#-to read some books i still havent finished yet for once

[g1-skywarp]

hi chat, ive been trying to """coming up with my own attempt at happiness"". basically the good news is i (try to) vent less. so dont be surprised if my blog is Extra dead.

[twisted-confessions]

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Hope not late! 25 , 5 and 28👀👀

Nope not late at all!!

25. Which character(s) would you actively avoid? Personally, you would not see me anywhere near Vil, Rook or Sebek.

I can appreciate Vil's efforts to have people more self-confident in their own image however I absolutely despise how forceful he goes about it, especially with Epel and the dance troupe. If I EVER caught him trying to change parts of myself that I'm proud of (my australian accent, my nerdy sense of fashion, etc.) it would be ON SIGHT- (Can you tell I'm still not over Book 5?)

For Rook, i can say I..... respect his dedication and loyalty to his beliefs. However? That man... he scares me... Also, i'm still extremely salty over the VDC/SDC results WE SHOULD HAVE WON THAT AND WE LOST TO THE TWST EQUIVILANT OF BABY SHARK- Rook, i don't care about your reasonings for why we weren't at our best, I've seen the video performance AND THE NRC TRIBE FUCKING NAILED IT!!!

And then our croccy boi- Now don't get me wrong, I do love Sebek as a member of the first year gang of idiots. I also don't know a lot about him personally since I've only known him in events and havent started Book 7 yet. From what I have seen, he does annoy me a lot with his blatant disregard and disrespect to anyone who isn't Malleus or Lilia. His ego and his racism also really piss me off and make me wanna slap some sense into him. I understand it comes from a place of self-loathing but dude, PLEASE read the room for once and not screech our ears off. I'm certain that I would eventually befriend him but if we actually met face to face, it would be a miracle for me to not punch him 1 minute after his insults.

5. If you could have any unique magic / signature spell in the game, which would you choose and why?

Ooooh I've never thought about that until now actually. Personally, i would want something that would be useful and practical both in a day to day life or in a fight since I'm not very physically strong. Going with that idea, i'd more than likely pick either Split Card or Paint The Roses/Doodle Suit. Multiple me's to help me do chores around the house or distract someone in a fight? YES PLEASE!! I also have a lot of sensory issues so I feel like Paint the Roses would really help me eat the things i need to or make a certain texture that feels funny to me turn comfortable. We've also seen how useful it can be in a fight during Riddle's Overblot when Trey turned the rosebush into cards and saved us.

If just for fun though, I'd love to try out any of Savanaclaw's UM's/SS's. Now THAT would be chaotic heheh.

28. What is the TWST related content that you've produced that you are most proud of?

I personally really love my HTTYD x TWST fic that i've been writing. Knowing myself, I probably wont ever finish/post it so I'll have what I've written linked here for anyone who's interested in my favourite brainworm lol. Bella is a very special oc near and dear to my heart as she's the first one that I've enjoyed writing for since being kicked out of home over a year ago. She gave me back my creativity and I couldn't be more thankful for it.

Right now, I've even been imagine a Fairly OddParents x TWST fic in my head which I think would be a BLAST to write, where my Twisted version of Timmy Turner (a girl called Izzy) would use their rule free wish to be a part of Wanda, Cosmo and Poof/Peri's family as their bio daughter when they're no longer her godparents and becomes a half-fairy hybrid in the process. The idea of a "magicless" girl at NRC who out of nowhere suddenly can not only make but GRANT wishes that bend the laws of reality around her is absolutely hilarious to me. Haha take that you pricks, you thought I was weak? BOOM you're a hedgehog, now you really are a prick. Rewatching FOP and seeing how Timmy can be such a menace/pos really makes me think he would fit in GREAT amongst NRC lol.

I'm also really proud of the Card edits I've done for other people where I turn their OC's into different rated cards so it looks like it's from the game. Seeing all the different kinds of OC's and hearing about their characters is so amazing.

Feel free to send in any more asks or questions!! I love interacting with the Twst Community <3

[themastaralex]

Your Heart and Soul are mine (and mine are yours) - Chap 1

soo, i promised some people maki fics, this is one of them, the others i still havent finished (this one included) but we gotta get through the introductions and everything before we get to the fun stuff with maki and the gang

wc: 1.7k

note: reader is the same age as yuta, but yuta is older (aka they're both pisces, it's on purpose)

2008: 10 years before the Shibuya Incident.

LOCATION: Texas, United States of America.

“She says she's seeing things again.”

The doctor leans back in her chair, crossing her arms, speaking to the woman in front of her desk. The woman looks at the ground, sighing.

She didn't expect this. She knows there was a little to no chance of you getting a cursed technique. She knows there's such a low chance of you seeing any curses of any sort…

..yet..

..you did it. Your mother has no idea how or what cursed technique you possess, and to be completely fair, she barely knows much about it anyways.

“What sort of things has she been seeing? Or has she not spoken about that?”

The doctor- Dr. Graham clears her throat, then looks at your mother, who definitely doesn't look as worried as a mother would if they were told their daughter was seeing things.

“She hasn't said. But I'm sure they're nothing bad, seeing as her mental state doesn't look like it's deteriorated.”

It's clear to her that you aren't at all injured or mentally hurt. If anything, she's more surprised you're as happy and energetic as you are after stating you're seeing things.

Regardless, your mother nods, looking to her right where you're sitting, mindlessly reading a comic book, not at all aware of the effects your heritage has on you.

You're blissfully unaware of everything regarding your father's side of the family.

They say ignorance is bliss. Currently for you, in this position, as a 7 year old child- It definitely is.

Being special runs in your blood. And you have no idea that's the case. 

“I see.” Your mother- Rosa- responds calmly. She doesn't need to give away any hints as to your heritage, your blood, your family.

Dr. Graham just nods, writing something on a paper then handing it to your mother, as you look up, eyes now locked on your mother. You're sure you're about to leave, as you see her stand up.

“If she speaks about this anymore, I'd like to have a thorough evaluation.”

‘Thorough’ evaluation. That means they want to put you in a CT scan machine, and they won't find anything because you're not sick.

No, you're not sick.

You're just a Gojo. You're just Satoru Gojo's younger half-sister.

The Strongest Sorcerer of this Era. 

“I understand.” Your mother looks at you, moving away from the chair as she heads toward the door. “Let's go, mija.”

You nod with a small smile, giving the doctor a quick nod as well before leaving with your mother.

On that paper she got, there was names of possible suppressors for your ‘condition’ if it gets ever so worse. But it won't. She knows it won't.

–

2013: 5 years later:

“MAMI!”

You try reaching out for her as you wail and struggle to get past the nurses holding you back.

“MAMI! PLEASE LET ME PASS!” Your eyes are glossy, as tears fall down your eyes. They keep their firm grips on your body, as you whimper and wail, ignoring your own injuries.

Your pleas do nothing to let you pass. Instead, you get to see as they roll your mother down the hallway, half dead and bleeding out profusely.

They tranquilize you, taking effect after a few seconds. You black out involuntarily, body going limp.

Once you wake up, you find it slightly hard to open your eyes- your eyelids feeling quite heavy. The lights in the room don't help much either, but you open your eyes anyways.

With giving the room a quick scan, you deduce that you're still in the hospital, as a nurse comes in the room to check on you.

“You're awake.. Good.”

Over the next few minutes, she brings you water and some food, after which you ask where your mother is.

Your heart drops as soon as you hear the words:

“I'm.. I'm sorry, sweetie.”

Your heart drops, your stomach drops, your face instantly contorts into one of anger and sadness as you begin to sob uncontrollably.

“W-why.. What the fuck..” 

For a 12 year old child to lose their mother, their only caretaker, their family… Is heartbreaking. 

Your heart definitely broke that day, along with countless nightmares of seeing her being rolled down that hallway, always being taunted with the fact that maybe, just maybe, you could have done something.

The only things you had left after that was your pride, arrogance, and ego. And that's what you used to keep anyone from getting too close. 

Coming to terms with your own grief was utterly impossible.

You were deep in depression as you lived with your aunt for a few weeks.

You wouldn't go to school, you'd barely eat, you'd barely get up from your bed. That was normal considering the fact you'd just lost your mother, your only parent.

Until one morning, when you decided to get up.

That damn door. The hard knock. Then a slightly loud, “Hi there, is anybody home?”

From your spot on the couch, you raise your head, now awfully curious. Mami always told you to not open the door for strangers, but something about the person seems oddly familiar. Not familiar in the personal sense, however.

You stand up, slowly walking your way to the door. You try not to make much noise, as if the person could hear anyways, but you get to the door and look through the peephole, seeing a very tall man with white hair and some dark shades. He looks distracted as he looks away from the door. You squint your eyes at his figure, his whole body slightly radiating some sort of aura.

“Huh?” You state out loud, prompting him to turn back towards the door. “Ah, shit.”

“Hey, it's fine. Open the door. Seriously. I'm not gonna do anything.” After a moment, the man sighs, running his hand through his hair.

“..yeah, that sounds like something someone would say if they wanted to do something. Sorry.” 

He shakes his head, as you seem to unlock the door by pure instinct, going against everything your mother taught you.

His facial expression- Or what can be seen from it- lightens up as you open the door, a small smile on his face. 

The man is huge- almost like a giant. You'd guess he's probably over 6 feet tall. Not to mention, his hair color is definitely weird. Looks natural too..

The guy looks down at you and grins brightly, taking off his glasses and looking at you with some bright ass light blue eyes. They seem to glow, being the same color of a clear light blue sea, as he stares down at you.

“I'm Satoru Gojo. I'm your big brother.”

You just stare at him for a moment, as he stares back. It seems you're both speechless- you more so.

“I don't have a big brother.” You state, starting to close the door, but he easily holds it open. Either way, he's still grinning, as you look at him with an expression that really just says, ‘Man, what? Is this guy crazy?’

“I don't know any Satoru Gojos or whatever. My last name isn't even Gojo, so that's already wrong.” 

You're very sassy and sarcastic for a 12 year old, and he already takes note of that. After all, you're his little sister. And by the signature of cursed energy emanating from you…

You're definitely strong, or at least, have the potential to be strong.

Satoru’s sure you have no damn idea as to what cursed energy even is, so he'll save that for a later talk.

“I know your last name isn't Gojo. But you're my sister, I swear!”

“..that doesn't really help your case, bro..”

He scratches his head, holding his glasses in his other hand. It doesn't seem like he intends to do anything malicious, so it seems like you can trust him enough.

“Prove it. Prove you're my brother.”

You say that with bravado, thinking he's not your brother, obviously. He's white- Japanese, maybe- white hair, blue eyes that seem to glow? Who is this dude? Satoru Gojo? Who the hell is Satoru Gojo?

“Uh. How am I supposed to prove that?”

“I dunno, you're the one who said you're my brother.” After you shrug, he sighs, when he pulls out a folded photo. Your eyes narrow as you see him unfold it, seeing your mother and some other man in a very close position.

Side hugging, with the man's arm on your mother's waist. You slightly smile at seeing your mom’s face, very much younger. 

“That's my father. And yours too.”

With skepticism in your eyes, you look back up at Satoru, now slightly less hesitant. The man in the photo does look like Satoru, down to the eye shape and hair.

If that's your dad, why didn't you come out with white hair? Or blue eyes? Why did you have to come out relatively average? Brown hair, brown eyes?

