#CMON THAT IS NOT STRAIGHT BEHAVIOR

[cowboy-caboodles]

listen… i’m not saying it’s gay but… calling a fella jackie? when their name is jack? suspicious…

[un-pearable]

hmmmm i get the goh joke (pokémon go) and i haven’t watched anything near it yet but yghhh its rubbing me the wrong way. ludonarrative dissonance to the max. the further i get into the og anime the more frustrated with TPC walking back any interesting critiques of the world just so players don’t feel uncomfortable

[killa-cookie]

Temperance . The 6th

Beasts x Beast ! Reader

Cussing , Violent themes

Edited because I made spelling mistakes.

✦ "Have you ever heard of the 6th beast, the greatest of the beasts, the one who made balance, the one who kept those in a straight line to the most purest of futures... TEMPERANCE

- Their self-disciplined behavior kept every cookie in their place, even when the other uncorrupted beasts had gone out of control. Legend states that they had resisted corruption due to their self controled and balanced nature, and is now somewhere, resting on earthbread.

- The witches had begged Temperance to go out and fight for the nation, but Temperance refused. The nation did need their own consequences to their arrogant actions. No matter how much they tried, Temperance never budged.

- Temperance once did try to fight off the corruption of the beasts. But inevitably failed due to being outnumbered, they had barely escaped the temptations. "

" Waiitt— so Temperance could be anywhere on earthbread right now!? "

–Gingerbrave interrupted Pure Vanilla's story, only to be met with a glare from wizard cookie.

——— THE DAY OF CALAMITY

Terror was everywhere, fires spreading all out, screeches of pain. Your environment was surrounded by calamity and...unbalance.

You were weakened, your dough crumbling by the second. And worst of all, your comrades have fallen into corruption, into sin. You were also— outnumbered.

" Cmon softiieeee just join us, give in to temptationnnn—" Shadow Milk hummed at your pathetic state.

" plus— We would LOVEEE to have you here!!"

"NEVER WILL I GIVE INTO— *cough SIN. "

You practically yelled at Shadow— no..Blueberry Milk, he was taken aback to be honest. You had never yelled at them like that, more importantly him.

"Friend, it is best to join us rather than resist."

Mystic flour cookie spoke softly, her head tilted down your crouched figure.

" You're already crumbling— HAHA! I don't think you would want us to turn you into ashes now, sweets? "

These weren't your friends anymore, they were BEASTS.

`I have no choice. ` you thought, your breath hitching as all of those beasts stared down at you.

` this is my last resort. `

With all of the power you had harnessed from them being distracted by your position on the ground, a gust of strong wind surrounded you like a shield.

"AGH WHAT THE FUCK—" burning spice screeched as his eyes were shut closed with leaves that surrounded the wind, gaining some laughter from Shadow milk.

" ...... " Silent salt watches as the huge gusts of wind carried even trees around it.

BANG

The shield then exploded with all that harnessed wind, pushing the beasts back. You were gone, no trace of you left.

"They... Escaped? " Eternal sugar cookie muttered in surprise, but she expected as much from the virtue of Temperance.

" Well, as much as I am angered by their escape... I feel glad that they are at least alive. "

Mystic flour proclaimed, she didn't want you to turn into crumbs yet.

"Well chop chop comrades! We must find them."

Shadow milk hovered off the ground, a grin of excitement across his face.

"Agreed." —all the other beasts spoke in agreement.

- but before they could even begin searching, the witches had punished them greatly for bringing mass destruction, and possibly almost crumbling one of their greatest creations.

- but The Virtue Of Temperance could be anywhere right now, and to be honest... It would be my greatest honor to meet them in person

—

"Wait- they could be anywhere right now!? Even in front of us!? "

"Now gingerbrave, that's a possibility but still silly. There's no chance that they're with us right now, no one here could even be THE virtue of Temperance. Right ______? "

You stared at them both in silence, Pure Vanilla's staff looking at you eagerly.

"Right..... ______? " Wizard cookie repeated, but more in an astonished tone. He did find it weird that you were always fully cloaked, never showing your face. Kind of like Healer cookie when he was actually pure... Vanilla..

"....." You only let out a hum, sweating and shaking a little. Clearly nervous...

"_______? Do you have something to... Tell us? "

"Well.... About that... " you lifted up your cloak a bit, revealing your soul jam that was found in the crook of your neck. ( kind of like shadow milks but a little on the side. )

"N-NO WAY!"

[murrpa]

my current favorite hc is that Logan developed OCD after he officially gets together with Wade, and no it’s not the germaphobe one, but ROCD (ocd that’s about a relationship)

but Wade didn’t do anything, it’s that something clicked in Logan’s head that suddenly makes him ruminate about their relationship, something along the lines of

“if I don’t make the bed or help him with dinner he’s gonna kick me out” or “if I talk to him in a certain tone of voice he’s gonna break up with me”, “he doesn’t really love me”, “what if I don’t truly love him?”, “what if he still likes Vanessa?”, “what if he’s secretly scared of me?” “what if im not good enough?” and so much more but those are the most common ones.

so he’s performing compulsive behaviors to calm his mind, like cleaning the entire apartment, making sure Vanessa won’t be where ever they are, consistently buying Wade his favorite snacks, putting his favorite shows on tv even if Logan hates them, and haven’t done or said anything mean to Wade, nor disagreed with him, although his thoughts keep coming back with more slam to the point he’s quietly sobs from time to time when no one’s near, his fear of loosing Wade becomes stronger each passing day and his compulsive acts become more and more intense: he spaces out A LOT, picks at his skin, folds Wades clothes with so much care while leaves his own simply in a pile, makes sure he’s as close as he can be to Wade when they’re walking, eating, cuddling etc., he can’t help but think about different ways Wade could be disappointed in him

“if i won’t kiss him 3 times something bad is gonna happen” or “if i won’t fall asleep holding him he’s gonna get out of bed and walk away”, “what if he’s talking to someone behind my back?”

meanwhile Wade was clueless, up until one morning when he wakes up to a whole meal brought into the bed by Logan.

Wade: Oh my fuck, Wolvie! Holy shit, is it my birthday?!

Logan, temporary relieved to see his sleepy smile: Do you want me to bring you breakfast in bed from now on?

He’s ready to hear yes from Wade, but he only laughs.

Wade: Cmon peanut, you’re not my maid, but man, you’ve been cooking for us this whole time, and everything tastes delicious, though I never expected an ex-alcoholic to be such an amazing chef!

Logan tenses up but keeps a smile, watching Wade inhale his breakfast burrito and coffee.

Wade: Speaking of which, I wanted to talk or… rather ask.

His voice is still sleepy and soft, but that sentence drenches Logan in cold sweat as he keeps his cool but the more seconds pass with Wade chewing the more his heart races.

Wade: Is everything okay with you lately? Like you… changed and… not like im upset i just… would like to know what’s going on?

Logan feels his chest pinching and throat tightening.

“should i lie, maybe if I speak up about it that will only push him more towards what im so afraid of?”

He’s silent, his eyes drop to his hands as he’s making a life-or-death decision, but the words spill out themselves.

Logan: You love me, right?

Wade blinked as if he just asked the most stupid question in the universe.

Wade: That’s why… oh, sweetheart…

Wades voice softens even more after he sees Logan tear up.

Wade: Cm’here, baby, tell me what’s bothering you?

And that’s when Logan tells him everything and every thought that went thought his head, explaining it all through more tears, after Wade looks him straight in the eyes with all seriousness, holding Logan’s face.

Wade: I want that to forever be engraved in your mind, I love you Logan, I love you like nobody before, and always will, and so do you, I feel it in your touch, your voice, no matter what you do, we love each other, and that’s how it is, nothing can change that.

Logan’s soul finally breaks out the nasty chains as he kisses Wade so passionately he even forgot what started it

[bxeckers222]

summary: paige was your bestfriend, and you’re only friends, right?

right?

word count: 10k

warnings!! cursing, angst

again, only my second time writing so don’t judge too hard, and if you have suggestions please please tell them to me !!

Paige is my best friend. everyone knows this, we’re inseparable.

except to me, it’s more than that.

the late night drives, the cuddling, the nicknames she has for me, and the always being around her.

i’m in love with her.

part of me thinks i always have been, like i was born to find paige bueckers.

we met when we were young, our parents are good friends. the first memory i even have of Paige was outside her house. it was burning hot, and i’d say we were about 4 years old at the time, playing in the pool. we don’t have that “we hated eachother at first” story, we really just clicked.

