guzma: . its cool . . take your time

•(Y/N): *you smile lightly* thanks. . anyways back to what I was trying to say. . When I was younger, and I had discovered the Internet for the first time, I managed to stumble upon a world full of pastel pinks and blues. Frilly skirts and bloomers. Goth styled dolls. Dresses and cute school girl type outfits. Not only that, I had found a community of beautiful people wearing beautiful clothes that I so desperately wanted to be a part of. For hours on end I would spend my free time just scrolling through forums and posts all about this style of fashion. All without my parents really knowing... not that I was trying to hide it or anything! I just wasn't sure if they would even like that sort of stuff.

•Guzma was listening to every word you were saying as if it was the most important conversation in his life.

•(Y/N): Well when I had gotten older, and could make my own money, I began buying and creating outfits of my own and man I had never been happier! Even still it wasn't enough, especially when my parents got involved. Well, I was right about them not being happy about the fashion. My mom kept calling me childish for wearing "girl doll clothes". She began freaking out about me "finding a real job and partner" some day. As if me wearing fashion in my free time effects my work performance or ability to find love! My dad took it the worst. . Arceus, it makes me sick to my stomach just thinking about his opinion. . . for some fucked up reason, and I don't know how he got it in his head, but for some reason he was adamant on believing that this was all . .some sort of . . kink thing.

•Guzmas eyes grew a wide at the thought of your father speaking to you like that. Damn, guess this worlds full of shitty dads after all.

•(Y/N): *Looking at Guzma you took his expression as a response* I know right! It's fucking gross that he'd assume that frilly girly clothes on a woman means fetish! I tried explaining over and over again that this is nothing more than Kantonian street fashion but he kept brushing it off. At that point there was no convincing them . . or so I had thought. *sighing* I don't know what compelled me to do this but I had convinced myself in my own right too, thinking that if I joined the trials while wearing this stuff and I became someone special. . someone important, than I could prove my parents wrong.

•Standing in silence for what felt like forever you began to speak again. Only this time you couldn't stop the tears from forming.

•Guzma was now completely by your side, hushed and focused on your every expression and word, not wanting to butt in and fuck up the moment. Though, he couldn't help but silently hold your hand and stroke your fingers hoping it would stop you from crying.

•(Y/N): *sniffing* welp as you can fucking see it didn't turn out so well. . *hick* fucking stupid. . so fucking stupid. *sniff* it's like .. why the fuck did I even bother. .. heh guess they were right. . yeah?. *hick* guess they were right. . because here I am crying on the beach currently not participating in the stupid challenges because I couldn't actually handle people looking at me weird. . so yeah. . how stupid of me to believe I could change their opinion . . they probably already know. .wouldn't put it past them to find out. . fuckers always find out. . I can see their dumb smug faces laughing already. . should have never been so invested in this stupid style. .

•Guzma: Its not STUPID!

•Looking up at him you weren't expecting him to shout.

•Guzma: It's not stupid okay!? And you shouldn't have to change for no one.

•Feeling his hand on yours he pulled you into a gentle embrace. Your face smushed up against his chest as he began softly and slowly petting your back.

•Guzma: Look or . .okay listen.. Yeah listen. . I don't exactly get this whole "style thing" either. Trust me you wouldn't even begin to understand how long it took for me to process what I was starting at when I first saw you . . but it for sure wasn't me thinking about it as some . . fucking kink thing?

•He said that last part with such disgust you could almost taste the bitterness of his words.

•Guzma: Alright . . I admit. . this thing may not be my thing but I for sure ain't gonna make you change for me okay! And no one should make you feel as if you should. . fuck your parents, and fuck that asshole and his side chick for making you feel like shit for the some clothes. . because your right 'bout that (Y/N). . dollface. . *he lifts your face up so that your gazing into his eyes* . . all it is is clothes.. and they don't look bad on you at all.

•You could tell he wasn't expecting to say that last part as he quickly tried to push your face back into his chest, trying to stop you from seeing his beat red face.

•Pulling yourself off of him, Guzma was still trying to look into the opposite direction, but he still hadn't let go of you entirely. His arm was still wrapped around your side as his hand snaked its way to the top of your head to ruffle with your hair for a bit.

•Guzma: *fake coughing* So . . tsk. Uh. I'm still hungry . . and uh if you want .

•He got cut off by the sound of you rummaging through the crumbled bag of cafe food. The sandwich you had ordered for him was beyond smushed and your mini sliders had fallen apart.

•Guzma huffed as he snatched the bag out from your grasp and threw the damn thing into the ocean.

•(Y/N): AUcK! GUZMA! *hmph*

•Guzma: What? Told you that cafe only serves shit food.

•(Y/N): Well it WAS better looking when it was fresh and that's besides the point! You . . you . ugghhh!!

•Guzma began to laugh at your little outburst.

•*You playfully punch his side* He could have at least taken the contents out of the bag before littering all over the beach! Now you had to get the paper bag back to make sure those poor slowpokes don't mistake it for food.

•Stomping off to get the bag, mad at the idea that your socks were going to get soaked too, Guzma was watching you the whole time.

•Guzma: Hehe . . cute. . . wait.

•Shaking any thoughts from his head the sound of his stomach growling grew louder as called you over.

•Guzma: Look I know your hungry too and if you want. . uh.. you can come over to my place. . I'm not gonna lie I make a mean grilled cheese!