Those Mexican genes are really not doing you any favors.

Your mom never mentioned your father, ever. 

You weren't sure if it was because she hated him, or if she just didn't want to mention him. But now, you're slightly thinking about whether or not you should trust this man, Satoru Gojo- Who willingly calls himself your brother, likely knowing of your mother’s demise and your current status.

“Maybe you're not lying. Maybe.”

Your voice is a quiet mumble, as you begin to start to believe him. He's given you no reason to not trust him, so believing him seems right.

Satoru grins, crouching down to your level, one of his hands moving to gently rest on your shoulder. He makes sure to keep some distance between you two however, seeing as he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable or weirded out.

Barely been your big brother for a few minutes and he's already worried.

“Good! You're starting to believe me, at least!”

You can't help the small smile you wear on your face when you see his large grin and genuinely happy face. That makes you feel warm. It makes you smile so sincerely, feeling very happy- for the first time in a few weeks since your mother's death.

Satoru Gojo is the Strongest, not just in strength, but in heart as well

[fruitybashir]

Are you planning any new Bokris fics? ✨

hiiiiii the answer is uhh yes and no?

im always having more bokris on my mind bc the brainrot is that bad but like. idk when i wanna properly get to it and finish stuff, im kinda happy with taking the slower pace rn

there is still one more holidate bonus that i wanna do, theres an unrelated bokris oneshot i miiiight do at some point, theres the book im reading next month thats definitely gonna spark something new but ... yeah.

and theres the lesbokris au that i am on and off adding new bits to but i actually dont have a fully fleshed out plan for it so idk how long im gonna take for it. i havent even decided yet if i wanna make it a chaptered thing or release a 50k beast all at once. idk. if im gonna do it chaptered tho its not gonna be a weekly upload thing like holidate, thats for sure, but also like eh ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

i dont know anything concrete yet and i just uploaded smthn new so im not rushing myself to put out anything new super soon

[virgin-mojitos]

massage session ft steven grant (slighlty nsfw)

heyyyy okay so we've established that im a liar and i do not keep my word but this idea came to me a while ago and i was like fuck it why not. but anywho, heres some fluffy steven (with a hint a sprinkle a dab of smut at the end) as an apology, enjoy!!

PS: reader and steven havent had sex yet but have done other things, so they might be in 2-3 month in

Definitely absolutely surely clearly DO NOT think about,  

Coming home extremely tired, you’ve been on your feet the whole day. Steven could tell from the moment you entered the flat, you had already texted him prior to order some takeout because you cant cook today. So he comes over kind of worried but also amused because you’ve never displayed any signs of fatigue .(usually you are very good at hiding them and steven does not know if they’re some trauma response, he does not ask either way.) he comes over and gives you a big hug, “you okay love?” so you hide your face in his chest and give a muffled “m okay” he laughs because you clearly do not look okay, “well I ordered takeout. Come lets eat and you can tell me about your day yeah?” “ cant, too tired to eat” and it was this moment that steven realizes hes nearly carrying all your weight because you can barely stand. He almost verbally ‘awww’s but he decides against it because if he did that you back away, knowing your ‘I gotta be strong and able 24/7 or else i deserve punishment’ tendencies. So he offers something else instead.

“would you like a massage?, I read a book about physiotherapy once” so you laugh of course, because who the hell casually reads a book about physiotherapy once? So you imitate him while giggling, making fun of his accent and all. “oi, I’m being serious it was just there and I decided to see what its all about that’s all” you laugh again and lay your chin on his chest and tell him that you would love a massage.

“turn away so i can take off my shirt and lay down on the towel” and he does turn away, knowing the gentleman he is. While laying down you take a minute to admire the scene that steven created for you in little time; scented candles, regular candles lit up and all the lights turned off. “you ready?” steven startles you but you answer him with a short “mmmhm”

 as soon he starts youre already making noises and shoving your face in shoulders in coyness. as steven gets more into it you stop covering my mouth and groans (mind u theyre both groans of pleasure and pain) ‘hes got very good hands’ you think. Your clutching the sheets and putting your face in the pillows and scrunching your nose, just a very pornographic image you think to yourself again, poor steven really.

and then when hes almost finished he starts kissing your neck and you laugh and say something like “was this in your book?” and he smiles and laughs and continues anyways.  And then when hes finished he turns your face slightly and kisses you for a bit until it gets uncomfortable for you, you’ve just had a massage for gods sake you don’t want your neck to hurt again.  so you decide to spin around and wrap the towel under around you when you do, any form of modesty

so now you are heavily making out, so drunk on the other that you dont notice his fingertips barely grazing your stomach under the towel so he stops kissing you and goes “is this okay?” and you nod and pull him by the hair to kiss him again, trying to show your gratitude through your kisses for the massage and asking for your consent. his hands starts gets cheeky rising up and hes just, he not touching you hes grabbing? Like squeezing in a way, squeezing anywhere hes touching. He reaches under your breasts and you gasp so he starts kissing your face and your neck and he asks again “is this okay?” and you gasp out a yes and he starts gently caressing yout breasts and at this point your a moaning mess right? hes still kissing your neck when he starts kneading them and murmers in your neck “you’re so fucking soft”

…yes definitely do not think about that

phewww *fans self* is it getting hot in here or is it just steven i mean what...

as always likes and reblogs help boost my ego!!!

my asks are always open if youd like me to write something!!

(steven’s SFW alphabet)

[tea-132]

[CINDERELLA BOY BEACH BOY ARC SPOILERS !!!!!]

(Pls turn away if you havent read the recent beachboy arc (ep 31))

A little self indulgent fic/prediction i think will happen in the next episode

Now i dont usually write fics like this and preffer to illustrate more but if i illustrate this whole thing its gona take a whole while so :,))

Anyways its sort of my first time posting a short fic like this, i didnt really have a structure or anything so pls go easy on me :,)

(though constructive critiscm is welcomed)

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They were getting along just fine before so why did things have to end up this way?

Maybe Buddy was right- maybe he was too innocent and trusting

But he really did want to give Buddy a chance. But he definitely blew it.

That jerk.

He really thinks he can act all smug after doing that saying "he taught him a lesson". Heh maybe that kick will teach *him* a lesson.

This story will end soon anyway when Deacon gets here. Hah wonder if he can even leave Buddy on the island alone. Thats what he gets for betraying his trust-

Yet- that face Buddy had- maybe he actually regrets it?

What if he's being forced by the ex libris to do this?

Oh well doesn't matter

Its not his problem-

He has his own problems to worry about-

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Wonder when Deacon will come? And wonder how he's holding up? Probably better than Chase is doing at the moment..

Chase laid his face on his palm as the tropical island breeze and gentle sway of the waves soothed his heart a bit. His eyes felt dry after all the crying, not only is he going to come to Deacon with a scarred face, but also a puffed up one.

That'll be embarassing. This is all Buddy's fault..

Speaking of Buddy for some reason Chase swore he saw something move just now. Oh no not him again.

With his voice a bit shaky he answered with a crack in his voice "What the heck do you want now? ...jerk."

Buddy just stood there still with the spear in his hand. His bangs slightly concealed his eyes but it wasnt too hard to figure out the grim expression on his face.

Then he got closer to Chase raising his spear.

"H-hey!! Dont you think you damaged my skin enough?! Back off Buddy!" (Do you want another kick to your face or wha 💀)

With no time to run all he could do is shield himself with his arms and close his eyes.

*Thunk*

"Huh?" He felt around and didnt feel like he got stabbed anywhere... then..?

"Here."

He saw green but then his vision focused. Buddy was quite literally shoving a coconut in his face.

"... you can have it.. if you want." He said in a quiet subtle tone. Looking away, as if a child was trying to give some sort of "apology gift".

Chase looked at Buddy with wide eyes, bewildered at the goth's actions once again.

As much as he wanted to deny the coconut from this jerk. He just cant pass up the oppurtunity for a free, finally opened coconut he's been trying to get all this time.

"....thanks" Chase takes the coconut from his hands.

And Buddy hesitantly sits next to him.

"Dont think a coconut can fix the scar on my face you know?" He said in an angry tone

"You know when you get out of the books the scar wont be there anymore right?"

"Yeah but it still hurts you jerk!"

Then there was silence between the two again. Chase angrily but obviously enjoying his coconut.

Then Buddy says something about his lore and it goes on from there jdbdjdbdj

Ok thats all the predictions i have for now 😭 i dont think im gona finish this unless i get more ideas or smth 😭

But tysm for reading till the end! Jsbdj hope you guys enjoyed this lil thing i did

Dunno if im gona do more of these but who knows- ill most likely do more drawings though-

[hobimo]

see i don't even disagree w you, it's the specific jikook brand of omegaverse that is rly just an excuse to write straight romance undetected. like you can't convince me that if you replace jm and jk from the average jikook fic with a straight couple something would feel different. and please don't feel included in this because you know how to write a great plot and establish characters ok!!! actually i think i read a bakudeku fic once! it was superr popular and short i think? i tried reading some jujutsu kaisen ff and yeah there's some good stuff out there but nothing compares to the emotional attachment i have to bts so 😞 i need to fixate on something else asap❗

you would not believe. how many times i've tried answering this ask before i dissolve into Yapping. sorry. i have a lot of thoughts about the type of fic you're describing i really do. it's bothered me for a long time. my general thoughts are that. bts ao3 fic is a very short walk from wattpad band fic. so a lot of those sorts of people end up over here that dont have that Shame the rest of us nerds do who grew up writing cringey ass book and anime fic when we were teens that pushed us to experiment with writing in complete anonymity and write fucked up and shit stuff and we started Caring abt what we wrote. and also the wattpad band fic environment is so different to the ao3 m/m. but if you know a little grammar and you actually finish the fic the story just gets so unbelievably popular on its own.

that being said there are good fics still in bts jikook. i havent found them yet but i know they're in there. there's gotta be at least one brave soldier left fighting against swathes of people who probably unironically read colleen hoover for fun. there's gotta be. i refuse to live in a world where there isnt

[for-the-love-of-javert]

Well here it is. My fanfic. This is just chapter one there will be more to come.

First things first, this is an alternate universe fanfic. My universe. Some things will be similar to the canon storyline and others wont. This fic is about Javert and his overall character and developing that character in a way that I would have liked to have sene done in ‘The Brick’. I think Hugo did him dirty in numerous ways. So this is my take on Javert, his life and the possibilities for things he didn’t experience in the book. The first few chapters will be slow burn as I introduce you to a couple of new characters and allow things to develop from there. Who knows where this story will go in the future, but I have decided that instead of making it a one-shot I’m going to be continuing it and hopefully soon adding some illustration to it as well. Please note all places (inn’s, taverns, hotels, etc) are completely fictional with names made up by me because I havent had time to research everything yet and I’m still reading ‘The Brick’. My AU Javert will be based on Quastvert (particularly his image)

Trigger Warnings: This story as it unfolds (as previously stated more chapters will be added to this specific fanfic) will contain descriptions of a sexual nature, and descriptions of violent crime. It will also allude to mental health issues. Read at your own risk. I’d say this fanfic is not suitable for anyone below the age of 16. Also this is my very first fanfic so feedback is important to me. 