Paige knows i’m a lesbian. she’s always been supportive, even when i came out to her at the age of 13, her views, and the way she loved me never changed.

she’s never really been open about her sexuality with me, just a few “oh she’s hot” here and there, but then theres her celebrity crush on Steph Curry that makes me question everything she’s ever said.

she’s also never been open about her feelings towards me. there was the time we kissed in the 10th grade, but that’s normal for friends to do right?

right?

| present day. you’re 17 in your senior year of high school, in paige’s bedroom. it’s a Friday night. |

“hey babe can you hand me that pencil?” she asks me

there’s one of the nicknames i was talking about earlier.

i stand up from her desk i was sitting at and hand her the pencil, sitting down beside her on the bed, crossing my legs. she scoots closer to me, sitting just close enough just to make sure our arms were touching, a small gesture that meant more to me then she knew.

“doing homework on a Friday night? really?” i said, with a teasing tone in my voice.

“can’t help it, pre-calc final on Monday”

“i took mine today, need help?”

“please, I’m dying over here”

she handed me her notebook and pencil, her notes are a wreck. i can barely read her messy handwriting.

“well no wonder you’re struggling p, how do you even read this?” -i say with a laugh.

she rolls her eyes playfully and nudges my arm.

“please just help me, math is supposed to be your thing, not mine”

she was right, math was always my strong suit, hers being english. we balance each other out, one of the many reasons i love her.

“okay so, to begin with you need-“ i started.

“this is so boring” she retorts back. “let’s do something more fun, i don’t want to study anymore. i have all weekend”

“but Paige you-“ before i could get the rest of my sentence out, she’s speaking again.

“cmon let’s go to the park or something, i can teach you how to shoot basketball” she adds.

“paige, honey it’s almost dark”

“oh well, it’s okay. not dark yet” she pleads, before adding- “i’ll drive”

“fine, let’s go”

“great!” she says, as she kisses me cheek before she stands up, i think this caught her off guard as much as it did me. her cheeks turned a light shade of pink before her lips curled into a smile while she slipped her shoes on.

this is normal friend behavior. that’s all, right?

right?

she grabs one of her many, many basketballs and we walk downstairs, getting in her car.

we get in her car, and she turns her favorite playlist on. it’s the one she always has on shuffle, it’s titled “anotha banga.” you would think since she liked english so much she would atleast spell the words right, but i guess that’s just who she was. she didn’t care about small things like that.

i care too much about the small things, and that’s my problem. but really, the “babe” and kissing me is just friendly. right?

right.

i have to keep telling myself that.

she’s straight.

right?

right.

right?

we’re driving with the windows down, it’s the beginning of april so the weather is starting to get nice again, but still chilly enough to wear hoodies and sweats everywhere. it’s a nice evening, around 60 degrees outside, and not a cloud in sight, the sunset becoming more evident and as beautiful as always.

she’s, as beautiful as always.

she’s wearing a UConn hoodie since that’s where we’re headed in the fall, yes “we’re”. I told you we really are inseparable. along with that, it’s some grey nike sweats, and her basketball shoes from 10th grade, that she thinks it’s bad luck to get rid of.

“is it too cold for you? want me to roll the windows up?” she asked me

“no i’m okay, it’s perfect”

“if you get cold, there’s an extra hoodie in the back if you want it”

i wasn’t cold, i just wanted to feel closer to her. wearing her hoodie would do for now.

i reach into the back seat and grab the hoodie, slipping it over the plain black cropped t-shirt i was wearing.

she looks over at me with a smile, straightening the hoodie out as she drives.

“you look great, you should keep that one” she says as she pats my thigh

i can feel the blush creeping across my face. my cheeks are hot at this point

“really?” is all i can manage to say back

she lets out a small laugh and returns her focus on the road

“really, it looks good on you”

she always knows exactly what to say. my lips curl into a soft, genuine smile

“well thank you, you can have one of mine next time we go to my house. your choice”

“i’m holding you to that”

“i know, don’t worry i won’t forget”

we finally make it to the park, it’s daylight but barely. the evening sun hiding behind the trees, but still casting a glow on her face that makes my heart skip a beat. she’s always been beautiful, but it’s astonishing how good she looks right now. i’d kiss her right now if i could.

she walks me over to the basketball court, talking about how she can’t wait to teach me the proper shooting form, how she can’t wait for me to watch her succeed in college ball next year.

i’m just as excited for her. i can’t wait to go through the next chapter together.

together?

you know what i mean.

we make it to the court and she immediately starts shooting, all of her shots sinking effortlessly.

“baby c’mere, your turn”

nicknames again.

i walk over to her and she positions herself behind me, handing me the ball

“okay so what you’re gonna do, is plant your feet and when you release the ball, push with your left wrist”

she makes it sound and look so easy

“paige i don’t think i can do it”

she laughs again, moves her hands to mine, helping me hold the ball how i’m supposed to

“you got it, i know you do”

she takes a step back and crosses her arms with a smile, like she’s proud of what she’s watching. she’s always wanted me to get into basketball with her, but my thing has always been soccer. it’s convenient, we can always go to each others games because our seasons don’t collide. and trust me, i’m at every single one of hers, and she’s at every single one of mine.

i shoot the ball, and as expected, it bounces off the rim and i miss.

Paige just laughs, a whole-hearted laugh, one that instantly made me laugh too.

“Paige stop i’m embarrassed” i say with a fake pout.

“no no it’s okay really” she says breathlessly, still laughing her ass off “you dummy, you’re shooting with both hands- let me help you again”

she gets back behind me and positions me again, her hands lingering on my waist for a little longer than normal before she steps back again

“you got it this time, 100%” she smiles and nods before adding, “i believe in you”

i take a deep breath and shoot the ball again, this time it swishes through the net.

i turned around and locked eyes with her, honestly i had never seen her so excited in my life. not even that time when she wrapped a string around my loose tooth and tied it to a door knob and slammed it. yes it hurt, but yes it worked.

i smile at her, and she smiles back.

“well paige, looks like you have some competition. better watch your spot on the UConn team next year”

she walks over to me and wraps her arms around my waist, holding me close to her, and speaks with a warm tone.

“not even close, but that’s was a good shot if it makes you feel any better”

“it does actually, thank you”

there’s a silence, not an awkward one. it’s only silent because i caught the glance of her looking at my lips, then back up to meet my gaze again.

my cheeks flush red, she knows exactly what she’s doing.

“you’re beautiful, y’know that?” she says as she brushes a loose strand of hair behind my ear

i take a moment to gather my thoughts. should i say it?

no. might make things awkward.

what if it doesn’t?

i should say something.

“paige i..” i start, but then stop myself.

“you what?”

silence.

my breathing speeds up and my heart drops to my stomach.

i need to say it.

it’s eating at me.

i have to say it.

“i love you. you know that right?”- i finally speak up.

“and you know i love you too, right?”

i nod my head. - “yeah. i know”

silence again.

come on idiot. say it.

i open my mouth to talk again and she cuts me off - “you don’t have to say anything else. i know what you mean. and i promise i feel the same way”

“you do?”

she lets out a small laugh, “was it not obvious?”

“god paige i thought i was the only one feeling this way”

“you idiot, i’ve loved you for so long”

“why didn’t you say anything?”

“i thought i was obvious enough”

i don’t know what took over my body in that moment, but whatever it was, im glad it did.

i leaned in and kissed her, wrapping my arms around her neck. holding her close to me like she could disappear any moment. months, years of built up feelings all slipping away between our lips.

it was slow at first. gentle, sweet. then she moved her hand to the back of my neck, deepening the kiss.

she pulled away first, and rested her forehead against mine, i watched as she smiled, and still held me close.

“wanna stay with me tonight?” she asked

“of course i do, is that even a question?”

she kissed my forehead and grabbed my hand, squeezing it gently as she led us back to her car

after we get in her car, she leans her head back against the seat and looks at me, still holding my hand, that same beautiful smile playing across her lips that i’ve seen all day.

“paige?”

“mhm?” she says back quietly

“there better be a lot more kissing now that we’ve established this”

she nods her head and laughs- “oh you know it”

she leans over and gives me a quick kiss before she starts the car to head back.

