#ah yes you will have to go down that rabbit hole with me guys

[beebox-illustrations]

You will have to put up with my rekindled supernatural obsession…. Sorry guys 😬💚

Have a fantastic week!✨🌻

[hobbylobbyy]

Can i ask for a lucifer x fem!sucubbus!Reader 🗿?

Where the story takes place in the ring of lust since Lucifer is going to visit her secretly hehe

I don't know if you write smut but it would be nice if it could be smut 🥲❤️

A/N: So I’m not the best at smut, but I definitely want to try! Please do tell me if I’m not very good at smut, I’ll try not to embarrass myself later 🥲

His Secret Succubus

Summary: Lucifer is taking baby steps to get over Lilith and by some miracle, he ended up stepping into a girl’s bedroom. Little did he know, that would lead him down a rabbit hole.

Lucifer Morningstar x Fem!Succubus!Reader

INCLUDES: Nervous Lucifer, Sex, Sub!Lucifer, Dom!Reader, riding, P in V, protected sex

It was a slow Tuesday for Ozzie’s, as was any other Tuesday.

The only people coming along seemed more interested in their dates than you and the other strippers doing some synchronized dance while Asmodeus sang.

Imagine your surprise when you saw Lucifer, the head honcho, entering the building, without a date as well.

It’d been your break when he entered the back rooms, immediately being scooped up by Asmodeus into a tight hug.

“So it is you, Lucifer!” Asmodeus laughed, “I knew I saw you walk in earlier! You gotta text me next time, I didn’t have a table ready!”

“Ah- Uh-“ Lucifer looked as if he was being squeezed to death, chuckling awkwardly, “I-It’s fine- People ran out the building when they saw me anyway-!”

It was almost funny how awkward Lucifer seemed. He had to tilt his neck at an uncomfortable looking angle just to look at Asmodeus, which you almost made the mistake of laughing at.

“So, what brings you to my club, hm?” Asmodeus hummed, his attention solely on Lucifer and not on the 12 strippers on their breaks in the same room, “Looking for a fun time after all these years?”

Lucifer looked at the ground, embarrassed, “Oh- N-No! No no no, none of that-!” He then glanced up at you and the others, “N-No offense, of course!”

You shrugged it off, but the other girls immediately sat up and sent him suggestive smiles.

Asmodeus shut that down real quick.

“Didn’t you hear him? He said that’s not what he wants” He crossed his arms, “Your breaks are almost over anyways, hurry up and get ready”

Everyone groaned before getting up and heading to their respective changing rooms. Then you heard Asmodeus calling your name.

You turned around, already halfway into your room.

“Yes, Asmodeus?” You asked.

“You’re okay to take a longer break, I’ll send another girl out” Asmodeus smiled, “Something tells me you’re gonna have a busy night, hon”

You nodded, glancing at Lucifer whose red cheeks seemed to glow somewhat.

Meh, it was probably nothing.

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

You sat in the private room of the strip club, having been told that an anonymous client wanted to see you there.

It was nice for Hell, the room matched the vibe of the rest of the club while also feeling homey enough to be comfortable.

You turned your attention back to the door, waiting for whatever perverted fuck might walk through the door.

Your unimpressed gaze slowly turns into one of slight shock as you see the same king that you saw in the green room, the same king that assured Asmodeus he wasn’t here for sex of any kind.

“Oh, uh-!” Lucifer stammers, his eyes darting across the room, “I didn’t expect you to already.. Be in here..”

“Uh…” You respond, “Yeah, well, I kinda have to be in here whenever someone requests me”

The short king nodded and laughed nervously, “O-Of course you do! Uhm..”

You raised an eyebrow, “Are… You the guy that wanted me tonight?”

Lucifer seemed caught off guard by the question, but despite that, he walked forward.

“Yes, I- I did” He stuttered.

You hummed in response, trying to be as nonchalant as you could be since he seemed nervous.

You sat up from the bed, circling around him and standing behind him. You put your hands on his shoulder, smirking as he tensed up.

“Then what’re you waiting for?” You asked, not looking for a response. You waste no time to lead him to the bed.

Lucifer was surprisingly nervous about this. You kinda expected him to be some confident douchebag since he was the embodiment of pride, but here he was, letting you lead him.

He took a minute to get comfortable, leaning back on his hands as his legs hung off the edge of the bed.

“So.. Do you like to be the dom or..?” You asked.

“I’d actually like to be on the bottom, if that’s alright?” He asked, finally managing to get out a sentence without stuttering.

“Yeah, yeah, that’s fine” You nodded.

You moved his legs, separating them ever so slightly so that you could sit down on his lap.

“Is this position alright?” You asked, looking at him as his face flushes red.

“Y-YUP- Yup-! J-Just fine” He laughs nervously.

You couldn’t stop yourself from chuckling at his behavior, but you made sure to stop almost as soon as you started.

After a moment or two of adjusting the position, you draped your arms over his shoulder and started to grind your hips against his own.

You could hear as his breath hitched in his throat and he whimpered quietly. This reaction was exactly what you needed as you continued to rub your clothed sex against his.

“Fuck..” He whispered, his hands almost giving out as he involuntarily jutted his clothed erection up, craving more friction.

“How impatient…” You said before getting up off his lap, giving him some time to breath as you strut over to a cabinet nearby.

“Wh- Where are you going..?” He asked in between breaths.

You glanced at him, smirking at his new, more disheveled state, “Just getting some protection.. I’m assuming you don’t want any new responsibilities, do you, my king?~”

He shook his head quickly, making himself dizzy in the process, “No, no no- Hah- I uh.. Already have enough on my plate as it is..” He laughed.

“That’s what I thought,” You giggled before walking back to him with a condom.

He was quick to remove his belt and pull down his pants and boxers, revealing his dick. So that’s where the rest of the inches went!

It wasn’t difficult to put on the condom, you’d done it to dozens of men before and you just had to keep telling yourself this wasn’t any different, even though it definitely was.

“Now, let’s hope I can make you forget about all those responsibilities, hm?” You smirked, slowly removing your own mini skirt and lace thong.

He nodded quickly, already incredibly excited, “Trust me, you will” He mumbled.

You continued to grin as you pushed him back on his forearms, getting yourself comfortable as you lined the tip up with your pussy.

You managed to fit it all in on your first try, which was surprising considering his size. You could hear him letting out a small whimper, which only encouraged you to continue.

You started off gentle, taking it slow with him since he seemed to be that type of guy.

“F-Ffuck..” He groaned, his head leaning back.

“Hm? Does it feel good?” You smirked, lifting your hips before going back down and taking it in again.

“Mmhm..~” He whimpers, bucking up slightly before grabbing onto your thighs.

This motivated you to try harder. You’d had powerful men reduced to nothing but messes with minimal effort, but you’d love to see how far the King of Hell himself could go.

You continued to go slow until you felt the much loved feeling of him brushing against your g-spot. You couldn’t conceal your delighted little moan.

You leaned down on him, getting into an angle that was both comfortable and easy to please both of you in. You could feel yourself getting less gentle as you went on, and you knew he could feel it too seeing as he was letting muffled whimpers and groans pass through his lips.

You felt the familiar feeling of a knot forming in your stomach and you chased that feeling.

You could hear him groan as your walls clenched down on him.

“Gh- G-Gonna..” He whimpered, “I-I’m-“

He couldn’t even finish his sentence before he came, flopping down on the mattress as his arms gave out from behind him. You followed suit, your walls spasming as you cum on his dick.

You collapsed on his chest, both of you panting as you come down from the high.

“N-Normally I don’t cum that fast..” He choked out, laughing softly.

“Most people say that after I’m done with them” You chuckled, rolling off his chest and onto the bed beside him.

A few moments of silence followed. However, it wasn’t uncomfortable, it felt right.

“Wh- Uh.. C-Could I see you again..?” He muttered, not making eye contact with you.

You thought for a moment, wondering if being a sex worker for the king of hell was a good idea or not before shrugging.

“Yeah, I’d love to see you again” You nodded.

A/N: I rlly hope that was okay, I took a while contemplating whether or not this would be alright 😭

[oogaboogaspookyman]

@sm-baby

I COULD BE HAPPY WITH SOMEONE NEW BUT MY HEART ACHES

[JUST FOR YOU]

It's been a while, hasn't it?

The office door creaks open

"Heya Pom! Brought back the paper i asked you yesterday?" Jax sounded so cheery. So happy while you just sat there on the chair like a drunkard... Well he's not a romance guy, of course he would be happy on his own. Damn rabbit.

"Not a word? What, still miss Sir Dentures?" He chuckles. He doesn't stop chuckling. What a clown... Thinks the jester. Ironic.

"Hm..."

His smile fades into a sincere frown.

Sigh

"Look here, Pom... It was necessary. He's free, paid for restoring us, we're all good now. No more murder and i got my nice charming scarf back and my favorite brushes, i'm the cool art teacher again!"

"So turn the dumb frown upside down aaaand please give me the paper i asked you? Please and thank you?"

"You're not a romance guy, of course you're fine. [___]hole..."

...

Oh...

"Oh for the love of- the censor is still here?! God darn it, i wanna say the f word for once! I loved doing that!"

You grip onto the table until it began to crack at the memory of him. Him, him, him. That stupid fucking human.

"Pom you may wanna lay off the grip there, i paid a lot for tha-"

A chunk is crushed. Like paper.

...

"Ah..."

Pomni lets go, revealing the chokehold put on the table left a permanent mark.

"Did ya dissociate again? I spoke well 'n clear, i paid a lot for that one!"

"Suck me, rabbit, you can get your s[__]t yourself" Pomni gets up and storms off from the office with no more words.

"Eh... Christ she's not okay..." Jax sighs

"Wonder if things coulda been better?"

Nobody helps at all.

Gangle offered to distract her, have a play, but Pomni wasn't in the mood.

Zooble offered a smoke but she didn't wanna try that kind of stuff.

Bubble is too much of an agent of chaos to give a shit, offered to commit "one (1) arson".

Kinger is just too far gone in his dementia, lucid when it was fucking funny and nothing more...

Nobody helps.

He knew how to help...

Only he knew...

Him...

The door to Ragatha's room creaks open

"Oh hey Pomni! How's your day go... Oh..." Ragatha notices Pomni is not any form of happy, if anything she looks like she's empty inside and wants to die...

"Oh you're not alright... Would you like to talk over tea..?"

"Mm... Will you let me vent properly?" Pomni groaned, still doubting that she won't pull out the whole everything is fine bullshit

"Oh- u-uhm- yes of- of course! Of course, i- i apologize for my past behavior, i really wasn't in my... B- best moments, at the time..." Ragatha stuttered. Don't stutter, you pretentious... ... Anyhow.

"Okay... Do you remember... Caine?" Ragatha already caught wind of the situation...

"The human with the dentures head? Yes, i remember him just fine, he restored us..."

"Yeah..."

"He was a good man, although didn't have the best manners he was alright nonetheless, knew how to make some laugh..." Ragatha and Pomni chuckled at the memory of Caine's wacky way with words. Jumping jellybeans? Seriously? That's a man right there!

A good dude...

"..." Pomni's pupils turned into black scribbles at the thought of him. The chuckling had faded as soon as it started, replaced by...

"I loved that human, if i'm being honest... He knew how to cheer me up, how to make the situation seem less bigger than it actually is... He knew how to kiss, god did he know..." Ragatha let out an "oh my" after hearing Caine kissed her, what else did they do..?!