Themes: Friendship/Lovers/Romance/Character Development (Javert & New characters)/Mental Health/Culty Mindset Deconstruction/Learning to livea normal life. Also: Murder, domestic Violence/Other Crimes/ Police Investigations/Obsession.

New Characters: Catherine Bernard, Chloe Bernard, Pierre, Rose & Andre.

Pre Barricade Era. 

Javert: Out of The Shadows  

Chapter 1

It had been a long day, longer than it should have been, stressful and unpleasant. After finishing his shift, Inspector Javert made his way home, changed out of his uniform and into less formal attire and, having taken into consideration advice that was offered by a few of his colleagues, he decided to go out and try socialising once again. he had attempted to a couple of time previously after he got a bit of rubbing from two junior officers about his lack of a social life, wife, girlfriend, family and even friends. He had always ignoreed his collleagues when theysuggested he ‘get out more’. he had never had any interest in mixing with society. But lately he had begun to relaise how little he had in his life, besides his job his life most certainly lacked all of the things his colleagues had mentioned. Relationships had always been a no,no for him. He saw women and emotional attachment as inconvenient, however he had never experienced these things so how could he possibly know? 

A week or so prior he had met a woman in Le Chien Noir, a tavern where he had stopped by and indulged in one or two drinks. Not much of a drinker of alcohol it had taken him almost 4 hours to drink 2 glasses of red wine and the next morning he had awoken with a headache. His new lady friend, although he had only seen her once since meeting her was called Catherine or Cathy as she preferred to be called. she was an attractive 38 year old widow who had moved back to Paris from Boulogne-sur-Mer 2 years after her husbands death after finally being able to sell their properties and close up his estate. Catherine had no children due to her husbands propensity for violence having afflicted 4 miscarriages. 3 years prior to moving home her husband had murdered his business partner and tried to flee France. Luckily he was caught at Calais and apprehended. From there he was taken to jail, but rather than take accountability for his crimes and face the likelihood of the death penalty, he had hung himself. Uncomfortable living in Boulogne-sur-Mer Catherine returned to Paries and a neighbourhood not too far from where she grew up to start her life over. 

On the night they he met her, Javert had been almost instantly captivated by Cathy, she was vivacious, fun and had a wonderful sense of humour. She had blue eyes and dark brown hair, she was short, around 5 feet in height, and voluptuous. But she had no edge to her, she was polite, well manner, kind and attentive to the various customers in the tavern. On and off throught that evening they had talked and he had enjoyed their conversation. Cathy had even managed to amuse him more than once and once he had relaxed a little he had even managed to smile. He had been able to tell that she had been curious about him and no doubt the parisian grapevine had provided plenty of tid bits of information about him and his unusual lifestyle.   

Javert’s life beyond his work as a police officer was quiet solitary. With no family to visit him or vice versa and no real friends to socialise with and not to mention an aversion to getting to involved in society generally, he was not used to being out in public, drinking in taverns and fratinising with the ladies who worked in them. He just wasn’t comfortable in these situations and preferred to be alone. Though he occasionally admitted, only to himself, mind, that he did get lonely and yearned for companionship of some kind. He had never had a relationship, never courted in his youth, though he did flirt with girls back then as he got older and more devoted to his work he decided those kind of distractions were something he didn’t need. So he committed himself to his work, to the law and allowed himself no time for pleasure or company of any kind. Not even a pet dog or cat. 

When Cathy had finished her shift that night, Javert, who had just finished his drink to a little plunge into the uknown and offered to walk her home. Cathy had happily accepted his offer so they walked into the night towards Cathy’s home which was close to an area where a series of violent robberies had taken place in recent months. On top of that two women had been murdered on the route that led to Cathy’s neighbourhood. Cathy had been understanbly concerned about walking home alone and seemd glad to have the company of the normally distant and somewhat mysterious policeman. 

On the way to Cathy’s home they had talked about the recent crimes in the area.

“I’m not a regular member of staff at the tavern, the owners, Pierre and Rose are friends of mine, I help them out when they are short staffed. It’s not fun, finishing a shift and having to walk home when the fastest route is on the exact street where two women have been murdered.” She said.

“I exepct not, but you need not worry, I’ll walk you to your door and as long as I’m not working and you don’t feel like I’m imposing, I can walk you home from the tavern when you have shifts there in future.” He replied.

“You surprise me Inspector. Everything I’ve hear about you is turning out to either be complete lies or only half truths.”

“How so?” Javert asked.

“Well town gossip states that you never go out, have no friends, no family and beyond your work your not interested in anything.” Cathy replied.

 "Well, it is true that I have no family, I am unmarried and have never been married. My parents are dead and I have no ther family. It is also true that I don’t go out much if at all and when I do it’s usually to eat.“ He said.

“Yet you have, been to the tavern a few times in the past few weeks. Also you have been quite sociable, especially this evening. I’ve rather ejoyed talking to you.“ 

"The feeling is mutual Madame and I am glad to be able to make sure you get home safely.”

“So am I Inspector.”

“Please call me Javert.”

“Has the killer been found yet?” She asked

“Sadly and rather annoyingly, no he hasn’t. But we are searching for him.” He replied.

For a few moments they walked in silence and turning into the street where Cathy lived, he wondered whether or no he should ask her to go out with him. But what on earth would make him think she would want to. 

They reached Cathy’s front door and she turned to him and asked

“Would you like to join me for a drink or some supper?”

He was a little taken aback and trying not to seem to eager he replied

“No, that is quite alright, I don’t expect you to go to any trouble. Besides, it is late, I’m sure your tired and would prefer to turn in for the night.” He was blushing and felt a bit of a dolt for turning down her offer. 

“It’s no trouble at all, and you didn’t eat at the tavern this evening, I bet you’re hungry. Come on in.” She insisted, smiling. 

Then she turned to open the door. As she walked into the house she found Eponine (Thenardier), who had been taking care of Cathy’s young neice while she was working, curled up asleep in a chair. Cathy gently woke her and queeried as to how things had been while she had been out and was pleased to hear that her niece, Chloe who was four years old had been well behaved and was fast asleep. Cathy paid Eponine and Eponine left to go home with arrangments made to take care Chloe again on Sunday afternoon/early evening. 

Cathy handed Javert a bottle of wine while Cathy made some sandwiches for supper. Normally she would have a soup or a stew prepared and ready for heating up but she hadn’t had time to make either of those meals today because Pierre had sent is 12 year old son, Andre to give her a message that they were short staffed at the tavern. She had literally only had enough time to change her clothes, brush her hair and leave the house. Eponine had stayed overnight the night before so she was already there and happy to stay and look after Chloe for what was only supposed to be 4 hours but ended up being 8 hours because the tavern had been busy. 

Javert and Cathy chatted well into the night. Luckily, neither of them wer eworking the next day and by the time Javert got ready to go home, Cathy had already decided she had wanted him to stay. But before she could ask him, on reaching the door and bidding her goodnight he turned around and why he did it, he had no idea, but he had the urge to touch her, even to kiss her, and without thinking he gently stroked her cheek with the back off his fingers, and then again with the palm of his hand, wondering as he did this if he was going to get his face slapped for pushing his luck. Cathy, stood there looking up at him. Her eyes met his and she placed her hand on top of his pressing it more firmly against her cheek. She then moved his hand a little, down towards her lips anf she kissed the palm of his hand. Needing no further encouragment, Javert gently took her face in both of his hands, leaned down and kissed her, softly and politely at first and then a little more passionately, she returned his kiss with a needy enthusiasm and he gathered her up in his arms and held her tight as he kissed her. When they ended their kiss, she reached up and placed her hand on his face with a pleading expression on her face she said softly.

“please stay with me.”

He wanted to, oh god he wanted to, at that moment he wanted all of the things he had never had or experienced. But a voice inside his head told him it was the wrong thing to do, that if he stayed with her he would be taking advantage of her even though she had asked him to stay. She asked again;

“Please, I’m not expecting anything form you. I’d just like you to stay with me and hold me.”

She couldn’t remeber that last time she had laid in bed with a man who was happy to hold her, show her any kind of affection or even make love to her. Her husband had been something of a  savage beast. Everything he did was done with anger and haste as though he were doing it literally for his own satisfaction. He had never been loving or even caring for that matter and their marriage had been deeply unhappy. Their physical relationship was more often than not forced and brutal and she had dared not complain because he would beat her if she did. Violence was something he really liked, he enjoyed it other than that his only other pleasures were alcohol and money. When he killed himself in prison he she was glad that part of her life was over. Relieved that she could move on and make a life for herself elsewhere. She could not lie to anyone but not least to herself that she was glad her husband was gone. She didn’t miss him at all. The thought of anyone justing lying in bed with her and holding her made her happy, but after what had just happened, how she had felt when Javert held her and kissed her, she wanted more, and she wanted it from him. He had lit a flame in her that had long since burned itself out, and she had lit a flame in him that had never even existed. 

Javert, now feeling guilty at the thought of leaving her alone relented and agreed to stay. vowinf to himself that he would behave like a gentleman and only hold her as she had asked him to. But he was not so sure that he could keep that vow. Cathy smiled and he retook his seat at the kitchen table, while Cathy washed their supper dishes and finished her glass of wine. After that she led him upstairs to the bedroom. 

Eponine stood outside on the street deciding whether to go to the hovel she had been staying in with her mother and sister or whether to go and find her friends and spend the night in their company. She watched from across the street as Cathy’s house went dark. She had also taken a mental note that she had not seen the Inspector leave. Eponine decided to keep this information to herself, she liked Cathy and adored her niece, Chloe and did not want to cause problems as Cathy would often give her food and allow her to spend the night and on that night like an idiot, Eponine had told Cathy she had made arragements to spend the night with her mother and sister. It had been a lie, but in a way she was glad to not be in Cathy’s house this night even though nothing at all might have been happening, though she knew that thought was probably unlikely. 

Cathy led Javert into her bedroom and lit a lamp then hung it on the hook on the wall. She left the bedroom for a brief moment to check on Chloe who was sleeping soundly. On returning to her bedroom she found Javert sitting on the bed looking a little unsure of himself and of what to do next. She closed the bedroom door and walked over to Javert, she could tell he was nervous. He opened his mouth to speak and she placed her finger on his lips, then, taking his face gently in her hands she leaned downa kissed him. He wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her body against him. Their kiss became more passionate, more urgent, as he slipped his tongue between he slightly parted lips and into her warm, moist mouth. His tongue stroked hers and hers in return, stroked his, they kissed deeper, harder and began to undress each other. She slipped his jacket over his shoulders and then removed his cravat. Frantically unbuttoning his shirt she brushed her lips across his face and then down passed his jaw, to his neck as he removed her blouse and unfastened her skirt allowing it to fall to the floor. With an even great sense of need and urgency she removed his undergarments and then started to unfasten his trousers. As her hand moved slowly over his groin she felt his manhood hardening. He broke off the kiss and pressed his face against her ample, curvaceous breasts. 

“I need to take off my Shoes.” He whispered.

“As do I.” she respinded with a giggle. 

