#I mean I guess??? it’s a drabble hahahaha

[slashingdisneypasta]

Sorry, two more Grycho things that I completely forgot to add onto the original ask, and just remembered now so I'm putting them here XD

The first thing. I guess this could also just be two pals fucking around, but I'm still putting it here XD in your Wheezy x Y/N x Greasy drabble, it was mentioned that Greasy sings in the shower. I'm just imagining that when they get closer, Psycho will pop in when he hears Greasy singing and is like "Hey can you sing the-" "I'm not a radio, get out!"

(If this was Grycho, maybe Greasy would take Psychos requests-)

The second thing. There are stories of kids who grew up around LGBTQ people, and had no idea they were. Not homophobic or anything, the kids just didn't put two and two together. And I'm just imagining that's how Smartass' Daughter!Y/N finds out XD like I'm just imagining at some point, she and Ritchie get to talking about it somehow, and that's when she realized it.

Ritchie: *genuinely curious* Sooo... Is there something between you and your unkles?

Y/N: Huh? What do you mean?

Ritchie: You know, Greasy and Psycho? They're always together.

Y/N: "Yeah. They've always been close! They just like each other so much ^^

Y/N: They always sit next to each other at home, and when Greasy is gone for hours Psycho will jump onto him and won't let go. And they even sleep in the same room to-

Y/N: ...

Ritchie: ...

Y/N: ...

Ritchie: *trying so hard to hold back his laughter* Well, that explains a lot-

Y/N: Shut up!

(I'm on mobile so Ritchie can't be yellow XD)

Omg, I'm not your radio get out! XD I love that- he's not self conscious or anything he just wants the loony bastard out of his goddamn shower and to stop demanding things of him!!

And- hahahaha XDD Yesss!! XDD

[palettesofrenaissance]

Everything Is Fine - short drabble

Note: still thinking about that vampire!sarah wilson & familiar or human lover!bucky barnes from the list of ideas for additions to my horror au for marvel (as mentioned here) and, after seeing the invitation (2022), I got a thought “hey, what if vampire!sarah was a part of a matriarchal group of vampires?” which could serve as a preface to the vampire story, if you’d like. and so, this is what spurred from that thought:

Summary: Voicemail messages from one of the vampire group’s failed male employees.

If you read this, send words about what you think 💬💬

You have... Twenty-five new messages. First new message: Received on July fourth at 10:17 A.M.

“Hey. Made it to the new place. It’s... Fucking insane! I can’t believe they’re ‘needing’ someone here? I feel like I’m the one being treated. Was this even in the contract? I don't remember. It’s like a Playboy Mansion full of females! Well, that’s what that house is, right? Well, without the swimsuits and constant sex, and stuff. And no Playboy Bunny outfits. So, uh, yeah... You’d think they’d have everything they’d want. This place is like a fucking maze, too! The style is kind of weird—like a mix of some really old shit and new stuff.... I’d think you’d like it though.”

Next new message: Received on August tenth at 11:47 P.M.

“Calling you back. And to answer your texts... It’s... Kind of weird here, but the babes here are fucking hot! Every. Single. One. You’d feel like a king! I get anything if I sweet-talk them enough! And, everywhere I’m asked ‘how I’m adjusting’ and offered all types of shit all the time! Almost forgot I’m the one who’s supposed to be working here. I’m supposed to meet the ‘headmistress’ in charge sometime in the future, I guess...”

Next new message: Received on September twelfth at 1:58 A.M.

“I wasn’t able to get a picture of the headmistress this time either but believe me when I tell you this: The headmistress is Sexy. As. Fuck! They treat her like she’s some kind of queen or some shit. Kind of wish she didn’t dress like a grandma, you know? She’d be a lot cuter if she smiled... Hey, man... Aren’t headmistresses supposed to be, like, really old? The one here is around the same age as everyone here...”

Next new message: Received on September thirteenth at 10:31 A.M.

“This place is shit, I swear... I’m in town trying to reach you, dude, but service out here is shit too, apparently. They got me going on little shopping runs now, hahahahahaha! None of my texts are going through, either. I hate this medieval game of telephone. But to answer your question: she could be, like, the granddaughter or great-granddaughter, or whatever, of the original lady. I’ll ask one of the hotties about the headmistress. I’ll try and take pictures of the others. Trust me, dude, you’d want to save some for yourself. Hahahaha!!”

Next new message: Received on September twenty-seventh at 2:22 P.M.

“Well I’ve started that ‘job’ already, so you can shut up now, dude. Yup. They were going to put me to work sooner or later, and... I didn’t realize how much it was or how busy it’d be. Jesus Christ... [Mumbling.] I’m out in the town and everyone here is, like... I don’t know... There’s more guys here, that’s for sure. I mean, it’s nice being surrounded by women all the time, but it gets to be a point when it’s... Too much, you know? Plus... Dude, I swear to God... I hate this freaky dream last night where I could’ve sworn I saw one of those ladies watching me while I slept...”

Next new message: Received on October first at 1:50 A.M.

“Dude! Dude, something about this place ain’t right! I don’t know what it is, but, like... I don’t know how to describe it. I spoke with the other people who work here and they all gave me the cold shoulder. The one in charge wasn’t any help, either. None of them know what charm it. Some of the ladies here don’t understand it, either... Damn, I sound like I’m starting to go crazy. Forget it. Just, forget it. But, what I was saying: Everyone here gets a little too into Halloween.”

Next new message: Received on October second at 8:09 P.M.

“There’s some kind of party going on tonight. I think some distant guests are coming over, someone said. Something about some of them being relatives, I think, to some of the hot babes. You better hope some of your moves work; I’m trying them out tonight. Maybe I’ll get a chance to smash one! Maybe I will get an heir in nine months! Wish me luck!”

Next new message: Received on October third at 11:44 A.M.

“Remind me to never talk shit about any help again! There was a party, or something, last night and... We just finished cleaning up. I’m so fucking tired, man. I could sleep for, like, three days straight. The place’s been pretty quiet since, which is good... There was a lot of... A lot of, uh, stuff to clean up.... Holy shit, I’m still shaking... Hahah, everything’s fine, dude. Everything is fine. [Mumbling.] These people are insane...”

Next new message: Received on October third at 9:02 P.M.

“Call the cops! I knew something wasn’t right at this place! Call the—”

Next new message: Received on October fourth at 12:21 A.M.

“I swear to you, man! These people are some kind of fucked up!! There was this guy who, I guess, pissed one of the females off, and now he’s gone. Gone. Poof! Like he never fucking existed! I knew something was off here, and, I want to say they’re cannibals, but I need solid proof for the police. My camera still works, so that’s good.”

Next new message: Received on October fourth at 2:05 A.M.

“Now they want me to go into some cellar, man! If you don’t hear back from me, tell my story.”

Next new message: Received on October sixth at 7:16 P.M.

“My phone died. I’ll keep you updated, alright? Oh, before I forget: There was this one chick—who likes to hunt like she’s that Hunger Games bitch—got into talking about her trophy heads. I wasn’t really listening. But she had a couple jars of people hearts or some shit. That’s illegal, somewhere, right?”

Next message: Received on October seventh at 10:30 P.M.

[Three-minute conversation that is too distant to decipher.]

Next message: Received on October thirteenth at 10:53 P.M.

“Holy shit holy shit holy shit...! Fuck...! They’re... I was wrong, dude! They’re so much worse than cannibals!! Or, just as bad... Whatever!!”

Next message: Received on October sixteenth at 7:37 P.M.

“Hey, dude, uh...”

[Not too far away, another voice is heard: “Hey. Is everything going alright...?”]

“Yeah. Yeah, everything’s fine—”

Next message: Received on October twentieth at 12:39 A.M.

[Four minutes of indistinct conversation.]

Next new message: Received on October twenty-fourth at 10:41 at P.M.

[Two minutes of indistinct chatter.]

Next new message: Received on October twenty-fifth at 6:45 P.M.

“Did you get my video? I was finally able to get one on camera! Holy fuck, dude! That’s one of the ones I told you about: Sarah. I don’t know her last name—oh, wait! It was Watson... Sampson... Winston... Wilson! Her last name’s Wilson! See if, like, when or where she was born. I don’t know. Maybe there’s some kind of weakness—like knowing her full name or something personal about her.”

Next new message: Received on October twenty-eighteenth at 11:50 P.M.

“Dude, none of my texts are going through again. Just know there’s another party happening in two days.”

Next new message: Received on October thirtieth at 1:22 A.M.

“You’re my only lifeline, dude! I’m literally begging you, dude. Call somebody! The address to this place is—”

Next new message: Received on October thirtieth at 2:02 A.M.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck... That fucking headmistress is here again, and she’s gone hysterical! The bitch is crazy! All the females are psycho!”

Next new message: Received on October thirtieth at 2:53 A.M.