“oh and one more thing” she adds

“what is it?”

“can we stop by your house so i can pick out that hoodie you promised me?”

“you’re serious?”

“of course i am, you have one of mine, so it’s only fair that i get one of my girlfriends hoodies too”

“girlfriend?”

“shit, you know what i meant, but only if you want”

“then it’s official paige, you’re my girlfriend”

“i like the sound of that”

“yeah p, me too”

we drive to my house and she picks out a grey hoodie with my soccer number on it, and she wasted no time putting it on.

[dilfl0v3rss]

mirror

“cmon mama, you got it” choso whispered, his thick fingers digging into you in a way that brought salty, wet tears down your cheeks. you’ve been a little stressed lately. not eating like you were supposed to, tossing and turning in bed all night, and sensitive to the point where you were almost always on the verge of tears every time he disagreed with anything you had to say no matter how small it was. choso noticed this change in behavior and knew exactly what it was that you needed, him.

now you were here, sat between his thick thighs as he fed you delicious strokes with his fingers. your small whimpers and moans ringing in the air as he tried to bring you to a much needed orgasm. on other nights it would only take him about ten minutes for him to make you cum, but tonight your body was being stubborn. tears of frustration flooded your cheeks as you tried your best to focus on the voice of your helpful boyfriend.

“i…i can’t pa s’not workinggg” you whined, your body tensing up as you tried to force an orgasm out. choso didn’t like that one bit, his strong, inked hand lightly wrapping around your throat as he spoke deeply in your ear. “sh sh shh, relax pretty. y’gotta calm down or you won’t be able to cum. you wanna cum, don’t you?” instant cries if “please” and “i do” flowed from your lips. “then look in the mirror and watch me work kay? ima get you there don’t worry….jus breathe and watch me”

your watery, brown eyes moved towards the mirror. an instant wave of relaxation running through you as you locked eyes with him. choso gave you a soft smile before sliding his digits back inside of you, curling the tips of his middle fingers in a “come hither” motion as he watched your face contort into one of pleasure. he was everywhere from the top of your head to the soles of your feet, you were completely engulfed in his presence. his thick fingers continued their ministrations as he slid his other hand from your neck all the way down your body to your clit where he gave it light, circular rubs.

your eyes rolled at the extra stimulation, bare back arching off of his hard chest as you felt your long lost release begin to approach again. “oh-…oh my god!” you moaned, your body tensing up again in excitement. the more you tightened up, the farther your orgasm was being pushed away again, a drawn out whine leaving your lips as you felt the coil in your stomach begin to fade. “no no nooo papa s’happening againnn” “cause you’re not relaxing like i said. y’gotta breathe for me mama, let all that shit go” his fingers moved faster and deeper as you tried your best to calm down like he said.

you kept your eyes open, staring deep into his through the mirror as you took notice of his steady moving chest behind you. instantly, you tried to match his breathing, your bodies moving in tune with one another as you slowly began to relax. “uhh huh, there you go. jus follow me princess” his deep voice went straight to your pussy as you felt the coil in your stomach come back, but not like the other times. you felt it build up higher than every before, your legs beginning to get a slight shake to them as you watching his hands work you. “m’gonna cum…pa m’gonna cum!”

choso softly smiled at the sound of your pretty voice, his fingers rubbing a little rougher on your clit as he felt your breathing match his. “give it t’me mama, let papa take care of you” your eyes began to roll from the pleasure, legs spreading wider as your hot orgasm rushed through you. “auughh godd” you whined as your sweet essence flowed out of you like a stream. choso didn’t stop, his fingers dug deeper inside you, making your body shake in overstimulation as you screamed his name. “choso!….please choso right there!” his pink lips connected with your cheek as he watched your orgasm grow to a higher peak.

“m’here mama, jus let it all go” your vision began to go white, lips parting into a silent scream as your release flew through you. your juices began to fly, wetting the floor along with the mirror before you slumped back into him. eyelids growing heavy and your body becoming weak as you tried your best to preserve energy so you can get up, but you were stoped by a wide hand on your stomach.

“rest mama, i got you. papa always gon have you” and with that you let your fatigue win. your body falling into a deep slumber right in front of the mirror. the both of your hearts beating together in the same rhythm.

[mandalhoerian]

Gosh I wish you made such big analize about Xavier and Sylus, sometimes I feel so dumb that I can't read so good behind the lines. 😭😭😭

HEY NO CMON NOW NO NEED TO DISCREDIT YOURSELF LIKE THAT!!!! First of all, this is an ongoing game and story, think of it like an incomplete ao3 fic you have theories for. There are HUUGE gaps in there that will be filled later and until then, they are left to the interpretation of the player. It's only natural, there's SO MUCH stuff and lore out there to be consumed, which are often non-linear that it makes things confusing on purpose. It's all about feeding us crumbs about what's coming, of course we get lost!!

Secondly, I made the rafayel analysis because it confused the lights out of me with the constant nagging feeling that I was missing something and that's why I didn't understand most things and wanted to get my thoughts straight. Like the ebb day theories floating out there as to why he was Like That, why he said the things he did out of nowhere and randomly like "what if i take from you will you leave me?" after the topic was JUST about sceneries and the love and art burns me talk after YET AGAIN another art talk about inspiration in pain. I had whiplash over whiplash and felt the need to dive deep into intertidal zone.

It's not like that with Sylus and Xavier (and Zayne's) cards. At least for me. All of them are fairly self-contained compared to his, I feel like. And I'm sure other people have discussed this already, much better than I can as well -- especially Sylus, but I'll put my two cents in for a general review of both their memorias!

Xavier is experiencing negative emotions such as jealousy FOR THE FIRST TIME with MC. He doesn't know how to process these feelings which are allowed to be nurtured in a safe environment when that wasn't the case before in his life. They manifest in temper bursts that stem from a life of being forced to be emotionally blank. He wasn't allowed to be a child or freedom for himself and his thoughts and feelings and wants, so he starts behaving in a childish way -- it's something he's surprised about as well. This happens when you feel safe with a person that those repressed parts begin to open up and you start being yourself more with them. It's sad when you think about it, as cute as it is coming from Xavier. MC is so understanding of him and finding him being "expressive" more as a really positive thing. She's an amazing partner -- because let's face it, if this behavior came from a man in real life, it would be so annoying. Xavier isn't like those other men though, his jealousy doesn't come from a need to control or possess, a place of distrust, projection or disregard of personal boundaries. It's cute because it's followed by healthy communication to allow Xavier to process and grow and open up more, it doesn't threaten the relationship. This is just my interpretation, aside from the context of their previous lives together (the desire to monopolize now that he finally is with her) and this being Xavier's possibly last year on earth that gives a "i've got so little time left and i don't want to waste it" stuff.

And Sylus is. Well. There's a lot in there. The theme here is "their first time", and it's not limited to sleeping together, in my opinon. Theirs is a burgeoning relationship compared to the other "established" relationships. They're new to each other. We even see domesticity from them in MC's house for the first time, though it is a result of Sylus's Onychinus life making an introduction in their relationship as something that has to be legitimately talked about eventually. MC wants to come along with him and know more but Sylus hides a lot from her to keep her safe and separate from him, and yes it's his business and MC doesn't push (the mutual respect is insane here), but it's affecting their time together. Not that MC sees this as a problem because she's always ready to throw down (AND does lock in and gets one step ahead of him).

I read this as MC's first time finally letting him in and her desires/feelings for him that she asked him to stay and kept making the moves when it had all been him before. Her feelings are growing. And you can see how much it pleases him and makes him happy, he was waiting for this -- for MC to voluntarily want him and be honest with him. That's all Sylus wants. He can see into what she wants, and sure yeah he knows, but her outwardly voicing them to him is a different story altogether. It shows she trusts him, and that's important to Sylus.

She was mostly closed off and withdrawn from him emotionally because they have this dynamic that started off hostile that turned into teasing and provoking where she sees being vulnerable with him as a weakness that would be embarrassing. It's a budding relationship, remember? No couple is all in & open with each other right from the beginning, it comes later. And Sylus is a dominant man (not domineering, that's a different word) and I think MC doesn't like being weak next to someone like him, and she perceives a power imbalance there unconsciously even though Sylus wants her to be open so bad and rely on him more and give her everything she wants and needs.