•(Y/N): You mean the old dilapidated mansion?

•Guzma: *monotone* yes that one. . and man screw you *he said so playfully* that "old mansion* keeps us dry and has a lot of charm to it.

•Walking up to him, Guzma was the one to playfully punch your arm this time.

•(Y/N): *Blushing* Hahaha alright. . alright! You care about the shack. I get it. . and about that grilled cheese.

•Guzma: tsk . you gonna make fun of that too girly?

•(Y/N): No no. It actually sounds nice. . I'd love it actually.

•And so the two of you walk in tandem back to Po Town talking about new things and interests, knowing that you had found the one individual that made you feel like a person for once made your heart beat ever so harder. Little did you know that the bug boss himself had been feeling the same way. Eating that grilled cheese with him on his worn bed in that old spray painted house was one of the best moments in your life. A moment you'd remember forever.

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END OF PART ONE.

BONUS:

The two of you laying on his bed

•(Y/N): Wow. This is actually really good grilled cheese.

•Guzma: Oh! Uh thanks? . yeah I think if I had to choose one food to eat it would be grilled cheese. I could eat it for every meal. Or just constantly without stopping.

•(Y/N): *giggling* but then you'd get fat.

•Guzma: No, why would I get fat?

•(Y/N): because bread makes you fat.

•Guzma: Bread makes you fat!?

sorry i had too. :3

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[kitsxne-reboot]

“Oh no, I've finished all my ice cream, what will I ever do ?!”

Featuring ー Osamu Dazai, Ranpo Edogawa, Chuuya Nakahara

Synopsis ー Getting ice cream with your dear boyfriend !

Warnings ー None! <3

OSAMU DAZAI

🩹 I swear to God, if you get a lot of ice cream, expect even more bandages and canned crab

🩹 He might also slip some dog food in there…

🩹 “Why're you getting dog food Osamu ? We don't have a dog, plus you hate dogs.” “Well there was this one time I had to eat dog food and it tasted r-”

🩹 Honestly, the whole trip is pure chaos and you're regretting the fact that you had begged Dazai to come with you

🩹 Everyone, and I mean EVERYONE, is giving you two looks, from the piled up ice creams, bandages, canned crab, and one pack of dog food. And even worse, you guys had a small cart

🩹 You definitely aren't gonna invite him ever again.

RANPO EDOGAWA

🍭 Honestly, don't expect just only ice cream in the cart, but instead expect a LOT LOT ice cream and candies, like literally nothing else is in there but just ice cream and candy.

🍭 All the kids in the store are jealous of you guys

🍭 If you tell Ranpo to not get any more candy, well…

🍭 He'll sneak some in. Especially if it's candy he hasn't tried yet

🍭 You best be praying for the total price, because the cart is filled to the BRIM with ice cream 'n' candy.

CHUUYA NAKAHARA

🎩 Oh ? You want ice cream ? Well don't worry bbg because Chuuya already told some underlings to buy as much ice cream as you want .

🎩 Okok actually though, he's definitely more calmer than the two, and only buys other things that are necessary.

🎩 That, or he would go to the jewelry place to find a watch or something

🎩 Man is RICH RICH so if he does do that, expect him to come out with some expensive ass watches for the both of you

🎩 If the cashier asks you if you're buying ice cream for your little brother (Read: the cashier thought Chuuya was your little brother) he will try his best not to use his ability right then and there

🎩 Other than that, he's okay to get ice cream with, would recommend if you want a quick trip, unlike Ranpo and Dazai

[puppys-tiny-space]

Impure reg comfort story

🩹your carer comes home from a long day and you are nowhere to be found. They look in your room, in theirs, the kitchen and the living room until finally they head into the bathroom from which they hear a small sniffle. You are laying in the bathtub with a blankie, your comfort plushie/toy, your paci and headphones covering your ears. Tears are streaming down your face and you are trying ti calm yourself down with stimming Your carer crouches down to you and catches your attention, you look up at them trough teary eyes and see their soft yet worried smile, "hey kiddo, what's making my little boo so sad? Can papa/mama/bubba help? Is it okay if I touch you right now?" You nod and they carefully stroke your head while giving you time to answer. "M feelin yucky n twauma head is muchie." Your carer frowns slightly and sighs, "Oh no, I'm so sorry baby, can I pick you up and take you to my bed with me for some snuggles? I know the bathroom makes you feel safe but there isn't any space for me in the tub." You nod and they carry you and your blankie and plush to their room. They carefully place you on the bed and tug you in under the covers before dimming the light and closing the window. "Now, do you want to watch a show to calm down sweetheart?" You nod and pick one as your carer scrolls through the options. Once the show is playing your carer turns on your favorite sensory light before laying next to you and holding you close. Once you have calmed down enough to talk you tell them all the yucky thoughts and fears you had in your little brain as they stroke your back and hold you tight when tears begin to fall again, after you finish they squeeze you tight and give you a kiss on the head, "My brave little kid, I'm so proud of you for staying safe and talking it out with me, thank you so much for trusting me baby, I love you." You snuggle into their chest and sigh finally feeling better and safe with your papa/mama/bubba. A but later they order the both of you your comfort food and get you some water in your favorite bottle/sippy from the kitchen. You eat together and snuggle until you fall asleep in their arms.🩹

Fun fact of the day: A cat has 32 muscles in each ear.