"He... He was... He's amazing. Just that, amazing..." Pomni sighed, sipping on the tea she's given... "I loved him..." She began to sniff, putting down her cup.

"Oh dearie, come here-" Ragatha put down her cup and welcomed Pomni with open arms, knowing full well she needed to let it out of her system.

And that she did. Pomni got up and hugged Ragatha as tight as she could, and began to sob her lonely heart away, "He loved you too, Pomni, that cannot be denied..." Ragatha spoke as she held Pomni close. The poor jester, so alone...

How ironic.

She has friends, and yet she's lonely.

Caine had filled up a hole nobody could fill, and now that he's gotten out of the game after restoring everyone to their better conditions... That hole is empty once more, a gaping void and nothing to fill it.

How lonely this jester must be...

But it was necessary. He's free now.

[rallamajoop]

What is your bunny called?

Ah, what the hell, it's Easter, season of the bunny ‒ let's do this properly.

Meet Attila the Bun!

(I can't actually take credit for that name, but that's a longer story.)

Anyway. The first and by far the most important thing you need to know about Attila is that he wants you (yes, you) to rub his cheeks.

If you asked him, "Attila! What is best in life?" he would respond, "Cheek rubs!" And while you sit there waiting for him to maybe list another best-thing or two ‒ maybe getting into the vegie beds, or digging big holes in places he's not supposed to, or at least the inevitable, treats! ‒ he'll be down there, significantly nudging your ankle, because excuse you, he said cheek rubs, why are aren't you rubbing his cheeks yet?

Don't get me wrong ‒ like any pet, he loves treats too. He loves grape vine leaves so much he has effectively trimmed our grape vine from the bottom up to as high as he can reach. Some days he will jump up on a chair just to reach higher. He will regularly do a little happy dance just because he's seen me go near the grape vine, which can only mean one thing (sure, I may claim I'm there to hang out my laundry, but he isn't fooled).

But frankly, most of the time, you can leave the treats, he'll eat them when you're gone ‒ while you're here, how about rubbing his cheeks? Reach down to offer this guy any treat he's not completely in the mood for, and he's liable to go, hnn, y'know what, this here hand could be rubbing my cheeks. His happy place is sitting with his face in my lap, getting rubbed on both cheeks at once (a single cheek is acceptable if you're holding a camera, but we both know you can do better).

Attila mostly spends his days in our back yard, but by around 5:30 most evenings you'll find him sitting up top in his two-storey hutch, patiently waiting for the miraculous appearance of tasty rabbit pellets he's learned to expect in the evening (post-pellets, you will usually find him snoozing in a happy pellet coma). In the morning, however, convincing him that the hutch is open again, and that he can totally come out and enjoy the garden, is often complicated by the fact that you're standing near his hutch, and you could definitely be giving him a good head-scritch or some cheek-rub through the bars.

He spends so much time doing this that I have been known to joke that if someone ever stuffed Attila then propped him up at the bars of his hutch in this exact position, it might genuinely take me a while to notice.

It is to my great shame that Attila had been living with me for some time before I happened upon a random youtube video by a fellow rabbit-owner who mentioned in passing that her bun liked having her cheeks rubbed. Believe me when I tell you that nothing I have ever done for this lil' guy has improved his quality life more than the day we discovered just how much he enjoyed this particular form of attention. From that day forth, I am no longer his owner, I am his cheek rub delivery service.

(He will still attest that I do absolutely give the best cheek rubs. No-one else in the household is nearly so willing to flow down on the grass with him so he can shove his face up on my leg. The fact he usually gets a grape vine leaf afterwards doesn't hurt either.)

Now, just to end this post, I'm going to have to hope there are no underaged buns reading, because I am about to share some filthy bunny-porn.

[rekino2114]

Random texts they sent you with drdt ladies.

I saw this genre of post and thought it was really fun, so I wanted to do it.

Teruko tawaki

My 1 leaf clover☘️💚:Aaaaahhhh fuck my luck fuck my life shit shit shit.

Yn:Geez teruko, are you OK? What happened?

My 1 leaf clover☘️💚:I accidentally sent Xander a photo I wanted to send you, and I can't even delete it cause he already saw it. My luck is the worst he's gonna stab me or something.(i'm a terrible person)

Y/n:That's a bit dramatic, don't you think? What kind of photo was it?

My 1 leaf clover☘️💚:...

Y/n:Ooooh, I get it now, I didn't think you were the type to do that.

My 1 leaf clover☘️💚:I love you and wanted to do something special. now, shut up and help me fix this problem.

Y/n:ok,I'm gonna talk to Xander so you don't have to.he's a nice guy. I'm sure he'll understand.

My 1 leaf clover☘️💚:thanks.I owe you one,love ya

Y/n:i love you too, even with your luck

Min jeung

Cutest bookworm📚💜:Hey y/n, did you know the eiffel tower can be 15 cm taller during the summer because the iron heats up and it expands.

Y/n:cool how did you find that out?

Cutest bookworm📚💜:I was studying for a French test and feel down a rabbit hole

Y/n: why did you tell me?

Cutest bookworm📚💜:I knew you'd listen to my facts you're basically the only one who does

Y/n:awww thanks min I love you by the way I think you've been studying too much how about we watch a movie?

Cutest bookworm📚💜:but I have a test....in 5 days

Y/n:you're gonna be fine you're the smartest person I know you need to relax more

Cutest bookworm📚💜: ok thanks I love you

Y/n:great I'll be at your house in 20 minutes with snacks I love you too

Arei nageishi

Bowling babe🎳🩵: heeeeey, babe, guess what your awesome girlfriend did for you today.

Y/n:did you make another person cry?

Bowling babe🎳🩵:Yep! this asshole was saying how much he was better than you, and I should have been with him ah! What a loser he was crying so hard when I was done with him

Y/n:Thanks? I guess

Bowling babe🎳🩵: You bet you're thankful to have me as your gf

Y/n:why did I date you again?

Bowling babe🎳🩵:cause you can't resist me now, come here so we can go on a date

Y/n:You're right. I guess I can't. I'll be there soon

Hu jing

Best mom and gf🦋💚: Hi dear, I just wanted to check if you have eaten enough and if you're OK both in a physical and mental way. If anything is wrong, remember that I love you and you can talk to me

Y/n:you have no idea how much just reading that made my day 100 times better

Best mom and gf 🦋💚:oh why did something happen?

Y/n:Not really, but just you just made my heart melt

Best mom and gf 🦋💚: I'm glad I could make your day better

Y/n:You always and yes I have eaten enough by the way I love you a lot

Best mom and gf🦋💚:Thank you. I'm glad you're good both in a physical and mental way. I love you too, never forget that.

J rosales

J📹💙(I can't think of a nickname):Hey, come here, arturo's annoying me again.

Y/n:Really? Again?

J📹💙:Yep, he's calling me Julia too it's really uncomfortable

Y/n:Don't worry, I'm coming

J📹💙:Thanks, appreciate it. no matter how many times I tell him to stop, he still continues he's so annoying

Y/n: I know, but don't worry, I'll try to deal with him

J📹💙:thanks I really love you

Y/n:love you too

Veronika grebenshchikova

My bloody gf☠️❤️:Hey darling,have I told you how handsome/beautiful you look today?

Y/n: For the last time, Veronika, we are not watching the entire saw franchise again

My bloody gf☠️❤️:but why? It's so much fun with all the blood and the torture

Y/n:I'm not saying it's not fun, just that it's the third time this month.

My bloody gf☠️❤️:How about this, then? We'll cuddle, and I can hold you when you're scared,I'll pull you into my chest and play with your hair, I'll also bring snacks and blankets. How does that sound?

Y/n:Fine, but you owe me one

My bloody gf☠️❤️: sure dear I'll remember that and I'll be waiting for you.

Rose lacroix

Bob ros(e)s🎨💛:help me

Y/n:What happened rose, are you OK?

Bob ros(e)s🎨💛:I spent like 2 hours painting I'm about to fall asleep. I need coffee

Y/n: No, you need rest I'll bring you tea and blankets and help you sleep ok?

Bob ros(e)s🎨💛:thanks you're the bebsjdhdjshuk

Y/n:rose,did you fall asleep while writing that?

[yungchaeng]

Roommates (Twice series: Chaeyoung)

III: Grass genre: fluff - word count: 3414 content warning: detailed marijuana use in the latter half of the chapter

chaeyo.0: cool shirt, new hair, same me

Chaeyoung had posted a photo you took of her during lunch, showing her new hair-do. Finally, you found out about her online presence when she asked you for your account in order to tag you in the photo.

Her Instagram was…interesting. It was quite cool and alternative. It emphasized her love for art with some posts of her own works, or pieces she admired. There was the occasional mirror selfie, but also a bunch of random pictures of her like one where she stared off into the distance with a strawberry in her mouth.

Yes, it was odd. But you couldn’t help but smile at her feed. It represented her very well. And you grinned at the thought that you now had a place on her feed as well.

In the midst of your fawning over your roommate and her Instagram profile, you locked eyes with a random guy on the other side of the library that was probably wondering what was making you smile like an idiot by yourself. You shot him an awkward tight-lipped smile and quickly buried your head back into your book in embarrassment.

You were supposed to be studying for multiple exams and writing essays which was why you were in the library in the first place. However, concentration didn’t come easy as your mind kept wandering to a specific place, a specific person.

You and Chaeyoung were cool. Whenever you both were home, it was comfortable and never really awkward which you were glad about. You hung out and there was always a light-hearted vibe which you liked, but it was always short-lived as she always seemed to be going somewhere. Sometimes she was already gone by the time you woke up and sleeping when you came back from the library.

Although you two didn’t spend as much time together as you were hoping you could, she did have her ways to occupy your mind during the day. Some days she’d randomly send you artworks, clothes she saw on Pinterest that reminded her of ‘your style’ and most days you’d be flipping through your notebook in class and she’d left a little doodle on the corner of a page, probably when you left it open on your desk.

But you didn’t mind thinking about her this much. In fact, you liked it – a little too much.

Seemingly out of your control, your hand wandered back over to your phone that was still open on your roommate’s Instagram page.

“Hey there,” a voice sounded out, saving you from the rabbit hole you were bound to fall in again looking at Chaeyoung’s Instagram.

Nayeon plopped down on the seat next to you with her own roommate sitting next to her. You had grown close to both Nayeon and Jeongyeon over the past few weeks. As they have been at the college longer than you they could help you out and their chaotic dynamic together was always entertaining to you, so you were at their place quite often.

“How’s studying going? Or should I ask how insta-stalking your roomie is going?” Nayeon asked.

“Oh my god, I wasn’t insta-stalking.” You blushed under Nayeon and Jeongyeon’s knowing smirks. “She tagged me in a post, so I wanted to like it…”

“A post of 138 weeks ago?” Jeongyeon quipped, gesturing to the particular post that was open on your screen.

“Ah, shut up.” You pleaded, defeated. Maybe if you lay face down on the table for long enough they would go away?

“What are we talking about?” The voice of your classmate and friend Jihyo chimed in, chirpy as always. She joined the table with another one of your classmates, Momo, completing the small group of people you usually hung out with.

“Someone here has a little crush on their roommate.” Nayeon sing-songed, nudging you in the process.