They removed their shoes and he then took on the challenge of removing her corset. He failed to understand why w woman would want to go through such rigmarole just for the sake of keeping the wobbly parts in place. Cathy giggled like a little girl as his finger lightly tickled he spine while he was unlacing her corset. His hands were warm though a little bit rough. As he removed the corset and the rest of her undergarments he cupped his hands gently around her breasts, coaxing her nipples with his fingers until they were erect, while she reached behind her having still not removed his trousers and slowly caressed his manhood which was now almost fully erect. She then pulled down his trousers and as they dropped to his feet he kicked them off. Then he removed his socks, and lay down on the bed pulling Cathy onto the bed with him. 

He couldn’t remember a time when his curiosity had been so heightened. He softly caressed Cathy’s body, making sure to explore every curve with his hands as they travelled from her shoulders down to her ankles. He moved atop her and kissed her, deeply, firmly, passionately and with more confidence and contentment than he had ever been able to imagine feeling in such a situation with a woman. Moving from her mouth to her neck he kissed, licked and nibbled his way around her voluptuous body, raising his eyes only to glance at her lovely, face which shone with contentment and like porcelain in the dim lamplight. From her neck to her shoulder, down to he breasts, her nipples down her waist, her hips to the outside of her left thigh and across to outside of her right thigh, then to the inside of her right thigh and across to her left thigh, working his way up and she moaned with pleasure and writhed with the ever increasing arousal. He put his hand between her legs and with one finger he gently and eagerly massaged her most private and intimate area, causing her to become moist, he then slipped his finger inside of her entrance, exploring, investigating the inner sanctum, he moaned louder and writhed more vigorously, he fingered her a little long, slipping another finger inside of her as she raised her legs and rested them on his shoulders. He licked the outer nipple between her legs and then removing his fingers from inside her he slipped his tongue in, swirling it around and savouring the taste of her. 

Cathy was breathing heavily now and faster, she couldn’t control herself or the sounds that were escaping from her mouth. She whispered:

“Please, I want you inside me.”

He kissed and licked his way back up her naked body again then he lifted her legs and wrapped them around his hips, with one thrust his generously sized, hard cock was inside of her and she clutched at his shoulders, digging her fingernails into his skin leaving light scratches, she raised and lowered her pelvis to join with him each time her thrust. It was intense and wonderful and she hadn’t felt like this before nor had she felt so utterly wanted by anyone. Javert rolled over pulling Cathy on top of him and she rose up and down on his throbbing, hard cock. He held her hips trying to control her movements as she had almost completely lost control of herself and her actions. Javert sat up and thrust as deep into her as he could get, he was completely enveloped by them warm, wet hole by which he had been enveloped. They climbed the mountain together and fell from the summit together, sweating, moaning, panting as Cathy collapsed on top of him and pressed her forehead into his shoulder. He held her for what seemed like a long time but was only a few mere minutes. She rolled off him and turned onto her side to face him, stroking his face she pressed her lips agains his and kissed him and they snuggled up together and fell asleep.

Javert could still scarcely believe that it had happened, and on the first night they had met, no dinner date, no lunch in a cafe, just a woman at work and him a customer, a man, who had never believed he was worthy of any such attention and, not even looking for such an encounter. Though he had seen her a couple of time since then, both times he had been working and unable to spend time with her. This night he had paid little Gavroche Thenardier a little bit of money to find out whether or not Cathy was working at the Tavern. If she was not there he would go to her home and hope to be able to see her there. He met up with Gravroche who told him that Cathy was working in the tavern that night. So off he trudged to Le Chien Noir. 

The tavern was busy again and he wasn’t comfortable in such crowded places. He looked through the window and spotted Cathy putting on her coat and saying goodbye to the other staff. He waited in the alley beside the tavern and as she left he stepped out in front of her almost scaring her into an early grave. 

“Jesus Christ Javert! Why are you lurking around in the shadows like an old phantom?" 

 "I apologise Madame, I did not mean to frighten you, my intention was to surprise you though.” He responded.

“Surpise me eh?.” she said shaking her head. “That you most certainly did.”

“Are you alright?” He asked.

“Yes, I’m alright, just give me a moment while my heart works it’s way back into my chest. Have you come to walk me home again?" 

"Yes. I’ve also brought some supper and wine if you’d like toshare it with me.”

“I’d love to.” She smiled and nodded. 

Cathy took Javert’s arm and they set off walking back to her house. 

“I also had an overwhelming desire to see you again, and spend more time with you. I like to get to know you better.” Javert said a little embarassed at how open he’d been in the moment but he felt so comfortable with her, he just couldn’t help blurting it out.

“I’d like to get to know you too Javert. Will you be spening the night with me again?" 

"Would you like to me to?” He asked.

“Yes I would.”

“Then I shall stay with you again.” He replied with a knowing smile.

She smiled back at him, linked her arm through his and for a moment or two, leaned her head against his arm. she didn’t understand why the locals feared him. in many ways no different to any other man despite having chosen to live his life in mostly solitude with only his work to keep things interesting. But little did she know how complicated, interesting and multilayered he could be. They had discussed little of his past, his childhood or his life before he became a police officer. While to him it was very simple because that’s they way he had constructed his life to be. He had built it around a very basic, but flawed view of the world and humanity and also that he was not accustomed to letting people into his very private little world, or displaying his emotions and thoughts. But she would find out soon enough. The streets in Cathy’s neighbourhood were quiet as they reached her modest yet cosy home. Eponine had fallen asleep on the chair again. Unable to wake her, Cathy left her their as she and Javert went into the kitchen to partake of their supper and wine. They chatted quietly for an hour or so before discreetly making their way upstairs, leaving the ground floor rooms of the house in darkness. While Eponine and Chloe slept peacefully throughout the night, Javert and Cathy intensified their relationship even further. 

By For The Love of Javert

Tomorrow I get drawing again and see what I can come up with.

The Qustvert pics are to mark the beginning and end of the chapter. Hopefully soon I'll have a thinner page divider to separate the chapters or possibly an illustration of my own.

Good night I'll check in tomorrow to see what the commentary is like. I'm dreading it btw. Especially as I stayed up until 5.15am to get it finished.

[grvntld]

just some blahs in ☁️s while im taking a break—

☁️ i know i said i will finish all the photos today since i dont really feel like working on them tomorrow again but i dont wanna like ~force~ myself to do it just so i could say i finished it too so idk hihi maybe i will finish them tonight or maybe not whatevs

☁️ im thinking of coloring my hair brown hehe not sure if like chocolate brown as is or i'll do it with highlights or maybe even like chestnut brown or maybe even like kendall's medium copper blonde hair lol honestly i just feel doing something with my hair and i dont wanna cut it yet because it'd be shorter than what i want and so dazz why im thinking of coloring it hmm

☁️ oOoOOoOOooohhh i bought some makeup recently because a friend will get married soon and i wanna doll up for that lol im so looking forward to practicing my makeup lewk for that day—i mean izz prolly gonna be something straightforward like always since my makeup skillz are really not like makeup-master level ykwim hehe

☁️ i also got myself new heels and a bag—nope dazz a lie because i actually got myself two bags whoOps one is already here but the other is still in transit

☁️ tbfh, i got myself a bunch of new stuff because i stress shopped and so i was like i want this i want that i also want and that and oh i like that okie wow would you look at now i hvmore than 20 parcels coming in what happened lol

☁️ but fine okie a lot of those are for my personal use ngl but some of those parcels are also stuff for home and for mah furbebis so dont even come at me

☁️ eniweyyyyyyyyyy abt my new work responsibility—im honestly excited for that but also scared and pressured to be good at it right away even though i know there is always a learning curve for everything lol but yas i hope you guys could support me once i start doing it because im as heck will be putting myself out there hihi

☁️ okie moving on... ive been watching a few feel good chick flicks from time to time because i realized i havent watched anything new lately and that i always always ways go for my comfort shows still even though i told myself im gonna try other films and shows hehe so yeah i also started watching the new partner earlier today and so far im enjoying it but then again from time to time i still play a few episodes of b99 lol

☁️ i am also back to reading books again hihi i stopped because the last two psychological thriller novels i read were so fucked up that i just had to take a break from reading so now im dabbling the mountain is you; when you get the chance; and good girl, bad blood

okiedokieyokie so dazz wassup with mah lyf lately (๑˘︶˘๑) im gonna go back to working now since i just feel like doing some still hehe sending y'all lotsa love and light alwaaaays~

[nicotinzwei]

June <3333333

Book

I havent finished it but i'm reading "Joyland" by Stephen King. I was so surprised to find out its from 2013 because it feels so similar to his old work. He still got it i guess. And so far he's only been weird once. The book is about a guy in the 80s who goes to work at an amusement park over the summer. I was looking or something that felt very suthern gothic, blazing heat, horror and I ordered two books. Couldnt get into the first one yet but this one was PERFECT for that. It's a pretty light read but still keeps you interested. I also accidentally ordered it twince (one new, one used) because they said one couldnt be delivered. So now i take the used one everywhere and dont think about hurting it. Trying to maybe give the other one away or at least lend it to someone.

Life

When i went to my parents i brought home a disposeable camera nad my old camcorder. It's from 2013 and i got it for my confirmation. I feel like taking phone pictures is kind of awkward. Because people expect you to post them and get shy about it. But they react better with other cameras. Maybe it's just the novelty. I'll try to bring it around this summer and maybe make a longer video. Music

I knowww everybody is talking about her but i also love Chappell Roan. I think her music is always gonna remind me of this summer shes really taking over. I haven't been big into pop at all the last years. Liking current music makes me feel like i'm in 2009 watching the charts on viva. It's just really nice everyone agrees about her.

Movie

I think I watched it on the last days of May but I didn't mention Challengers. I feel like it is THE summer movie, like Barbie was last year. Even though I liked it A LOT I didn't love it as much as Luca Guadagninos other movies. Call my by your name and Bones and all are just very different mood wise and I think i prefer his melancholy. But the cinematography was more creative and i appreciate that a lot. I loved being the ball.

Internet

I really like when people reclaim the online space. Most of the stuff we use is owned by the same people and allows little creativity or personality. I love when people make personal artistic website projects or digital shrines. If you want to check out some there is a collection on Neocities. I kind of also want to make one now.

P.S. new neopets plot for the first time in like 15ish years started

[truthundressing]

Hiii sorry for replying a bit late! I have lots of horror movies I love to watch so I’ll give a couple we should watch together! The Ritual, Marrowbone, Hereditary, The Thing and The Lodge!! (also not a horror movie but it comes up when I search for horror movies I’ve watched on Letterboxd, Death Becomes Her!!!) Think there’s a theme of horror/thriller movies I like starting with The… never noticed that until here and there’s more in horror movie list…

Anyways, Harry’s costume!!! So unexpected to me, I loved it! And his cover?! Everything I wanted and more. Sounds like a fun time, what did you dress as? And I didn’t have any Halloween plans this year unfortunately! Just carved pumpkins with my family the day before which was nice!

I’m good as well! I’ve been reading Frankenstein (for the first time) and it’s great! The cover art for it is so cool and it’s from 1970!!! I’m being extremely careful with it and once I’m done reading it (only like 70ish more pages I think) I’m gonna get another copy for rereads/annotations so I don’t mess up the frail book and somewhat fragile cover that’s falling away from age. I’ve just reset my calendar which is always fun since it’s a whiteboard and has some cork next to it so I stick some postcards or photos or whatever there! Alright, that’s enough about me!

