#cuz i got more requests for this :3c

[mosaickiwi]

Hi hi, if your requests are still open, could you do [REDACTED] becoming self aware and finding out that the player is super obsessed with him? From his pov cuz I wanna see the internal dialogue. Been meaning to write this myself, but alas, writer’s block 😞

obsessed angel is best angel hehehe >:3c

14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI

~Super Obsessed Angel~

The library was often slow in the morning, so you always put some extra time into helping whoever came in. You were getting a few books off the higher shelves for an elderly visitor. As you climbed down the ladder, a stack of novels held to your chest, you were completely unaware of the other visitor who’d been sneaking through the aisles since they arrived. [REDACTED]’s gaze was glued to you, lost in thought as he watched you go about your day.

Something about you had changed since he did away with the Ren persona, as if a certain switch had been flipped on in your brain. It was easy to connect the dots for them—you'd been so obvious about it. Or maybe years of watching you just made every little change easy to spot: you were utterly obsessed with them.

The first clue was a genuine shock for once. He'd dropped you off at your apartment after a date as he always did. You were well past nervous and shy the whole time, but it was to be expected since he wasn't “Ren” anymore. Under the dark mess of hair, black outfit, piercings and tattoos, he was a nervous wreck, too. Far more than normal to pick up the hints of what came next.

As soon as your door closed the dark-haired man pulled out their phone to admire you through the cameras placed in your home. He thought you'd surely wind down on your couch before bed like usual. Maybe even chat up a friend while catching up on your favorite anime.

Instead they were greeted with the sight of you still standing in the entry and typing away on your own phone. He quickly switched to watch your screen, eyes widening at the rapid barrage of texts you were sending to Moth. All gushing with joy about your date.

Of course he committed them all to memory immediately—and his eyes had widened at some of the more interesting things you'd typed before hastily erasing it for a slightly less unhinged message. But one in particular stood out.

“I don't think I can be normal about them.”

That was months ago, and each new thing you did only reminded him of it. He noticed everything and he loved it.

Your bright smiles as you leaned into their touch, their side, their embrace at any chance you got—they had his heart soaring. If only they had let you convince them to do away with “Ren” sooner. 

You even accepted the ring once thrown away all those years ago. Still on the necklace he’d worn to keep it close to his heart, but now a favored offering he would catch you playing with throughout the day while distracted by something or another.

It was everything he ever dreamed of. Of course, the quirks you picked up when you thought they weren’t looking were just as fascinating.

The way you always hastily tucked your phone away when he came back into a room was precious. As if they hadn't seen the photo of them you used as a wallpaper, least of all the dozens of other pictures you thought were safely hidden in the depths of your phone gallery. He had a picture to match each of yours in the thousands that filled his own devices.

Innocent calls in the middle of the night where you’d say you couldn't sleep just to hear their voice. He thought about teasing you and saying you could just record it, but then you wouldn't have an excuse—a blatant lie, he knew—to call. They always wanted to hear you just as much anyways, if not more. And even if you did figure out how to record it, he'd make sure the audio file somehow mysteriously disappeared.

He was almost certain of your obsession once you started taking clothes. Hoodies and jackets were obvious, especially since he intentionally left them out for you. That was more than enough to have him practically ecstatic. 

Until one morning after you spent the night he realized a few things were missing from his wash pile. A cursory glance through their security system’s recordings confirmed it. The items in question had been purposefully stolen from the middle of the basket so as not to arouse immediate suspicion, and squirreled away in your bag without their notice. He’d only left your side for a moment that day to pick up the takeout order at the door. You were starting to get careful. It made him all the more desperate in seeing what else you’d do.

The sound of a scanner beeping in the silence of the library brought him back to the present as you finished up with the elderly visitor. You politely bid them farewell before sitting back in your chair with a huff.

They couldn’t help but notice the hopeful glance you threw towards a spot on your desk that was obscured from their vision. No doubt the place where you always kept your phone during work. Your hand reached out of habit for the golden ring—his ring—dangling from your neck.

Were you thinking of him? It was only fair that he indulged you. He was thinking of you just the same. One text hurriedly tapped out on his cracked screen, and he was intoxicated by the love struck way your face lit up at the buzz of your phone mere seconds later.

Eventually he knew he'd have to come clean about spying on you. But he had a feeling you wouldn't complain too much. The obsession was finally mutual, after all.

[soulforayandere]

I'm happy to officially introduce my "Your Boyfriend Game" PC, Autumn. With her is a humanized Peter, cuz I like working in humanized styles.

Human Peter is based on a design by Miurraart

Art by: Ozaya

Autumn's info and AU details below the cut :3c

Autumn is a give no fucks, take no shit kind of woman. A self proclaimed "manic pixie dream girl", she somehow is both socially awkward and overly self confident. This has led to her standing out most of her life, and her breaking a number of hearts. Every time she would get a boyfriend, friends would go out of their way to confess to her or just try to ruin her relationship just to get to her. It's so common for her friends to catch feelings, that she often tells them; “I have one rule, never tell me you love me. Don’t care if you catch feelings, just don’t tell me about it”. This has led to a couple restraining orders, an assault on her part, and her childhood friend being warned Autumn would kill her if she ever saw her again. Besides all that, most of her violent threats are empty and made in jest, often threatening her friends or roommate with egregious bodily harm for the smallest inconvenience for dramatic effect. Autumn works as a bartender at “Jigger With It”, a dive bar in town. She moved to the college town to get her associate's degree in computer science, but took a gap year to try and decide just what she wants to do with her life. That gap year has become a gap 3 years, and feels more lost in what she wants out of life as the pressure to go back to school or get a “real job” gets worse with each passing year. She’s mused over the question of if she even wants to work in IT, but when asked she couldn’t say another career she’d want to do that could reliably pay the bills.

As a kid, she dreamed of being a singer, but as years go on she's realized this dream wasn't meant to be. Refusing to totally let her fire for music die, she regularly sings behind the bar as part of her “show” during lively nights. She’s also a mainstay during karaoke nights, some regulars even requesting songs from her whether she’s on or off shift. It was at one of these open mic nights that Peter first saw Autumn.

He was passing through town and stopped into the bar to drink some of his lonely frustrations away. He was 2 drinks deep when the bartenders changed out, and Peter felt his heart stop. Autumn made the announcement to the bar she would be taking over for her coworker, and got to work with flare pouring. He couldn’t bring himself to ask for another drink, just pulling on his hood and moving to a booth to watch her work. Even if this town was 3 hours from his place, he decided he’d take the trip as much as he could just to see her.