“Jeongyeon?” Momo asked, genuinely confused.

“Ew, no.” The said girl grimaced teasingly.

“Whatever, I’m out of your league anyway.” Nayeon shrugged and stuck her tongue out at Jeongyeon. “But no, I’m talking about this one here.” She pointed to you.

“Ah, is that the one that make little love drawings for you during class?” Jihyo teased.

“Oh my god, love drawings? You don’t tell me anything, do you?” Nayeon feigned offense and slapped your arm.

“Ship.” Momo simply stated while rummaging through her bag for something to eat.

“I’m your mentor, you know? I should be helping you through these moments in life.” Nayeon went on.

“You’re my mentor. Not my mom.”

“Mom, older sister, mentor, same difference.” The older girl shrugged. “But tell me all about this Chaeyoung!”

And so you did. You firmly stood your ground that you weren’t crushing on the girl. However, seeing your friend’s smirk as you told them about her interests, habits, cute gestures and whatever else you rambled about, you knew they weren’t believing that for a second. Honestly, you slowly were coming to terms with it yourself.

The girl’s teased you relentlessly over your soft spot for the girl, but didn’t seem to know her in the way you did as they said they wouldn’t expect you to be into such a ‘rebel type of girl’.

You understood that she seemed that way though. The tattoos, her slight introvertedness and a slight air of mysteriousness that followed her would make it logical that she would be some sort of hard-ass. However, you knew that that idea disappeared when she smiled at you.

No rebel without a cause could have a smile as sweet as hers. Impossible.

“Okay,” you sighed. “Maybe I do have a bit of a crush on her then.” The table was silent, your friends simply giving you a look.

“Anyone surprised?” Momo broke the silence followed by a string of laughs and shaking of the heads of your other friends.

After what seemed like ages of teasing you, you and your friends all got back to studying. You were surprised at how much faster it was to do your schoolwork with them – it was probably more efficient anyway since you couldn’t distract yourself thinking about Chaeyoung without getting called out for it. Before you knew it, you were done typing up your last essay and were packing your bag to go home.

And boy, you couldn’t wait to get home. You had been fantasizing about diving into your bed as soon as you got back all day and that was exactly what you did when you walked through the door. You groaned into your pillow, releasing all the pent-up stress from being busy with schoolwork for so long.

Much to your surprise, Chaeyoung walked through the front door and paused at the sight of you. It seemed like neither of you expected the other home at this time, but it was a pleasant surprise.

“Hey?” she said, a look of amusement on her face. “You’re back so early.”

“Yeah,” a sigh escaped your lips as you looked at her. “I’m finally done with all the deadlines, which is good…but now I just hope I did well.”

“Aw,” she cooed. “Don’t worry. You worked so hard, so it’s definitely going to be okay.” Your roommate moved over to her own bed and lied down, looking over at you with care in her eyes. “Are you stressed?”

“Yeah, a bit I guess…”

She simply hummed in response and thought for a second. “I think I might know something that could calm you down?” Chaeyoung bit her lip and in a split second she walked over to her desk and rummaged through the top drawer. You watched her pull out a little plastic bag from it, with something inside that you couldn’t quite make out yet. When she sat next to you on your bed you realised.

“Chaeyoung, is that…” you lowered your voice to a whisper and scanned the room as if you two weren’t the only two in it, “marijuana?”

Your roommate chuckled at your antics, “Yeah, it is.”

You fixated on the green bud in the plastic bag. “Is that even allowed in here?”

“I don’t know,” she shrugged with a mischievous smile, “probably not, but no one is here to stop us, right?” She had a point and you thought for a second. “But please,” Chaeyoung locked eyes with you as she went on. “No pressure, alright? It’s just a suggestion, okay?”

Maybe it was her genuine expression, the residual stress you still felt from school or simply just your curiosity, but you decided. “Okay, fuck it. Let’s do it.”

“Cool,” she simply said with a smile.

You watched her as she walked over to the kitchen table and took out some stuff from a little bag next to her bed and took the bud from it’s plastic bag. You weren’t sure what exactly she was doing but she seemed like such an expert at doing it. Before you knew it, the little bud had been rolled into a joint and you looked on fascinated.

You didn’t realize you were biting your lip watching her lick the paper as the last step until her eyes met yours when doing it. It was the quickest you have ever looked away from anything, but you still managed to catch her smirk at you. You awkwardly cleared your throat as you felt yourself blushing.

Chaeyoung had moved your desk chairs over to the open window and you sat down next to her. “Have you ever smoked before?” she asked. You shook your head and rubbed your arm. “Do you know how to?” When you shook your head once again, she smiled. “Okay, that’s fine. I know a way that might be chill for you.”

She explained that there was a way for you to smoke by her inhaling it first and transferring it over to you in some kind of way. You had no clue what she was talking about, but trusted her when she told you “Just inhale when I guide you to, okay?” Chaeyoung got up from her chair and stood in front of you. She cupped her hand to shield from the wind as she struck her lighter.

As she was so focused on that, you took the chance to look at her. She wore sweatpants and a cropped t-shirt, stained with what was probably paint or ink of some sort. You couldn’t help but check her out. Her hair in somewhat of a messy bun, cheeks rosy from the cold wind on her, her clothes showing off her mid-riff and soft tummy…

As if she could read your mind and your deepest desire, she came closer to you. Chaeyoung lowered herself to face you by going on her knees in front of you and placed her hands on your thighs. Your breath hitched as she leaned into you and she softly tapped you. Taking that as the said signal, you closed your eyes and tentatively inhaled the smoke coming from her parted lips.

When you opened your eyes they met the worrying eyes of your roommate. “Are you alright?”

You nodded. The feeling of smoke in your lungs was definitely something you had to get used to. Then it was as if everything hit you all at once. Chaeyoung’s hands still on your thighs, her scent, her face only inches away from yours, her presence, her lips. Everything. “Wow. Yeah, but wow.”

Chaeyoung only laughed and the sound and it sounded like music in your ears. Chaeyoung helped you the same way a few more times and a combination of the weed and her proximity to you made you feel lightheaded in an odd, but good way. You rest your back in your chair, letting the pleasant wave of euphoria wash over you.

“Relax, okay?” she instructed and sat back down in her own chair. “and let me know if you need anything.”

You pouted and held your tongue. What you wanted was for her to come closer again, but that would be silly to say, right?

“Tell me about your day.” She said, taking a hit for herself. In your mind her eyes bore right through you. You don’t know if it was just the weed, but it felt like the first time you truly had someone’s full attention in order to talk about something as mundane as your day.

So you did as told. Told her about your school assignments, procrastinating in the library and your friends joining you (you skipped over them teasing you ofcourse). You even rambled on about the smallest detail, until you saw her smiling to herself. “Oh my god, should I stop talking?”

“No, don’t.” she reassured and leaned her back against the wall, eyes closed. “Your voice is very soothing.”

You internally thanked the gods for her eyes being closed so she couldn’t see you blush. “It feels like I’ve been talking for hours…”

Chaeyoung took her phone out and chuckles slightly. “Yeah, that’s the weed.” She said and showed you on her screen that only five minutes had passed. “And even if you were, I wouldn’t mind.”

Honestly, you wouldn’t mind talking to Chaeyoung for hours either. The idea of having a moment like this with her last for so long actually brought a giddy smile to your face, one that you didn’t even mind hiding.

“You know, for someone who’s kind of quiet you have a good way with words.” You remarked earning a giggle from your roommate.

Chaeyoung giggled “Thanks, I guess?”

“Anyway, the floor is yours. Talk to me.” You slouched down in your seat and closed your eyes, awaiting her voice to fill the room.

She talked about her day with a smile, describing how she went to an art studio with some friends to paint and listen to music together.

“Is that where you always are?” you cocked your head to the side, “You’re not actually here very much.”

“Aw, did you miss me?” she teased. You held your tongue as you felt yet another blush coming on. Due to the embarrassment you felt of her being kind of right, you only managed to playfully roll your eyes at her. “Yeah, I guess. Either there or in the library or something.” She went on (thankfully). “I noticed you were heavy on all your school work for the past week or so, so I didn’t want to, like, distract you or anything.”

You paused for a beat. You wanted to tell her that there was no problem and that she wasn’t distracting you at all, but from the few times that you actually did study when she was home, you knew that you would be a lie. After reading every other word, your mind drifted to her and what she could be thinking or doing on the other side of the room. You couldn’t help but glance at her every now and then and admire her.

When you thought she wasn’t looking, you peeked at her. Looked at her reacting to videos on her phone and smiled at the way her eyebrows furrowed then or happily sighed at the sound of her soft giggles. Or when she was furiously typing away on her laptop you yearned to ask what she was doing, just to hear her voice fill the room again.

Had she noticed that? Is that why she left? Was it weird? Is that why she kept leaving? Were you being weird right now?

Omg, say  s  o  m  e  t  h  i  n  g  

“Oh,” you simply let out.

The other girl burst out laughing and you weren’t sure why. She held onto her stomach and actually folded over in laughter. And for some reason, you couldn’t help but laugh with her. After you both laughed for what seemed like ages she wiped happy tears brimming at her eyes. “You were thinking for so long, and you had the shortest reaction.”

“I think my brain might have just glitched,” you chuckled.

“No worries.” the other girl smiled. “Anyway, you should come with me to the art studio sometime. It’s really pretty, plus I think my friends would really like you too.”

“Sounds like a plan.” You smiled.

The two of you talked longer, every minute felt like an hour and you enjoyed all of it. You learned so much more about Chaeyoung. You watched with adoration as she described the intricacies of “Girl” by The Internet and explained to you why it was her favourite song at the moment. You admired her as she went on and on about Justin Bieber, trying (and failing) to hide her inner Belieber. You smiled as she told you about a new spider tattoo she planned on getting on her hand and you laughed at how she cringed when telling you about her first kiss.

You were enthralled by her. Captivated.

“I could go for some food, how about you?” she randomly spoke up, breaking a small silence that had fell. She stood up and walked towards the kitchen area.

“You read my mind.” You muttered as you shuffled behind her.

“Good,” she chuckled. “I got some Ramyeon.” she smiled bright and held the noodle packs next to her head.

“Ah, it’s my favourite flavour as well!” you exclaimed.

“I know, I noticed you preferred it over the others. So I buy mostly this one now.” Your roommate casually said as she prepared the food. “You’re right. It’s really good.”

“Oh my god, Chaeyoung. You’re such a sweetheart.” You let out, admiring your roommate. She laughed at your remark and you went on, “I can’t believe I was intimidated by you at the start?”

The other girl burst out into laughter when you spoke, “Ah, you make my day. Me? Intimidating?” she put her hand against her chest and raised an eyebrow, acting offended. However, she quickly composed herself and turned the amused look on her face into the most adorable wannabe gangster one you have ever seen. “I mean, yeah, as you should.” She cutely quipped.

“Shut up, chae.” You slapped your roommate’s shoulder. “You’re not fooling anyone.”

When the food was ready you ate, going on and on about how this was the best Ramyeon you had both ever tasted – although that was probably just due to the munchies. Both of you were sitting on your roommate’s bed, still talking while tiredness was slowly taking over. Your voices had gotten lower and you had somehow, someway slowly found comfort being close to each other. Chaeyoung sat up against her bed frame and you rested your head against her shoulder. From this position, a seemingly permanent smile was plastered on your face as you got lost in her eyes.  