I hope you get your paper finished! I can’t imagine how stressful it is having it be the same day as the album launch and everyone doing countdown posts! I believe in you, you’ve got this and you’re gonna do great! You can do it! Sending you positive thoughts and anything else you need! -🤍🤍🤍

hiii no worries !! oooh those all look good, i think the only one ive seen is hereditary a couple of years ago when i lived in halls and i liked it!! creepy as hell and kinda jumpscare-y if i remember right but me and my flatmates watched it together and had a sleepover in the living room so i think that probably helped. akdskkd it is really common in horror movies maybe it adds to the suspense or smthn idk.

YESSS he was soooo good, i still havent got round to listening to his cover yet 😔 but maybe this evening i will!! I went as Lupe from the 2022 'A League of Their Own' series but i had to keep explaining it bc ppl just thought i was like A Lesbian™️ lmao but idk i prefer cosplay type costumes like of actual characters i think its always way more fun. Awh!! that sounds fun though!! i missed out on pumpkin carving this year bc usually my mum will get one for trick or treaters :(

oh woaaah that sounds so cool! and from the 70s!!! i had to read frankenstein for my english GCSE so its become one of those books i always associate with school rip but i remember it being v good so i hope ur enjoying it!!

thaaannks gonna go to my uni's library friday and saturday and just bang it out i think bc unfortunately i am the type of student that works better the more presssure is put on them/the closer they get to a deadline sooo yeah ive got a plan and thats enough for now i think sksjdksk

[elvesofnoldor]

i cant believe i would ever get here but i did NOT expect to care about mdzs/untamed so much that the story is literally living in my head rent-free as of now. 

[soft-boi-eli]

Mcyts helping a trans masc after top surgery. (Part 1)

Tw:swearing, pain pills, some hints to vomiting, fluff as well.

Wilbur

This simp...

Makes sure you regularly drain your drains, take your medication.

You dont even have to get the fuck up, I mean he's your personal butler until the doctor gave you the okay.

Three times a day you get a smoothie. He can tell that you dont want to eat because of the pain.

The least you can do is drink something to nurioush you while you were in pain.

If you're embarrassed about having to sleep on some dog pee pads for the drain. Dont be.

Wilbur may not understand but he will constantly comfort you. He'll even make a video to tell his viewers he won't be posting for a moment. A personal issues came up and that is all they know for now.

Also when cold he'll try to keep you warm by very, very gentle cuddles. But any sign of pain and he's off of you and getting you warm blankets and heating packs.

His sweaters? Now all yours. You have no say. He will give you one every day knowing you find alot of comfort in wearing his clothes.

The last thing he wants is you in pain. Especially if it was caused by him.

Your testosterone shot? Dont worry he's got it for you.

He doesn't want you to get up unless you needed to go to the restroom or you were itching to get up.

If you dont take it slow he will threaten you.

This is a threat. He will make you sit back down if you tried to get up and clean.

All in all he is a simp and your butler.

Technoblade

Technoblade may not know what to do but he will try.

He's quite nervous but when he realized you havent eaten and needed something in your system for your pain meds hell make you something soft and light on the stomach.

Are you cold? He'll cover you in a blanket and just sit next to you. Floof senses you in pain and cuddles you more then technoblade.

Techno was a bit butt hurt but knew that you needed alot of support right now.

With his height his clothes are either tight or loose. But his hoodies are always huge. And very fucking comfortable.

His scent relaxed you and helped you sleep at night.

He is a hidden simp.

He will make sure you're comfortable. If you want him to he'll sleep with you in the living room.

When you start walking him and Floof are constantly following you. Just to make sure you are safe and comfortable.

You cant help but love your two boys.

His streams and videos are already inconsistent but he did say his next video or stream might take a longer time.

But if you dont mind then you'll sit near him while he streams. If you needed anything he'll get it.

You saying hi to chat. They know you're in pain by your tone.

And anyone he's in a call with will ask what's up. And when you tell them they'll understand and they'll hype you up.

It warms techno's heart when his friends hype you up.

God this closeted simp is melting internally.

Schlatt

He will tease you.

Pictures are taken and spread around the internet like a wild fire.

Caption to those pictures?

This dumbass just got out of surgery and didnt expect to feel like trash lol.

But off camera he's quite the nice guy. Reminding you to drink your water, getting you soft foods or soups, heck he give you some of his pushies from his youtooz.

And this behemoth of a man will give you his shirt or hoodies.

You are with him when he streams or records.

There is no say.

He wants to keep his eyes on you and make sure you are comfortable and safe.

Lowkey dragged you bed into his recording room, you were just vibing in the corner.

You meds are on a set schedule. If the time lands when he's on stream he doesn't think. Just gets up grabs your meds and a premade smoothie.

With that he gave them to you.

Watching you swallow that pill because you can be stubborn with pain meds.

Returns to the stream.

Yells at chat for calling him a simp. He told them you were in pain and it's the least he can do for you.

Will low key rub your back off stream. As sleeping while sitting up us hell on your shoulders.

Jambo is all over you, soaking up the attention he can get while you were immobile.

Schlatt would glare st him for taking away his S/O.

When it came to you wanting to walk he will let you.

If you hurt then this man would laugh and tell you to sit your ass down. You are going anywhere just yet.

He's gonna carry you when you are in as much pain.

He's tall and there is no stopping him.

It makes him feel a bit happier due to the fact you aren't hurting as much, and still getting to the place you needed.

Also he will hug you if he sees you are uncomfortable. The hug is very soft and unlike him.

But at least he is trying.

He also keeps his yelling down, doesn't want you to make too many stiff movements. It would hurt the hell out of you.

Tommy

Ok. Hear me out, butler.

He see the pain you are in and as one of his best friends he wont let you do anything.

Your parents were out of town after your surgery and it wasn't their fault their work called in suddenly.

So you were sent over to Tommy's for the three weeks they were out.

Tommy would let you relax on his bed, heck even sleep on it as well.

Doesn't care if your drains stain the bed. That's an easy clean up and he wants you to be comfortable.

He does still stream. Because it's something he does for a living.

But he'll try to keep it a bit quieter.

You once walked out of the room when he was streaming. You looked like a gremlin, hunched over while you had to take a piss.

When you entered you were greeted by wilbur, techno, and phil telling you they hope you heal fast.

"It only gets better from now on (y/n). Take it easy alright?"-wilbur

"Congrats mate, just relax and dont forget to focus on healing."-Phil

"Yo you got the surgery. Pog. Stay healthy (y/n)."-techno

You melted lightly. A small smile graced your face.

It brought you joy and there was nothing that could compare to it. Honestly.

It seemed almost every day someone tommy knew was hopi g a speedy recovery.

He once yelled at chat for saying you should suck it up.

"CHAT THEY JUST WENT THROUGH SURGRY. LEAVE THEM ALONE!"

You forgot that your parents were even out for those weeks.

Tommy would definitely understand slightly that it would hurt to constrict your chest.

"You cold?"

When you nod tommy is up and handing you one of his hoodies. They are big and comfy. Easy to put on too. So they are perfect.

His two dogs, Walter and Betty?

Expect them in his room curled around you. Dogs know when humans feel pain and when they need something to comfort them.

The stream kind of enjoyed that.

They got wholesome content from you and dog content.

Win win.

Tommy will make sure you have your meds.

If it lands during a stream he blacks out the camera and carefully gets you the things needed for it.

Get you a best friend like tommy.

They wont let you do much when in pain.

Tubbo

He doesn't fully know what to do. He went and spent a few nights over at your house.

Your parents asked his parents for help so they sent over tubbo.

They made a list but the poor boy couldnt read it.

"A sm-oosthie with their pain pill... what the hell is a sm-oosthie?!"

It took him calling tommy to ask him to tell him.

"Tubbo. It says smoothie and who is this fo-."

He hung up before tommy could finish and made the smoothie.

Your cat was quite cuddly.

When he walked in your cat was on your lap.

"Tubbo? When did you get here?" Oh yeah it was a surprise.

"Not too long ago. Your parents left and asked me to help."

He was doing it in all good.

But he scared you so badly.

He bought you a stuffed animal...

It was a huge minecraft bee. And by huge I mean huge.

Like here's the stuffed animal.

Ignore the child. I wished there was a better picture.

But yeah you get the point.

Tubbo may not know how to help you fully but he's trying.

Tommy came to visit with wilbur and phil.

Tommy was meeting up with them and you lived close to wilbur.

When they saw you laid up in bed, tubbo trying to find out how to help with your medication phil kinda went father mode.

You got homemade soup to take your meds.

Tubbo was quite happy to see you smiling and lightly laughing.

When they left you felt better.

Tubbo may not know how to do alot but he tried his best. And you loved every moment.

You got you best friend to help you. And nothing was better then that.

Ranboo

Ranboo spent the night and all you guys could do was joke about the pain.

The jokes were quite self deprecating too.

All night you guys were up.

You couldn't sleep because of the pain and he didnt want to sleep due to the fact he didnt want you to be alone.

So you two were sleep deprived and your parents were concerned. But understood you two didnt want the other to feel bad.

After you healed a bit your parents got called into work. Leading to you spending a few days over there.

Ranboo streamed a recorded with you in the back ground.

He forgot you were there once and he turned on face cam. There you were in the background nose deep into a book while wearing one of his hoodies.

You were freezing and your shirts were a bit too tight.

He just gave you one of his and that was that.

"Whis in the background?"-dono

"In the background?" He turned around to see you just reading your book.

"Oh. That's one of my friends. They had a surgery a week ago."-ranboo

He turned to you, "(y/n) say hi to stream."

Looking up you waved.

"My gay mind went brrr at the idea of no sacks of fat. Now body do the big pain."-(y/n) 2021

It brought a laugh to ranboo and his chat.

You joked through the pain. It was funny.

Dream

What is this I see? He's a simp indeed.

Low key he's answering your beck and call.

He's smothering you in love.

It may not be physical affection but it is still affection.

Your hoodies are replaced with his.

They are huge and comfy.

He saw something online that reminded him of you.

He said it was cute and decided you needed it.

You loved it. It helped you sleep.

Since sapnap lives with him he sends in sapnap sometimes because he's recording or has to get something that wasn't in the house.

Also when you found the zipper you unzipped it and found dream stashed some gift cards and little trinkets in it. Along with a note.

'Knew you would of found this.'-Clay

It shocked you kind of.

But you loved it. It was quite comforting that he gave his affection in these ways still.

Even if it wasn't physically.

Patches is on you 24/7.

She's cuddling you and being very gentle on you.

Low key she won't leave you though, she's following you everywhere, on your lap, sitting there when your on the toilet.

She's clingy. More clingy then before.

But it warmed your heart.

If george visits then he'll see a little gremlin making a b line to the bathroom.

All because the pain made your stomach feel upset.

And you hadn't eaten anything because of pain.

Dream is quick to rush in and see what's wrong.

You were sitting on the ground in the bathroom. Needless to say it didnt end well and you hated it.

"Baby. Do you want me to get you a smoothie and your pain meds?" You were grateful.

After leaving the bathroom you lightly hunched over you noticed the British man in your living room.

You watched his videos.

You waved lightly with a smile.

"Oh sorry (y/n) I didnt tell you george was coming did i?"

Your look told it all.

"Sorry you have to see me like this." You had the urge to apologize.