“Holy fuck, I think I’m going to die here, man! I don’t know if you’re even going to get this... Can’t believe I’m going to be killed by some psychotic, crazy vampire bitches, man! I don’t want to go down like this! I don’t deserve this!”

Next new message: Received on October thirtieth at 3:03 A.M.

“Stay away!! Get away from me, you psycho bitch!! [Shrieks.]”

Next new message: Received on October thirtieth at 3:37 A.M.

[Five minutes of silence and muffled breathing.]

Last new message: Received October thirtieth at 4:44 A.M.

[A terrified, male scream that is abruptly cut off, followed by the cellphone falling to the floor. Footsteps are heard over the voicemail recording until the recording time runs out.]

[just-some-random-blogger]

hello, modern!daemon nonnie's part 2 again (I'M SORRY) HFLDHNH i knew you'd written it unknowingly but outwitted?? i'm flattered. i'm just used to notice things like this. and i didn't mean that her office is literally shitty! when i was writing it i was like 'stop?? it's a museum it's not shitty.. but i don't know how to describe it in english?? ok. shitty' i meant more like the contrast? this meaningful, intimate, magical moment in JUST a PLAIN office? lovely. by 'waiting wife' i meant like more of the person who won't be able to feel the same for him? like darling you're a pretty boy but we have a dragon in tears who waits to be tamed ;) andand the spoiler? it's not that big of a spoiler, tbh? you've mentioned in the 'Never Before' that reader had met aemond as a child. but i love getting spoilers! really. i either forget them or they just don't affect my impression. and i love learning things about the process of the writing like you've mentioned about iron ring! it's always so interesting to know more about whatever you see in the end. i love crying over fanfics too! so yes, go on pls 'they really just want to be with each other so so so bad.' lovei, i hope it doesn't mean anything bad... i need to cry out of happiness too, you know.... so if you approve... (coming alive to destroy the world) hope you'll like it) i'm glad you didn't cut the story!! it feels so whole and complete. you've made a really good job! i'm still veryvery proud of you! i know about fanfiction but one shot? drabble? i don't know what is what so i'm like um-ah fic? i'm not as worried about mistakes as i was like...last year... but i still read your answer and realise i've typed 'then' instead of 'them' and so on... you'll never know what hour is ungodly for me bc i live in another timezone, i guess) but you can come to my house whatever hour you like! coffee or tea? overall, i'm glad i like your fic too) and thank you sm for answering me!! hope you're not annoyed with these ones. i just like talking to you ig. so!! waiting for the part 3, sending you all my love and breath and tears!! stay hydrated, eat well, sleep tight and don't overwork yourself!! love you! take care! <з (fanfact. as i always type 'fell' instead of 'feel', i tend to type 'tace kare' confusing 'c' and 'k'. like my brain goes absolutely blank when i need to choose a letter so a pick a random one out of these 2 TT)

HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IM GLAD YOUR BACK SO SOON FOR THE SECOND PART HAHAHAHA I GOT SO EXCITED WHEN I SAW MY INBOX NOTIF WHILE STILL REPLYING TO YOUR FIRST ONE LOL AHHAHAHHA

ANOTHER LOVE LETTER!!!

FIRST OF ALL why are you saying sorry 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬😡😡😡 taKE THAT BACK DO NOT APOLOGIZE FOR SOMETHING THAT ISNT EVEN BAD YOU CAN TAKE UP SPACE YOU CAN SPEAK WHO CARES IF OUTSIDE ONLOOKERS THINK YOURE ANNOYING THEYRE DUMB I DONT THINK YOURE ANNOYING TAKE THAT SORRY BACK RIGHT NOW 👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹

also you like me FR FR FR FR i also have a sending inbox anxiousness T_T which is why i rarely do so, but i always think about how I dont find it annoying so why would THEY think that??? alas i am still working on taking up space too FUCK ANXIOUSNESS IT BELONGS IN THE TRASSSSHSHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

anyway

i knew you'd written it unknowingly but outwitted?? i'm flattered. i'm just used to notice things like this. and i didn't mean that her office is literally shitty! when i was writing it i was like 'stop?? it's a museum it's not shitty.. but i don't know how to describe it in english?? ok. shitty' i meant more like the contrast? this meaningful, intimate, magical moment in JUST a PLAIN office? lovely.

DYING OF LAUGHTER HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA yes yes you totally outwitted me with that be 100% flattered the fact youre a genius and caught onto that makes me more so a genius and i think slay i think yas i think thats what we deserve AHHAHA. ok HAHAH im glad you didnt mean her office is shitty AHHAH. but youre so right with using that word to express what you mean it really did give the juxtaposition you wanted to convey, albeit not very accurately hahahah i appreciate the clarification. i understand the struggle of thinking in another language and having to change it into english. i loses something along the way, so again i appreciate the effort. and so true getting married to the love of your life in an office is such a paradox ahahahah

by 'waiting wife' i meant like more of the person who won't be able to feel the same for him? like darling you're a pretty boy but we have a dragon in tears who waits to be tamed ;)

i seeeeee HAHHAHHA THIS IS SO FUNNY SAUR TRUE MY BABIES SO CUTE BUT SHE BEEN WAITING TWO THOUSAND YEARS FOR HIM GIRRRRRLLLLLL T_T also lol it actually not 2000 years probably 1800?? give or take but its so much easier to say 2000 so imma just keep saying that

andand the spoiler? it's not that big of a spoiler, tbh? you've mentioned in the 'Never Before' that reader had met aemond as a child. but i love getting spoilers! really. i either forget them or they just don't affect my impression.

HAHHAHH SO TRUE YOU CAUGHT ME IM GIGGLING SO HARD I WAS TYPING THE SPOILER OUT then i thought, i already mentioned they met so this isnt too world changing HAHAAHH YOURE TOO BIG BRAINED I CANT AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I love/hate spoilers, sometimes i dont care, but other times i would rather not know because i want to enjoy the plot/plot twist in the moment when it happens

and i love learning things about the process of the writing like you've mentioned about iron ring! it's always so interesting to know more about whatever you see in the end.

T_T THATS SO SWEET AND NICE AND TOUCHING I ALSO LIKE LEARNING ABOUT THE PROCESS OF HOW SOMETHING CAME ABOUT WE BOTH TRULY SUCH INTELLECUTALS UGH! I WANT TO KEEP YOU IN MY POCKET

i love crying over fanfics too! so yes, go on pls 'they really just want to be with each other so so so bad.' lovei, i hope it doesn't mean anything bad... i need to cry out of happiness too, you know.... so if you approve... (coming alive to destroy the world) hope you'll like it)

I LOVE CRYING OVER FICS!! lets cry together sLAY!!! actually my teacher said crying once/twice a week is healthy for your eyes 😴 it flushes out the dirt but the only thing i hate about crying is when i cry i CRY i cant just like ~cry i CRYYYYYYY then my eyes get super puffy the next day (putting a cold spoon on your eyes help but please i cannot be bothered to go through that) it doesnt mean anything bad. like i say its better than aCTUALLY DOING SOMETHING BAD LIKE A CRIME OR DRUGS OR SMTH so shhh let's just enjoy our evil meow meow and YES COME ALIVE TO DESTROY THE WORLD WITH ME

i'm glad you didn't cut the story!! it feels so whole and complete. you've made a really good job! i'm still veryvery proud of you!

same im glad i didn't too!!! it does feel so much better like this because thats how i intended and saw that fic to be in the first place. I TAKE ALL YOUR COMPLIMENTS LIKE CHOCOLATE THANK YOU MY LOVE I LOVE HEAD PATS AND HUGS AND WORDS OF AFFIRMATION IM LUV U SO MUCH

i know about fanfiction but one shot? drabble? i don't know what is what so i'm like um-ah fic?

aHHH OK fanfiction is like the general umbrella term!!! its basically any work of fiction made for an existing story. one shot is for a fic thats only meant to be one chapter, thus one shot. it's not meant to be continued (which is why as a prominently one shot writer, i am very apprehensive for part twos) a drabble is basically a short fic, normally i think around 100-500 words??? a drabble can be a one shot, if its short enough. ashflashfsa i hope that made sense and that im right with my explanations. i highly suggest searching in case you wanna quote me T_T and i might be wrong lol

i'm not as worried about mistakes as i was like...last year... but i still read your answer and realise i've typed 'then' instead of 'them' and so on...

thats fine. i do that too. IM SO GLAD YOU ARENT AS WORRIED ABOUT MISTAKES!!! PROGRESS IS PROGRESS AND I THINK SLAY. i think as long as people get the essence of what you want to say, they really dont care about grammar mistakes. its fine!!!!!!!!!!!! but i feel you i cringe whenever i see a grammar mistake but lol when im not writing fanfics i kinda dont care AHHHAHH

you'll never know what hour is ungodly for me bc i live in another timezone, i guess)

yes you do i figured. i'll never know but i hope you still sleep RIGHT i will be so sad if you dont ):<

but you can come to my house whatever hour you like! coffee or tea? overall, i'm glad i like your fic too)

ok be there soon just gotta magic my way through the screen somehow. tea please! i love tea!!

and thank you sm for answering me!! hope you're not annoyed with these ones. i just like talking to you ig. so!!