So it's HUUUUUGE that they showed Sylus intertwine their hands together when he had to FORCE IT before. MC is finally receiving him with open arms and you can see he's delighted. It's so romantic first of all, but mans is hungry, BUT HE'S ALSO SO TENDER AND LOVING !!! GOOD FOR YOU SYLUS GET IT. I love this for him and that he felt safe enough to sleep even though he's nocturnal. Or she sucked the soul right out of his dick and knocked him out cold 😭 the sex was so astronomically soul ascending i guess LMFAO

Again, I'm sorry if I got anything wrong. These are just my thoughts, and they are surface level!

[valsverse]

𝐞𝐝𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐡𝐜'𝐬

summary. headcanons of your relationship with edmund pevensie while dating. (gn reader)

— straight up fluff, nothing else. PART 1/?

— Edmund leaves little notes everywhere. In the pages of your books, the pockets of your pants, etc. Usually they just consist of sweet words and reminders to eat and take care of yourself as a much needed endorphin boost. He always makes sure to fill up the entire piece of paper, front and back until there's no space to write any more loving words. — Random "I love you"s throughout the day for no particular reason. — Playful arguments over the most miniscule things, I mean seriously, the two of you bicker like a married couple. Edmund can be quite argumentative, but not in the way you expect. No, usually you quarrel over the correct way to toast a piece of bread, topics such as that. None of it is serious of course, nine times out of ten it turns into a tickle fight that ends with a cuddle session anyway. — Edmund naturally smiles excessively around you. He doesn't really think about it, it just happens. Like this guy literally GLOWS when he sees you, it's not even funny. When you look at him, he smiles. When you rant, he smiles. When you talk about your interests, he smiles. No matter where the two of you are and what you're doing, he's always grinning around you, both of you in your own world. — Even though Edmund is one of the most renowned swordsman in Narnia, that doesn't mean he's immune to the occasional injury. And so, you have to tend to his wounds quite often. Sometimes you end up scolding him if the wound was the result of reckless actions and impulsive behavior, and yes he appreciates the concern, but he just thinks it's cute how your lips form into a pout whenever he comes back with a new injury to tend to. He adores how much you care for him, even if it's just through small actions. — Absolute SUCKER for when you kiss his scars. Edmund used to see his scars as a nuisance, only there to remind him of the treacheries of war and danger. But of course, life has different perspectives for different people. So when you came around, reassuring him that his blemishes were a sign of his bravery and strength from the pain he endured, he felt like he was going to cry. And the second your lips came in contact with a particular scar just shy of his collarbone, he immediately felt comfort and a sense of safety wash over him. Maybe it was the warmth of your lips, or the alleviation of your words, whatever it was, it made him feel like maybe everything was going to be okay. — Kisses on the nape and shoulder. (goes both ways) — Since we're on the topic of kissing, Edmund has a thing for tracing your jawline before or while the two of you are kissing, or just sharing an intimate moment in general. He prefers to rest one hand on the curve of your hip, and the other hand caressing your jaw, no matter what the position is. He also enjoys trailing little pecks from the side of your neck to the corner of your lips before he finally presses his lips against yours. — Chess dates!! Yeah, it doesn't sound like the most romantic activity but, cmon, it's Edmund Pevensie. He'll find a way to make it memorable. And while he loves a fair match, (who doesn't?) sometimes he just so happens to "accidentally" put his king in danger and — oh will you look at that, you won. Yeah, maybe he changed up his moves a little so you would win, but it's all worth it to him. He adores the sight of your eyes lighting up, and how you throw your hands up in triumph and shout in glee. While you're busy celebrating, he gazes at you fondly with an impossibly soft look in his eyes. One of his hands is lying on his cheek, supporting his head, while his other hand still remains on his king. Even though he "lost", his smile is wide as ever because as long as you're happy, he's happy.

— On days when he's not busy with training or just occupied with the responsibilities that come with being one of the kings of Narnia, picnic dates are a must. He cooks up your favorite meals and packs them up in a picnic box along with the traditional red and white checkered blanket, and off you go. It's kind of just a de-stresser for him. Quality time with you and a home cooked meal to go along with it. Sometimes he brings you to brings you to picturesque flower fields, or the patch of green grass directly in front of the river front. No matter where it is, Edmund has his reasons for why he chose those specific locations. They always remind him of you. The two of you watch the sun slowly disappear under the horizon as you both lay on the checkered blanket, with your head resting on his chest and his arm lazily wrapped around your waist, it looks just like a scene straight out of a fairytale.

— On days when he's not busy with training or just occupied with the responsibilities that come with being one of the kings of Narnia, picnic dates are a must. He cooks up your favorite meals and packs them up in a picnic box along with the traditional red and white checkered blanket, and off you go. It's kind of just a de-stresser for him. Quality time with you and a home cooked meal to go along with it. Sometimes he brings you to brings you to picturesque flower fields, or the patch of green grass directly in front of the river front. No matter where it is, Edmund has his reasons for why he chose those specific locations. They always remind him of you. The two of you watch the sun slowly disappear under the horizon as you both lay on the checkered blanket, with your head resting on his chest and his arm lazily wrapped around your waist, it looks just like a scene straight out of a fairytale. — Edmund is always eager to prove his love and devotion to you. He's deeply committed to you, and loves to declare it proudly. Sometimes he writes short poems about you, recounting his favorite moments the two of you shared. He describes the way your hair blows in the wind while the two of you are horseback riding, or how your smile is one of his favorite sights, he writes about anything regarding you. He just pours out his feelings onto a piece of paper. And when the stack of poetry about you piles up too high on his desk, he ties it up neatly in a ribbon and places it on your bedside table for you to wake up to. (CHIVALRY IS NOT DEAD GUYS 🗣️🗣️ ) — Edmund has a thing for kissing your hand. Like not even as a greeting, just in general. He just thinks of it as another way of showing his love and admiration for you. He brushes his lips against your palm and trails kisses up your fingertips, like HELLO??? — All in all, your relationship with Edmund Pevensie is truly one of a kind. ∙ u guys i know i havent posted a proper story since like may, and honestly i have no excuse i was just being lazy af. also my love for edmund has kind of faded but i started writing this months ago and decided i might as well finish it. ∙ so next time i post, it probably won't be edmund pevensie related, OR MAYBE IT WILL!! i still have many ideas (don't unfollow me pls im sorry LMAO) ∙ until next time, (and trust me, there will be a next time.) xx valerie.

[dissociativedollcherry]

Can we have some yandere Edward x Reader please???

୨୧ SERIOUSLY !? ✮⋆˙

YANDERE EDWARD X READER

A/N: alright, gonna give yall freedom now and ill be more flexible when writing for yanderes, but please none of the things i mentioned in the last yandere limits post. (this one) (tw warning)

Type: Headcanons, romantic, fluff

TW: Bullying mentions, yandere topics, basically Edward forces friendship with you near the end? ig thats how we call it? obsession, delusion, he has toxic jealousy.

୨୧ Edward would be a very chaotic yandere, to the point of simply jumping on you or picking you up randomnly, mostly making you get scared and/or screech almost everytime he does that, it really pisses you off, but he doesnt mind.

୨୧ Edward would be a very two faced yandere too, while hes treating you like royalty when you are with him, hes being his normal asshole behavior with others, throwing paper balls at them and etc, typical Edward behavior.

୨୧ I think you two would get acquainted only in two ways: either with you just being as chaotic and eletric as Edward or it was love at first sight, either way, he is really going to be obsessed with you.

୨୧ Edward is possessive, delusional, chaotic, clingy and obsessive, to an very unhealthy extent, like, if someone else mention you in a casual conversation with him, he would not stop talking about you and how perfect you are, how your smile is just- glamorous and stupidly perfect!

୨୧ He would not let the trio bully you, if they dare to make fun of you or tease a little bit, this boy would get into a fight with them for you, his love for you can easily make him act in a way really unexpected from him.

୨୧ God have mercy on the soul that has a crush on you or a crush that you have that is showing signs of reciprocal love for you, because if he finds out, they are fucked, Edward would straight up bully them, and its going to be alot, He'll say lines like, "Do you really think you're good enough for them? or even worthy of their love? you actually think they'll ever love you? be for real."