You were taking turns asking each other random questions, being stubborn and trying to avoid falling asleep. “what is your ideal date?” she had asked you. It was a good question. Not one you had really thought about before.

“I don’t really know actually,” you admitted. “Having a bite to eat with them would definitely be on the list. Maybe also do something cool before or after? Like visit a concert, or an aquarium or something – I don’t know. I also enjoy the arcade. I always used to go on my birthday when I was younger.”

“That sounds fun.” Chaeyoung said. You could hear it in her voice, she was tired too. “When is it actually, your birthday?”

“Saturday.” You said, mindlessly snuggling up closer to your roommate.

“What? So soon?” the other girl said, slightly taken aback. “were you going to tell me this?” she jokingly quipped.

“ah, no big deal.” You replied through a yawn.

You didn’t know if it was an after effect of the weed or the comfort you felt laying on Chaeyoung’s shoulder, but it felt like you had never been as tired as you were at that moment. However, stubborn as you were, you didn’t want the night to end.

“I disagree.” The other girl muttered under her breath. She looked down and chuckled at you fighting your natural urge to close your eyes. “You’re tired.”

“I’m good.” You tried.

Your roommate swung her arm over you, pulling you closer into a more comfortable position. “uhm,” she started tentatively. “you’re welcome to stay with me tonight…I mean, if you want.”

You melted in the comfort of her grip, and through the tiredness you managed to smile at her. “yeah, I’d like that.”

And just like that, you closed your eyes and another day was gone.

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@winterandwords tagged me! Sorry to be so slow to get to this! I'm just getting my brain back in gear after some med changes.

You visit your own grave and someone asks "did you know them?"

What's your answer? Tell us what your OC/s would say to this, bonus points if it's in their voice/a mini snippet

I'll tag @anonymousfoz and @teacupsandstarlight and @dyrewrites.

You guys ready for this? I have a lot of OCs. I'm going to interpret this a bit loosely. Hope that's ok.

Antea from Stitches and Memories

"That's Antea's grave," the stranger said. "Did you know her?"

It was an impossible statement, or should have been, but the truth screamed in Antea's head, in the little space her headache left free. She was buried there, three feet down in a shallow hole made by someone who couldn't be bothered, and her skin was already degloving from her hands as she rotted and became one with the dirt. She was dead, some version of her, and Jadan had died with her. He was curled around her in that pit, for eternity.

Behind her, Jadan was telling the stranger that he was wrong, that she was alive. But Antea said nothing. She fell to her knees and threw up.

Nelone from As Immortality Fades

"Nelone's grave?" I said, gazing up at the elaborate mausoleum that had been added to the City of the Dead. It certainly looked like the grave of a beloved queen, one that her subjects had spared no expense to honor. There was one problem: I wasn't dead.

"Did you ever meet her?" the stranger asked. "They say she ruled for five hundred years as a teenager before her age caught up with her all in one day."

I laughed and touched the lines on my face. "It was bound to happen eventually. And yes. I knew her."

Zisha from Cast Out

I stared down at the plain, unmarked stone. I wanted to ask, are you sure? Is this really me? But instead I signed, "A little" and sat down in the loose dirt where someone (me?) had just been buried. The stone needed a painting. A face, immortalized forever. But I didn't know if I would paint myself there or a stranger.

Elise from the Bone Queen

I stared at the grave for a long moment. And then, without thinking about it much, I started to laugh.

Mausart put a hand on my shoulder. He murmured in my ear, "It can't be true, love. You're not in there."

I giggled, utterly delighted. "But if I AM, I'm peaceful and in a grave. Idony didn't chain my ghost to my bones. She didn't lock me in servitude forever! And do you know what that means?"

"What?"

I spun towards him. "She lost."

Adam from Triangle Park

Adam stared down at the gravestone. It was carved with angels and his name and dated to a year ago. The birth date had been left blank completely. It looked like a human grave, except no human was just named Adam, of no last name in particular. But faeries didn't carve gravestones.

Lizzy shuffled her Birkenstocks beside him and said, "Sorry. I thought you were dead. I thought... I just wanted something nice. To commemorate you. You know?"

"That's, ah, very thoughtful," Adam managed.

Rabbit tugged on his hand and leaned her head against his side. "What's this? Why's there a big rock?"

Adam crouched beside her. "To remember the dead. It's a grave."

Rabbit wrinkled up her nose. "But it's got your name on it!"

He cast a glance up at Lizzy. "Yes, well..."

Rabbit stuck out her lower lip. "Maybe it's a different Adam. Because you're not dead. Not like Sniffer."

"Maybe it is," Adam agreed.

She beamed up at him, her face full of relief. "Did you know him?"

"I can't say I did."

Mindral from the Halfway Revenant

"We dug you a grave," the man said, gesturing down at the open pit. "A grave for Mindral Thideet, who destroyed her family."

Mindral's fingernails cut into her palms. "How kind of you."

"A grave for Mindral, who is dead. Go on. Climb in."

She snapped, "I'm not dead. Do I smell like a woman who died a month ago?"

He leered at her, perfect teeth bared. "There's an unbinding symbol carved into your brow. That body's heart may beat, but Mindral Thideet's soul is with the gods. You're nothing but a filthy godkin."

"Would a godkin do this?" Mindral asked. And she shoved him into the grave.

Kerra from Court Phoenix

I cradled Hes against my chest and looked at Chujulan through the curtain of flame that danced across the phoenix's back. "What do you mean, I died?"

The sister of my heart stared at me, her shoulders rigid and feet set as though she expected to weather a charge. "You died, Kerra. That's your grave. I lowered your body into it. Mounded up the dirt with my own hands. I wept. I haven't wept since Cherin died." Her voice was a raw, wounded thing, the cry of an animal dying in a corner.

My blood rushed in my ears, whum whum whum. "But--"

Her green eyes flashed. "You died, and I've spent my whole life refusing to believe in ghosts. I've mocked all the lordly who hide from them by sleeping through their days. I've walked outside of the city wards and laughed. So how dare you come back."

Hes screamed, a mournful wail that didn't even sound like it came from a bird's throat.

I wanted to say something. But the words didn't come.

Juniper from School of Souls

I stood in front of my grave. And the worst thing, the thing that made me want to run through the streets until someone ran a red light and put me out of my misery, was that it really WAS my grave. My aunt had stuffed my body into a pretty, sterile coffin and laid it to rest next to Mom and Dad. The school had so helpfully sent my corpse to my next of kin. And now I could never go home.

Besides me, Ophelia smiled like a shark and said, "Oh, look at that! Little dead Juniper Fellows. Rotting in a pit in the ground. How sad. Do you need me to help you forget? I can make you think you've never heard the name."

Franklin, on my other side, balled his hands into fists. "Fuck you, Ophelia. Shut up."

Ameryi from the Many-faced Princess

I didn't need him to defend me. I found my voice. "Like you forgot your name? It wasn't Ophelia, was it? You just stole Ophelia's body and her life and forgot everything that came before."

Ophelia laughed joyfully. "And why not? Why shouldn't I forget?"

"Because you're a murderer? Because you're a thief? Because you're DEAD, like we're all dead?" I was shouting by now, and my voice should have echoed off the manicured cemetery lawn and rows of polished stones. But instead they swallowed it. Franklin put a hand on my shoulder, but I shrugged him off. "We shouldn't be here. None of us. We don't deserve it."

I was crying now. But not for me and my dead body. For the girl whose body I wore. Because she was dead, too, only no one would ever give her a grave.

Rebeka from Mud-Child

Ameryi stared down at the little mound of dirt. "Princess Ameryi is buried here? There isn't even a marker."

The gravekeeper spat. "She was a face-shifter. She worshipped Akihel. She's lucky they didn't feed her to the dogs."

Ameryi kept a pleasant smile on her borrowed face. "What did she look like when she was buried? Herself?"

He spat again, this time right on the grave. "Does it matter? Dead's dead."

It didn't. Ameryi already knew the answer. She knew who had died in her name, who she would never be able to repay. And she would blame herself forever.

Rebeka said, "Fuck that. I ain't dead."

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I admittedly know very little about fnaf outside of security breach so every new post you make with the Aftons is like a punch in the throat as I learn something new about the lore (I love seeing it but I never expect what's coming). You telling me Michael Afton became Freddy??

(ah yes. the Aftons. The Tragic Trio and peepaw willy. those guys. love those guys. Welcome to the circus spjsshehshe)

Does Michael become Freddy? Uh. Oh boy okay so

No.

Technically.

We don’t think so. So far

Well.

OKAY SO there’s this whole thing called the “Glammike Theory” but it’s just that— a theory. Okay? Okay. It’s an idea, where Michael Afton (right after passing away during the events of FNAF 6) actually went to possess Glamrock Freddy for the events of Security Breach due to leaving his work on Earth incomplete (his “work” being ending his father’s wrath once and for all. And that idiot Always Comes Back god damn it).

Still, it’s mostly a very entertaining and heart wrenching concept to dabble into, even if it isn’t canon at all. It’s very fun. Filled with potential!!

If you wanna know a bit more, I can list off some things off the top of my head that can feed into the concept. There’s not many hints and clues that support the theory BUT!! People have pointed out the following:

Freddy’s notable instant protectiveness over Gregory, a character modeled to highly resemble Michael Afton’s younger brother, the Crying Child (from FNAF 4). If we go with another theory that Gregory is, in fact, a robot version of the Crying Child, then that would explain Freddy’s strange attachment to him further. (This second part is supported by other details of the game, but that’s another rabbit hole we’re not getting into here.)

The very peculiar (and very noted) moment where Freddy first offers to help Gregory escape.

“I want to help you. Maybe they want to help you too.”

Only for Gregory to reply:

I doubt it… for some reason… you’re different.”

And this scene is never explored again. It mostly feels like Scott is poking us with a stick going “look! Look here! Pay attention here!” And it’s been a nice conversation people like to apply to the bullet point mentioned prior (like here!!)

The whole ordeal in Security Breach where while climbing down to the depths to face Burntrap, Freddy oddly muses in a strange tone how “all his friends are down there” (referring to the molten mass of animatronic parts that is Molten Freddy. Who is also technically Ennard (Michael’s foe from Sister Location). People speculate that if this were Michael speaking, his “friends” would be the other kids seen in FNAF 4 helping bully his brother, all of them wearing Freddy, Chica and Bonnie masks matching Michael’s Foxy one— the detail rises when remains of these specific animatronics are seen tangled up in Molten Freddy’s mass of wires and cables.

Again with Freddy’s immediate protectiveness over Gregory, it’s been said that it might be Michael redeeming himself for what he did to his brother when he was alive. He’s making amends and doing things right by taking care of Gregory instead.

Freddy, unlike the rest of the Glamrocks, is unaffected by the Afton virus. Also unexplained much in the games (that I know so far!!) but it might be because while the others are animatronics and nothing more, Freddy has a soul inside him already pulling the strings. Michael.

I’m sure there might be more, but I guess this can feed your brainworms a bit? It sure feeds me everyday lol.