"No dont be sorry. Surgery is painful."-george

With a small nod you went back to your room and relaxed.

George

He didnt know what to do at all.

He answered your requests.

But he didnt know why you needed that thick ass blanket in the middle of the summer.

But now you have it.

Your stuffed animal that was left in the living room?

It's in your arms by your side.

He's sad it wasn't him in your arms but understood it would cause you pain.

He just lightly lays in your lap.

It brought you comfort and him comfort.

Your germilin ass tended you get up and walk at the weirdest time too.

3am?

Your are going to get a snack.

5am?

You are on your way to the toilet.

7am?

Your once more in the kitchen getting something to eat with your pain pill.

George slept through it and was confused when you weren't in bed like the doctors told you to.

He's quite meticulous with your meds and eating habits.

He doesn't push but makes sure you have something with that pill.

Hell try to help you with your bandages. But sometimes got queasy at the blood and stuff.

It was okay with you though.

You didnt mind that due to the fact that you too got queasy as well.

I think you guys sleep through this alot.

Wilbur and tommy visited.

You was shocked and confused when they had a few get well soon gifts.

Tommy got you a small fidget toy, just something to do with your hands sometimes.

Wilbur got you a few books and a small stuffed toy.

It was a orca.

You loved it but still loved the one that george got you.

He got you a little wooloo one.

It was something that was soft and easy to cuddle.

But the books wilbur gave you were amazing.

It gave you something to do for a long while. And it gave george some more cuddle time.

Other than not knowing what to do george was a great source of comfort.

Sapnap

Sapnap is a bit more experienced with it.

Kind of knowing what to do and all together he just know more then most people.

There is a regular schedule for you meds and so called meals, he changes out the dog pads if he notices them dirty. He knows how to maneuver himself next to you so there was no pain.

He also sucked up that he would be overwhelmingly hot and sat next to you under the blanket.You weren't nearly as cold because of that.

Also since sapnap lives with dream I imagine that dream pops in some times and so does patches.

You all were probably best friends as children. And people always thought that you and dream would get together.

Only because you two were more touchy.

But you saw him as an older brother, and took a liking to sapnap.

Dream was really suportive and saw you as a little sibling.

Dream probably saw you not doing to well and made you something to eat and brought your pain medication.

That was because sapnap was sleeping next to you.

Patches curled up between to two of you and dream brought in something you hadnt seen before.

A roll away bed.

This mother fucker got a whole new bed just so he could sleep in the same room as you and sapnap.

"Sapnap is a heavy sleeper. What if you need something?" He was correct.

You woke up to pain and discomfort.

Dream woke up but sapnap didnt.

You were mainly cold though...

How the hell were you cold with this man radiating radiation the heat of a thousand suns?

No clue. But probably the anesthesia since you were in sapnap room dream just opened the closet and tossed his hoodie to your lap.

You woke up sapnap when you put on the hoodie on accident.

He pushed up against your shoulder a bit more and draped his arm over your lap.

"What's wrong?" Sapnap mumble made you stiffen up. Dream seemed to fall back to sleep too.

"Just a bit cold." He lightly nodded into your neck.

"Mmmmmm. How though."-sapnap

"I dont fuckin know."-(y/n)

He let out a sleep chuckle and seemed to fall asleep again.

You just sat there. Patches and sapnap on you lap technically.

Sapnap woke up and made you breakfast at some point. You were in and out of it due to barely any sleep.

Dream woke up as well. You didnt even know when they left. But patches stayed with you.

Those weeks you were treated the best with these two with extra cuddles from patches.

I didnt know there was a max amount of paragraphs. But hey I guess it's something you find out sooner or later. So there is going to be a part 2. Including some character I missed.

[clambuoyance]

Deltarune Ch 3 Theory (Spoilers!)

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This will be sort of a ramble, and I’ll do my best to include screenshots, but this is my personal theory and thoughts on what’s happening and where Ch 3 is headed. Most of this stuff has probably been said by others, so this is mostly for me to come back to!

1. Kris

So there are a lot of moments that seems to hint to Kris’ homelife and I’ll just sort of go through them here. 

When you look through the room Queen trapped you in, there’s a calendar with a vacation date circled from a search query about when college has summer break. Given how close Asriel and Kris seem to be, I’m pretty sure Kris is really anxious to see Asriel and have his support back. 

Because Toriel and Asgore seem to have divorced fairly recently? Or at the very least, I think it’s still definitely taking a toll on Kris, and Asriel leaving does NOT help at all. It makes me wonder if there’s more to him leaving for college. 

There’s another curious thing where if you  decide to look through Asriel’s room, Kris shuts their eyes and seems to not want to see what’s inside, despite what the Player might want. Why? Afraid of what they’ll see? What could Asriel possibly be searching for that Kris would be afraid of the truth?

I think some incident happened in the past, one that’s related to the Dreemurr and the Holiday family growing apart, Noelle’s sister “Dess”, and Asgore apparently being removed from the police force. (If maybe he was powerless or cowardly to do something, this could have led to a divorce and Asriel leaving? I’m not sure, but I think Dess has died or its related tot he incident, and Asriel seemed close with them too so I’m sure it was also hard on him.)

(i didnt take a screenshot of the newsclipping with this info but ill put it here later lol)

Circling back to Kris, there’s several details that hint to Kris’ mindset, and basically, I think Kris doesn’t want to grow up because when you grow up you grow apart and don’t live out fun fantasies anymore. Maybe.

If you go to the flyer in the librarby,  and read the one about the ICE-E event that says “Where teens can still be Kids!” Kris is relieved, for some reason. Probably because they’re glad to hear they still technically count as a kid. 

Not directly related but if you go up to the upperright room and read the book about humans, Kris quickly shuts it. Given the similarities and hints to Chara from Undertale, it seems like Kris wanted to get away from other humans or humanity in general. Which also aligns maybe with Kris being fearful of the bunker. I really don’t know what to make it past this though. Crack theory was that the world of Undertale was just a Dark World Kris made as a kid or something. Or that when “Chara” fell, it was a fall similar to how Kris and Susie fall when entering a Dark World. Lmao probably unrelated though.

2. Dark Worlds and Escapism

The Dark Worlds seem to function as some sort of escapism, and it’s interesting that they’re all based on real life things. In Chapter 1, the Dark World was based on the classrooms various toys like checkers, chess, cards, dolls,etc. In Chapter 2, it seems even more so with Noelle. Queen actually wants the best for Noelle and is very nosy and always chasing after her, in contrast to Noelle’s real mom who is always busy being a mayor. After all, Queen does know how sad Noelle’s search history probably is. (Mainly from this post!)

(screenshots to be added lol)

Kris probably feels the same way, as both Noelle and Kris grew up together and seem to be suffering from dysfunctional families or some sort of drama.

And Queen directly says in the boss fight with Berdly that the internet and the screens provide comfort for many people, and she is well-intentioned in wanting to help make people happy. Maybe for Kris it’s video games or roleplaying or toys or silly things, kind of like how many people in the real world do similar things. I wonder if the next chapters will each focus on a different character and other forms of escapism or storytelling. 

3. The Knight

So at the end of Chapter 2, Kris rips out the Player Soul and slashes the tires to Toriel’s car. Then later Susie talks about how cool it would be if they could bring Ralsei and Lancer and everyone to their world and hang out with them. Then Kris takes the Player out once again and pulls out a knife, fills the “Blade” with their “Will”, aka Determination, and creates a new dark fountain that encompasses their whole home (and maybe even the whole town). 

(screenshot laterrrr)

It seems that the tires were to ensure Toriel stays inside the house though, so maybe it’s just the house. If that’s the case, and Kris really is the knight, I think Kris wants to envision a better home where things are better. Escapism right inside your own home.

If it’s the whole town, then maybe Kris already had Susie’s idea and really is going to take everyone in a new Dark World so everyone can be together. That or Susie inadvertently gave Kris the idea..it makes me wonder if we’ll see Toriel in her outfit from Undertale, or something like that. The other reason I could see it being a town-wide thing is because now Kris has the knowledge of the Roaring (thanks to Ralsei).  I’m not too sure what their stance would be, but maybe they see a benefit to it?

After creating a fountain, a smile flashes on the tv, so I think the next chapter will be television based and feature a tv villain (though it does look like flowey...). Again, i wonder if each chapter will be some form of escape for some people. or maybe it’ll be a different theme.

Also, I just want to add that I really don’t see Kris as malicious or doing thing for a sinister reason. Or maybe it’s still fucked up and selfish, but not the evil people imagine. If you do the snowgrave route, Noelle doesn’t even recognize it as Kris’ voice. The sinister voice in that route seems to be the Player rather, being cruel and making Noelle make these traumatizing choices. Which is why I wonder if Kris is the Knight, or if it’s a red herring. Not sure. 

4. ANYWAYS

There’s a lot to unpack. Too much to unpack, like there’s a whole thing I could say about Big Shot and Jevil and Gaster. The way maybe Kris also knows the world is just a game (maybe thats why they hate humans?? were just like go puppet go lol). But i have no idea so this was just focused on Kris mostly, and Maybe i’ll talk more but I finished the game a few hours ago and I just had to get these thoughts out even if others probably already figured it out or think its obvious. It’s just really cool! Again, most of this comes from this theory, cus i havent looked much at others (YET) since i just finished today. Anyways, FUN GAME! 

If anyone has useful screenshots or whatever please feel free to add lol

[sxlver-sweet]

hi! can i request ran, boten sanzu, nahoya with a mute fem s/o? thanks!!

ROSTER . . . ran haitani, bonten!haruchiyo sanzu, nahoya kawata

SYNOPSIS . . . how they feel about learning sign language + relationship with mute fem!s/o

CONTAINS . . . swearing, nahoya being a stubborn little shit, possible ooc writing

NOTE . . . i also wrote this during my headache, so i apologize for the potential errors you’re going to find. i also finished this at 6am LMAO I HAVENT EDITED IT YET IM SO TIRED. but pls, rude chifuyu anon, if you see this, tell me more about how my writing isn’t up to par🤩 these last five minutes of my life have been entirely too peaceful without someone to bitch about my weak writing skills😩🥺

ADDRESSED TO . . . @kuroiza @dazaisusedbandages @florssils @sanelly

RAN is an observant person. we all know that. that being said, i know for a fact that he analyzed you from the sidelines for a while to determine what exactly the deal was with you and sign language. at first, he had assumed that you were deaf, but when he slowly, methodically, nudged his keys off the table so that they would clatter to the floor, his theory had been proven incorrect when you immediately turned your head in his direction. so, she just can’t talk, ran had hummed to himself, propping his chin on his palm. a challenge.

at first, that’s all he’d considered you to be. he learned just enough to squeak by, still not deeming you worthy of his effort and breezily dismissing your pouts by telling you to just write out what he doesn’t understand. but once you wrangled him into a relationship (he still doesn’t know how the hell you’d managed to make him crash headfirst into only having eyes for you), he started actively delving deeper for knowledge so that he could carry out full conversations with you. when you were ill and confined to bed rest, he even attended a couple classes in his free time and purchased a few books so that he could learn as much as possible and surprise you. rindou thought he was doing too much, but ran just dismissed him with “have you ever considered the possibility that this is why you don’t have a girl yet?” and kept reading.