IM NOT ANNOYED 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 I WILL ANSWER ALL YOUR ASKS 😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡 BECAUSE I LOVE YOU 👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹 I LIKE TALKING TO YOU TOO 👿👿👿👿👿👿👿 SO DONT SAY SORRY ABOUT SENDING LONG ASKS OR THINK IM ANNOYED BECAUSE IM NOT

waiting for the part 3, sending you all my love and breath and tears!! stay hydrated, eat well, sleep tight and don't overwork yourself!! love you! take care! <з

same im waiting for the inspo to strike so i can write it im still not sure what i want to do. i was hoping you would tell me about your thoughts for aemond or aegon here but T_T NO WHERE IN SIGHT. anyway its 10pm im so sleepy i love you good night bye. YOU BETTER DO THE SAME THINGS AS WELL BECAUSE UNLIKE YOU I AM A WELL ADJUSTED 🤪🤪🤪 HUMAN BEING HOLISTICALLY 😡 TAKE CARE OR ELSE GRRRRRR

im luv u

(fanfact. as i always type 'fell' instead of 'feel', i tend to type 'tace kare' confusing 'c' and 'k'. like my brain goes absolutely blank when i need to choose a letter so a pick a random one out of these 2 TT

omg ur like me for really i get confused with spellings too omg HAHAHAHH EXCEPT I DONT STAY UP TILL LATE HOURS OF THE NIGHT ok sometimes i do BUT NOT OFTEN COS SLEEP IS IMPORTANT IM GONNA WRECK IT TAKE CARE I SAID OR ELSE

xxx

[cherry-colored-petals]

I FRICKING KNEW IT I KNEW IT WAS YOU HAHAHAHAH JERK I FINALLY GUESSED ONE THING RIGHT!!!!!!!! YOUR PEN PAL NAME SCREAMS ALBEDO, TOO BAD I'M A GREMLIN SO YOU'LL HAVE TO EXCHANGE WITH ESTHER IN THIS ONE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH–

HAHAHA YEAHHH IT WAS ME LMFAO HIIII

Anyways, I think I'm good not trading Wanderer considering he doesn't even know he's got my alternate (long story, but I can write it cause it's my sonas lore lol)

But anyways! As a reward, here's a fun fact on the pen name + the reason why I chose it and joined the event:

(read more because spoilers to the letter + my thoughts + lore of my sona, more specifically on EBG)

Did you know that it was ACTUALLY suppose to mean "Crimson Creation"?

I actually had in mind for it to be a slight jab to Rubedo/Albedo on EBG because despite their efforts, I want to remind them that I still exist to haunt their entire existence for going after Mei.

Also, my original idea was yes, "Creation of Ice"/"Icy Creation", but I figured I should go Crimson instead (it's why you saw me go as C.C.) because I like the ring to it. Creation of Crimson or Vermillion sounds more cryptic (at least to me hahaha)

Also also! To give a brief reason why I said it's an alternate and not me as an observer: it's a very lengthy explanation that I can write as its own longfic/series, but to simplify it for those who are curious (or just for you lmao I'm not mean)— there's actually one 'eye' that resides in Teyvat and another (my observer sona) being the one to look into them. It's such a funny irony because when I was writing the letter, I had that in mind and went "what if I pose it as one of my alternates writing it instead of myself?" And I was right HAHAHAHA

And if you're curious on the drabble, it's my recent one. I'm not gonna link it because I'm a cheeky bitch like that <3 (and also just in case a certain wind boi that became a God thinks of finding the ACTUAL me and discard that alternate like a bad habit haha whoops that ain't my problem now)

Y'know... I'm starting to see a teensy bit mean but like. I don't wanna die okay. I don't wanna deal with an obsessed man LMFAO he's too smart for his own good— probably not as bad as Albedo or Rubedo/Dorian though jfc imagine drugging an entity—

Ahem.

Anyway.

Ranting aside, I hope that's a fun little lore dump as a reward for you guessing correctly lol (and also to explain why I wrote the drabble in a very specific way :>) hehehehehe

Also yes I'm joining that second penpal event but this one is alr very very fun and I can't wait for future events like this Ansy HAISNSJJS

[jockvillagersonly]

3 and 17 for the "Fun meta asks for writers", if you like?

Hello my most lovely, treasured, precious anon. I love you. I love you for asking. Thank you. Let’s elope

(From this ask list)

I’ve technically already answered #3 (which is: are there any scenes you want to right but can’t be assed to do all the context?) HERE with a quick short bit of held-at-swordpoint Wu Xie, BUT what if I wrote EVEN MORE >:D

Ok so I have previously joked about doing a dumb fluffy professor AU, but I’m not sure I’ll ever actually write it? But I have this one scene in my head so I’ll use this as an excuse to write it out ;)

Su Wan wasn’t even sure why he had bothered to come to office hours.

Sure, yes, he was dangerously close to failing Professor Zhang’s class. And yes, they had a final coming up, and Su Wan had hoped a one-on-one setting would make it easier to wiggle some information (or, honestly, pity) from his impenetrable professor.

That plan was, to put it bluntly, crashing and burning harder than Li Cu playing Mario Kart. Su Wan glanced up at the clock. They were nearing 15 straight minutes of complete silence, and Professor Zhang hadn’t even blinked, hooded eyes focused on Su Wan like a particularly bored panther expecting more interesting prey.

(Su Wan was willing to admit that the only reason he hadn’t left yet was because he was, frankly, scared stiff with Professor Zhang’s attention on him. He refused to feel shame for what was a healthy dose of clearly appropriate fear.)

The door creaked open behind him, and Su Wan breathed out, shakily, vision going nearly blurry with relief. He shuffled a few loose documents (taken out more for show than anything concrete) into his bag and made to stand, ready to use the interloper’s entrance as a convenient excuse to flee.

But then he saw it.

Professor Zhang was...smiling?

Su Wan swore he heard something in his neck pop with how fast he whipped his head around, curiosity overriding his survival instinct as he sought out who, exactly, was capable of making the literal brick wall across from him look like that. Su Wan had never seen any part of Professor Zhang’s face show any emotion, and it was almost a sensory overload to take in his soft eyes and curved lips. Honestly, Su Wan was probably going to have nightmares about this expression. It was somehow so much scarier than the look Professor Zhang gave him when he passed back a particularly dismal essay score.

He wasn’t sure what he was expecting (A woman in an impeccably tailored suit and razor-sharp heels? A man in runway couture, cloaked in velvet and satin? Bigfoot, popping by for a hello?), but he knows that the person he sees is absolutely not it. Leaning halfway in the room, one hand wrapped around the door, is a man with fluffy, incorrigibly messy hair, bright eyes, and a tie that is so horrifically askew Su Wan nearly winces in sympathy.

The man at the door seemed to see something in their expressions that pleased him, because he smiled and laughed, his whole face beaming with it, and — oh. No wonder Professor Zhang looked the way he did. Su Wan was mostly (probably?) straight, and his stomach was flip-flopping so hard he could feel the reverberation behind his eyelids.

Which is of course when the intruder made to fully enter the room and tripped, sloshing coffee all over the floor and Professor Zhang’s bookshelf.

...so much for gentle smiles, Su Wan was about to become the accessory to a murder. He was going to have to find somewhere to hide the body, but he was pretty sure it wouldn’t fit in his backpack, so maybe he should text Hao-ge to see if he could borrow his car. Should he text in code? He should text in code.

Su Wan was already halfway to taking his phone out — except that Professor Zhang merely huffed, and rolled his eyes, and pulled a roll of paper towels that he clearly kept expressly for this purpose out from somewhere in his desk.

I don’t really have an ending or context for this, but the prompt said I didn’t have to! >:) anyway, this was fun to dash off! 😭 I haven’t written anything in awhile

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And 17: Do you think readers perceive your work - or you - differently to you? What do you think would surprise your readers about your writing or your motivations?

Oh! This is interesting! It’s kind of hard to answer, because I don’t really know how people perceive me or my work?? Fun ask game: tell me an adjective or flowery figurative metaphor you would use to describe me and/or my writing 😂😂😂

In terms of perceiving me, I think (??) people on here see me as loud, and energetic, and maybe a bit flakey? Since I take a long time to respond to stuff? And I think that’s true 😭😭😂

In terms of my work or what would surprise people...hmmm. I wonder if people are surprised that I don’t write angst at all? Since I talk so much about Sha Hai and Mob Widow WX, people might expect that??? I could also see people being surprised that i write at all, since my first contributions to the fandom were all dmemebjs 😂 Ahahahah idk!!