୨୧ Edward would be similar to Miss Bloomie is some areas, like clinging to you almost all the time or following you like a lost puppy, you'll have to genuinely have to ask him to stop or else he will follow you to the bathroom too.

୨୧ If you actually try to leave him, he would be asking alot of questions and demanding full explanations and wouldnt leave you alone until you give him an explanation of why your doing this, he thought you liked him!

୨୧ i think Edward would be straight off be keeping you with him, he would basically just ignore that you were trying to leave him and act like nothing happened, that you were just being a silly willy.

୨୧ He's lowkey obsessed and lovesick for you, he would be the type to do dumb things or try to do incredible things to impress you or have your attention, he would be a very silly goof yandere.

୨୧ But dont get fooled, this boy would go out of his way to hurt mentally or physically if someone tries to take you away from him, he wont let that happen, not on his watch.

୨୧ His jealousy is very toxic, he would be glaring daggers into the person and straight up talk shit about them to you, he would either act delusional if you question his speeches and actions towards the person or get mad that your "defending" them.

୨୧ He cant stand whenever you interact so intimately with another person, like hugging them or just playing around with them, it should be him not them, they dont deserve it, they dont deserve you.

୨୧ "Cmon babe, you didnt really mean to leave me! i just know that!"

[youngstarfishphilosopher]

QUILTS AND STORIES

(PLATONIC) GOTHAM JERVIS TETCH X CHILD READER PT.2

" Bunny bunny bunny, your ears are funny: they're too big for you.

Bunny bunny bunny, though you're funny, everyone loves you."

Summary: After rescuing you from a failed escape attempt, Jervis reads you a bedtime story.

WARNINGS ⚠️: DARK FIC, YANDERE THEMES, HYPNOTISM, DELUSIONAL BEHAVIOR, IMPLIED PEDOPHILIA ( Not from Jervis), MURDER, GORE, SICKLY SWEET JERVIS

This story has a scene showing a description of blunt-force murder. Viewer discretion is advised

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An: Gotham Jervis pt.2-Electric Boogaloo

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It had been about a week and a half since you had been kidnapped by your next-door neighboor: Taken away from your family and to who knows where.

You weren't allowed to go outside. The only way would be if you snuck out.

You had done it successfully once before, and only once. And never agian since it didn't turn out well for you when you did.

It was dark when it happened, late at night. You were all alone and still in your new Pjs that Jervis had gotten you.

You were in an unfamiliar part of Gotham. A place that was known to be uch more dangerous than the area you lived in.You knew Jervis would be back home any second, so you ran to find someplace you could hide.

And just in time, too.

Not even a minute after you had hid behind a corner, you saw a van pull up to where your neighbor had been keeping you.

Jervis was expecting you to be in your new bed that you had been staying in. And why wouldn't he? It's what you had been instructed to do, and you had been following his instructions all week.

As you watched Jervis walk inside with a few of his goons, you waited for a moment to make sure they were gone. Then, you quickly hurried down the nearest ally.

This was a bad idea.

" Why Heya there, kid . . ." You froze as a figure walked out of the darkness. He was a rather tall and big man you had never met before. " You lost or something? I can help you. "

The man didn't seem at all friendly; a crooked smile holding malicious intent. " N-no," you blurt out. " I'm good . . . thanks."

You hoped the man would leave it at that: Leave you alone and be on your way.But as you tried walking past him, he roughly grabbed your arm, making you back towards him.

" Aww, cmon kid. Don't leave me hanging." The man chuckled out. " Let's go to my place, yeah? We can play games: have some fun!"

" NO!" You yelled out. You were terrified now: eyes swelling with tears asylum tried to free yourself from the man's iorn grip. You honestly didn't care if Jervis could hear you. You needed to get away from this creep. " L-LET GO! LET GO OF ME!"

" Excuse me, my friend, but just what do you think you're doing?"

You stopped struggling when you heard it: the ticking of a silver pocket watch. The man looked away from you, annoyed as he turned to see who was talking to him.

And there Jervis Tetch stood with his nice clothes and fancy tophat. His silver watch was swinging back and forth as he stared into the eyes of the man who was harrasing you.

" Hey!" The man spat out. "Mind your own business, ya fancy freak!"

Jervis had a smile on his face, but he wasn't happy; far from it, actually.

If you looked closer enough into his dark eyes and strained smile, you would be able to see the burning rage and murderous intent running all throughout his body. It didn't matter if this man let you go willingly or not.

No.

This man was about to die.

And you were going to see every single moment of it.

" Actually, this is my business. You see, you are currently touching my child. So I would appreciate it if you let them go." Jervis requested. Although it wasn't a request and more of a demand.

" Hah! And why . . . Would . . . Do . . ."

Jervis just kept on smiling as he swung his watch " Tick,tock, tick,tock. Just keep your eyes on the clock. . ."

The man was stiff as a boar now, standing up straight and not moving a muscle. " Now then, my friend, I will ask agian: Please do be polite and let go of my child."

This time, the man obliged, letting go of you. You fell down to the floor with a thud. Looking back up, you could see the eyes of Jervis piercing into you.

" Bunny." Jervis said sternly. " Come here."

You sat there, frozen for a moment, as you quickly tried to think of what to do. Maybe you could run?

" Y/N!" Jervis snapped. The slight raising of his voice made you flinch.

Jervis quickly calmed himself down. "My dear . . . I told you to come here. . . "

Taking the hint, you quickly got your trembling body off the ground and made your way over to him. Quietly dreading whatever was about to happen.

When you got there , he quickly grabbed you and hugged you tightly. You let out a small squeak as he did so.

" Everything is okay now, bunny," Jervis cooed. His voice sounded almost sickly sweet. " Papa's got you."

Using both of his hands, he gently cupped your face, lifting it up to reveal your puffy little eyes and cheeks.

" Did the bad man hurt you bunny?" He asked. Nervously, you gave him a small nod.

He pressed his lips together and made a little humming noise " Well that just will not do. . . "

Ungrasping your face, he gently bent down to reach your level. Grabbing your left shoulder with his left hand and your chin with his right: Forcing you to face the stranger who had tried to take you.

" Now, my friend, please do not stall. . ."

Jervis' smile was fully back now. But this time, it was full of bludlust. Pure and utter bloodlist: Obsession and Possesvie instincts.

" Bash your head in agianst that wall."

Doing as he was commanded, you let out a chilling shreik as you watched the man walk up to the brick wall of the allyway before chucking his head agians the bricks.

Then Agian, and agian.

His head became more mutilated by the sceond. Before toppling over into a bloody, bashed-in mess.

You sobbed as it happened. You tried to pull away from Jervis.

To run.

But his grip was much too strong on you.

Jervis, in the meanwhile, tried soothing you with little shushing noise in your year. "It's okay, bunny. It's okay. He deserves this, just keep watching . . ."

After it was all over, you were a trembling, sobbing mess.

You were much more scared of Jervis Tetch than ever now. Because if he could simply hypnotize and make a man brutally murder himself, the just what on earth could he hypnotize you into doing?

Was he going to make you brutally murder yourself as well?

You looked at the corpse with tears trickling down your eyes. The man was basically unrecognizable now: A body with erupting brains, blood, and bone from the top of it.

" See bunny . . I'm never going to let them take you ."

Thought the words were supposed to be comforting. They were anything but. Jervis then gently placed a kiss on your forehead before picking you up.

You let out a trail of frail little 'no's, but he just shushes you. " It's okay, bunny. I know, I know. You must be so tired, my dear. Let's get you back home. "

Immediately, your heart dropped. You knew that you were going to just his home: Not your home.

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Jervis kept you in his arms as he walked towards your bedroom. Making his way to the door, he opened it and stepped inside.

It almost felt magical and surreal there. Like it was something out of a fairytale.

Walking over to your bed. He lifted the covers with one of his hands before gently placing you gown and tucking you in underneath a soft, warm quilt.

" Im sure a story will put you right back to bed." Jervis states in confidence. " How does that sound?"

You just give him a little 'ok'.

Although you hated in there, a small, tiny part of your body wanted to admit just how soft and comfy the bed was. And there was no doubt that Tetch had been spoiling you.

But the much more rational ( and louder) side of you kept making you remeber: This man is a literal supervillain who hypnotized and kidnapped you, took you away from your family, and literally just killed a man in front of you.