He followed her for months. Watching her work from a distance or from outside the bar, the walks in the park she took on her days off, to her apartment in the sketchy part of town. He memorized her routines, took notes on her moods based on how she dressed or did her hair (hair down meant she was having a good day, baggy clothes meant it was a bad day). He took videos of her singing at the bar, using her voice as an alarm clock just to feel like she was with him every morning. But overtime he thought about introducing himself, he’d get too nervous about what she might think about him. Was he too weird looking? Would she love him as much as he loved her?

Autumn felt watched, but ignored it for the most part. Having admirers as often as she did, she’s learned to pay no mind to the lingering eyes on her. And she would have continued to do so, if a man hadn't approached her during her walk in the park. He seemed nervous and awkward, accidently introducing himself as her boyfriend instead of asking her if she had one. Normally she’d shoot a guy asking that down, but something about him just… made her interested. She invited him to join her for the rest of her walk to “get to know my new boyfriend”. It was meant as a joke, but she couldn’t help but find his goofy smile cute. During the walk he mostly asked her about herself, and for once she decided it couldn’t hurt to open up a bit. Free therapy and all that. Before parting, she gave him her number and asked him to meet her for drinks the next day, after she finished her shift. It wasn’t until she was home and her roommate asked her how her walk was that Autumn realized she didn’t know the guy’s name (and she feared she may have been told but forgot).

Strike one for “the stranger”, he was late for their date. Autumn sat in a private booth in the corner, nursing her drink, scowling at the band stickers on the wall. When he came rushing in, clutching a box in his arms, she just snorted at him as she waved him over. At first he was dismissive, ready to right the guy off, but when he explained he misjudged traffic and spent longer than he should have getting her the boxed gift, her curiosity was pique. The beautiful red roses tied in black ribbon made her forget her initial disappointment.

When Autumn admitted she may have forgotten the man’s name, he reminded her he actually never told her. Admitting he hated his real name, he encouraged her to just give him a nickname that she’d be less likely to forget. She decided on “Rex”, even noting how he kind of reminded her of a puppy, petting his head affectionately.

The rest of the date seemed to go well, the two still mostly talking about her, but she managed to get some information about him after a couple drinks. Even if he seemed a bit weird at times, and horny on main, she was rather into it and felt like he was going to be a fun guy to mess with. Walking him to his van, he mentioned off hand it was a long 3 hour drive hom, initially meaning to ask for a kiss goodbye. But instead she refused to let him drive home, taking his arm in hers and walking him back to her place. When he actually started to make a move on her in her apartment, she was thrown off her game by his change in demeanor, but was open and surprisingly willing to the prospect of sex on the first date, a first for her.

Rex became a regular in Autumn’s life. Officially her boyfriend, it wasn’t uncommon to see him roll up to the bar near the end of her shift with a bag, intending to stay at her place for a few days. She asked a couple times to stay at his place for a change, really just wanting to get away from her roommate Lucy, but there always seemed to be a reason her place was better. When TK (the cook at the bar) mentioned Rex gave off creepy vibes, Autumn just brushed them off. She knew TK had a thing for her, and was dreading her “manic pixie dream girl” curse would cause them to try and break her and Rex up. She wasn't dumb, she knew Rex was a bit off, but she also knew it kind of excited her. Anytime he'd get possessive, or handsy and affectionate, her heart would just race.

Notes

She didn't know her landlord's name was Don, and had just referred to him as "Chuck" for the longest time. It wasn't until he introduced himself to Rex that he actually corrected her about his name. Even he doesn't know why he never did, just never registered she was referring to him maybe.

Autumn doesn't actually know Rex's real name. After she gave him his nickname, she eventually forgot it wasn't his real name and just never asked after that. 

She's a certified switch, and can be either super submissive, or a domineering top, but she would prefer to be a bratty bottom if given the choice. She likes rough sex the best, biting and scratching are mandatory. She can even be open to some more strange kinks, but DDLG are a hard pass. She can't stand spanking, and anyone who even tried to slap her butt will get decked in the eye. The last boyfriend that spanked her got a chunk bitten out of his leg. She also hates her feet being touched, but she's actually working on that one.

To be funny, Rex once gave her butt a "love tap" at the bar while she was working. It's the only time she hit him, a slap across the face, and she told him to never do it again. He was both a little scared and incredibly aroused. 

She's ended every relationship she's ever been in, but some of the brakes have been mutual. Her shortest relationship was 2 days, and longest was her first serious boyfriend that lasted 3-4 years, depending on who you ask.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Hello Raven! May I request a scenario Jamil, Ace, and Floyd calling Azul Zuzu just to be shits? ...... yeah you know who this is LANDJKSJFJS

For @pianostarinwonderland~ ;3c

Fun fact, I actually have a friend that gets “drunk” off of non-alcoholic apple cider. They were the inspiration for this piece, so shoutout to them!

Imagine this...

“Cheers!”

Laughter bubbled up. Cups were raised and clinked together, the colorful liquids inside dancing about in the dim lights of the Mostro Lounge. The jellyfish lamps strung up above cast pinks and blues in purples into the fruit juice--juices of rich plums and cherry reds.

Ace polished his drink off in a few short swigs, then slammed his cup down with a satisfied “Phwaaah! That really hit the spot!”

He jerked his head toward a taller boy and called out to him. “Yo, Floyd-senpai! Thanks for bringing the Basketball Club here! I haven’t had stuff this tasty in a while.”

“Mmm? Kani-chan likes it?” The eel shared a sly smirk with their server--Azul--before slapping an encouraging hand on the small of Ace’s back. “Good, good~ Eat and drink lots more, then~”

“I am pleased to hear such a rave review,” Azul gestured to the pitcher in his hand. “Would you care for another refill?”

“Hit me.” Ace eagerly thrust his cup out to the octopus--but a hand caught his wrist and brought it back down. The Heartslabyul student cut a glare at his team mate. “Oi, what’s your problem?”

“You shouldn’t drink more,” Jamil warned, his voice steady, yet stern. “At this rate, you’re going to drain the club finances...”

And your dignity.

Jamil had attended enough Basketball Club gatherings to pick up on Ace’s behavior patterns. The first year was already brash as it was, but he became even more mouthy when he was high on happiness and a full stomach.