[oonajaeadira]

Tumblr Writer Q&A

Thank you for the tag, @green-socks !!!!

1) How many complete fics/one shots do you have that you have not published (yet)? None. I tend to publish as soon as something’s done.

2) How many WIPS do you have right now? I have 5 open series right now *cringe* sorry!

3) Do you take writing requests or write original ideas, or both? I don’t really take requests in the traditional way. I might open asks for a specific kind of request, or use asks as a jumping-off point (i.e. Pats), but mostly I get an idea and go for it.

4) If you do take requests, how many do you currently have? I currently have 32 pats asks sitting in my inbox. I’ll be answering a good chunk of them soon.

5) How many fandoms do you write for? It’s strictly Pedro Pascal cinematic universe.

6) Are there any fandoms you wrote for in the past that you no longer write for? I never really published my other fanfic, but I no longer write for Ranma 1/2 or Doctor Who.

7) Do you write for ships, reader inserts or other? Reader inserts!

8) Niche fandoms/characters you write for? I don’t think so?

9) Do you read fics as well as write them? Oh yes.

10) What is your favorite genre to write for? Romance, slow-burn fluff.

11) What is your favorite trope (to read/write)? Friends to lovers is kind of the closest trope to what I write, I guess. For reading through, big fan of sex pollen, a/b/o, monsterfucking...for all the softness I write, I like to let others handle the smut and I will gladly partake. (I really love reading the soft falling-in-love stuff too...)

12) What do you do to get motivated to write? Watching the source material. Answering reblogs for that series. Just sitting down and starting. I also like to pick out a scented candle for the mood of the piece. I have different scents I like for all my boys...

13) Is there a trope/genre you like to read, but not write? The aforementioned a/b/o, sex pollen, and monsterfucking for sure.

14) Any characters/fandoms you want to write for that are never requested? I mean, I don’t take requests. But I still would like to write more Jack someday. Or maybe an Oberyn piece. I have a feeling Dieter is in my near future....

15) How long have you been writing fan fiction? Actually posting it...a year now.

16) Did you read fan fiction before you started writing? Oh yes. I started in college.

17) Do you only post on Tumblr, or any other sites as well? I have an AO3 and I’ve posted a lot of my stuff there, not all yet.

18) What do you personally consider the word counts of "Drabble", "One shots" and "fics"? Drabbles are around 500-700 words. One-shots are anything that isn’t multi-chapter and can include drabbles. Fic is all.

19) Which do you prefer to write more? HC, drabbles, oneshots/fics, multi chapter stories, other? hahahaha I always seem to start off with a one-shot and it becomes a multi-chapter so...whoops.

20) Are there any stories you have discontinued? If so, why? No. I have a couple that haven’t been updated in a long time, but I really love them and want to continue them.

21) What is one of your main "pet-peeves" as a writer on Tumblr? Seeing writers get anonymous hate. Everyone’s just here to have a good time, there’s really no need for that.

22) Do you write a particular time of day? In the evening after the SO is in bed is best. This is usually 10pm - 2 or 3am. The house is quiet and I can light all the smelly candles I want.

23) Do you listen to music, ambiance/noise, etc to write or do you need silence? Sometimes I’ll throw on the movie soundtrack or choose an appropriate soundscape video on youtube. But mostly it’s silence.

24) Do you outline your fics at all before writing? Not intentionally. I always have an idea of what I want the main plot to be and can usually just sit and write. But I don’t always have the time to write when I get an idea, so I open a doc and start dumping ideas there--particular plot points, snatches of dialogue, links to references. Those usually start organizing themselves into a weird kind of beat-outline and the longer I have to wait to sit down and write that fic, the more I go and dump things in. Sometimes I will intentionally start a doc and let it sit for a while knowing that if I give myself time just to brainstorm for a week, I’ll eventually come up with something better than the og idea...

25) Do you post your writing as soon as you finish it, or do you schedule it to come out at a specific time/day?  Nah. I generally post it when it’s ready, which is why I often post late at night.

no pressure and all love tagging (with request to start a new post if you partake): @writeforfandoms @grogusmum @insomniamamma @feathersandfoxtails @leslie-lyman @honestly-shite @songsformonkeys @littlemisspascal 

[mystiqueewrites]

Uh,,, Tsumu-?

Sharing clothes aren't an unusual thing for couples to do,,, right?

Warnings: Nothing, really. I guess Tsumu being a dork? Also just general fluff ;) mwah!

Not proofread yet so lemme know if there are any misspellings/grammatical errors ^^

Pronouns used in this are they/them :D

Also, this is just gonna be really short since I'm not too used to writing drabbles yet- Enjoy lovelies~

Haikyuu masterlist

"Hey, y/n?" Atsumu called out from the couple's shared bedroom. "Hm? Yeah, love?" "Have ya seen my hoodie? Ya know, the black one-" The blonde Miya was cut off when he turned to look at his lover. "Uh- Tsumu? You okay there?"

Atsumu's thoughts were stopped by a hand coming up to cup his face. "Yeah, I'm fine. It's just that,, you're wearing my hoodie--?" "Oh, uhm- Yeah! It felt really comfy to wear when I got it out of the dryer so I just decided to wear it," y/n stated shyly,, guilty of being caught wearing their boyfriend's hoodie without letting him know. "Why? Did you want to wear it? I could take it off if you want-"

"No, it's fine. Can I-,, can I wear yer hoodie though?"

"Eh? Are you sure about that? I don't think my clothes are gonna fit on you-"

"Don't worry 'bout that! I could make it work, don't worry." the setter said with a wink.

"Okay then,,,? Go ahead I guess" And with that, Atsumu skipped over to his significant other's closet to look for a hoodie he could wear.

"This one's nice," he said to himself; then started to wear the said piece of clothing.

After getting his arms into the sleeves, he started slipping his head into the opening. That's where the problem starts-

"mMpH-"

"Tsumu-? You okay there,,?" y/n asked genuinely concerned

"Yeah, 'course- It's just that my head isn't fitting- mMmPh"

"pfft- HAHAHAHA"

Seeing the state their boyfriend is in, y/n couldn't help but let out a laugh. With the top of his head sticking out and the bottom part of the hoodie stuck on the middle part of his torso, who wouldn't find the situation funny?

"It's not funny y/n,," The blonde grumbled after taking the hoodie off.

"I mean I warned you,, but guess who didn't listen, hm?"

"Tch, whatever! I guess we're gonna be sticking to you wearing my clothes then,," Atsumu sighed

Excuse my terrible writing for now since it's my first time writing something that's not a headcanon TnT I hope you enjoyed this one lovelies! Make sure to stay hydrated and make sure to always get enough sleep ;) Until next time! mwahh~ <333

[l33hyunjaes]

"ANYONE WHO HURTS MY HYUNJAE WILL SEE MY FISTS" ADJKDJSJ i'm laughing so hard at your tags AHAHA. and yes it's so booring not having a crush but... guess that's why we're here 🤡 the bermuda line appearance was just me being self indulgent but i see it worked on u hehe

alsooo do you have enough data to pick a fave(s) from my works that you've read? i wanna know what kind of elements you enjoy in writing (and pls... don't say hyunjae... LOOL)

FLSKDJFKLDS yes I ... expressed pretty much everything that came across my mind in those tags HAHAHA

Oh yeah I definitely live vicariously through fics when my own life is boring lololol and yes the Bermuda line appearance definitely worked on me hheeheh

Ohhhhhh a fave? HM wait let me see ... ok it's definitely more than one lol but!

If the lipstick matches (maybe don't wear it): Y/N thinking that Juyeon would be really that stupid to not recognise them is just too funny! Of course, I loved the setup of the situation in the first place, and all those lab moments were so precious <3 (Also loved the teasing of Hyunjae - and yes, I say this from the version of me that didn't even know who Hyunjae was when I read the fic for the very first time!)

The regular dilemma: sometimes I just think about the part where Juyeon 'inspects' the uh ... latte art ... 😂 The humour in this one is top-tier, personally! Also Juyeon's persistence in actually coming despite Y/N giving him the wrong number is just too cute~ Omg just realized that this also features the rest of Bermuda line slkjdfklsdjflksj hahahahahaha

Bad at being bad: yeah I know it's a Hyunjae fic but in my defence! I didn't really know who he was until way after I read this fic HAHAHA (and look where we are now 🤡). Also the opening lines take on a whole new meaning nowadays HAHA! I really liked the 'duality' of Hyunjae in this fic, and also how every single time Y/N heard about his 'bad boy' persona, they had actually in fact been there when the incident happened (and he was definitely NOT a bad boy lol).

Offend: I love the teasing in this hehehe from both Sunwoo and Hyunjae! I know this was more like a drabble but I think it has a great amount of potential! (I also looooovveeeeee enemies-to-lovers tropes lskjdflksdjfls)

Take a hint: I loved the rollercoaster of emotions that this took me on as a (semi-frustrated) reader - like the miscommunication trope! The best friends to lovers trope!