Anyways TL:DR: Glammike Not Canon, only fun idea. :)

[goofyjelly]

I'm about to watch Star Trek TAS , Yesteryear, Ive heard vague things about this, I'll post thoughts here :

EDIT B4 I POST THIS : // omfg this post turned out so much longer than anticipated, so I'm putting it under the cut lmao //

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Sjdkjskd omfg it's off-putting how soft their voiceovers are; it sounds like they're recording in a closet and they don't want their parents to hear 😭

That's not even a complaint cus I'm eating this show up regardless

AMANDA AND SAREK DIVORCED IN THE ALTERNATE TIMELINE 💀 SAREK REMARRIED 💀💀💀

Spock's "Teddy Bear" 🥺

I don't even want to get into how weird the Time Travel mechanics are in this show- if I get into it I'll never stop so it's best just to ignore it lmao

Spock really just went Ah yes. I am your cousin. I will never see you again.

Friendly reminder: this was shown on Saturday morning cartoons ✨✨✨. So children witnessed Kid Spock choosing to mercy kill his pet.

along with Grown Up Spock having Father Issues™

Sarek telling his SON that if he fails him , he isnt a true Vulcan at all, prompting Spock (AT SEVEN YEARS OLD) to go on a POINTLESS SUICIDE MISSION to the top of a giant mountain. A MISSION THAT WOULD HAVE AND SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN HIM KILLED! the only reason he doesn't die is because Time Travel Spock saves himself!!!!!

Spock has to know that asking Sarek to try and ' better understand his son ' is pointless. Like, he has to know, but he still asks him to anyways! Because he's standing in front of his child self KNOWING that he almost died trying to both fit into society and prove himself worthy to his father.

Okay now I'm going down a mental Spock rabbit hole that ultimately has me thinking of Spock choosing to attend Starfleet rather than the VSA.

Like, I dont think Spock ever really had any problems with standing against his father, but THAT DECISION was DIFFERENT!!!! IT CAUSED, LIKE, A TWENTY YEAR RIFT BETWEEN THEM!!!!

So Spock just wants his father to UNDERSTAND.

Because Sarek is a very intelligent individual, like, this is known. And he is known to be extremely stubborn , but it doesn't seem like he is willing to emphasize with his son.

HE SAYS IT HIMSELF IN THIS EPISODE!!! it's either the human way, or the Vulcan way. No cuts no buts no coconuts!!! But in a very physiological way, Spock will always have both ways!

It seems to me here that Sarek and most of Vulcan don't know what to make of Spock. Even the Vulcan healer recognizes Spock likely because he's OneOfAKind in a sense- like, Oh it's the half breed kid.

He will always be "too emotional" for Vulcans and "not emotional enough" for Humans, even though THATS NOT TRUE!!! All Vulcans have emotions , but because Spock's human heritage is public knowledge, everyone pays close attention to any even perceived portrayal of feeling; even if that portrayal is normal Vulcan behavior.

Oop the rabbit hole in my brain is going DEEPER , GUYS STAY WITH ME

thinking about how Spock:

went from Vulcan, where they treated him differently cus he was too human and had human blood

TO STARFLEET. Of course there is likely prejudice against non-humans, but he is a Vulcan to everyone there.

Like, on TOS he's teased for his human side, but surely he's perceived as nothing less than a Vulcan to his human co-workers. If someone is referring to him , (I can't think of any natural scenario y'all bear w me) they'd say 'oh , this is Spock, he's Vulcan' (unless it's like a medical emergency type thing).

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I am so normal about this I swear-

Pfff, anyways... Moving on from That.

This was a really great episode to watch. It gave more info on Spock's upbringing and different Vulcan traditions and how Spock was treated as a kid. 8.5/10 on the scale that I just made up just now.

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GUNS AND PASTRIES | CHAPTER 1: Down the rabbit hole

San X Ftm!Reader (MAFIA AU)

Story summary: M/n just open a bakery in downtown Seoul not too long ago, it was his dream to start a bakery business. But what happens when he goes to take out the trash, he see's a man hiding near his trash bleeding out as another group of men ask his whereabouts. Does M/n rat him out or help him?

(2.9k words | not proof read)

!! TRIGGER WARNINGS (CHAPTER 1) !! Swearing, Blood, Gunshot wound, Mentions of an attack, Mentions of taking T with syringe

AUTHORS NOTE: first series womp womp, anyway p1harmony are your college besties, sorry if it seems a bit ooc < / 3 , anyway hope you guys will enjoy this series !!

!! NOTE !!

None of my works represent any IRL people. These works are purely meant for entertainment purpose and shouldn't be taken seriously. Do not steal any of my works and reupload them to other medias

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It was a quiet morning, the sun was starting to rise from the horizon. A person was laying down in a bed, sleeping peacefully under the covers, not being bothered by the sunrays that started to slowly creep in.

Then, a loud buzz went off from the nightstand. Damn, guess this person can't sleep in, yeah its a weekday rather than a weekend. The male reaches for his phone to shut the alarm off and grabbing the phone. He turns it on only to be blinded by the bright light of his wallpaper. He waits a bit for his eyes to adjust to the brightness to look at the time, 6:20am. The male groans as he would scroll through any messages that his friends have sent him. Which he did have one unread message from his friend Shota.

[Soul👽] [ (ɔ◔‿◔)ɔ ♥ ] [ image attached ]

Ah yes, his college friend that stays up at ungodly hours playing video games. Sometimes this man goes days without any sleep but hey, that's just him. The male opens the image that was attached and it was a picture taken from Shota's phone at a screen. It was a picture of a build from minecraft and the caption reading 'A gift from me M/n-hyung!'. M/n smiles as he would react to the message that was sent with a heart. Yeah, M/n has a minecraft server open for him and his small friend group.

M/n sits up and stretches his arms out, then rubbed the eye boogers out of his eyes. Well, he's gotta start the day. He then gets out of bed, taking his phone with and putting it in his hoodie pocket as he made his way to his apartment kitchen to make himself some breakfast. M/n gets himself some simple milk and cereal along with some fruits to mix it in with. He then sets the bowl down on a coffee table, then grabbing the remote to turn the TV on. He swaps through a few channels to see what is happening with the news. He then stops at his usual channel that he watches news from because there really isn't much going on right now.

He continues to eat his breakfast, once finished he then grabs the bowl and takes it to the kitchen to set in the sink so he can clean later. M/n then makes his way to the bathroom to get ready for the day such as taking a shower and taking his meds, yes this includes testosterone shot.

Short timeskip later he was getting ready to head down to his bakery shop below to prepare to open. Yes, M/n opened a bakery not too long ago, about five months ago and business is amazing for him. His business rest nearby a metro station, so a lot of people come to grab a quick breakfast to snatch to eat on their way to work, and a lot of people enjoy M/n's pastries and such. It's the best in the area too!

M/n enters the employee area to start his shift, not realizing his friend Keeho had already clocked in. Keeho just stood there in silence, getting the bright idea to startle M/n. M/n paid no attention as he was clocking in, but as he was done he turns to his left-

"JESUS CHRIST KEEHO-" M/n yells, followed by Keeho laughing. "I got you!!" He taunts M/n, still laughing. "Don't do that!" M/n was annoyed at this point, this was probably the third time and he's still yet to get use to Keeho scaring him. "But it's funny!" Keeho chuckles.

"To you it is." M/n then started to put on his apron, he already changed into his uniform due to his apartment being literally right above him. "Anyway, do we have any orders to take out today? I can tell Jiung to do that today." Keeho asked, yeah Keeho is pretty much the manager too. "Uhh, let me check real quick." M/n says as he would quickly go to the computer to look. "Yeah there is a few orders that are due at noon, they aren't far ether so he can just take my bike and deliver them." M/n explains to Keeho.

"Alright cool, he's coming around noon, he has a doctors appointment today." Keeho says to M/n as he finished putting his apron on.

"He told me a few days ago, don't worry." M/n smiles, "Now, shall we get ready to open-" Right before M/n could finish his sentence, someone burst through the room, it was Intak. He was almost late, again. "I'm here!" He exclaims.

Both Keeho and M/n stared at Intak, bruh moment.

It soon got to be noon and the morning rush had died down a bit, but there were people here who were using this time to get work done and such. In fact it wasn't just a bakery, it was also a bit of a cafe too! But anyway, the door opens and in comes Jiung and Shota! Though Shota doesn't work here, he usually hangs out. The perks of being a twitch streamer.

"Hey M/n-hyung!" Jiung waves as he see's M/n cleaning up the counter a bit. "Oh! Hey Jiung!" M/n smiles, then seeing Shota right behind him. "Oh, hey Shota!" M/n greets him as well.

"Oh right- Jiung you got to do delivery today." M/n reminds him, "Yeah I know, do I need to take the car or-" "Nope, you can take my bike for today. There's not that many orders and they're all close by too."

"Oh! Alright, could I take Shota too?" Jiung asked, "If you want, I might have a spare bike too. I would just need to find the keys to the lock. Ill go look for them, I just need to wait for Keeho to get off his break." M/n says as he would toss the dirty paper towel into the trash can.

"Alright, Ill go clock in real quick." Jiung says as he would quickly make his way to the back to clock in. Shota stood there awkwardly, typical. "Oh yeah, I did see that build you made me last night." M/n says, "It's amazing!"

Shota smiles, "Ah, thats good." He smiles as he slowly made his way to the counter. "Are you going to stream tonight?" M/n asked him, in which Shota nods. "Cool! Ill tune in right when I close shop." Lets not forget that M/n had a QR code to his twitch account on the front of his bakery. How amazing of him.

Then, Jiung would come back out along with Keeho. "Keeho can you cover for me real quick? I need to go back to my apartment to grab the key lock for my other bike."

"Yeah sure go ahead." Keeho says as he makes his way over to help Intak. M/n then rushes to the back of the building where there was emergency stairs, M/n usually uses this as a way to get into his business and into his apartment. After awhile M/n comes back down with the keys, "Here Shota!" M/n then tosses the keys to Shota which, he got smacked in the face with, causing Jiung to laugh.

"Oh sh- my bad dude." M/n apologizes before letting out a chuckle. "Anyway, stay safe both of you."

"We will boss!" Jiung says as he hops on one of the bikes. Shota was struggling a bit to unlock the extra, rip.

Its now late afternoon, the sun was setting down and people are returning home from their work. M/n's bakery was starting to close up shop but still had a few last minute customers getting food for dinner or dessert. Keeho was taking orders as M/n was cleaning up the counter, Intak had already headed home to do college work.

Once the last customer walked out, Keeho walked over to the entrance and swapped the sign to 'closed'. "Has Jiung and Shota come back yet?" Keeho asked.

"No I don't think so, they might have used this opportunity to go to that arcade they were talking about. As long as he got those orders in I wouldn't mind." M/n says as he was putting away things. "You sure? Do you not care about the bikes? Do you not remember-"

"Keeho, its fine." M/n then closes the storage room. "You heading out?" M/n asked. "Uh- yeah I gotta go study."

"That's alright with me." M/n says as he started to take off his apron. "Do you need help with your uh, thing?" Keeho asked. M/n was confused at first on what he meant but Keeho pointed to his thigh. "Oh! No I don't, I'm able to do it myself, don't worry man."

"Alright, I'm gonna go ahead and clock out and take the trash out." Keeho says as he walked towards the back and started to take his apron off. "Don't worry about the trash, Ill get it. You can go ahead and clock out."

"You sure?"

"Mhm." M/n nods.

"Alright, cya tomorrow." Keeho smiles as he heads to the back. M/n then started to grab all the trash bags in the store to throw out. Usually Keeho exits through the front so he can make sure he had locked the door. So, M/n makes his way out the back to the alley way to the side that has their trash bin. He then opens the door looking towards the street and-

He stop dead in his tracks.