“Haaah? Butt out, Jamil-senpai. We won the game, so stop being a buzzkill and just let me celebrate how I want!”

“This is Azul we’re talking about. And you,” Jamil added, folding his arms and turning his attention to Floyd, “had a hand in this as well. You suggested the Mostro Lounge for our victory meal. I suppose you two thought this would be a good opportunity to line your pockets.”

“My, so you’ve already uncovered my nefarious scheme,” Azul gasped dramatically, clutching at his heart. “I should have expected nothing less from the great Jamil-sama.”

Scarabia’s vice dorm leader frowned. “Stop that.”

“Mouuuu, Umihebi-kun’s got us all figured out, Azul.” Floyd pouted, his cheeks puffed up like an inflated pufferfish.

“No matter,” his boss replied, quickly dismissing his remark. Azul plastered on his most polite smile before addressing Jamil again. “I must commend you for your quick wit. As an apology, please accept all drinks on the house tonight.”

The octopus generously topped off Ace’s glass, then moved to replenish Jamil’s--only to find the rim completely concealed by the vice dorm leader’s hand. Azul’s lip curled, but he made no move to challenge his classmate.

He agreed a little too easily. They must be up to something else, Jamil concluded, eyeing Azul warily.

“Phew!” Ace gasped, having hammered down another cupful of fruit punch. “Gimme ‘nother round...!”

His words were starting to slur, his eyelids fluttering. A dopey grin had etched itself onto Ace’s face. He was full--full, and loose-lipped.

If it’s not money they’re after, then it must be information.

Jamil’s eyes flashed as the revelation dawned on him. He abruptly stood, yanking Ace’s empty glass away from him.

“I think it is about time that we take our leave,” Jamil announced coldly.

“Noooo, my juice...!!” Ace whined loudly, glancing desperately between his three upperclassmen. “Zuzuuuuu, gimme moooore! I wanna drink moooore!! You can’t just cut me off like thiiiis!”

The entire lounge went dead quiet.

“Zu...”

“... zu?”

Floyd and Jamil exchanged confused looks with one another.

“I... I beg your pardon?!” Azul cried, taking a step back. His expression was twisted with both shock and horror, betraying his beauty. “Wh-What is the meaning of this?! S-Such a juvenile nickname...”

“Zuzu is Zuzuuuu,” Ace insisted, his declaration decorated with hiccups and giggles. “Cuz Zuzu’s cute, and the name Zuzu’s also cute...”

“Take it back right this instant!!”

“Naaaaaaah... Zuzu is Zuzu, and Zuzu’s cute... Das mah story, and I’m stickin’ wif it...”

“... Pfft. Ahahahahahah!” Floyd launched into a fit of uncontrollable laughter. His entire body shook as he violently howled, and he attempted to cradle his stomach to keep from keeling over. “K-Kani-chan got you good, Zuzu!”

“Whose side are you on here, Floyd?!”

“I-I’m on... I’m on--” The eel paused, gulping down a massive breath of air... before immediately bursting out in another peal of laughter. “I’m always on Zuzu’s side...!!”

“FLOYD!!”

“Ahahahahah!!”

“You are NOT helping!!” Azul spat, glaring at his dorm member.

He turned to Jamil, pulling his sweetest smile and most honied voice. “Dearest Jamil-san, seeing as how I cannot rely on Floyd, would you care to assist your peer in his time of need?”

“... I’ll pass,” Jamil replied coolly. A smirk found its way onto his lips. “Surely the great Zuzu-sama can resolve this situation on his own.”

The octopus’s face flared with embarrassment. “I cannot believe that you and Floyd would betray me like this!”

“Well, life is just full of surprises, isn’t it?”

“You...!!”

“Oi, Zuzuuuuu, how much longer do I gotta wait for my puuuunch?”

“Zuzu, don’t keep Kani-chan waiting~”

“Yes, you should dutifully tend to your customer’s demands, Zuzu.”

Azul’s gaze became steely, his mouth forming a straight line. “All of you, out--get out. The Mostro Lounge is closed for the evening!!”

[wri0thesley]

You wrote abt specifically dating pol AND avdol once and i lost it cuz i havent seen someone for both for some reason before! And its my favorite so i wanted to request pretty please, a relationship between the three but reader and avdol are very much alike in that they enjoy cornering polnareff in private to decide what to do with him >:3c

not sfw below the cut!

♡ Avdol and Polnareff bring out both the worst and the best in each other, and you muddle along with them through it - not as a voice of reason, exactly, but more as the devil on their shoulder. Avdol’s presence teaches Polnareff to think about things before he rushes in; Polnareff’s presence brings out a side of Avdol with a smirk and a flashing eye and laughter that ripples through you like velvet. And you are happy to help with both; joining in with their jokes, gently scolding Polnareff for not thinking things through - and sometimes, by convincing Avdol to be a little more carefree. Your favourite thing to be more carefree about, though, is absolutely in how flustered you can make your lovely French boyfriend. 

♡ Avdol likes doing that too. And Polnareff, for all of his knight-in-shining-armour complex and desire to be the hero, doesn’t seem to mind at all when the two of you decide that he’s your prey of choice for the evening; in fact, his pale skin flushes and he sighs prettily and murmurs both of your names, the light French accent that edges his words setting both of you aflame more than either of you would like to admit. 

♡ There are two of you, and that means double the possibility of teasing. Sometimes, the two of you will spend all day giving him lingering touches - brushing your lips across his jawline and earlobe, gently petting the column of his throat, ogling him with lust clear and palpable in your eyes - and never doing anything about it. It’s most satisfying when you can see the bulge in Polnareff’s pants and he starts to squirm, his pretty eyes tortured as he looks at both of you. When you’re playing this game, Polnareff doesn’t get any relief until he begs you.

♡ You and Avdol will often get him between you and spend a good hour playing with his chest. His pecs are firm and large; perfect for playing with. His nipples are sensitive, making him whine and flush and buck into your touch. The dual sensations of both your tongue on one side and Avdol’s tongue on the other have, in the past, been overwhelming enough that he’s come in his own pants without even needing to touch his cock. (That had been very sexy, honestly, and both of you had reassured him of that exact feeling when he’d become nervous and embarrassed about his own wanton behaviour). 

♡ Sharing any part of him usually gets him going, actually. You and Avdol also love both kneeling for him, two mouths working along his shaft, two tongues licking at him (and kissing with his cock in between your lips). He’s so cute when he’s looking down at you both like he doesn’t know how he ever got this lucky.