(sldkfjskldjfl I already tried to stop myself from naming all the fics of yours that I've read and describing what I liked most Hyunjae in each of them HAHA)

Hm I think common thing that I like about your fics is definitely - comedy! Seems like the ones I really like all have quite memorable comedic relief moments! Perhaps because they make the fics seem a bit more realistic? Like not everything goes well / perfectly, and there are always awkward moments in life hehe - I guess these moments also make the characters a bit more relatable too. I also know you said that you've realized you use a lot of dialogue in your fics hahaha but! I personally really like them, and I think a lot of your iconic fic lines are from dialogues! (Also I love college!aus a lot HAHAHAHA)

Hm also in general, I really like it when you describe their confessions / kisses - they seem very romantic, and you take your time to describe them, which I really like (gives me lots of butterflies!). The way you describe them like they hold the whole world in their hands or something ... you know, it's just so poetic! ❤️

[flameohotwife]

2021 Year End Fic Review

Thank you @itsmoonpeaches and @northerngoshawk for the tags! I love ask games :)

How many stories did you complete?

I have 20 works on ao3 as of right now. 19 of those are completed works (well, 18 I guess if you count the collection of kataang-100s as unfinished, but each 100 word drabble is self contained so...)

What is your total word count for the year?

66,684 according to ao3, not including the wips sitting in my google docs

What fandoms did you write in this year?

ATLA and LOK. And not even really LOK, but I am careful to tag fics of grown-up Aang and Katara (especially when they have or are thinking about having kids) as LOK lest the antis come for me. The closest I got to writing LOK was Til We Meet Again (rated G), which takes place about a week after Aang's death, but still about 16ish years before LOK begins.

Did you write more, less, or roughly about what you expected?

Definitely more. I was not expecting to write AT ALL until this spring when I joined tumblr and discord and fandom friends encouraged me to get back into writing (after almost 15 years). So every word I wrote was previously unexpected.

What’s your own favorite story of this year?

This question is always so hard, because my favorite fic changes depending on my mood. Balance and Babies (rated G), is definitely always up there, though, and Reborn in New Love (rated E), a fic I initially started writing for @vanillabutspicy but became incredibly invested in, personally, is definitely a favorite as well for the year.

What is your most underappreciated story of the year?

Personally, I think probably Hopeful Again (rated E) is the most underappreciated, but also I get that the combination of aangst/grief and smut are not everyone's cup of tea. I worked really hard on making that fic meaningful and sensitive to the content though, to the point where I couldn't actually write *anything* for weeks afterward because I felt so drained--like I had poured some of myself into it and needed to replenish first--so it holds a special place in my heart, even if it has half the kudos (but about the same number of hits) as my other smut weekend piece.

What’s your most appreciated story of 2021?

In terms of kudos, hits, and comments, it's definitely Growing Pains (rated E) on all counts. In terms of the hits:kudos ratio, though, it's far and away With You (rated T), the secret santa fic I wrote for @itsmoonpeaches (and the very first fic I ever wrote in present tense. As a present. Get it? Haha). It's still a very recent fic, though, so that could change.

Biggest fanfic related disappointment of 2021?

That I haven't been *reading* as much fic as I'd like to recently. For many reasons, my brain has just not been cooperating with me and there are SO MANY GOOD FICS that I have really wanted to read but just... can't. If the fic is longer than about 2k words, or has any heavier content, I haven't been able to focus on it, and that makes me sad because those are usually my favorites to read (we all know I love fluff, too, but I enjoy a little angst with my fluff sometimes. A little hurt/comfort, if you will. For balance).

Biggest fanfic related surprise of 2021?

That other people actually seem to read and enjoy my writing? Hahahaha. No but seriously, after almost fifteen years away from creative writing, I really had no clue what to expect from myself. And I've always been very self-conscious about my writing, as anyone who has ever had to workshop for me (wayyyy back in college) could tell you. So the fact that not only fandom friends, but also complete internet strangers read my fics and sometimes comment on them or leave kudos means a lot.

Something you are looking forward to working on in 2022?

Writing the next (and possibly final) chapter of Growing Pains so I can move onto other works in the Explorations series, finishing a labor-induction fic I promised (and started for) @coyotelemon, and possibly a cloudbaby birth (and post-birth celebration) fic and/or a cloudbaby exploration of their mixed heritage. The two "possibly" ideas have been on my mind a lot, but would also require a lot of research to do them well and respectfully, and research intimidates me, so I make no promises at this point.

tagging: @bluemooninglight, @anervoussapphic, @shameaboutthedilettantism, @princessofnewcorona, @waterbearwaltz and anyone else who wants to do this!

[fires-of-ninjago]

May I request a sumo Kai drabble of him and Maya having their first bout together?

One order of sumo-fluff coming right up! 😁

Title: Summon the Choir

Words: 500

Warnings: None

“Alright Kai, you’ve almost got it; now PUSH!” Maya called from the edge of the ring. Kai for his part, grunted as he ran himself into Cole, and started pushing with all his might. Cole tried to grab him by his belt, but he’d managed to charge him fast enough that by the time he’d managed to get a good hold on Kai’s belt, he was already at the ring’s edge.

“Graaaahhhh!” Kai groaned as he struggled to get his friend over the line, but he’d managed to plant his feet firmly in the ring.

“Hah! Nice...tr-WHOA!” Cole yelped as he lost his balance and tumbled over the line, with Kai following him soon after. It was almost comfortable the way he landed on Cole, but that was quickly lost on him as he burst out in excitement.

“YES! I finally beat Cole!” He heard the other clap, especially his mother. After all of this time, he was finally able to defeat Cole fair and square, and he was so damn excited!

“Great job sweetie!” Maya said. Kai blushed at the praise, despite the fact that his mother always seemed to have something good to say about all of their fighting, it felt so special to Kai to get it directly.

“Yeah, nice going Kai!” Nya said as she gave him a high-five. “You might be good enough to take on mom soon!” Kai grinned as he looked up at his mother.

"That sounds like a great idea!" He said. Nya and their mother gave each other a look that Kai had seen before, so he wasn't that surprised when they both let out a laugh.

"Hahahaha! Oh sweetie…" Maya started to say as she calmed down. "You're getting better, but you're still Sandanme; you're not ready to face me yet." He was about to say something, but then Nya jumped in before he could even open his mouth.

"Yeah! Do you really think you can take on a Juryo?" He knew that they were right, but that wasn't what mattered to Kai. Without saying a word, he got to his feet and started helping Cole up.

“Well, iIf I ever want to reach Makuuchi, then I have to keep pushing myself to become better,” he started. “And the easiest way to learn is to do a bout with other people.” Cole and the others stared at him as he grabbed some salt, and got ready to begin purifying the ring. Maya chuckled as she got up from her spot at the ring’s edge, and walked over to the bowl.

“That’s my little boy!” She said as she pulled him into a bug bear hug. “I guess the old fart, Garmadon really taught you well!” Kai laughed as he hugged her back.

“So does that mean you’ll do a bout with me? A real bout?!” He asked without holding back the excitement. His mother smiled down at him as she grabbed a handful of the salt.

“Of course sweetie!”

[nickmillerscaulk]

guess what, guess what! 

it’s @mego42‘s bday. 

guess what else, guess what else!

to celebrate, i’m putting the rest (so far) of my ~beth x rio / rio x annie bffs~ drabble/WIP/draft/mess under the cut! it’s still a LONG way from being finished and it’s technically the second part of a two-part one shot (two shot?) i’m writing. knowing myself, i’ll end up rewriting everything below until it’s unrecognizable. not to mention, i have yet to even write the first part hahahaha

ok so this entire thing under the cut was built around a line of dialogue from ‘set it up’—it just so happened to reveal itself in the form of a rio/annie friendship.