despite you being unable to speak, ran believes that you shouldn’t relinquish your independence or sit quietly in the corner just because most people are uneducated when it comes to sign language. ran always makes an effort to include you in the conversation and will ask you for your opinion on things, waiting patiently for you to sign your response so that he can translate it for the third party. if someone grows impatient waiting for you to finish and tries to interject, ran will silence them with a curt “it would be wise of you not to interrupt her” and return his eyes to your hands.

you two have a number of signals for you to utilize in situations where he can’t pay attention to you—a tap of your finger to your bottom lip means that you want him to come over to you so that you can inform him of something in private, three fingers tapping anywhere on his body means that you’re not comfortable and want to leave, a light yet prolonged squeeze to his wrist means that you want some kind of attention, etc. you get the gist. if he simply returns the gesture, you know that he’s acknowledged your need and will try to accommodate as soon as possible.

he 100% derives amusement from intentionally flustering you and watching you fall apart, only able to express yourself via curling in on yourself or face-planting into his chest while he just chuckles and smooths his calloused hands over your shoulders. he also enjoys getting on every single one of your nerves just because you can’t verbally command him to stop. he’ll pinch at your cheeks and coo at your irritated expression, keep a box of tissues suspended over your head and ask you to exhibit some manners like a civilized human being, and will intentionally tread on the heels of your shoes until you’re winding up your fist and feigning a lunge at him. he thinks it’s funny. you do not. however, he always pays close attention to your expression. if he sees you getting genuinely pissed, then he’ll either dial his teasing antics back a notch or just cease them altogether.

if anyone ever mocks your inability to speak, ran will base his response to the issue off your reaction. if you remain unbothered and simply proceed with your day, then he will as well. but, god forbid your eyes gloss over with tears of either shame or frustration and your hands curl into fists. he isn’t above cracking people over the skull with his baton, nor is he above incapacitating your harassers before shoving it down their throat until all they can do is gurgle and choke on the cold metal, their own ability to speak curbed while ran grins condescendingly and coldly asks them to repeat themselves. after handling the situation, he’ll return to you and slide off his bloodstained gloves to run a hand affectionately over your head as if he didn’t just leave someone debilitated in an alley.

a natural menace, 9/10

at first, SANZU thought you were fucking with him when you pointed to your lips and desperately shook your head, cowering in terror as he pressed the barrel of his gun to your temple and cooed patronizingly at you to use your words when addressing him. he didn’t know what the fuck you were doing with your hands when you tried to sign that you were mute. all he knew was that you weren’t obeying him. it had taken you snatching a pen out of your pocket to scribble on your palm that you’re physically incapable of speech for him to understand that you weren’t merely pushing his buttons for your own amusement. the tears in your eyes should’ve been enough, but he’s… sanzu. yeah. that’s an acceptable explanation.

before your relationship, he made zero effort to learn sign language. it wasn’t because he wanted to make you feel isolated or manipulate you into thinking that you didn’t matter to him, though. it was simply because he figured that he didn’t have enough spare time to educate himself on the ins and outs of sign language. after all, when he wasn’t pumping people full of lead or plucking off his victim’s fingernails while cackling and wailing off-key songs, he was popping pills and losing himself in the sweet, drug-induced haze of oblivion. so, he entrusted you with the responsibility of carrying around some kind of notepad or phone where you could spell out what you wanted to say, considering that you were the only one that required it to communicate. as long as you had some way of expressing yourself, he didn’t see the slightest need to go out of his way to grasp the concept of sign language.

but, once he started taking an interest in you and entertaining the prospect of a relationship, he realized that unless he learned to communicate with you via sign language, the odds of this relationship actually taking off were slim to none. initially, he’d considered kidnapping someone well-versed in the art of sign language to teach him, but when he remembered that you wouldn’t be pleased with his actions, he decided to request that you teach him yourself.

you were more than happy to indulge him, sitting him down at the kitchen table and teaching him everything you know about the language. there were times where he would get frustrated when something just wouldn’t click or when he wracked his brain for the proper reply and came up empty-handed, but he did his best to apply himself. by the time you two entered a relationship, he was nearly fluent in the language, save for the few times where he would draw a blank and need you to remind him.

pls, he’s so proud of himself. you can fully expect for him to come home in a haste, kicking off his shoes and depositing his briefcase on the couch with a wide grin curving his lips as tells you about how he taught the haitani brothers a new word in sign language. truth be told, rindou was barely paying attention and ran had a headache, but they just reciprocated the sign so that he would be satisfied and have something to boast about to you when he returned home. he also probably asks his victims if they know sign language when they’re lined up on their knees, bound with frayed rope and gagged with their own ties. if they don’t know, then he’ll kill them immediately. however, if they nod desperately, he’ll ask them to demonstrate a couple words in exchange for their life. but what kills me about this is the fact that they’re restrained, which means they’re physically incapable of following through, so sanzu just brands them as liars anyway and fires off a round into the back of their skull.

he does most of the talking for you, regardless of whether or not you’ve asked him to. he doesn’t mean to upset you by stealing the spotlight. he just… starts talking. he’s already erratic and fueled by madness as it is, so you hardly ever have the chance to lift your hands before he’s already speaking on your behalf. the only way for you to deter him from assuming your opinions is by either elbowing him in the side or squeezing whatever body part you’re able to reach first, be it his ankle, wrist, shoulder, neck, whatever. he’ll just stop and turn his attention to you, eyes rounding slightly with realization and lips puckering in to a tiny “o” when he notices that he’s been rambling on about what he thinks you’d say. once you’ve brought his incessant chattering to his attention, he’ll just stand there like a dumbass, blinking blankly at you while you start to sign with an expectant glance in his direction. after a couple more moments of awkward silence with him quizzically scratching his head with the butt of the gun, his dim eyes will shine with clarity and he’ll hastily start translating so that the third party can understand you.

still, he does appreciate the silence sometimes. the splitting headaches and nausea he experiences on occasion as he descends from his high are no joke. they often stir up feelings of agitation and make him sensitive to loud noises and bright lights. so, having you quietly greet him with open arms and allow him to rest against you with a damp washcloth arranged over his eyes is fucking heavenly, especially when you massage his scalp.

we all know that sanzu isn’t the most observant person when he’s inebriated, so although you two have settled on signs to employ whenever you two are unable to speak freely, there are times where he completely glosses over the signs and doesn’t even notice. so, after he missed your signal for the third time and you expressed your irritation with him afterward, sanzu decided then to keep you as close as possible in the future. when he’s sitting down, you’re either perched on his lap or occupying the seat next to him. when he’s busy pacing or circling the room like a fucking vulture to ensure that everyone is kept in check, you’re always one of the checkpoints on his route. when he’s standing in one place, you’re always within arm’s reach, either hovering in front of him or at his side so that you can alert him of any desires or thoughts you may have.

he isn’t the best with it, but he’s definitely making an effort

akin to sanzu, NAHOYA had zero incentive to step out of his comfort zone and make an effort to learn sign language prior to him taking an interest in you. in his mind, you were able to utilize writing and texting as your methods of communication—both, he’d assumed, were easy for both you and other people. even after he started viewing you as a love interest, he still didn’t actively study sign language. he learned the basics and started engaging with you with the bare minimum he’d learned from watching videos; but when you began to sign more complex words and statements, he was embarrassed by how ridiculous he must’ve appeared floundering for a familiar word to keep himself afloat with.

nope. too hard. he’s not that smart.

it wasn’t until he witnessed souya conversing almost flawlessly with you in sign language and you smiling brightly that he realized that unless he was ready to just hand the target of his affections over to his brother, he needed to step up. he nearly scared the damn curl out of his brother’s hair when he cornered him in the bathroom with a mouthful of toothpaste and slammed the door behind him like “teach me that shit”

so, souya did—tried. he tried. his plan was to instruct nahoya with the same method he’d used, but by the second hour of scanning a shit ton of tiny print and scrutinizing examples that he couldn’t comprehend, nahoya was ready to rip his hair out by the handful and strip the textbook of its pages. recognizing nahoya’s meltdown as one of frustration and failure, souya glanced up at him and impishly asked if he was being a pussy and giving up. behaving like the hothead he is, nahoya’s only response was a sharp “fuck off” before he snatched the book back off the table and whipped it back open to the bookmarked page. but, after nahoya’s third tantrum and him shoving the book across the table with an irritated snap of “this is bullshit,” souya finally suggested that he attempt a different approach and attend an actual class.

nahoya had shot down the idea almost immediately, bitching about how his wrist was cramping and griping about how he’d rather write shit out alongside you than ask a stranger for help. however, after he scored you as his girlfriend, he realized that writing and texting weren’t as efficient as he’d initially assumed. there were times where one of you would misplace your phone, or when you would forget your pen, or when your pen would run out of ink, or—you get the picture. it wasn’t until frustration became the default emotion in one another’s presence that he resigned himself to admitting that maybe learning sign language really was essential to making your relationship work.

so, he heeded souya’s advice. he squeezed his combative, rude ass into a ragtag circle of students and forced himself not to sneer reflexively or allow a curse word to slip whenever they couldn’t retain the simplest words or inquired about pointless things. he was fully cognizant of the fact that this assembly was the only open sign language class in tokyo, which meant that if he fucked up and popped off on anyone, he knew it would be game over for him. so, he just plastered on that fake-ass smile and played nice for the sake of learning how to fucking say “i love you” with one’s hands.

sis, your ass better be glad he loves you, because WHOOO chile

mans was FED. UP. and honestly, it was almost his thirteenth reason😭

even so, after he became well-versed in sign language, your relationship improved significantly. the miscommunication and blame-casting that frequently plagued your conversations were greatly diminished, and you two no longer had to engage in a game of charades in public when you didn’t have a writing utensil handy.

if he learns another word from either souya or the class he totally isn’t consistently attending every wednesday, he’ll always rush to show you, his grin proud and the apples of his cheeks adorned with a baby pink flush as he basks in your praise.

similar to ran and sanzu, you and nahoya also exercise your own signals to discreetly communicate with one another. however, you would use them the most with nahoya, seeing as how he’s less observant than ran yet possesses better control of his senses than sanzu. he won’t flinch when you press close to him and tap his elbow or squeeze his wrist, seemingly ignorant of your needs. but, if what you’re asking for is able to be supplied without him needing to step away from his comrades, he’ll do what he can, whether it be sheltering you protectively beneath his arm to reassure your frazzled nerves or snaking an arm around your waist to satiate your desire for affection. if he’s unable to comply at that moment, then he’ll search for the first opportunity to do so. but, unless it’s an emergency or you seriously feel uncomfortable, he isn’t going to immediately drop everything for the sake of satisfying you.

he’s absolutely chucked pairs of wadded-up socks at you to get your attention despite being fully conscious of the fact that he could just call your name. since you’ve often flicked scraps of paper at him or tossed pillows at him, he sees no reason for him to not have some fun as well. the amount of pillow fights and light-hearted wrestling matches that his childish antics have resulted in is ungodly.

if anyone ever picks on you for not being able to speak, have no fear. nahoya “swing first, ask questions later” kawata is here. fr, babe, just point them out. he’ll set their asses straight. sometimes, he’ll let himself endure a couple more blows than usual just so that he can have you poised straddling his lap while you tend to his injuries. he’s also the type of mf to slowly stroke his hands up and down your thighs while you work, only to catch you off guard by pinching at or squeezing them so that you’ll twitch in his grasp and glare knowingly at his cheeky, innocent smile. i feel like he also pretends to lick the ointment off his wounds just to give you a heart attack.

he’s literally a horrible person😭 in his mind, what are you going to do? yell at him? yeah, he didn’t think so.

feel free to poison his food, sis. #girlboss

LMAOOOO lemme not

chaotic evil, 8/10

[oriocookie]

games ive been playing bc im a Gaymer™ (and some thoughts on them)

most recent update: october 20, 2022 added unpacking!!

games i’ve finished are above the cut, games i’m still in progress on are below so any trigger warnings on those are incomplete. please let me know if i missed any TWs on the completed games, and recommend some to me in the notes! if you need to know about a specific trigger for a specific game, send an ask/a dm/comment on this post! i gotchu!