♡ Overstimulating him is fun, too - touching him and petting him and stroking him and kissing him until he’s gasping and squirming under your touch, his skin all pink and needy and flushed. You push further and further, making him come over and over again (both of you have the patience to wait out his refractory period); Polnareff is useless putty in your hands, and both of you love that. 

[sucuretcannelle]

Hi! I sent the necromancer request. I was going to let you decide whether S/O met Garcello before or after death, but if you need a better prompt maybe it could be both? Like, "Aw man, I wonder what happened to that cute guy I sometimes talked to behind 7/11. I was gonna confess to him soon. Maybe I can take my mind off him by practicing the dark arts. Lemme check the obituaries to see who's new in the graveyar- OH SHIT!" (Is that better? Take your time BTW, you seem busy, but I'm patient. :3c)

I'M SO SORRY In fact, lemme do both but separate cuz I feel bad for taking so long

Version 1:

-So you were making your way around town, as any normal person does

-And you had a random thought

-"Hey, why don't I go talk to Garcello today" like any normal person does

-Well are you really normal if you chose to befriend a random smoker you found outside?

-Who knows

-And frankly, who cares? Go get the hot smoker man

-For some odd reason, he isn't there

-So what? Who said he was on a schedule?

-You may or may not be overthinking it but, what if he's dead?

-He's always there when you go, and you always go at the same time as usual

-Meh, who cares

-So as you leave the alleyway, you headed to the graveyard, for 2 reasons

-What if he did die? It might be a stretch but it was still something worth finding out

-And you were heading there anyway so why not go now?

-So you walked, and walked

-And then you got there

-WHO IN FUCKS NAME

-Guess someones gonna rise from the dead today

-But hey you did your thing, and now his ghost is with you!

-Thats cool as shit!

-He was so confused tbh, poor dude thought he was finally gonna rest

-But he's with you so he doesn't mind

-He had to calm you down cuz you thought he got murdered or something

-Which is valid, cuz you remember him having some type of beef with daddy dearest

-He finds it endearing that you care about him so much, even though he's like

-dead

-a few things you noticed is that he smiles a lot more

-Did I mention he has dimples? He has a very nice smile

-He's also very obedient, he doesn't mind keeping you company or just helping you out if he can

-See now, confessing wasn't as hard as you thought it was gonna be! 

-It's not like he had a reason to reject you, he has no one else to talk to

-At least you get to find out that you can actually smooch a ghost

Version 2:

-So you were practicing le dark arts one day

-And you summoned a dude made out of cigarette smoke!

-Heh, you could say he was smokin hot 

-Ok I'll be taking my leave now

-To compare both situations, he wasn't as nice as he was in version one

-You can't tell me he wouldn't be a little confused

-Like, if a random person summoned you out of nowhere, you'd be trippin too.

-Oh dear, its very awkward

-Small talk is so normal at first

-You better be talkative, its the easiest way to get him to open up

-But if not, you'll make it work. It'll just take some time

-In this version, vibing with him is very common

-But him talking about his life isnt

-It'll take some time for him to open up, but it will happen after a while

-and then the bond between you two got real close

-His personality didn't completely change, but he was much more talkative and nice

-Perfect time to confess 

-So many emotions hit him at once

-Like, mental recap: You summoned this dude out of nowhere, stayed by his side, and now you wanna date him?

-He finds that shit so crazy

-But hey, its not like he doesn't like you either

-In conclusion, fuck life, kiss ghosts

[plush-rabbit]

What headcanons you have in request box actually? I'm really curious lol. Have nice day btw, I love your work!!!!!

Okay, so usually I put some in a doc and then like figure it out from there so if you've sent one in and haven't seen it, don't worry, it'll be done and added once I make a dent lmao. These are also a mix of hc and fics. Some I'm like part way through so ye

There also might be some that I might not do because its vague, like I'm given just the prompt and I don't know what to do with it or there's just no ideas that come to mind so I really am sorry.

Upcoming ones:

Met with Dia and he said “how else will you please me?” And I think it awoke something in me?? Can I request Diavolo with a bashful innocent MC and him just laying back and letting her have his way with him? But of course he’s a total dom so he’s gonna take control but just has a little fun letting her take the reins to start with? Hi. I just found your stuff and you write so well for Obey Me. Could I request a fic with Barbatos and a female MC? Maybe she's staying at the palace for whatever reason and when he goes to his room he hears her moaning his name so he checks on her but she's sleeping. The next day he hints that she must've had a good dream much to her dismay. That night he goes to her room and she's awake and they end up sleeping together. With some praise and maybe even some tail action. Thank you! Can I please get a uuuhhh possessive/borderline yandere Leon please :3c maybe it’s after a big match for her and everyone’s fawning over her and he steals her away and reminds her that she’s his? 💕✨ I saw those headcanons where Jin and Shigaraki became parental or sibling figures to the reader sooooooo how about headcanons of a fem!reader being a mother figure to the league? Just an ordinary citizen in her late twenties until she met the LOV unexpectedly, during the time where the league had to hide and the reader's place is conveniently open (then again I'm sure they'd bust in if it wasn't) and she didn't rat them out. This happened quite a lot of times to the point where the reader is used to it by now and just lets them in, even if they weren't hiding from anyone and just wants to stay for the night. When she got closer to the league, she starts to show care and love for them in a way a mother would the reader isn't a member of the league, but they already consider her as family :'D I just really want them to get care and love since they've been through so much Last week I literally sat down and read your writing for like an hour and a half LOL It’s just really good and I love your characterization! I was wondering if I could request Twice and Shigaraki with an s/o who tries to be cute and surprise them by wearing their clothes when they return from a mission but maybe the clothes are a bit too snug cuz they’re a little pudgy :( could also be nsfw if you’re ok with that!! Thank you so much 💜💜 I like the Lucky!Cat!reader hc. Could you do some for the LOV, with a Male Cat s/o? Thank you! You're the best!! I've been obsessing about flowers and their meanings or what they symbolize soooooo. How would the LOV react to their s/o giving them a certain flower and then finding out what the flower means/symbolizes? Hope this passes! It's a request for OM. Can I have headcanons of the brothers + Diavolo (if you don't mind) of their s/o dancing "Paradise Lost" by GAIN? Provided you a link to the video for reference 😁: https://youtu.be/4i32ANEa5mk Headcanons where the LOV has an s/o whose like a literal ball of sunshine. Always happy and bubbly, smiling and laughing, they just seem to epitome of joy. Until one day, they just break down, being so emotionally drained from different factors that they can keep up the act of being happy anymore Last week I literally sat down and read your writing for like an hour and a half LOL It’s just really good and I love your characterization! I was wondering if I could request Twice and Shigaraki with an s/o who tries to be cute and surprise them by wearing their clothes when they return from a mission but maybe the clothes are a bit too snug cuz they’re a little pudgy :( could also be nsfw if you’re ok with that!! Thank you so much 💜💜 hey!! hru? i have a question do you think shigaraki would like a threesome? what if his s/o didn’t want one bc she’s like possessive of him (in a non toxic way) hey plush, can you do a reader x Shiggy and Dabi whos crying to them/grabbing their shirts and burring themselves into shiggy and dabi/ about their verbally abusive ex, how theyre so different from them, so much nicer and softer, how they(the reader) never thought they could be loved or deserved kindness? its been one of those days, i just need some comfort. thank you♡ heyy!! ^^ can i request some headcanons for hawks reacting to his female s/o belly dancing for him? :3 Heyo this is beetle juice anon idk if u remember me I’m the person who said shiggy sounds like beetle juice, I swear I couldn’t get that thought out of my head so can I request shiggy and reader getting hit by a quirk that forces them to do a musically ( idk I just want shiggy to sing honestly lmaoooo) idk maybe both of them being shocked that both of them can sing hey, i absolutely adore your writing! i love going through all your work, they’re my comfort fics! 💞 i was wondering if you would mind writing something for tomura with an s/o who is insecure about her body and how skinny she is? she feels too flat, like she doesn’t have enough curves or that she’s grown into her body enough and it makes her feel less of a woman, that tomura could do better. and it makes her anxious when it comes to initimacy and being exposed to him because in her eyes he’s so perfectly handsome and she just feels inadequate... it’s something i’ve had to deal with pretty much my entire life, getting called names like stick insect and coat hanger, but lately it’s been eating away at me more and more. you can totally ignore this if you feel uncomfortable writing about this stuff, though! 💕 So, like. Hear me out. What if, with Bakugou and Dabi (separate) : MC is super innocent and cute, blushes at the slightest flirt, and “doesn’t get” dirty jokes, but as soon as they’re alone with their s/o? They are the kinkiest most vulgar bottom they’ve ever seen. Nipples pierced, collar under the turtleneck, chain strung between the piercings and the collar, all out kinda slut. The duality of man. (Gender neutral) Hello so may i request shigaraki with a s.o whos warm loving and protective and very innocent basically a s.o whos like mitsuri kanroji both personality and look wise Female pronouns,maybe they are out on a date getting ice cream and the s.o is so happy shiggy came, they hold hands and people start giving him odd looks only for her to stand up to the bullies who are saying things about shigaraki, it ends with her kissing him infront of everyone to prove a point,and when the get home she tells him she doesnt care what people think and makes love to him topping hin while telling him all the reasons she fell inlove with him,(omg im so sorrry its so long if you have tpo many requests or dont like the idea please tell me) hey, i absolutely adore your writing! i love going through all your work, they’re my comfort fics! 💞 i was wondering if you would mind writing something for tomura with an s/o who is insecure about her body and how skinny she is? she feels too flat, like she doesn’t have enough curves or that she’s grown into her body enough and it makes her feel less of a woman, that tomura could do better. and it makes her anxious when it comes to initimacy and being exposed to him because in her eyes he’s so perfectly handsome and she just feels inadequate... it’s something i’ve had to deal with pretty much my entire life, getting called names like stick insect and coat hanger, but lately it’s been eating away at me more and more. you can totally ignore this if you feel uncomfortable writing about this stuff, though! 💕 could we get a fem reader cock warming Dabi throughout the night and get morning sex >//< // ik youre a busy bee so dont feel obligated to rush or anything, take ur time plushie!♡ can we please get a shiggy x reader and the reader asks him to teach her how to game and she ends up being better than him and whatnot (inspired by that “a simple wager”) fic (if you ever decide to make a sequel to that i will ve DECEASED Can I request a sub shigaraki with a mommy kink getting pegged by the reader ( I just want to make him beg and cry honestly) reader is a female Omh give us noncon/somno w scary eraserhead plsss / aizawa and aphrodisiac smut pwease ( ；∀；) Overhaul and Chrono punishing quirkless reader for being an undercover reporter/agent but like orgasm denial... (Idk if you write this stuff but anyways do it if you want have a nice night) Can I request something like “Peaches and Cream” but with Piers instead? I know you’re busy with other requests, so don’t worry if you don’t have time for this one! I love love your writing!!! Hello beautiful can I just say how amazing ur writing is loll, can I request shigaraki having a crush on the reader and she knows about it, like one day shiggy just goes to her room when there on a mission and just steals her stuff and humps her pillows, but she has cameras in her room so she saw everything, long story short she shows him the videos and humiliates him (shiggy of course a mess and is close to crying from how embarrassing that is, lowkey turned on ) the reader takes care of him ( sorry I’m really bad at endings 🙏🏻😅) the reader pegs him until he’s a crying mess. By the way the reader is a female and shigaraki is a sub has a mommy kink and the reader is dom of that’s ok of course I love your writing!! May I ask for Diavolo x F!Reader with borderline disorder? 👉👈.. Lately it has been very difficult for me to deal with this alone and Diavolo is mine comfort character.. (NSFW Talk, If your a minor..then why are you even reading this?? Get off this 18+ page?? Anyways-). I am a huge sucker for overstimulation, biting and crying, (many of my past partners have called me a sadist-) and I just 𝑎����𝑜𝑟𝑒 the idea of Tamaki’s cute face streaming with tears and drool as Male Reader vigorously overstims the fuck out of him. And he would look so 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑦 with his mouth gaping open in a silent scream of overwhelming pleasure because M!Reader gave his sensitive dick a handjob while he roughly railed Tamaki’s pretty little ass. (While abusing the fuck out of his G Spot, of course). I can just imagine him squirming and begging for mercy while M!Reader lovingly wrecks his body, taking him hard & fast in multiple different positions with each one making Tamaki wail with pleasure. He’s just so adorable, I just wanna see him get 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝~ Lusty ❤︎ -Anon. Bonus Points if you could have M!Reader be super fuckin tall, muscular, strong and also be absolutely PACKING. (This man has a godly dick, and it’s honestly a surprise Tamaki can take it so well without literally breaking in half) ahhhh hewwo could you maybe write something with dbd ghostface going full apotheosis for his crush? as in,, he starts to elevate her to a status of divinity and even when she's just cowering in fear in front of him or conversely stabbing him and causing him lots of pain he just keeps viewing her as some sort of deity and  can't stop obsessing over her and wanting more from her