M/n notices a man sitting next to the trash, hiding from view. M/n then notices the blood coming from the mans shirt, he was bleeding. Before he could even say a word or do anything, he looks back over to the opening that lead to the sidewalk as he see's three men come from the corner.

"Hey kid!" One yells out to him, these guys looked sketched as hell to M/n. M/n also notices that they were out of breath too.

"Have you seen a tall man, short black hair, he's got a bullet wound to his shoulder." The crusty man asked him. Like if the world had frozen, M/n's brain was going insane. He just so happen to stumble upon something gang related. Shit. He was having a war in his mind, should he help this man or rat him out?

..He's injured, why should he rat him out to crusty old men?

"I saw him run across the road that way, he must be going through the back alley way of downtown that leads out of town." Holy shit lets hope he rolled a Nat 20 on persuasion.

"Huh, thanks kids." The more taller lanky man says, "C'mon, lets get that rat." The other two men would not and just like that the three ran off out of view, and when M/n KNEW for a fact that they were gone. He quickly threw the bags in the bin and immediately ran to the guy hiding next to the trash bin. He would then hoist his arm around his shoulder, noticing the size difference.

This guy was packed!

Anyway, he quickly helps the man inside and immediately shuts the door. M/n was about to call out for Keeho to help but he notices that his bag was gone. Fuck.

M/n then quickly grabs a spare chair that just sat against the wall and set the man down. He didn't want to ask questions right off the bat and M/n quickly ran to get the first aid kit to patch the wounds up. He then rushes to the closet in the employees room and grabs the first aid kit. M/n then rushes back and sets the kit down, but he notices the man was starting to fall to sleep.

"shit-" M/n swears under his breath, "Hey- dude- can you hear me?" M/n asked, which that got the man's attention. "Can I take off your shirt real quick so I can at least stop the blood flow?"

The man nods. He then takes his jacket off, then he lets M/n take off his shirt. "Holy fuck- you need to go to the hospital, Ill call-"

"Don't.." The man says, cutting off M/n. He was also out of breath and he was trying to fight internally to stay awake. "Do.. do you have a car?" He asked, in which M/n nods. "Yeah, Ill take you. Just let me stop the flow." He says as he quickly got a bandage wrapped around the wound. M/n tried his best to wrap the bandage but he was also trying not to stare at this mans abs and chest, he was handsome as hell.

But he also notices a tattoo near his hip, it was some kind of symbol that had an A and Z overlapping. He didn't put too much thought into it as he would finish wrapping the bandage.

"Alright, its the best I can do for now. Now lets get you to my car." M/n says as he puts the mans jacket back on around his shoulders, then helping him up. They quickly made way to the garage that was attach to the building, luckily, M/n's small car was on the first floor. M/n then puts the man in the back of his car, then quickly making his way to his driver seat.

The car started and they were off to the hospital.

"Stay awake man!"

The drive back from the hospital was.. weird. He didn't bring the man with as of course he had to go in for surgery. Hell M/n didn't get his name. What a shame. Well, at least M/n was being a good Samaritan by bringing a man in that got shot by some crooks. Though he doesn't know the full story.

Once M/n got back home, he enters his apartment after returning to finishing up closing up shop. He realizes he left his phone on the desk in the employee room, he didn't bring it with and he notices it was blowing up with notifications from his group chat with his friends. M/n would grab his phone and started to read through the messages. Most of it was Jongseob freaking out over breaking news, then Jiung saying him and Shota almost got caught up in it as they've just cycled by that building, and Keeho was pretty much asking for M/n to return any text, which the rest joined in.

M/n quickly typed a reply back.

[M/n] [Dude, you're not gonna believe what just happen]

[Keeho🐺] [Dude where the hell have you been???? Its been an hour and you haven't return any text] [Did you have any problems with getting your meds in???]

[Soul👽] [o(╥﹏╥)o]

[Jiung🐿️] [you locked me out and i couldnt clock out, is everything alright??]

[M/n] [Yeah everything is fine I just had to take a guy to the hospital]

[Intak🐶] [WAIT WHAT?]

[Jiung🐿️] [WYM HOSPITAL???]

[M/n] [Can I like explain???]

[Jiung🐿️] [o yeah] [go ahead]

[M/n] [When I took out the trash there was a dude bleeding out right near it and I had to take him to the hospital, some weird people were looking for him but I didn't expose him.]

[Jongseob🐯] [dude could you have saved a gang member from that explosion??]

[M/n] [????] [huh???]

[Theo☀️] [You haven't heard the breaking news???]

[M/n] [No???]

[Keeho🐺] [Right before we were about to close some bomb went off in the business district, they said its gang related] [ attached link ]

M/n was dumbfounded, well, he did have the TV off in the cafe at the time so he wouldn't have known. He then clicks on the link to read the news article.

--

BREAKING NEWS

At 6:32pm, a explosion went off within the lobby of NOVA Inc., a well known bank business. Witnesses say after the explosion a bunch of men ran out in different directions wearing all black, then were soon chased by other men. Witnesses also say that there was a shootout between the two groups. Police are still investigating the scene and are positive that this attack was caused by gang related activates. No arrest have been made but a dozen innocent civilians were sent to the hospital, no deaths have been reported. This story is still being updated.

--

Holy shit.

Did M/n just save one of the men that ran from that attack?

No fucking way.

M/n returns to the group chat.

[M/n] [Dude I think I just saved a gang member from being shot from other members]

[Keeho🐺] [HUH??]

[Intak🐶] [no fucking way you sure???]

[M/n] [I'm pretty positive, when I was patching up his wounds he had some sort of tattoo]

[Jongseob🐯] [Wait what was it?] [Like what was it shaped like??]

[Soul👽] [(⊙_◎)]

[M/n] [It was like] [An A and Z overlapping each other??]

[Jongseob🐯] [dude no way] [i have no clue who these guys are!!]

[M/n] [Then why tf did you ask?]

[Jongseob🐯] [i dunno]

[M/n] [lol ok sick man]

[Jongseob🐯] [ITS NOT MY FAULT I CAUGHT A COLD]

[M/n] [lol ok] [anyway I don't know if this guy was apart of a gang, I guess I gotta wait and see tomorrow or something]

[Keeho🐺] [Fair point] [Hey don't forget your meds dude!!]

[Theo☀️] [You beat me to it] [fuck you]

[Keeho🐺] [Sis please]

M/n then sets his phone down and turns it on silent mode, he knows these two are gonna argue over stupid shit again so he rather not deal with it. Anyway, M/n then starts to get ready for bed.

Not realizing what kind of rabbit hole he got himself into.

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I hope you enjoyed this! I am open for critique and suggestions to improve!

[qu33nincrims0n]

My Dumb Thoughts on Higurashi- Onikakushi

The first of my Higurashi Reactions I started on Reddit, now with GIFS! These are basically the notes I put down of my thoughts after each chapter.( I'm not sure if long posts like this are seen as okay, so I may break up the later chapters for readability) [also spoilers for Onikakushi, obviously]

Oh, and before I begin, I read the main five in the following voices:

Rena and Keiichi: higher and lower versions of my own voice

Satoko: heavy enunciation

Mion: Peni Parker's Sonic voice

Rika: Cherami Leigh's voice for Sunako in Shiki

any other voice, I'll say when they show up. With that, let's begin!

Well, that was an uncomfortable opening 

Ch 1-1

Honestly the fact Keiichi’s mom has no sprite way more unnerving than it should be

Keiichi, you’re gross. Stop that

Oh hi Rika, I can’t wait for you to murder me and/or Satoko and for it to be like big sad.

Tip about the uniforms: ah, either Mion’s relatives are part of some sort of criminal underground, or this is a pervert thing.

Ch 1-2

WHY DOES MION HAVE A GUN?!

Hello?

(Zero Escape 999) Rika giving me some *Redacted* vibes with these rabbits

Yes, this is a cute picnic, but Mion still has a gun, and no one has said anything about it.

Tomitake Is voiced by Kyle Herbert (specifically his Kaito voice). No one can tell me otherwise

Oh, shit a Sanders Statue!

When Rena talks like my great grandpa side stepping topics ‘,:(

Why is there no tip about the GUN?!?! - future me here to say I now know why no one talks about the gun. thank you. -

Ch 1-3

Should have believed in the heart of the cards, Keechi.

So Mion is shady about the 79’ murder too, Huh?

Never let go Sanders!

The XX killer be like:

That moment when you completely redress to grab an axe.

Ch 1-4

Zimbo Zamboo Zombie blasto!

Man, Mion had to be really lucky to fake a tagging. Like how did that even happen?

Ayyyy Tomitake!

I’d love for a pic of the guy who died in 79’ to show up and its straight up Colonel Sanders given the parallels

Ch 1-5

I don’t like the one kid who canonically has a gun is the one proposing a “four demon fire-fight”

Oh hey, it’s like me playing pook. Keiichi has learned to believe in the heart of the cards!

Rika: So, you want to die? That can be arranged.

You insinuating somthin’ Rika? I don’t like that tone

Ch 1-6

Festival time!!

+ Tomitake has joined the party+

Me: *suddenly realizes we now have six ppl for parallels*

Spooky time with Tomitake and new lady (I’ll call her Ms. Clover until I get an actual name) - also I realized later I forgot to give her a voice, so she's british-

And then nothing bad happened.

Ch 1-7

Well this is a funky version of clue… I wanna try it.

Rika, stop saying cryptic stuff like that. Stop it. Get some help.

Ooishi, sir, you look constantly high. I think I'll give you a southern drawl.

NO!! Tomitake!! Oh, and Ms. Clover is missing, I guess.

Oh god, that’s deeply upsetting.

Secret~ agent~ Keiichi~!

Tomitake isn’t you’re name ?!?

Ah so Ms. Clover is Miyo, and she’s a nurse from nearby. Neat.

Ch 1-8

Two events masquerading as one event. They’re evolving…

“You got home safely, right?” sus

Secret member Satoshi has entered the chat

Hmmmm so that cat eye thing is not just Miyo. Hmmmmmmmm

I don’t like Rena-x.

double don’t like this door shenanigan thing. You call that officer back right now! Keiichi!

Ch 1-9

I feel that Keiichi +passes out for nine hours+

The staple of mysteries, gossiping grannies!

Ooishi out here to drop some truth bombs. Oh shit, may have been too much.

Huh I wonder why he censors death in his own mind there? Maybe effects of something.

Keiichi you are so lucky they don’t know your family’s away.

So, either A, there’s a spy network, or B, they can do some sort of vision thing. Not fun either way.

Welcome to the “Keiichi digs himself into a bigger hole” hour. I hope the conclusion of this game is him eventually learning to talk around the truth.

Keiichi if you don’t cut open those Mochi to check them I swear to shogoth!

God damn it.

Keiichi, you currently have an in with the cops, and actual evidence of an attempt on your life. LEAVE! Find safety, Please!

Ch 1-10

What Keiichi’s brain feels like:

I wonder what they would have said if Keiichi had guessed the mochi?

Keiichi: I just have to act normal

Also Keiichi: No I won’t play games because that would be nice.

*Telling parents about the clock* Ah yes, very subtle Keiichi.

TIP: Hmm… is this implying Satako or Rika aren’t fully in the know? Seems the only reason to play it coy like this.