happy birthday, meg!!!!! 💛💛💛💛

Beth and the friend-of-a-friend she forgot the name of about four drinks ago are playing beer pong against Annie and Rio on the edge of the patio, while the other guests mingle around the spread of snacks on the deck and another group plays bags on the other side of the yard. Despite the focused effort and the white wine running warm through her veins, Beth’s losing. And hard. Which means Annie has gone from comfortable to confident to cocky (a direct result of Rio egging her on, no doubt) in record time.  With the buzz of the crowd competing against the cicadas as the evening has worn on, Beth realizes she can’t hear her opponent’s conversation anymore—can’t hear their ‘pong coaching’ as her sister called it. Drunk Annie is familiar territory, but seeing Rio like this?  It’s new, it’s exciting. He’s like a kid in a candy shop—youthful, innocent, determined. He’s practically glowing.  This time, Annie nods and focuses, then closes both eyes and tosses the ping pong ball, creating a perfect arch that falls way too short of the intended cup. Rio laughs into his cup of beer, then steps up for his own turn.  It could be worse, Beth thinks just as he lands a ball in the last cup and Annie reacts by jumping on him and clinging to his lanky frame like he’s a tree and she’s a koala. Except—Rio wasn’t expecting Annie’s enthusiasm (ha, amateur), so the two of them end up landing in a pile on the ground, their arms locked around each other still. "Oh my god, stop! Stop hugging each other. You are not friends,” she says, biting back a snort. “Oh c’mon, Beth. We’ll let you win the next one.” “Yeah, c’mon, Elizabeth.”  “Yeah, Elizabeth,” Annie mimics. “You loooove us.” “That is…not the point,” Beth argues, though even she isn’t convinced. Annie makes untangling herself look surprisingly effortless, then continues, “Don’t you want two people you looooove to also love each other?” She pushes herself up and off the ground, but Rio is slower. Beth feels briefly vindicated, until Annie reaches her arms out and down to him, motioning with grabby hands for him to latch on so she can help him up. “OH, OH! What’s that creepy kids show? With the song about loving each other?”  When he finally stands, he casually wraps an arm around Annie’s shoulder and she leans into it. They both smile at the restrained horror that’s translating to something along the lines of a pained smirk on Beth’s face. The more they hang out as a trio around other people, the more Annie realizes this could be a good thing for all of them—or, at least a fun thing.   The thrill of testing Beth’s patience is unmatched and she’s finally found someone to navigate and expand those limits with. Better yet, this is someone who basically turns her older sister into putty. Someone who lights her up like a switchboard—and there are few things Annie enjoys more than pushing all the right buttons.  “Mister Rogers?”  “What? No, gangfriend. The one with the—with the big purple—” Annie’s head springs off of Rio’s shoulder. “Shit, wait. What is he? A dinosaur?” “Right, right…Barney,” he offers. “Dang, man. You’re so smart.” Annie’s eyes are practically glistening as she bends her neck back so far, Beth worries it won’t come back up. That they’re stuck like this, together, forever. Rio laughs, turns back to Beth, and tilts his head more than he probably realizes. He watches how her face scrunches up in that horrified-but-don’t-know-where-to-start way he’s grown extremely used to. He doesn’t hate it. She clocks his reaction in return, hesitates, and retreats.  Best not to feed the beast. Especially when that beast is Annie and Rio with their arms linked around each other.  “Annie, stop. This is entirely about the two most chaotic people I know who are destined to only do the most chaotic things together. I guarantee I’m not the only one worried about what shitshow disasters could come of this…” she flicks her hand back and forth between them before dropping the f word. “...friendship.”

[secretly-tword-obsessed]

Hashtag Cute

Tickle Story/Drabble prompts 4 and 10, as requested by an anon!

Fandom: Hamilton (Modern AU)

Hope you enjoy! (: 

Thomas wasn’t quite sure as to why he’d agreed to this, but what mattered was that he had. Alexander was sitting in front of him, face scrunched in concentration as he applied a think coat of lip gloss to his partner’s lips. 

“Done!”, Alexander finally announced, lifting a mirror towards Thomas’s face. He was kind of shocked, Alexander had done a better job than he’d expected. He looked absolutely gorgeous: mascara on his lashes, his lips shining with gloss and of course, the main attraction, his braided pigtails. 

“Told you this would look good on you”, Alexander said with a smile, noticing his boyfriend’s shocked expression. All that managed to come out of Thomas’s mouth was: “Wow”. Alex, finding this all rather cute, kissed Thomas’s cheek lightly, “This is going straight to Instagram Thommy!” Thomas tilted his head to the right and the left, examining his own features in the small mirror. “Oh come on”, Alexander said with a smile, “Be modest”. “It looks hideous, Alex”, Thomas finally said, looking up at him. Yet he had that held-back little smile that he always had when he was messing with his boyfriend. “Yeah, yeah. Instagram?”. Thomas nodded, “Oh, definitely”.

“Hey, Thommy?”

“Yes?”

“Can I tag this ‘Cute’“

“What? No!”

“To bad, I already did”

“WHA-”

Thomas frantically pulled his phone out of his pocket, and sure enough, Alexander had tagged his picture ‘Cute’. He eyed Alexander, and ran up to him. “Alex? How could you?”. “H-hey”, Alexander chuckled, lifting his ams in defence. Thomas grinned cheekily and took this as an opportunity to tickle under his boyfriend’s arms. “HEY!”, he shrieked, snapping his arms down. Thomas laughed, “Man!”. Hamilton rolled his eyes with a blush, “Shut up”. Thomas gently pushed his boyfriend back on to the couch, and he landed with an oomph. 

“You tagged our photo ‘Cute’ Alexander, for that, you must be proven wrong. You are the cute one in this relationship, not me. Case and point”, Thomas tickled Alex’s tummy, “Your laughter”.

“Nohoho hehehe Thommy hehehe!”, Alex giggled, squirming around lightly but not trying to hard to escape.

“Yes?”, Thomas inquired, reaching his fingers towards his squeal button.

“Noho!”, he cried, trying to lightly prod away Thomas’s hands. Thomas took this as an opportunity to tickle under those wiggly little arms. 

“Nohohoho hahahaha!”

“Yes, aha”, Thomas mocked, “Where else are you ticklish, Alex?”

“Nowhere you dohohn’t knohohow haha!”

Thomas smiled and stopped, “You sure?”

Alexander nodded, “Yep, I’m sure”

Thomas smirked and lightly tickled Alexander’s shoulders, which was aimed more as an innocent loving act. Surprisingly, Alexander squirmed and started giggling.

Thomas’s eyes widened, “No way”. He wiggled his fingers with more meaning up, down and across Alexander’s shoulders, making him squirm and giggle faster. ��You’re ticklish THERE!?”

“I guehehehess hahaha”

“You guess? I guess you are!”, Thomas remarked with joy, continuing.

“Hahahheheheahaha Thommy stahahahap”.

Thomas smiled and kissed his boyfriend’s nose, stopping the tickling, “Wow, you really are the cute one aren’t you”.

Alexander smirked. He knew what this next remark was going to get him, but he didn’t care. “Says the guy in the pigtails!”

“Oh, so thats how you want to play it?”

“Wait-nohohoho!”

“You were asking for this, Alexander!”

“Wahas nohoht!”

“Was to! How about here?”

Thomas stated tickling Alex’s neck, which he knew was his worst spot. Suddenly, his giggles turned to loud laughter.

“Nohohoho! Nohohot there! Anywhere but therhehehere!!”

“Anywhere?”

“ANYWHEHEHEHRE!”

“Ok”, Thomas said with a shrug, tickling his ribs instead.

Alexander squealed and cackled with joy. 

“Fihihihine I’ll chahahange the tahahag!”

Thomas smiled, “And why do you think that would make me stop?”

“Worth a tryhyhyhy”

Thomas just chuckled and shook his head, lifting Alexander’s shirt up, and leading his head down.

Alexander’s eyes widened, “Wait, Thomas NO!”

One raspberry. Alexander tossed his head back in hysterical laughter, exposing his neck. Thomas blew a raspberry there.

“WAHAHAHA NOHOHOHO!”

“Admit that you adorable”, Thomas teased, blowing raspberries on his neck and wiggling his fingers on his sides at the same time.

“NEHEHEHEVER!”

“Too bad, cause you are”,  Thomas said, “But you’ll have to admit eventually. You can’t be tickled forever, can you?”

“FIHIHIHNE! IHIHIH’M ADOHOHORABLE!”

Thomas stopped and smiled, “Damn right you are”. He kissed Alexander’s forehead, “And don’t let anyone ever tell you otherwise”.