TWs and commentary may contain spoilers. read at your own risk!

- What Remains Of Edith Finch  (completed)

played on xbox

beautiful game 

it’s well done and most textures are fucking flawlessly lit

 my only issue is there are things that don’t come back that feel like they maybe should??? 

like, i was dicking around in front of the garage door before i went in on like my 3rd replay, trying to find things to look at that i missed the first few times, and then something clattered inside the garage and edith said “i heard something moving around inside the garage” 

and like. holy shit?? holy shit. when i went in to look around there was nothing that had fallen over and nobody inside so uhhhh?? 

i Get that it’s a clever thing to make you go inside the garage. 

i know. 

but Still.

anyway wonderful game and its p short so aspiring streamers, this one is for you! its abt an hour nd a half/two hours worth of gameplay

TWs: death, grief, blood visuals, gun visuals, birth visuals(?? this one is more of a just in case), meds, alchohol, possible suicide (there’s no way to Know)

-  Night In The Woods (completed)

played on xbox

this game is one of my favorites of all time 

the characters are likable, the dialogue’s funny, the art style is SO damn cute, it has all these fun minigames,  openly queer characters, catchy songs, a bit that might give you an extistential crisis, the works!! 

it’s a really good game, my issue is there’s really no way to get everything. 

you will Always miss something 

the gameplay took me 12 hours to complete and i had watched playthroughs before so it’s a LONG game

but this is so high on the reccommended list

TWs: death, cultish behavior, christianity (this game is super cool about it tho, the pastor is a woman and she’s very “no matter what people believe in, i will help them”. yknow. like Actual christians), vomit, knives, derealization, depersonalization

- Knights and Bikes (completed)

played on xbox

this game is hella cute and it’s good to play with a friend! i played it once on my own and i’m currently playing it again with my sibling.

an issue with the multiplayer function is that it doesn’t splitscreen, once my sibling got stuck and we couldn’t progress onwards because the game wouldn’t let me walk too far away from her. makes sense i guess

the storyline is so cute and it reminds me of night in the woods(see above) someone in the comments of this post recommended it to me so💜💜💜 thank you.

all the game mechanics and race minigames are so good 10/10.

the artstyle? WONDERFUL. melza and nessie have the cutest little faces. i have a older sibling problem so they are now my younger siblings. i have adopted them.

captain honkers is my siblings favorite and she insists on stopping whatever plot is going on in order to feed and pet the goose.

nessie and melza are written like real kids and i applaud the devs and writers for that.

TWS: money issues, possession, ghosts, cuts and bruises that are kinda graphic but not that bad

look at this book i found!! it’s got cute art and everything!!! it’s a retelling of the story which i understand is not some people’s thing but honestly it’s great so far!

- Slime Rancher (story complete)

played on xbox

literally whoever developed this game went “so how cute can i make this” and then absolutely SMASHED that limit

 i havent even finished the game yet but it’s adorable

 my problem is how EASY it is to fall into the ocean and how confusing the map is

 i keep getting lost so i wish i could put like,,,markers on the map?? or have the map tell me what slimes are in what region?? 

idk maybe i’m just dumb but i am very lost all of the time while playing this game 

also the soundtrack is impeccable and it’s a very good game for chill streams

hey hi update i’ve finished the story part of the game. it ripped out my heart and stomped on it then wrapped it up in a pretty bow and gave it back to me. wtf.

TWs: there are monsters that try to eat you but you can opt out of having those spawn, flashing(dont stand too close to plort or food deposits if this is an issue for you! the little burst of light when you put something in tends to strobe!!!)

- Firewatch (complete)

played on pc

this game is absolutely hilarious

and beautiful!! its not necessarily realistic but everything has a style to it that makes my little gamer heart happy. i set a screenshot i took as my pc background and it looks very pretty

the music also really makes the game. it hardly ever shows up but when it does you notice!

everything is voice acted by the way, which sets up the game very well! i never once felt like they were reading from a script, and it made me laugh a ton, even when i was pretty scared.

this is kind of an extension to the TW list but if you struggle with paranoia and feelings of being watched, don’t play this game!! it relies very heavily on that mechanic to make you scared, which is good for horror but bad for people who deal with that every day of their lives. please be careful!

TWs: dementia, paranoia, death, animal death, corpses, cheating on a spouse (if you choose the right dialogue), fires, (brief) abuse mention 

-emily is away (two storylines complete) 

played on pc

honestly? not a huge fan of this one. 

storyline 1: i chose to like. not stay talking to emily? it ended at 2006 if that makes a difference. 

the entire game was just me going “so what is the most neurotypical answer i could give right now” 

i like movement games so the solely text based game was Not as fun for me. 

but whatever 

ill probably play again and find out why everyone Really likes this game so much

okay storyline 2: i chose all the nastiest answers

wow shes not dating brad shes dating travis. weird. 

also every time i insult her music taste i die a little inside thats so Mean

but its for resarch

i feel so BAD being mean to her wtf :((((

alright thats over and now i feel like a dick. thats enough emily for tonight i think

TWs: romantic breakup

-pikuniku(complete)

played on xbox

ever wanted to play a game where youre a jellybean with legs fighting against capitalism?

thats this

need a friend to take down the evil Sunshine Co.? its co-op! live your dreams of toppling capitalism with your best friend by your side

its pretty fun! if you like to have everything explained to you then this probably isnt right for you but thats ok

its a cute cartoonish style, very simplistic. like a less detailed night in the woods or knights and bikes! and yall know thats my JAM

lots of little side quests to do so enjoy running around the open world doing whatever the hell you want

TWs: at the very beginning the villagers are very prejudiced and scared of you, since youre a different species then the rest of them

-unpacking(complete)

played on xbox

ok this was cute

my little sister begged me to get it so she could watch me play it, since the youtube videos she was watching weren’t getting uploaded to youtube kids fast enough.

very soothing, i put on a youtube playlist as i was unpacking this persons houses throughout their lifetime and it was calming but also very rattling especially the college chapter (since thats a thing for me soon at the time of writing this)

the ending couple chapters i was like trying to puzzle together if the persons lover was a girl or not and results inconclusive, could be a guy very comfortable in his masculinity

ok while checking some stuff for the tws i figured out that its a girl!! yay wlw lets go

TWs: theres a chapter, chapter 2010, that sorta seems like domestic violence? the infamous diploma-under-the-bed chapter, where you can’t put basically any of your stuff anywhere, and after this chapter, lots of the characters things are damaged or missing, as if there was a big fight. could be reading way too much into it tho

- Spiritfarer (incomplete)

played on xbox

this game. this game. ive seen Nobody talk about it but it’s so cute!! 

stella, the player character is ADORABLE, she’s so damn happy to be doing that job and hanging out with her friends! 

its so cute her animations are my favorite thing!! 

this game tackles grief and loss, mourning, death, and fear with stella and her cat, dandelion

its such a cute game and its based in greek mythology, you just get to steer a ship around and help out lost souls!! 

also an adorable game for chill streams

TWs: death, watching loved ones die (heavily implied stella took care of her best friend in her last moments), ghosts, jellyfish(this isnt a typical tw but they feature prominently as someone’s greatest fear in the game so), storms

-Raji: An Ancient Epic (incomplete)

played on xbox

okay i’m not even out of the training stage yet and this game is a FUCKING DELIGHT.

music? 10/10. story? 100/10. graphics? 1000000000000/10.

the cutscenes are all done in this amazing puppetry style and aaaa!!!

if there is one game on this list i really want you to play, it’s raji.

it’s all about hindu mythology, it’s so so easy to follow along(even for me, who admittedly doesn’t know too much about most religions) and i adore it.

listen go download raji right now. i will fucking WAIT. just. please.

it deserves a lot of love and support

TWs: demons

- Journey To The Savage Planet (incomplete)

played on xbox

okay this one is significantly less wholesome than most of the ones here

i have maybe an hour put into this game?? and there have been 3 drug jokes, 4 different swear words, a heavy implication that you are a slave for capitalistic labor, and something that i’m like 90% certain was a sex joke. 

so yeah

t’s a pretty game, but honestly it’s really just a horror game disguised as a survival game

the entire time i’m exploring i just keep singing “🎵i hate souuuuunddddsss, if i round this corner and hear a sound i will dieeeee, all sounds can shut up forever please and thank youuuuuu🎵” 

so if that doesnt give you an example of what my mental state is playing this game idk what will

TWs: uh everything listed above, and also terrifying flying squid

- Oxenfree(incomplete)

played on xbox

i’ve watched a play through of this one already but shhhhhhh we don’t talk about that (also its not like i remember what happens anyway)

anyway i LOVE the art style.

it’s like a more simplistic version of night in the woods and y’all know that game is my Jam.

can you all tell gravity falls is my bread and butter because all my favorite games are about creepy towns and weird creatures

i’m not far into it and so far my only drawback is the clunky dialogue.

it just. it sounds Off. i don’t know how else to put it.

i like the radio function a whole lot though

plus the concept is sick as hell it’s literally the dialogue as the only thing holding this game back and not even by that much!!

TWs: grief? it’s been a while since i played i need to head back

- Hollow Knight (incomplete)

played on xbox

i’m honestly not sure about this one. 

i’m notoriously bad at platforming games, plus i have no idea the story of hollow knight. 

ive played for about 5 hours and i have zero progress. 

this game is one that i would only reccommend to people who Know that they’re good at platformers and also are good at remembering where theyre going. 

i’m still playing this one and struggling

TWs: all the npcs look like cartoonized bugs, and you have to fight your own spirit whenever you die

- Outer Wilds (incomplete)

played on xbox

this game is goooood. 

it’s hard to do, but it’s a space exploration game and it’s Hella fun. 

you do have to respawn alllll the way back at your starting planet and it basically rips away any progress you made, which makes sense for the story but damn it’s annoying. 

the aliens are cute tho

and the soundtrack is still the only game soundtrack i’ve actually spent money on, because it’s good!! 

if you do decide to play this, i wish you luck!!

TWs: none?? none i think?? 

- Unraveled (incomplete)

played on xbox

i’m so ashamed of this game. 

it’s the cutest, most cottagecore-y game in the fucking World, and i rage-quit it

i fucking rage quit unraveled

this is my greatest shame

i’m actually gonna go look up a playthrough as soon as i’m done, because i want to see the rest of this game. 

i’m stuck on like stage 3 

anyway its a good game it’s just another platformer which my fingers do not appreciate

TWs: death, dementia, being alone???