Again. I deeply apologize for not doing some. I wish I could, but (and this is not to guilt trip any of yall or anything, I understand that it'll sound like that it but it ain't it) sometimes the work I put into something and the feedback I get is sometimes not it. Like I'll work hard and get nothing and listen, I get it, its fanfic, there's a bit more stigma to it rather than art but yeah. Its a ramble, and basically, I don't wanna put work into something that I'll only get a few likes on. So yeah. Agains this isn't guilt tripping, I get it. I'm a consumer of it and I get the gist of it but yeah. More thoughts later, when I can properly sit and write as I am currently in a home depot 

[iwriteficsandmore]

Hi there! If you're taking requests rn would it be ok to request headcanons for hawks with an s/o that has a snowy owl quirk which gives her the beautiful speckled white wings and since snowys are found in and love cold climate places maybe she moved to Japan from Iceland some years ago to be a rescue hero

More animal s/o's! Call me McD's cuz I'm loving this~☆ Also, i hope that i got your request right :3c Gonna be with a reader s/o.

Hawks truly can't say he wasn't interested because of her Quirk. He knows first habd the kind of attention that Quirks that yours can garner. That doesn't take away from the fact that the first time he saw you in action you literally took bis breath away.

He remembered that snowy, winter's day. During the villain attack that left havoc in its wake, you'd been the lead in the rescue while he and some others took care of the villain. The way you so deftly flew across to rescue the civilians caught his eye. What truly made him stop was how beautiful you were and how those white wings with flecks of black.

He hadn't been bashful about his attraction to you. Neither had you been about shutting him down the second he made his intentions clear. You really weren't looking for anything like that. From what Hawks later found out about you, you'd only come down to Japan grom Iceland to specilize further in search and rescue. It intrigued him that you choose their little country, specially one with winters that didn't compare with the ones back at your beck of the woods.

Regardless of this, he made sure to make himself known. Being rejected once wouldn't deter him. Neither would a second, third or 100th time. You were frankly over it by the 20th and had given up on brushing him off, simply paying no attention to him.

You had to admit that he was a great hero though. Because your Quirk was only a pair of snowy owl wings, you were highly limited to the kind of rescue you could do. Hawks on the other hand? You sort of envied his prowess and Quirk for the vast amount of things it let him do. Things you wish you could do yourself.

You tolerate his flirting in the end in exchange for learning from him about Japan and all its nuances as you made it your home and new workplace. Hawks gladly accepted the offer to be your guide and tutor. As time passed you eventually minded less and less until his flirtatious approaches become less forth, and more sincere.

They weren't outrageous or superfluous but instead more tender and genuine. It kind of amazed you how he managed to warm himself to you so fast. And here you thought you prefered the cold.

[365daysofsasuhina]

[ 365 Days of SasuHina || Day Two Hundred Sixty-Nine: Contacts ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata ] [ SasuHina ] [ Verse: Oil and Blood ] [ AO3 Link ]

“...I don’t like owing people, so…you’ll get compensated, either way.”

What a string of events this has been. First, one Hyūga Hinata - a simple young woman working in the claims division of a body modification insurance company - couldn’t sleep a few nights back. Then, she went for a walk to try and wear out her mind to get some rest. But before she could finish, she happened upon a member of the Uchiha crime syndicate, beaten and stripped of his (very expensive) mods, and proceeded to ignore every self-preservation instinct in her body, and instead haul him to a half-legal, half-very-illegal medical facility.

Upon going to check on him the following day, the Uchiha - given name Sasuke, as she’d found out - told her in no uncertain terms that he now owed her a debt. One he intended to pay.

And now she’s left wondering what exactly that means: to be owed a debt by someone who’s part of one of the largest and most powerful underground factions in Japan, let alone her home city. The past several days have seen her tired, tense, and tentatively awaiting a bunch of gang members to just...show up and ask her if she needs anything ‘taken care of’.

...okay, maybe she’s watched too many dramas, but she really has no idea what this Sasuke fellow means. And not knowing something makes her already nervous disposition all the more unnerved.

The day after her visit, she gets a call from the doctor that runs the clinic she took him to, informing her that he was cleared and sent him with a (mostly) clean bill of health.

“He just needs some time to recuperate from his beating, and me installing the new eye socket fitting. I managed to get him the replacement mods, so he’s all ready to go. He said to give you his thanks again for dragging him to me.”

“He, um…” Hinata hesitates, not sure how to phrase her question. “He doesn’t know how to, um...contact me, does he?”

“Well, I didn’t give him your information...and I think I only addressed you by your family name. But honestly given he saw your face and knows your last name, he’ll probably be able to find you if he really wants to...why? Did he threaten you?”

“Oh, n-no!” Hinata backpedals at the hard edge in her companion’s tone. “No, nothing like that!”

“Good...I’d have to have words with him otherwise.”

“He just - he, um...he said he wanted to pay me back, and that sort of...w-worries me?”

“Ah...understandable. Not exactly keen to interact with yakuza, right?”

“R...right. I mean...I appreciate your help, but even talking with you is a big risk. I don’t want to l-lose my job, or get in some kind of...l-legal trouble.”

“No, I understand. Well...I can send word through the contact I have, but...in the end, I doubt I have much sway. Debt is a pretty serious thing to people like them. Take my advice: ask for something small, and just get it out of the way. He’ll feel like he repaid you, and you’ll be in the clear.”

“...I guess so...I just don’t want to be, um…” ‘Associated’ seems like too strong a word… “You know...caught up in a-all of that.”

“As someone who is, I get that,�� the medic replies with a dry laugh. “Don’t worry - they know what their presence means. If he’s smart - and I daresay he is, despite his attitude - he’ll bear that in mind, and not want to cause you even more trouble and increase his debt. Don’t worry, Hyūga-san.”

“...you know, I think we talk enough you can p-probably call me Hinata by now, ne?”

“Well, I try to always be professional, especially since we trade clients, you and I...but sure. I can do that, Hinata-san. But don’t worry about Sasuke. It’ll be fine.”