[shadowstrangle]

just drabble about my life so you can keep scrolling

I’m applying for an internship when I get home later and I’m too nervous to tell anyone in case I don’t get it so I’m telling y’all JNBBSBDB but the offer just kind of fell into my lap after I was thinking about how I could possibly use writing with the shit that I do and like,,,,, I don’t know

The company’s kind of big. And they want examples of my writing and how do I tell them that all I have is fanfiction (I mean yeah I have academic level pieces I’ve done for school but)

I guess applying would be a big enough step to just making me feel productive after seemingly doing “nothing” for almost a year

And all this shit is a scam you know???? I’ll probably be underpaid and overworked but I guess it’ll beat whatever bullshit job I’ll have to work in the spring anyway

Hahahaha I’m talking as if the other 10000 candidates don’t exist

[sukirichi]

hello hello! i'm okay, i finally got to spend some time with my dog over the weekend 🥰 i don't get to see him so much when i'm at uni so i miss him a lot! i hope you're doing okay too, miss suki!! fhdhgd sometimes it be like that, the horny never lets you go once it has a grip on you (ง ื▿ ื)ว IM GLAD YOU LIKED THE NORITOSHI DRABBLE!!! it really is long shhshsbdw i don't know what possessed my body in that moment. i've written out a few things (whatever good sounding sentences my brain comes up with really), i'll send you a little snippet! (≧◡≦) ♡ i've also made a sideblog but it's still under construction sgsvsbsbs

nooooo sometimes i need some gremlins in my life to look at like national geographic LMAO it balances everything out 🤔 suuuna though!!! my faves from inarizaki are suna, osamu and kita (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡ i'm so in love with kita xhsbshshuags you know when naoya made an entrance in jjk, i was like IS THAT KITA but nope. they're so far away from each other!!! i do get akaashi and daichi a lot, i guess it's bc i'm always the mum friend (but ironically always the one who's up for dumb shit dhsgagshhd) - 🍞

aaaahhh omg i love dogs!!! yes my dogs dont live with me either, one of them used to but they would be happier in a bigger place so they live at my grandma's now (and they got FAT) aaah yes i miss my dogs a lot as well im gonna cry 😭😭😭 duDE your noritoshi drabble is so HOT and when he asked her again "what do you want" im like *rips my hair out and screams* WILL YOU PLEASE JUST KISS ALREADY?! omg a sideblog!! if youre comfy, i'd be very glad to be moots with you there and see your other works! ive also been thinking...everyone has carrd and pretty themes and i cant even make one cuz im lazy af.... SHOULD I CHANGE THEMES TOO? but im so lazy tho 🤔🤔🤨🤨 also been thinking that im not that into naoya anymore,,,,maybe I want to be more of Sukuna's Queen or Suna's Bitch or whatever, lets try dark themes??? idk THOOOO also babe, my friends and i are planning a collab but im so scared to post it, i only have a small following and im new here, what if its a flop 🥲🥲🥲 ALSO LMFAO GREMLINS NATIONAL GEO DJWKWKWKA THE SLANDER SKSKKS BITCH I SEE YOU, THE TOP INARIZAKI HOES ARE SUNA, OSAMU (ATSUMU, REALLY) AND KITA AAAAAHH THEYRE THE HOTTEST ISTG, UR TASTE I LOVE IT 🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻💦💦💦 omg ure the second person to say naoya and kita have resemblances but that kita is better AHAHAHAHAH yall mean to my hubby 😫😭 og i do agree that keiji is the mom friend ASJDLSLA LMFAOOO THATS SO CUTE OF YOU idk what type of friend am i...cant be the baby since in not the youngest in our friend group but my friends baby me a lot too...before pandemic my friends always carried me in their lap and cuddled me, on days when im too lazy to move they would also spoon feed me and i get kithes 🥺💕 I THINK IM THE HYPER CHILD FRIEND, somehow our mom friends are always watching over me. Omg am I a Bokuto HAHAHAHA

[madamedevien]

9 with Levi or Satan please!

Levi OR Satan?? Anon, I couldn’t possibly choose between the two boys - so have both! Done in order: Levi and then Satan. (Apologies for the delay - this was partially due to me trying to pick just one and the other was writing for the two of them, hahahaha!)9. “I don’t like people, but you’re an exception.” Levi and SatanLevi’s contains: SFW, nerdiness, Leviathan’s bad at emotions (as per usual), Levi is an embarrassed mess, also an awkward loveable tsundere, questionable Yoda-speak. 489 word drabble.Satan’s contains: SFW, books, Satan can’t help but be a bit of a snide tease (not that kind of tease, get your mind out of the gutter), he’s a scheister but we love him, fluff, he likes to wind you up, you’re both cute okay?, this is so freaking fluffy and self-indulgent. 668 word drabble.

At first, he didn’t hear his D.D.D. go off. Leviathan was so absorbed in his raid battle that he was oblivious to anything outside of the Treacherous Dungeon of Loorg - until the second notification. His phone didn’t often go off often, so for it to happen more than once in a row was worthy of his attention. Golden eyes flicked over to the phone screen on his desk, and he smiled. To see your face flash up was a pleasant surprise. 

The Avatar of Envy was quick to accept your call. “Hey - what’s up?” In the background, it was easy enough to hear the quick clacking of his buttons as he continued on his quest.“Hi - I was just wondering if you’re busy? I thought that maybe we could hang out?”That made Leviathan blush. The thought that you wanted to spend time with him always got him flustered.“Uh, well, I’m kinda in the middle of a raid here…”“Oh.” Oh no. Why did he say that? In that kind of tone?? It made it sound like he didn’t want to see you - and he did!! He really did! You sounded disappointed and, crap, what was he gonna do how was he gonna make up for this and were you going to go and hang out with one of his other brothers instead of watching him kick Loorg’s ass?! Lord of Shadows help him…“But I guess you could come and watch if you wanted.” So that’s how you ended up in Levi’s room, sat on one of his spare chairs while he totally smashed his way through the raid. The silence between you both was amicable, which was a surprise to the demon. He kind of didn’t even really mind when you asked questions, although you seemed pretty good at not being too annoying although did he ever find you annoying? Don’t ask him complicated questions like that. The time passed by quickly. He blushed and partially hid under blue bangs when you cheered at his victory, choosing to stuff his mouth full of snacks rather than acknowledge your praise…even if it made his heart swell with pride. “That was awesome, Levi!! I think you ought to invite your brothers next time -” You didn’t even get to finish your thought before Leviathan scoffed.“They’re just normies. They wouldn’t get it.”“But…you think I’m just a normie.”Golden eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head. “Urgh - an exception, you are. Suck, they do. People suck in general. Why do you think I’m such a shut-in? But you’re different. I like you.”Complete silence overtook the room as Leviathan’s words sunk. His ears were practically glowing red once he realised what he’d actually said - “NOT THAT THAT MEANS ANYTHING, OKAY?!”A brief moment of bravery allowed him to look over to you and your beaming face. “I like you too, Levi. How about you choose a two-player? Dinner’s not for a few more hours.”Yeah, you were definitely an exception. The Henry to his Lord of Shadows, you were. —It was always a pleasure to watch Satan perusing books; to see his face truly serene for once, a gentle smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. A genuinely beautiful sight. However, as you watched him and reflected on your time with the demon, you realised quite quickly that very rarely did he ever join you and the other brothers for anything. Well, with the exception of the mandatory presence at any of Diavolo’s gatherings or RAD events… Still. Sometimes you wondered whether he was lonely. The blond did seem to regularly ask you to accompany him on outings. Walks in the park, trips to the library, reading sessions in his room…A soft murmur of your name stirred you from your thoughts, only to realise that Satan’s deep eyes were looking at you with concern. “Are you alright?”You nodded with a smile. “Of course. Sorry. Was just thinking.”That caused one of his eyebrows to crook as he smirked. “A dangerous pastime for you.” He chuckled warmly when you shot him a look. “What were you thinking about?”As you shook your head, ready to brush off his question, the Avatar of Wrath fixed you with a firm stare with that ever present smile - although this was not his true smile. “Come now - you can tell me. Perhaps I can help you in your futile pursuit of knowledge.” He was clearly annoyed that you weren’t being forthcoming. “Excuse me?!”Your indignation did make his smile morph into something more genuine. “I said what I meant and I meant what I said - your futile pursuit of knowledge. As a human, you appear to retain so little…”When you shoved his shoulder with a laugh, Satan took the opportunity to grasp your hand and hold it to his chest. “Genuinely. Tell me what you were thinking, kitten.”The pet name was nice, but you were fairly certain it was either to throw you off or butter you up. You weren’t sure which. “Promise not to laugh?”“I refuse to make any promises that I’m certain I won’t be able to keep.” The two of you were on the verge of laughter, both aware that Satan was purposefully being difficult, almost purposefully trying to get a rise out of you - it was his weird version of humour with people that he seemed to like. “Whatever, you pain. I was just…” Now it felt a bit uncomfortable to say and you were worried that the blond that you liked so much would take your query the wrong way, “I was just worried that you might be lonely.”His expression was wiped quite blank at that and it made you look away. “Now why might you think something like that, kitten?”“Ah…” You felt like a fool. “I was just thinking about how it’s always just you and me. You don’t seem to hang out much with your brothers, I can’t recall any time that I’ve seen you voluntarily interacting with others…and I guess I was just a bit worried.”Your eyes shyly traced back to Satan’s face…and you were more than a little surprised to see him absolutely beaming at you.“You were worried about me?”“Pssht. Go on then, laugh-” “Don’t. While I do find it amusing that you would worry about a demon, not to mention such a powerful demon as myself…I’m touched.” His fingers twined with yours and you felt the pink dusting your cheeks - but Satan’s were a mirror reflection. “However, I do have an answer for you.”“Oh?”The Avatar of Wrath nodded, still smiling, “I wouldn’t say that I’m lonely. I very simply don’t like people - but you’re an exception.”His warm laughter filled the room when your face properly flushed. Although you had no way of knowing, your conversation made Satan’s heart swell. To know that you genuinely cared about his welfare only cemented the knowledge that he had made a good choice in choosing you as his exception. 