As you were in your thoughts. Jervis grabbed the copy of Alice and Wonderland with a caterpillar bookmark from your bedside table.Sitting down on the big bed beside you, he pulled you in closer before opening the book and taking the bookmark out.

" Now let's seeeee. . . Ah! Here we are. Alice was . . ."

You didn't listen. Not this time, anyway.

You were much more focused on the fact you might just not survive, let alone escape the phycotic, obsessive eyes of your neighbor.

[cloroxcasser0le]

rambling about tadc 4 for a long time

• “ur wasting ur time raggy~” I’m Jax and I’m ready to fuck I’m coming in deep like a semitruuuuck!!!!1! But seriously why did he call her that that’s flirting behavior bunnydoll canon

• man why’d you hit her in the face. Okay u didn’t mean to but RAG did not help her she was just like “u alright???” OBVIOUSLY NOT FAGGOH!!!!! SHE GOT HIT IN THE FACE WITH A BASEBALL!!!! Ragatha’s trying her best but cmon man you could do better. This is NOT selling the people pleasing persona gurly

•Zoble helped giggle 🌝😻😻😻 ❤️❤️❤️⚔️

Off topic rag and jack argue like an old married couple and Jax is like super hot while doing it that’s like so queer (gay) of you because you are clearly a butch lesbian

zooble Gives gangle EVIL mask

”that’s good, right?” NO ITS THE EVIL MASK ZOOBLE TAKE IT FROM HER NOWWWWW!!!!!

“❤️thank you Zooble❤️” DAWWW THEY LAVA EACHOTHER!!!!!

JAX YOU CANT JUST BURST IN THERE AND CALL POMNI A UNICORN AND BE SEXY!!!

JAX ❤️❤️❤️❤️ why does he stand like that thats GAY behavior GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY

Caine should use the curse of the violent psychopath butcher so the butcher can cut Jax up and cook him into that German rabbit stew and then I can munch and crunch on

SCARY HUMAN MEAT more like scary Jax meat because chop chop chop swing swing swing

I love jax

“can we like chill with the horror” no we cannot because Caine thinks you like the horror he’s like an algorithm even if it’s negative interaction an interaction is an interaction so he’s like they LOVEEEE horror guys!!!! So he’s gonna give you nothing but horror you HAVE to ignore the horror my liege

speaking of why is Jax standing like a twink if he’s straight my whole life is a lie

“you thought I would like that?” Wel yeah because Jax got tied up obviously??? Youd throw corn at him and it would be so fun zobble

im sorry they’re being so mean to you Caine bb anyway you should like 10000% make that adventure where Jax can’t talk it would be so so fun for ME because Jax would be mad and maybe abstract because he has not been able to cause mischief for a whole 3 adventures my poor boy that’s his coping mechanism :(

Did the wall just try and piss on him? the amazing FREAKY circus???

”who wrote that?” If it makes you mad I did. Now maul me to death boyo

Hahah why do you and Caine share a tongu bubble are you guys like the same ai

you can shut up now!!!! Uhhhhh that’s so scary he can be mean to them Cainey poo can you please make Jax and pain married

JAX WHY!!!!! But gangle why didn’t you help her like why is she so focused on getting back at Jax like you’re clearly not focused on helping anyone except yourself

zooble houre such an idiot even tho it’s a spatula is still ur hand. Idiot

Jax has hair hot sexy

STUPID BURGER. Give it to Jax it would be so so cute he’d be like all silly and cute and I would extra make out with him. Also he’d be so emotional like me Fr Fr and it’d be super fun if we could be married

“Caine’s not gonna do anything malicious” but he will to you because you are a homosexual and gay.

unrelated but Caine will probably do something mean to Jax the foreshadowing says so. PUNISHMENY for him. MALICIOUS NO. And he is saying it. Bad thing happening to him due to gangle who requested a bad thing gangle= has power it would make sense please please Caine do something mean to him

“I wish someone would flirt with me” I VOLUNTEER

im gonna drown Jax in that cereal

awwwwwwww the Gloink Queen is such a goood mom and Ragatha likes that and is super duper awesome and cute they should kiss

pomni and Gummigoo should also kiss

THATS MY FAVORITE SCENE TIME

a biohazard crew should take care of your TEETH Mister!!!!!

He looks so scared omggggg no my boy my boy no please gangle apologize NOW.

THEY GRABBED HIM AND THEYRE ABOUT TO TORTURE HIM BUT HES WORRIED ABOUT PEOPLE SEEING THIS??? OBVIOUSLY TV GANGLE CAN NOW SPEAK TO ME BOY ARE THEY SQUEEZING YOUR NOODLE ARMS TOO HARD??????

oh god I knew this was going to happen. Mostly because I’ve watched this episode one billion times

AGAINNN HE LOOKS SO SCARED. HE IS SCARED. Every episode gets progressively worse for this boyo just imagine how episode 6 is gonna be they’re gonna make him abstract or some shit and they’re gonna hit him with the baseball bat and make him concussion in episode 5 Me boy.

tagatha incompetent

grunch

anyway I’m done for today that’s my rambles

[sleepyhead0720]

One shot for a jealous fem!s/o of Zoro, maybe he’s being really close to someone and she just like clings onto him like a cat and glares at the person silently

Sure! I hope you enjoy and have a great day<3

Masterlist

Jealous? Me?

You huffed as you leaned against the table

Zoro was talking to the female bartender, which she was obviously flirting with him

In any normal situation he’d immediately tell her to back of and how he had a girlfriend but this time he was a little tipsy and he kinda wanted some free drinks so he just kinda went along with it

“Jealous?”

“Jealous? Me?”

Nami chuckled as you tried to deny it

Though it was obvious considering you couldn’t stop glaring their direction

“If you really don’t like you should go tell her yourself,”

You thought for a moment

That actually wasn’t a bad idea

You got up and started to walk over them

“Hey babe! Watcha doin’?

You said casually sitting next to him and leaning against his shoulder

The bartender seemed to be taken back by your actions

You smirked slightly

“Nothing much, you want a drink?”

“Sure! Can I have the same one your drinking?”

You pointed at the glass as you looked at the bartender with an innocent look

“Uhm, sorry but that was the last one.”

She turned to Zoro and continued the conversation she had with him

You were starting to get annoyed on how she didn’t back off

You started to get up to which the bartender smirked thinking you were going to leave

But then you sat straight on zoros lap which caused him to immediately wrap his arms around you

He wasn’t really into pda but he was already a little drunk so this behavior didn’t really surprise you, even though he was drunk he still couldn’t get the blush on his face to go away

You leaned against his chest as you silently glared at the bartender who was still trying to flirt with Zoro

He leaned towards your ear to whisper something to you,

“Whats up with you today? Don’t tell me your that jealous of her���”

You hummed softly and placed to ur head on his neck

He chuckled

“Sorry miss but it looks like I have to go now”

She nodded and began to clean up the area a little too aggressively which caused a small giggle to escape you

Zoro tapped you lightly

“Cmon, let’s’ go”

You got off of his lap as the both of you started walking towards the exit

“Oi luffy! We’re going to the ship early”

Luffy, who was too busy eating only nodded to Zoro

You turned towards the bartender as you leaned slightly against Zoro

She seemed to scoff as she began cleaning the area

You smiled

“Did you really have to do that?”

“If you kept acting like that you know I would eventually”

He smirked as the two of you climbed up to the merry

“You idiot”

“But im YOUR idiot”

“And it’ll stay that way”

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[wonysugar]

can i ask why you write porn about these real life women? do you not realise you're the same as ince! men who sexualise female idols? like, do you genuinely believe you're any different from them? what possesses you to write pornography about these women, do you not consider their mental well-being, or their feelings even? no empathy? i'm genuinely asking

hi anon :]

sorry to potentially come off as being rude or anything of the sorts, but i do think that it is NOT that deep..😭

first off, they’re celebrities! look at any other famous person girl they could not care less.. they expect literally everything from the public, they are not as preoccupied by it as much as you seemingly are! at the end of the day, they’re successful and get paid. yet again, i could be completely wrong and if an idol genuinely and openly expresses discomfort towards it then yeah of COURSE i’m not going to write about them are you joking… plus they know that fans thirst over them, some of them even thrive off of it like cmon..! if anything, they probably find it funny I MEAN I KNOW I WOULD??

also! it is necessary for you to know that this is FICTION!! everything i write on here literally comes straight out of my ass like i’m obviously not gonna encourage any of this behavior towards the idol in real life hello.. i hope you know that this is simply for entertainment and truly none of it is real..😭

lastly, you probably had to search up certain tags to find my account, we all wonder how you ended up here! you definitely didn’t come across my account by simply scrolling.. idk basically calling someone a degenerate through a screen only to turn out to be reading the same things that they write is nawt a good lookkk but what do i know!