“...I hope so,” Hinata sighs before letting the call end.

...why does she get the feeling that isn’t going to be the case?

Several days later, scrolling through the holographic social media feed from her palm, Hinata startles and nearly drops her coffee as someone steps out in front of her, snapping her eyes back up. “Oh, I-I’m sorry, I -”

Glancing to her coolly, Sasuke doesn’t reply, just...looking expectantly.

Hinata immediately balks - they’re in public! Just...out on a sidewalk! “ I- ? Y-you shouldn’t -!”

“Relax, Hyūga. This is Uchiha territory. Cops are paid off. Otherwise I wouldn’t bother you.”

...oh. She...hadn’t known that. Blinking wide eyes, she nonetheless glances around warily. “D-do you, um...need something? How did you...find me?”

“I have contacts,” he replies vaguely. “Wasn’t that hard to track you down, in all honesty. To get to the point, I’m here about that favor I owe you.”

“Uchiha-san, really, I don’t need you to -”

“I don’t like being indebted. So just...give me a task, and I’ll do it.”

“Well, I...I don’t…” She struggles to think of something to occupy him...and in the interim, asks, “...how are you feeling?”

“Fine. Got all my tech replaced, the new fitting healed nicely...and the bruising’s about gone. I got off lightly, in all honesty.”

“I’m glad you’re all right. You looked, um...very out of sorts.”

That earns a snort. “Funny way to say ‘beat to hell’.”

She flushes a light pink.

“So, what’ll it be, Hyūga? I don’t have all day.”

“I...I really don’t know. I don’t really have any, um...issues? That need to be...dealt with?”

“No coworkers you have any beef with? Family? Exes or past friends?”

Hinata quickly balks. “Oh, g-gosh no! No. I...I wouldn’t want to cause any trouble with anyone, a-anyway. And it might get back to the wrong people, and...no. I-I’m fine.”

“Hm...no enemies you need protection from?”

“...not that I know of? Really, Uchiha-san: I’m just...a very run-of-the-mill person. No enemies, no...beef. I just work a basic job, live in a basic apartment, have basic mods…”

“Sure about that?”

“...what do you mean?”

“Cuz it didn’t take much digging to find out about your disinheritance. Not bitter about that?”

Hinata’s expression instantly shifts, becoming stonily blank. “...no.”

“Quite the fortune you’re missing out on.”

“I don’t care about money.”

“...well, damn. Paying you off was my second option. Strong-arming your dad was my first.”

“My father is n-none of your business. And I don’t want your money, either.”

“One of the largest mod manufacturers is, in a way, my business. And if he’s doing you dirty, then that’s also my business...if you want it to be.”

“Well, I don’t. So please, just...leave him out of things.”

Sasuke sighs, arms - one biological, one technological - crossing across his front. “Well then what do you want? It’s gotta be something, Hyūga. Otherwise you’re going to have to deal with me dogging you about it...and my temper getting shorter the longer I have to keep pestering you and wasting my time.”

She’s almost tempted to pout - why can’t this man just...leave her alone? “...any other suggestions?”

“None that immediately come to mind, no.”

Well, drat. Glancing aside, Hinata mulls this all over a little longer. And then an idea worms its way into her head. “...can I request something...specific? As in...a one-time favor, but only when it comes up?”

“...depends on what you mean.”

“Well, I...you probably guessed by where I took you that I have a few c-contacts of my own. Since the company I work for can’t always - or...won’t always - help people, I’ve taken things into my own hands before and refer them to underground technicians. And sometimes I have to meet them in person, which is...risky. If I ever feel like a meeting is going to be dangerous...could I enlist you as, like...a b-bodyguard?”

Sasuke perks a brow. “...not what I expected you to say, but...yeah, sure. Just give me a day or two notice if you can, and I’ll be there.”

“...really?”

“I do protection details sometimes, sure. Wouldn’t take much. And I guess that would be enough to call us even.”

She perks up. “Well...good! Um…” Teeth nibble her lip in thought. “I...guess I would need to be able to contact you…?”

“Yeah, sure. I’ll give you my call signature, if you’re good with that.”

“...sure.” Watching him lift his modded arm, Hinata withholds a flinch as he hovers his palm over her right ear. In an instant, the information is traded wirelessly.

“Mind sharing yours? Promise not to bug you unless it’s important, but...something might come up.”

“Okay.” Modded hand lifting, Hinata does the same. “Just, um...avoid it if you can during business hours, in case I get screened, okay?”

“Will do. So...we even?”

“I guess so. I’ll let you know when I need you.”

“Sounds good. Hopefully sooner than later so we can get this squared away.” Giving a mock salute, Sasuke shoves hands into his pockets and just...disappears into the crowds.

Hinata watches, having completely forgotten about the now-cold coffee in her hand. Well...at least that should be a simple enough trade. She’ll call him in for her next arranged meeting, and have a little more peace of mind...and he’ll be free of his debt. Then they can both move on with their lives.

...but for now, they wait.

                                                      .oOo.

      (For previous works in this 'series', see days 250 and 254!)      Well, I'm officially back to being two days behind OTL I ended up with a majorly long, tiring day...and fell asleep early nursing a toothache. My bad ^^;      But, we're back with more of the cyberpunk AU! With a little more interaction between these two - and it seems they have a plan on how to get things even between them. Seems simple enough, right?      Riiight :3c      Anywho, it's very late, I'm still very tired, and I have even more to do tomorrow! Life is very busy lately, but I'll do by best to catch up soon. Either way though, thanks for reading (and for your patience)!

[1800areyouslapping]

U heard or yandere!voyeur gengi with a porn blog, now get ready for camgirl!sis!!! Genji discovers her channel by pure accident and watches a livestream of her doin the nasties and he literally cant even with her and cums untouched lol

And then afterwards he (unknown to her) becomes her biggest patron and requests her do all the things he’s always wanted to do to her and it reaches a boiling point when she realises its genji (either by coincidence or cuz he stupidly uses too many green emojiss) during the stream and abruptly ends it, causing genji to rush to her to do the deed himself >:3c

We’ve actually talked about a cam!girl sister Shimada here before! You can check the tag to see the other musings if you’re interested :3

Genji finally gets down to asking his sister for some private time, of course as long as he’s willing to pay for it then sister!reader’s going to be more than happy to give it to him. 