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Luigi's Mansion 3 - Tickling Drabbles (Part 6)

Luigi/Kruller: Security Check  Expect for some small noises like the humming of security cameras, the squeaking of a chair and some pages of a book being flicked through, the room was entirely silent.  When Kruller wasn't doing his usual patrolling around the mall, he would be sitting in his office and absentmindely read a book during his break, sometimes even giving a glance towards the green tinted screens, the occasional flicker dividing his attention away from the string of words that the security guard was holding in his hands.  Currently, the first beams of sunshine were making their entrance in the morning sky, which meant that most guests of the Last Resort were either having their sips of coffee to properly wake up or going back to the realm of dreams, depending if they were an early bird rubbing the sleep from their eyes, or a night owl believing that sleep is for the weak.  As a result because of this, only a handful of tired ghosts were strolling around the shopping centre, most of them making themselves comfortable on some chairs outside the shop and holding small talk with another one of their kind, the casual giggle ringing through the air here and there.  Nothing could seem to break this quiet and calm peace...- until out of nowhere a sudden knock on the door pierced the silence, giving the security officer a small shock, since it caught him off-guard.  "Come in."  The door was opened and a familiar face stepped into Kruller's workplace, holding a plate with a donut and cup that contained what seemed to be freshly made coffee.  "Mornin', Kruller. Steward was a lil' bit-a busy, so I thought-a I lend him a hand and-a bring your breakfast to you-a, instead.", announed the green clothed plumber leaning against the doorway, who has decided to expand his vacation with his friends in this hotel a little bit longer, since a peculiar 'incident' interrupted them at the beginning of their visit. "Ah, that's very nice of you. Steward probably appreciates your help, even though he's an workaholic and would rather done it by himself, as I know...him..."  Laying his book aside him, Kruller stared at Luigi in a skeptical way - something was off about the plumber today, he just couldn't put his finger on it.  That's when the watchman noticed said something, however.  The former ghost hunter's speech was kind of slurred, his movements were rather sluggish and executed in a shakingly manner, which could be observed while he was putting down the tableware on the desk, and the most notable point are the big dark circles that had appeared under his eyes. While Kruller might not be the brightest when it comes to a lot of things that were more or less complex, it didn't mean that he wasn't attentive and mindful when specific subjects were being displayed right in front of him, especially those that he had certain past experiences with.  "Had a nightmare?"  "..."  Propping himself against the doorway and using it as a support for his drowsy body, Luigi stopped dead in his tracks, taking a moment to formulate a response in his head, a particular guard waiting patiently and watching him.  "...'s nothing, don't-a-worry about it."  "Are you sure you don't want to talk about it, not even a little bit? I do not want to pressure you to do anything that you don't want to do, of course, but sometimes it's just...relieving to have someone hear about your thoughts and worries, you know?"  "..."  Sighing, the green plumber slowly closed the door behind him, taking a chair out of a corner from the room and positioning it in front of the table in such a way so that he could rest his arms on top of it.  "Well, you-a-see..."  Luigi took his sweet time describing in detail what had happened in his nightmares and what bothered him, although he stammered and mixed his words up quite a lot along the way.  Meanwhile, Kruller silently listened to the poor boy's worries, which went from 'King Boo tried to capture everyone again', 'Everyone hated and abandoned me' and finally to 'I even killed my brother in one dream, because I was brainwashed'.  At the end, a sympathetic expression has made itself clear on the purple spectra's face, due to some mentioned aspects being fairly relatable and also stirring up some past memories within him.  "...I guess you were-a-right, it was kind of-a-relieving to talk about it. I'm-a feelin' better, thanks..."  Sure, to any outsider's eye, Luigi's statement could have been taken as nothing but the truth.  The years of paying close attention to behaviours and certain cues from people and being watchful in general, however, told the slightly overweight guard that this was not the case at all. There was still this lingering feeling of guilt and melancholia that was emitted by the plumber's eyes, no matter how hard he tried to conceal it.  Letting Luigi leave in such condition was out of the question, no doubt, but what exactly was the best method to cheer up a grieving plumber?  Kruller took a second to ponder, making an effort not to take to long to hatch a plan in case the former ghost hunter was getting impatient, which luckily didn't appear to be the case at least.  As soon as an idea popped up inside of the watchman's head, he could've sworn that if he was in a cartoon, a light bulb would have certainly flashed above his head.  "Hey, uh, Luigi, if you don't mind, how about we play a little game?"  "...Why?"  "Ah, well, I don't get a lot of company around here in the morning and nothing interesting happens in that time period anyway, so I thought we could kill some time together."  The green plumber seemed to be considering the offer, having his head drowsily raised from his arms a bit in a curious manner.  Please let this work.  "What-a-exactly is this-a-game called?"  "Oh, uh, it's called... 'Security Check', right."  "And what do I-a-do in this-a-game?"  "Well, for starters you have to stand up and spread your arms out in a T-Shape."  Standing up, the green hero followed the named steps, albeit doing it somewhat sluggishly, while the taller spectra, who was now floating behind the tired boy, assisted him to some extend.  "Okay, what-a-do I do next?"  "Laugh."  "...Wait wha-hahahahahat?!"  Before Luigi could even process what was happening to him, ghostly fingers were already being scribbled into his sides, sending shockwaves throughout his body and making the plumber clamp down his arms out of reflexes. "K-kruhuhuhullehehehahahar, w-w-whahahahahat ahahaharehehe-ahahahaha y-yohohohuhuhuh doho-hahahaha-dohohohoihihihihihihng ahahahahaha?!!"  "What does it look like? Performing a security check on you, silly."  The redeemed ghost hunter was immediatly torn out of his fatigued state, wobbily pushing against the bigger spectra's wriggling hands but to no avail, his feet weakly pounding against the ground. "Pleheheheheh-hahahahahah-heheheheahahahasehehehehe, nohohohohohahahahahat ahahahahahahaha-hehehehehehehehehehe t-thehehehehehrehehehehehehe!!"  "Not there? Got it." Deciding the sides were becoming a repetitive place to drill his fingers into, Kruller instead went on to work on the fidgeting plumber's ribs, gaining him now a more high pitched chuckling instead of giggling.  "Ahahahhaha-AHAHAHA K-KRUHUHUHLLAHAHAHA W-WHAHAHAHAHIHIHIT, NOHOHOHOHOHOHO-HAHAHAHAHA!!!"  "Sir, please stop squirming so much. I have to ensure the safety of every citizen around here, after all.~"  "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA S-STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO-HAHAHAHAHAHAP!!!"  A giddy Luigi attempted to flee from the mischievous spectra's grasp, but was instantly restrained by one arm and punished by the other hand who had snaked his way into his armpit and was currently spidering said area, causing the poor boy to blush in a deeper shade of red.  "Ah, ah, ah.~ Has no one ever taught you to not disrespect the law? Since you dared to resist an officer's instructions, I now have to take proper action to ensure no further resistance.~"  "W-WHAHAHAHAHAHAHIHIHIHIHIHIT-AHAHAHAHAHAHA; I-IHIHIHIHI AHAHAHAHM S-SOHOHOHO-HAHAHAHAHAHARRYHIHIHIHIHI!!!!"  "Tell it to the judge."  "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH-HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Realizing that escape was futile, the writhing ghost hunter let himself lean into the spectra's body which in turn promptly earned him squeezing against his belly and light scratching against his neck, making him shriek and wheeze with bubbled up laughter even more. "EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA N-N-NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"  "I'm sorry sir, but depending on your actions you have to suffer the consequences for it.~"  "WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE S-S-STOHOHOHOHOHOHA-HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" After switching from spidering against his neck, squeezing against his sides, scribbling away his ribs and basically tickling every tiniest laughter out of the plumber, Kruller noticed the tears that had formed in Luigi's eyes, prompting him to seize all attacks, giving the blushy and shivering mess of a plumber finally a chance to catch his breath.  "Ah, uh, I...I didn't overdo it now, did I...?"  Having eventually revovered to a degree that he was able to talk again, the green ghost hunter who had still a hint of red in his face quietly gazed at the worried ghost before finally answering.  "Hey, Kruller. You said-a-this was-a-game, right?"  "U-uh, yeah, I did...Why?"  "Well, that would-a-theoratically mean that the roles of-a-the players can be switched up, right?"  The ghost of the security guard, who was backing up into a wall behind him, didn't like where this was going, especially that playful glare and smirk that the plumber was giving him.  "I-ah u-uh, I t-think I've got t-t-to go!"  "Before you do-a-that, I still have-a-one question to ask-a-you."  "...Y-y-yes?"  Luigi was now standing in front of a very flustered Kruller, his blue eyes piercing the spectra's very being and his fingers wriggling teasingly towards him. "Are-a-ghosts ticklish?" Ah, well. At least Kruller was able to cheer Luigi up.