[jazzmasternot]

What kind of liquor everyone at the hotel drinks

This is a continuation of @hazelfoureyes’s post abt what kind of drunk everyone is.

My credentials for this that I’m a bartender and work in both restaurants and nightlife so I’ve served all kinds of ppl and Ik what customers want before they even order.

Alastor

So we know this man likes rye and I stonefly believe that he would drink either uncle nearest or makers mark. I mean cmon have you seen the bottle for makers mark it even fits his aesthetic. And yes he will smoke a fat cigar with it too.

Lucifer

Yeah this man drinks wine and is real pretentious about it too, he just gives off mega wine drunk type energy. Like will try to tell you all about how this wine is special because you can taste the hints of sandal wood and how it has a appley after taste even tho no one cares. Also the kind of person to say “I’m just gonna have one glass” then boom the entire bottle is empty.

Angel dust

He drinks vodka you can’t tell me otherwise, he’ll drink tequila when he really wants to turn up but it’s mainly vodka. His favorite is a vodka Martini with little (none) vernouth, so just shaken vodka in a martini glass and yes he can tell if you didn’t shake it. His favorite is highway vodka yk the one that’s made with weed and gets you a lil high aswell.

Husk

Another whiskey drinker everyone, I mean he even says it in the show, straight from the bottle no less. It’s probably either jack Daniel’s or Hennessy doesn’t care much about the quality like Alastor does. No rocks glass no ice cube straight up room temp (yuck). Every once in a while he’ll drink jägermeister if he’s feeling particularly devious that night.

Charlie

Listen don’t ever give her straight liquor, bc she will drink it if ppl cheer her on enough and then immediately throw it up, so everyone’s learned their lesson with her. The closest she’d be able to do without dying instantly is the deep eddy Lemmon/grapefruit. Just give her a Bellini or a margarita, also I feel like she’d love lemon drops.

Vaggie

Beer drinker I don’t know why but she gives off a beer girly kinda vibe that makes husks job so much easier. I feel like she’d like the cream and amber ales too. She’d only drink it on draft though no cans or bottles she thinks it ruins the flavor (she’s not wrong) but most ppl don’t understand that. When she’s not drinking beer it’s vodka crans and seabreazes with Tito’s all they and it’s definitely not bc those are the only two cocktail names she knows.

Nifty

Straight tequila no mixer no chaser not even dressed or chilled, right down the hatch bc she likes it when the alcohol just burns on the way down. YAY PAIN! Fun fact tequila isn’t a depressant which is why you start actin crazy when you drink it, and we all saw how she was acting in episode 6 classic tequila drunk behavior.

[peachyfuck18]

im not trying to harass you. im trying to explain to you that what you are doing is harmful and not only to him in particular

regardless of this specific situation, An alter is not going to be 1:1 to their source. because they arent a character, they are a person. it’s important that you know that.

i will say again that im also not really his friend, im barely an acquaintance. Im just someone trying to set facts straight and receive new facts when provided

Here’s an idea; instead of trying to excuse your besties behavior with how “they can’t help it!” With DID on how their a proshipper and over all a very dangerous person to be around villainizing DID more and helping make even more people villainize and be ableist to them maybe here me out you dumb spineless brainless bitch;

YOU

MAKE

THEM

TAAAAKE

ACCOUNTABILITY!!!!

Don’t worry I put it in big letters since I can tell from my previous responses you can’t read but don’t worry you’re just proving what you’re most proud of! And I got some questions to ask;

Do you feel proud of yourself for helping villainize those with DID and helping even more ableist statements against them and how this will harm them even more just to d ride your buddy who will never pick you in a million years?

Are you proud of the fact that now that everyone knows you’re a trans man who also supports proshipping you proved to everyone trans men can be just as dangerous and toxic as cis men and helping put even more trans lives in danger?

Oh but I guess I know what you’re most proud of?

You’re super proud that you’re so insecure and spineless you have to harass people who rightfully call your buddy out on actual problematic shit that you help villainize DID even more and by doing so many people will associate DID with @seriousandclean putting even more ableist hate crimes against them! And you’re also super proud that you’re an incel with no life who happens to be a trans man and by being and acting like an incel you help prove that even trans men are just as dangerous and toxic as cis men and can’t be trusted and so you just put the whole trans community in danger!

So clap everybody!

Come on clap along since you started this!

Cmon Clap!