*Casually looks up how long the game is*

Ch 1-11

White van dude:

IDK why but I imagined Keiichi flying back with a twirl like in a fighting game.

Okay Rika definitely knows as much if not more than everyone else.

Man this sucks Keiichi.

Rena: I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…

Store Tip: huh, does Keiichi have like an eidetic memory or something? Also, hi langolier in my memory.

Ch 1-12

Wait this should be the weekend… *googles* man, tough luck Hinamizawa's a Sunday only town.

Spilling all the beans today, aren’t we Keiichi?

Mion and Keiichi:

(art by @ratt-lord)

Oooo secret past of Mion and Ooishi, sounds interesting.

This cycle? Keiichi do you know something I don’t?

So you’re saying Oyashiro-sama is what, a Cubs fan? God of bats?

That set up with Rena sounds like those guys probably deserved to get beat up.

Wild goons have appeared!

When you monologue so hard you can actually freeze time… HE REALLY IS SHADOW!!!

The Manager? Ryuukishi!?!

Keiichi, Quick! What number was the mochi?

Oh no.

Oh no oh no.

Sorry the most important part was stolen bud. Also, it’s weird they left the white van stuff. Must be pretty confident.

AFTER PARTY

Tomitake!!! You’re Back!

When you are too poor to get a character sprite #Protag-Problems

Love this theory talk. Personally, I’m going with it being people, but the curse is also going on but as an unrelated thing. Also I feel like maybe the girl's astral project or something.

So there's my Reaction for Onikakushi. The later ones have a lot more custom memes, so I hope you like the one I added in here. I'll try uploading Watanagashi some time in the next few days. See You Soon!

[velvethopewrites]

Name 10 Characters from 10 Fandoms that You Love:

Thanks for the tag @moonlightchess 🥰 ! To make it tougher on myself I am going to limit this to tv show characters. *cracks knuckles* Also, this got so long I made a new post, sorry. Let’s see:

Dana Scully, X-Files. One of my first fandoms (and also one of my first girl crushes) I adored the skeptical, scientific redhead right down to her patented leather pumps. She gave as good as she got and I always respected the way Gillian Anderson played her - as a real person, not just some female sidekick, but as a fully formed woman with flaws and strengths and guh. We take it for granted now, but trust me when the X-Files was first on? There was no one else giving us girl boss vibes like Scully. She could hold her own and then some.

Buffy Summers/Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Ah yes, the slayer. I could have easily answered this with Willow (and thus cementing my bizarre need to like every redhead ever) but in the end I went with Buffy. She’s the reason I tuned in every Tuesday night, after all, and I always thought her character was just…I don’t want to say perfect, because she’s anything but - she’s flawed, and she screws up, and boy, does she screw up, but god damn the girl TRIES so hard - she fights, she kicks ass, yes, but she also gets her assed kicked and hell, she even dies (twice) and thanks to a once in a life-time performance from Sarah Michelle Gellar, she is one of the most amazing characters to ever be on a tv series, let alone one of the best female ones. Are some of the episodes now problematic? Of course. Does that take away from my enjoyment and love of the character? No. Buffy blazed a trail and those who would poo-poo her importance can’t remember what a dearth of strong women we had back then. It was bleak, people. Bleak.

Castiel/Supernatural. Yes, yes, Supernatural is on this list. Deal with it. I love him, your honor. Why? It’s not because he’s an angel, it’s not because he’s hot (neither of those things actually hurt him though, heh) but there is something about Castiel that calls to me - his awkwardness, his complete misunderstanding of social cues, his over doof-ness. Also his gentleness and his smite-yness. He makes mistakes, he screws up but he tries, so hard. (Do we see a trend here? 🤔) I just know I would not have continued down the SPN rabbit hole if it hadn’t been for his character. Does this make me Dean-coded or Cas-coded? Don’t know, don’t care. Just give me the damn angel. All the time.

Lois Lane/Smallville Now this one might be a tiny cheat, because I was a HUGE Lois Lane fan girl when I was a kid because of the movies. But honestly, as much as I enjoy Margot Kidder’s performance, Erica Durance’s nuanced, enjoyable, kick-ass (Stiletto, anyone?) portrayal of our intrepid news woman makes my heart pitter-pat and my blood pressure go up. She’s such a great character - she has to be, right? I mean, she has to go toe to toe with freaking Superman. Damn straight she’s gotta kick butt in all the ways. I could watch Lois be Lois for 48 minutes straight and not miss a beat.

Rose Tyler/Doctor Who. Okay, so this list is getting long because I talk too much. Sorry. Suffice it to say I fell in love with Doctor Who much like Rose did. They say you never get over your first doctor but I also say you never get over your first companion. She made a crazy alien guy in a blue box more human and more watchable just by shining her own humanity on things. ‘Nuff said.

Veronica Mars/Veronica Mars. She’s a teenage detective. Hell yeah, I love her. Tv Noir is a thing because of our marshmallow. I honestly wish I were as brave as Veronica, which is the best thing to say about a character, when you get down to it.

Jadzia Dax/Deep Space Nine. Nerd alert: I’m a Star Trek girl. Jadzia is a Trill which means she has a Symbiant in her belly that keeps all of her past lives inside her. So, basically, she’s been alive for over 300 years and has had a handful of different hosts, with all of their experiences and memories converging in one person. She’s been male, female, a father, a mother, a husband, a wife, a pilot, a science officer, etc etc you get the picture. She’s fantastic. One of the best characters in any show I have ever watched, hands down.

Molly Hooper/BBC Sherlock. Yeah. I don’t know. I just really like Molly. Maybe I can (over) identify with her crush on the unattainable male lead, I dunno. Yes, Johnlock is a thing. I get it. I read it. I have to admit to reading Sherlolly as well. It’s all about the wish-fulfillment in this one, I have to admit. I also just really enjoy the character growth Motiss gave her (although it went to shit in series 4, what the hell, of course the whole show sucked in series 4)

Data/Star Trek Next Generation. Like Castiel above, Data is awkward, doesn’t understand social clues and is all an around odd duck. But he longs to one day be human and I say, brother, you’re an android, fuck yeah, you go DO that. Told you I was a nerd.

Zoe Washburne/Firefly. I love Zoe. She’s the type of woman that has always intimidated me (while I also secretly long to be her). For one thing, Gina Torres is amazing. And she plays her so perfectly. Some people might see Zoe as the cold soldier - the woman that doesn’t feel-and Torres throws that in your face and plays her like a human fucking being who’s just really good at shooting people, that’s all. God, I love Zoe. When I grow up I want to be just like her.

Wow. I did not mean for this to be a feminist manifesto of all my favorite characters, but there you go. I tag: @late-to-the-fandom @alonelyturtle @readysetjo and @clarkenting

[allthewritem0ves]

Sonja DaDona, the Crown Dookess

Part 1 of The Road to ‘Blood Money’

Have you ever gone back to school after summer break and noticed that the building underwent some semblance of a renovation? That’s exactly the feeling Sonja DaDona had when her mother’s personal limo passed the wall, or what was left of it.

“What the heck happened here?”, she asked the driver Benicio.

“I’d let your mom answer for you.”

Sonja just continued to look out the window. Where the wall once stood, excavators were scooping up its crumbled remains. Beyond that, she saw the nation of Yookia. Out in the open. No longer obstructed by several stories of grey brick.

This can’t be, she thought to herself. It doesn’t seem so different from Zookia.

“Miss Sonja?”, Benicio called back. “Welcome home.”

Sonja hadn’t even noticed that the limo parked outside her mother’s palace. At the bottom of the steps was her mother.

“Sonja!”, the Dookess cried out.

“Hi, Mom.” Once she exited the limo, Sonja hugged her mother.

“I’m so glad you’re back!”

“Me too. What happened here?”

“Oh, right. Come on inside, sweetie.”

——

Sonja was led down the familiar hallways of her mother’s palace. They passed by their family portrait with herself, her mother and father immortalized in paint. That combined with her father’s bust made Sonja feel a hole in her heart.

If you were to look at Sonja and her father side by side, you probably think he wasn’t her father. But he was, I can assure you. It’s just that Sonja mostly had her mother’s looks; the same orange fur and auburn hair, although hers simply flowed down while her mother’s hair swirled above her head. Also, when not being formal, Sonja’s casual wear was her sleeveless maroon dress and white sweater. She felt it made her look like someone who enjoyed the transition from autumn to winter.

The Dookess brought her daughter into the dining room. “Ah! Here we are! A nice homecoming meal for you, Sonja!”

The girl smiled at the food laid out on the table. The cooks made all her favorites. Truffula fruit cake, blue turkey, cheese and bean casserole, coconut cream pie and, of course, toast, butter side…up?

Sonja stepped over to the toast and picked up a slice, her jaw agape. “Mom? Why’s the toast backwards?”

The Dookess said, “Oh yes. About that. I was going to explain that to you.”

Sonja raised an eyebrow, awaiting an explanation.

So the Dookess explained all that had happened over the past few weeks: The Moo-Lacka-Moo theft, the arrival of Guy-Am-I, his subsequent construction of the bomb at her request and the near mutual destruction of Yookia and Zookia that was narrowly avoided and, the icing on the cake, how the cows were the masterminds.

It all was a little too much for the girl to take in. She scratched her head as questions began overflowing her brain. Instead she sums them up with “Gee, is that all?”

“Pretty much. Yes.”

As the two ladies piled food onto their plates, Sonja asked another question. “Who’s the Dooka’s son?”

“What was that, sweetie?”

“You mentioned in your story something about a girl and the Dooka’s son. What’s he like?”

“Oh, you’ll find out soon, So. Right now, they’re constructing a merged palace for us and the Dooka and his wife and son. We’ll be sharing those halls and walls as we all share this great nation together again! It’ll also be big enough to house all of our people in a time of crisis.”

“Sounds like quite a lot, Mom.”

“It is, but I wouldn’t stress it too much.”

——

After dinner, Sonja retired to her bedroom, finding it just the same as she left it. The royal servants having made up her bed, folded/hung up her clothes and kept her pet rabbit Ebert attended to. She set him in his playpen so that he could hop around and gnaw on wooden blocks and a dried up carrot. Meanwhile, she lay on her bed, clinging to a plush toy.

Sonja began to envision what it would be like to share an all new royal palace with the Yookian royal family. Her mother seems okay with it; then again, she was the one who had a front row seat to all the action and drama.

It had the girl thinking about four weeks ago when her mother had her hop onto a blimp and fly to West Flubria. As soon as she landed, the mayor greeted her and had her escorted to the mayoral residence in town hall. She kept asking questions like “Why’d my mother send me here?” and “What’s happening in Zookia?”. With the benefit of hindsight, she began to realize her mother was just trying to keep her safe. Ever since her father died due to a heart attack, Sonja was kept under a microscope by her mother. If she even so much as sneezed, her mother would be there with a hanky and their personal nurse.

“Mom, I said I’m okay!”, she would insist.

“Can never be too careful, So”, her mother would say back. “If I lost you, I wouldn’t know what to do with myself.”

Sonja always figured she said that for two reason. Firstly, that her father’s heart condition would be genetic. Secondly, the Yooks would be eager to see her perish and her mother make a complete fool of herself in her grief. In fact, that very nearly happened to her when Dad died. Although she didn’t straight up say it, Sonja figured out that her mother quickly composed herself for her sake.