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Ç̷̨̧̨̛̙̥̮̯̻̼̳̹͎̣͔̤̻͚̜̦͖̳͍̝͉̯̣͚͕͇̯̻͖͇̮͚͙̞̪̹̠̺̱̱͙̗̗̜͙̲͕̥̙̘̘̬͈̦͉̮̤̙̰͕̙͉̪̪̮͎̤̘͍͍̘̀̅̐̃̑̇̋͒̑̂́͂̈́̃͊̇̐̆̾͑͒̄̄̓̓́̇̿̾͂͆̍̅́͆͌̋̈͗̑̄̈̓̊͛̂̐͑̀̾̈͗̉̈́́̎̐̓̅͆̌̎̄̿͌̆̍̋̔̌̈́͑͊̆̅̅̂͑̎̽́̈͑̀̕͘͘̚̕̕̕͜͜͠͝͝ͅL̵̡̢̨̡̡̢̢̡̛̛̛̛̛̛̬̰̪̩̗̩͓̲͖͚̰̰̺̤̝̯̹̪̪̩̦̖̯̙̟͖͙̟̩̮̟̪͕̦̗̼̜̘͎͉͉̟̽́͒͌͒̋́͊͊̓͒̃̿̀̐̿̊̌̆̽́̃̊͊́̏͐̋̒͆̆̏͆̌́̽̀̒͊̀̀̇̉͋̉͆͑̓̓̇̂̈͆̃́́̐͊͋͌̏͂̊̉̇̾̋̐̆̾́̔͌̀̈́͆͑͂̈́̔́̀͐̂̀͊̎̆͋͛́͛͌͂̂̄̌̌̂͊͌̑͑̃̎̍͊͂̏͋̿̌͋̋̚͘̕̕̕̕̕͘͘͘̚͘͘̕͘͜͠͝͝͝͠Ą̴̧̧̧̨̨͎̭̜͉̹̩̦̘̮͓̝̺̤̩̲͇̯̙̘̺̭̯͓̩̖̣̣͓͎̹̺͕͖̰͙̤̞̩͇̺̥͕̱̖̠̳̩̯͉̣͔͎̤̠̞̮̫̦̗̟̠͖̱̤̥̳͉͎̭̹̯̬̖̜̙̼̮̻̼͕̼̫̻̞͓͇̯͍͎̤͖̠̳̘͓͎̗͙̺̞̻͖̠̫̹̙̩̬͓͆̔̆͒̀̈́͑̋̑̈̚͘͜͜͜ͅͅͅP̴̧̛̛̛̛̜̙̤͖̫̳̠̭̤̯̩̭̳̘̣̟̘̺̰̱͍͓̖̻͓͓̳̯̝̼̼̞͍̫̦̹̺͓͈̘̩͉̹̤̹̯̳̗͈̬̜̐͛̾̈́̏͆͑̈́̈́̎̄̍́̾̍̀̌̋̒͑̈́́̈́́̊̇͐̀̆̾͂̍̽͌́̾̊͐̿̐́̓͐͋̾̀̍͋͐̀̎̐͋̐̿͒̈́͆̏̆̆̐̇̇̋̅̎̀̇̈̒̐̈́͋̀̽̊͒̈͒͗̽̿̏̓͐̇͋̋͊͂̍̄̊̋̈́̀́́͐̂̚̚͘͘͘̚̚̚̕͜͝͝͠͝͠͠͝͠͠͝͠͝͠͠ͅ ! Ç̷̨̧̨̛̙̥̮̯̻̼̳̹͎̣͔̤̻͚̜̦͖̳͍̝͉̯̣͚͕͇̯̻͖͇̮͚͙̞̪̹̠̺̱̱͙̗̗̜͙̲͕̥̙̘̘̬͈̦͉̮̤̙̰͕̙͉̪̪̮͎̤̘͍͍̘̀̅̐̃̑̇̋͒̑̂́͂̈́̃͊̇̐̆̾͑͒̄̄̓̓́̇̿̾͂͆̍̅́͆͌̋̈͗̑̄̈̓̊͛̂̐͑̀̾̈͗̉̈́́̎̐̓̅͆̌̎̄̿͌̆̍̋̔̌̈́͑͊̆̅̅̂͑̎̽́̈͑̀̕͘͘̚̕̕̕͜͜͠͝͝ͅL̵̡̢̨̡̡̢̢̡̛̛̛̛̛̛̬̰̪̩̗̩͓̲͖͚̰̰̺̤̝̯̹̪̪̩̦̖̯̙̟͖͙̟̩̮̟̪͕̦̗̼̜̘͎͉͉̟̽́͒͌͒̋́͊͊̓͒̃̿̀̐̿̊̌̆̽́̃̊͊́̏͐̋̒͆̆̏͆̌́̽̀̒͊̀̀̇̉͋̉͆͑̓̓̇̂̈͆̃́́̐͊͋͌̏͂̊̉̇̾̋̐̆̾́̔͌̀̈́͆͑͂̈́̔́̀͐̂̀͊̎̆͋͛́͛͌͂̂̄̌̌̂͊͌̑͑̃̎̍͊͂̏͋̿̌͋̋̚͘̕̕̕̕̕͘͘͘̚͘͘̕͘͜͠͝͝͝͠Ą̴̧̧̧̨̨͎̭̜͉̹̩̦̘̮͓̝̺̤̩̲͇̯̙̘̺̭̯͓̩̖̣̣͓͎̹̺͕͖̰͙̤̞̩͇̺̥͕̱̖̠̳̩̯͉̣͔͎̤̠̞̮̫̦̗̟̠͖̱̤̥̳͉͎̭̹̯̬̖̜̙̼̮̻̼͕̼̫̻̞͓͇̯͍͎̤͖̠̳̘͓͎̗͙̺̞̻͖̠̫̹̙̩̬͓͆̔̆͒̀̈́͑̋̑̈̚͘͜͜͜ͅͅͅP̴̧̛̛̛̛̜̙̤͖̫̳̠̭̤̯̩̭̳̘̣̟̘̺̰̱͍͓̖̻͓͓̳̯̝̼̼̞͍̫̦̹̺͓͈̘̩͉̹̤̹̯̳̗͈̬̜̐͛̾̈́̏͆͑̈́̈́̎̄̍́̾̍̀̌̋̒͑̈́́̈́́̊̇͐̀̆̾͂̍̽͌́̾̊͐̿̐́̓͐͋̾̀̍͋͐̀̎̐͋̐̿͒̈́͆̏̆̆̐̇̇̋̅̎̀̇̈̒̐̈́͋̀̽̊͒̈͒͗̽̿̏̓͐̇͋̋͊͂̍̄̊̋̈́̀́́͐̂̚̚͘͘͘̚̚̚̕͜͝͝͠͝͠͠͝͠͠͝͠͝͠͠ͅ! Ç̷̨̧̨̛̙̥̮̯̻̼̳̹͎̣͔̤̻͚̜̦͖̳͍̝͉̯̣͚͕͇̯̻͖͇̮͚͙̞̪̹̠̺̱̱͙̗̗̜͙̲͕̥̙̘̘̬͈̦͉̮̤̙̰͕̙͉̪̪̮͎̤̘͍͍̘̀̅̐̃̑̇̋͒̑̂́͂̈́̃͊̇̐̆̾͑͒̄̄̓̓́̇̿̾͂͆̍̅́͆͌̋̈͗̑̄̈̓̊͛̂̐͑̀̾̈͗̉̈́́̎̐̓̅͆̌̎̄̿͌̆̍̋̔̌̈́͑͊̆̅̅̂͑̎̽́̈͑̀̕͘͘̚̕̕̕͜͜͠͝͝ͅL̵̡̢̨̡̡̢̢̡̛̛̛̛̛̛̬̰̪̩̗̩͓̲͖͚̰̰̺̤̝̯̹̪̪̩̦̖̯̙̟͖͙̟̩̮̟̪͕̦̗̼̜̘͎͉͉̟̽́͒͌͒̋́͊͊̓͒̃̿̀̐̿̊̌̆̽́̃̊͊́̏͐̋̒͆̆̏͆̌́̽̀̒͊̀̀̇̉͋̉͆͑̓̓̇̂̈͆̃́́̐͊͋͌̏͂̊̉̇̾̋̐̆̾́̔͌̀̈́͆͑͂̈́̔́̀͐̂̀͊̎̆͋͛́͛͌͂̂̄̌̌̂͊͌̑͑̃̎̍͊͂̏͋̿̌͋̋̚͘̕̕̕̕̕͘͘͘̚͘͘̕͘͜͠͝͝͝͠Ą̴̧̧̧̨̨͎̭̜͉̹̩̦̘̮͓̝̺̤̩̲͇̯̙̘̺̭̯͓̩̖̣̣͓͎̹̺͕͖̰͙̤̞̩͇̺̥͕̱̖̠̳̩̯͉̣͔͎̤̠̞̮̫̦̗̟̠͖̱̤̥̳͉͎̭̹̯̬̖̜̙̼̮̻̼͕̼̫̻̞͓͇̯͍͎̤͖̠̳̘͓͎̗͙̺̞̻͖̠̫̹̙̩̬͓͆̔̆͒̀̈́͑̋̑̈̚͘͜͜͜ͅͅͅP̴̧̛̛̛̛̜̙̤͖̫̳̠̭̤̯̩̭̳̘̣̟̘̺̰̱͍͓̖̻͓͓̳̯̝̼̼̞͍̫̦̹̺͓͈̘̩͉̹̤̹̯̳̗͈̬̜̐͛̾̈́̏͆͑̈́̈́̎̄̍́̾̍̀̌̋̒͑̈́́̈́́̊̇͐̀̆̾͂̍̽͌́̾̊͐̿̐́̓͐͋̾̀̍͋͐̀̎̐͋̐̿͒̈́͆̏̆̆̐̇̇̋̅̎̀̇̈̒̐̈́͋̀̽̊͒̈͒͗̽̿̏̓͐̇͋̋͊͂̍̄̊̋̈́̀́́͐̂̚̚͘͘͘̚̚̚̕͜͝͝͠͝͠͠͝͠͠͝͠͝͠͠ͅ!

[dialalagirl]

As much as i adore him, I'm glad im not that compatible with Kanato 💀

Like cmon this man would murder me on the spot. Despite my anxiety every fiber of my being screams passive aggressiveness when im not pleased with something, i don't say it outright most of the time but i make it painfully obvious. When I'm not getting along with someone, everything they do stands out to me in the worst ways possible and if they confront me about my behavior towards them, I will let them know exacrly what is bothering me about them without filter. All it takes is a but of courage to start speaking, once i do that I'll speak my mind without regret.

Now, with kanato that would probably be my worst mistake bc i DO NOT believe in this man when it comes to handling judgement 💀. He'd be the one crash out and destroy anything and everything around him, including people. See, this is another problem bc if i see them getting physical, trust me i will NOT be holding back lmao. From there on it's either gonna be a screaming contest or straight up murder.

When i think about him, i realize that I have a few similar traits and honestly i absolutely don't think he could stand it for an hour.

It's ok tho despite his toxicity I love this sweets devouring taxidermist with mommy issues <33

truer words never spoken

to love Kanato is to love death, for you are nothing more than a fragile, lifeless doll to be adorned and discarded at his whim. his affection merely binds you in a world where you are no longer human, but an object—his and only HIS object alone

his love is a perverse possession, where your every thought and breath belong to him. in surrendering to it, you lose yourself

make no mistake, he will dress you in sweetness, but only to strip away your will and autonomy, turning you into a mere plaything for his amusement

to love him is to willingly decay, to become something hollow, frozen in time, with no purpose but to exist for his cruel pleasure. in the end, you will become a doll, and death will be the only release from his grasp