Her dad was a good leader to his people. That was all the more remarkable because he was a commoner until he married her mom. Sonja was two years old when her parents got married; despite her age, she could still remember it, albeit some parts were a bit foggy. With her mother being in such a hierarchy, it seemed kind of strange that she’d be born out of wedlock, so her parents quickly accounted for that. Otherwise, Sonja looked back on all the good times with a smile. She remembered all the sing-alongs she had with her father in the music room, all the summertime visits to the water park, the fundraising events during which she danced with him in the ballroom. Sonja had a sneaking suspicion that her mother was envious of the fact that she was a daddy’s girl.

Then she lost her train of thought when she found Ebert inches away from her nose.

“How’d you get up here?”

——

Almost a year later, the construction of the new Ookian royal palace was completed.

As the servants moved all their possessions, Sonja was introduced to the other royal family.

“I believe it’s about time you met my daughter, BaDookas”, the Dookess lead in. “Come here, So.”

The girl inched forward. “Hi”, she said nervously. Her eyes scanned the others. The Dooka was a short man, but looked like someone who wouldn’t let any of those kinds of jokes get to him. His wife was about two heads taller than him and had a beehive hairdo like her mother, although it went the other direction.

Then she saw their son. Sonja might’ve or might not have squeed like a fangirl when she first saw him.

“Hi. My name’s Looka”, he introduced himself.

All Sonja could hear him say was blah, blah, blah. His gaze was so lax, yet so…captivating. Those eyes were just, what’s the word?

“Soulful?”, Looka suggested. “I get that a lot.”

Sonja quickly shook her head and blushed. “Pssh! Don’t be silly!” She waved her hand in a “forget about it” kind of gesture. Then she took Looka’s hand and shook it. “I’m Sonja. Pleased to meet you.”

[natsspammityspamspamham]

I read a bunch of isekai manga of the villainess subgenre so you don't have to!

Bro, procrastinating during finals season looks different for everyone. Ugh... Okay, so I'm going to go through some of the ones that have already been adapted into anime and what I think of them.

Hamefura

Hamefura is the pioneer of this subgenre of a subgenre when it comes to getting an anime adaptation. This show is what taught me that the whole "isekai" and "villainess" genres were not inherently bad if adapted correctly; in fact, they can be quite good! With an enjoyable cast and an amusing setting, this anime is a lot of fun to watch, and it's no wonder that it keeps getting continuations.

Akuyaku Reijou nano de Last Boss wo Kattemimashita

It's not good after episode 5. I went off about it here. Just read the manga or watch the first five episodes and dip. You're not missing anything.

Manga Territory

Akuyaku Reijou no Tsuihougo!

Ah yes, this is the one that started off this rabbit hole of absolute terror. If you want more information about it, I did talk about it here when asking what the reception of it was (in case people really wanted it scanlated). Anyways, it's cheesy and corny, but the voice-over comic sold me on it. I like how they really incorporate her previous life into the decisions she makes, but they should probably explain why she's so dense to romance (or whether she's rebuffing him), in my opinion.

The decision on whether I'd want it scanslated will probably be determined by both reception and how the story moves (because if they ain't together within the next few chapters, I'm leaving. Sayonara losers)

Tensei Majo wa Horobi wo Tsugeru

This one was fun and all, but it felt really standard out of the batch. It also borrows a ton of ideas from Akatsuki no Yona. While it's about as plain as the previous entry, I actually read this one last, so along with the parody, I got this one. Speaking of Akatsuki no Yona, here are some similarities: Special girl has her life turned upside down by a tragic event and has difficulties with trauma. Boy (non-dragon) comes in and takes her to some place different. Dragon boys start showing up and being added to the... what is now a harem I guess. It's like "Hold on. I've got an idea. Akatsuki no Yona mixed with isekai. The girl is a previous hikikomori too." I mean, I will give credit where it's due, the art is good, but I just feel like reading it was just a deja vu experience.

I find it funny how two male leads in media I've consumed recently have identified as "mothers" of the MCs. Does this mean that girls want someone that will essentially be a mom to them?

Watashi no Oshi wa Akuyaku Reijou.

Now this is a good parody, but I'll have to get back to everyone if it ends up keeping my interesting. Unlike all of the other entries, this one doesn't have a huge "plot". It's basically just a girl pining for the villainess of an otome game, and the result is a mushy, corny, cheesy pile of "What the heck? That's cute!" It does exactly what it needs to do, and the art is amusing! I also appreciate the approach of "Imagine having an otome game where you're not interested in the guys but a side character"

Seijo no Hazu ga, Douyara Nottoraremashita

This one was saved for last because it was a darn blast. This one has the weakest, most disproportionate art I've seen in a while in a manga (where frames don't really move). Unlike manga such as Mob Psycho which has an art style that complements the disproportion, this one does not. The characters look like their eyes need to be reoriented sometimes. Or maybe just start again? But man, what it lacks in art it makes up for in story and humour. This may be listed down as a romance, but it takes a good 16-18 chapters to really get going, but it isn't one of those "slow burn" sort of things. It progresses when it wants to progress, and when it doesn't (or even when it does), it will just full-on mock the situation its in with a heroine who reacts in a way that we probably just might. Also, the fake marriage in this one makes a lot of sense from a plot standpoint. Overall, it was enjoyable and stuck out from the rest, but the cover art is extremely misleading (it makes you believe it will be what it is essentially trying to parody sometimes).

I'm looking forward to that villainess anime with the tsundere and whatnot, so I'm going to read that (hence, I'm reading everything else). I was half-asleep when writing this and reading some of these, so this may have skewed my perception.

[prettyboyhowl]

How about... 10 for Ernestine?

Omg thank you me from my side blog, yes I will proceed to go on a lengthy ramble about Ernie, and fairy tales, that no one asked for:

Ernestine is the hardest RO for me to write I think, but I've had a lot of fun coming up with her story because it draws on several fairy tales. Going to be a little spoilery so under the cut (also bc this will get long) but it's ok because I don't think anyone will read this ramble, it's mostly just for me lmao.

Turns out, there are more female killers than I expected in fairy tales, and I don't mean the evil stepmother or witch type, but like princesses or 'young maidens' which is awesome, lots of fun, lots of inspo for Ernie. There's a whole tale type (ATU 311) 'Rescue by the sister' which is basically Bluebeard-type tales but a sister does the rescuing instead of brothers. My favourite of these is The Cobbler and His Three Daughters where the girl hides a sabre under her dress, and basically drops this guy's keys on the ground so when he goes to pick them up she can cut off his head. (how exciting!!)

The other big inspiration was this tale where Iliane essentially tricks and kills the emperor who wants to marry her (or well, she signals her horse to kill him, but she gets his guard down first and he never sees it coming, and I just think that's very cool and sexy). Side note: I really like the protagonist in that fairy tale, definitely one of my favourites.

What I like here is also that they're not necessarily physically strong, but with some wit they can overcome situations where the other person has the upper hand.

I really wanted Ernie to be this character that just does what she wants, so in my research I ended up drawing on tales by Madame d'Aulnoy, her fairy tales centre more on female protagonists, and that's a whole rabbit hole you can go down, and that I plan to check out more myself when I have more time haha.

Ernestine is 'fairy tale princess'-beautiful which can and has caused her trouble... but make no mistake, she likes looking good! It's annoying for her when people judge her based off her looks only, but she sees no reason to stop looking good on their account. She likes fashion, she likes swords, she likes movies and TV dramas, and she likes... tower cranes. (They're tall, they're fascinating, they don't exist where she's from)

Like I said, she just does what she wants. I could keep going but ah... I'll stop here, or this will go on too long lol.

[alpona]

Geats episode 11 liveblog:

- Tsumuri doing the recap again.

Ace's play pretend is getting so annoying ahaha...

- wah, game master directly addresed Ace's ulterior motive with this wish!

- Woah!! Ace's current wish is to BE DGP staff?!!  Yayy! Going step by step, full on with the 'investigate DGP to it's core' , go Ace-kun!

- yes, you and I both Ace-kun, DGP mystery is very interesting!

- yep Tsumuri knows about punkjack. But she's more likely unaware of DGP's darker side, or got her memory erased.

- Time to admit, I usually start skipping the opening after few episodes, but I wasn't able to do so in Geats yet. Congrats!

- Hello again Keiwa-kun! Ah, depressed Keiwa is so real it hurts...

- wow, it's as if the phrase 'wish the ground could swallow me up' became literally true 😂

- long story? Yes we're here to listen to Neon's father's backstory.

- oh hello bodyguards-san!

- important question time! Yes, why couldn't you, Ace-kun?

- Neon understands Ace's personality so well, *cries in human emotions*

- 😯 woaaahh!! The desire card can just glitch and literally reject a wish!! A seemingly simpler wish like finding someone...

Huhuhu the bigger mystery with Ace's mother intensifies!

- Maybe she won and made a wish not to be found, or she's the real villain this season muhuhaha! (Typical rider parent issues)

- oho, very main character like determination you're showing Ace-kun 😌

- through the rabbit hole! This scene is funny! And enjoy Ace-kun falling in style

- oh now we have alternate dimensions too? Alright cool, sure *more theories*

The place is beautiful btw.

- this is how Keiwa meets the others... So he's gonna accidentally touch a core ID and remember everything very soon I guess.

- Ace immediately teaming up with someone his age. Yes. I just called him a (2000 year old) child. Yes I did. 🙂😂

- Jamato riders! Yes I've seen the scans before, not gonna act surprised. From some pics though, I actually thought Keiwa was going to become a Jamato rider, hehe😄.

Their buckle design is pretty by the way.

- Metal Thunder is very useful. Really liking the beat buckle.

- Jamato riders are quite scary.

- unapproved things??! HUH! So you're admitting to be the evil behind these games openly now, Game master?

- 🤯 whoa... The... wa..i.... What did we just see!

Breaking news!!! DGP harvests Jamato thingies in a greenhouse!!! Wahahaha! Muhuhahaha!! (Ok why is it ME who's laughing like the villain?! Why am I so excited with this reveal 🤣)

What's this, mini hellheim from Gaim?

- we could all tell DGP being responsible, but I would've never thought of everything growing on trees lol

- And core IDs are like.. wait those are the broken IDs.. so those are the... seeds? Then jamatos are born from those? so jamatos indeed, in a way, ARE the dead players? oooo no....

- And we have a mad scientist who isn't following the boss's orders propertly.

- this now fits with the Jamatos plant like designs, and the growth/evolve aspect too. makes sense.

- so everything's very natural and organic yay 🥴

- Neon And Ace deciding to investigate kurama papa.

It's really nice how characters are directly talking to each other to solve things here!

- Whaaa, so people even lose the desire they wrote down of the lose!! I totally didn't see this coming. And I thought Keiwa was just in his depressed stage. Me trying to be understanding when there was no need, ok, back to being ruthless.

- It's grandpa's time to die.. I mean shine... Well, obviously to dieee...

- fever buckle. so fever buckle can double the power of each buckle, so fever boost is also boost boost, or boostX2 or double boost... ( What nonsense am I even saying?)

- it's like Boost saying 'get yourself together!' to Keiwa-kun lol. Let's not forget the real protagonists haha

- granpa survived this episode! Wah! He's a nice guy.

Very interesting episode. Next week, looks like Tycoon will be back!