I HC young!Genji as having this really unique way of using emojis, or when he is talking through text it’s just very obviously engrained with his personality. So I can see sister!reader kind of just… looking over his speech type during her streams cause she has to pay attention to a lot of people during her streams. Making sure her angles are right. You know, fucking herself on camera, she just never noticed. When it got down to just her and him she was almost instantly suspicious, and then he messes up by sending over this combination of emojis that is an inside joke with the family and she’s like “what. the. fuck.”  

I don’t see sister!reader being completely sure it was Genji after she panic shuts down the stream and he gets to her room looking to finish getting what he paid for. 

[prompt-master]

You should write,,,,a shlav (shiro x slav) fic wherrree shiro and slav have to hide their FORBIDDEN ROMANCE *loud screeching* from the judging eyes of their teammates cuz they think love is UNprOfEssiOnal- well thats mostly just what a lure believes- but then keith and Lance start dating so shiro and his bb slav decide they should tell the team about their SECRET LOVE!!! But then slav gets assassinated by a tiny slug alien with a chainsaw before they could a spill the beans about their wuv >;3c

FINALLY. A GOOD FUCKONG REQUEST. Thank you for my LIFE.

Shiro made sure that he had the most Dramatic Posing possible for the team. Shlavy baby was curled all around his big boy big man muscles that 😍😍 POPPED out like big man muscles do with a worried look

“:( babe.”

Shiro groaned, one hand wrapping around the Small Lad, “mmm…your fuckiNaccent brings hope to Every Fucking Space OliveGarden”

“What’s an olive garden-”

“BUT” shiro through himself backwards into the couch, drapping arms over his face in crimson blue moonlite demo version. “WE CANNOT NOT NOT BE TOGETHER”

“bitch pull yourself together and explain why not” he rolled his eyes “there’s like,,,,a big number chance of our love being 👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾”

Shiro felt tears roll down his face “because lance and Pidge will call me a furry”

He squishes slavs face, Tella Novella music playing in the Room that they are In, “I CAN’T BE MOCKED FOR MY FURRYNESS ANYMORE SLAV. I’D RATHER GO BACK TO PRISON”

“ok god back up, brush yo teeth.” He took a deep breath “we shall hide our love”

“Good point bb love you 5ever”

UNTIL 😤😤😤 DUN DUN DUN THE ANGSTY SHIT PEOPLE TURN BACK NOW IF YOU DON’T WANNA CRY 🔥🔥🔥

AN: I seriously cried fucking buckets writing this guys…i mean it…

Author: I’m so sorry you guys Shiro: :((( slav,,, Slav: *blushes* ….shes hurting our love

AHHH I CAN’T WAIT ANYMORE!!!

Keith and lance had an Announcement. Lance did the splits over the table and took a deep breath “🙏🏾 I’m getting some fine Kagone dic-”

“Yes we are dating……………..”

Shiro cried. They were,,,so brave and he was but a weakling. How could his man muscles fare up to this…*how*. (A/N: *hands you a tissue* im so sorry….>:3 no…muehehehe)

Slab stood up “lol but me and shiro tho”

Everyone gasped

“Woah wait. Shiro. Why didn’t you tell us.”

“Yeah you fucking furry”

“The truth is more than that- we-”

A chansaw smacked shave in the face, throwing him across the wall.

Shiro whispered “no” and punches the assassin without looking.. he run to the love and cradle him. “S–$lavvv…bb….dont die…”

SHAalve put all hands on shiros face and whispered “i……………..”

“Yea?”

“Bitch what the fuc-” he went limp….shiro cried………..

“I never…got to say about How I was dating you…….we were gonna confess and be free”

The rest of the team watched this tragedy take place.

Lance took a deep breath and placed a hand on shiros shoulder, eyes comforting and ready. When his mouth opened he said, “Get over it you furry bitch”

[thedragonlover]

30 Question Challenge Thing

I was tagged by @thewitchofthenorse​ and, hey, I love filling these things out every once in a while. So here we go!

1. Nicknames

Let’s see... Dragon, DL, kitty, mow-mow, manager, Meggie-poo, Dragon-nee-chan/nee-chan, mom, sug’, sweetie, Short Dragon, and probably plenty of others I can’t remember. Lots of stories behind those, aha.

2. Gender

Female. Though I was mistaken for a guy once in high school. That was an interesting and funny misunderstanding.

3. Star sign

Okay, all I know is that I’m a Cancer. I don’t know any of the fancier stuff. :|

4. Height

5′1″. *sighs* Yeah, yeah. Yuck it up.

5. Time

8:45pm, while answering this bit.

6. Birthday

July 16th

7. Favorite bands

...fuck. A lot? Uh, looking at what’s on my phone or off the top of my head, I enjoy Skillet, Disturbed, Gypsy Kings, Smash Mouth, Ninja Sex Party, Evanescence, The Noisy Freaks, Lacuna Coil, Oomph!, BIGBANG, Daft Punk, Metallica, Maroon 5, Mystery Skulls, and so many others. Honestly, my mother had me listen to every genre growing up.

8. Favorite solo artists

Same problem as above. FUCK. Uh... Chipzel, Savant, NateWantsToBattle, G-Dragon, Jewel, P!nk, Norah Jones, Regina Spektor, Ricky Martin... seriously, my tastes are a melting pot of whatever music I’ve come across. It’s only particular songs I don’t like.

9. Song stuck in my head

Invariably, I always end up humming the chorus of “Come On, Eileen” during a lull. Although recently I had JubyPhonic’s “Lost Ones Weeping” in my head.

10. Last movie watched

Song of the Sea. Fantastic! Thanks, @crazy-thel :’3 You always have great movie suggestions~

11. Last show watched

Watched a full episode of, you mean? My Hero Academia. Or Boku No Hero Academia. Or Midoriya Is Best Son And Friend, Bakugo Needs Some Chill Pills, And Shouto Needs a Goddamn Hug Show.

12. When did I create my blog?

...uh. ...FUCK, I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO CHECK THAT. Uh several years ago? I’ll get back to you on that...?

13. What do I post

Stupid shit. Okayokay, I reblog a bunch of stuff, but what I personally post tends to vary. Sometimes I doodle, sometimes I’ll post my writing, sometimes I rant or gush about something. This is my personal blog, so posts aren’t themed or anything.

14. Last thing I googled

Oh, boy. Moment of truth. What did I google? ...OH WHOOPS. “Song of the Sea,” to make sure that was indeed the movie I had seen lolme. Okay, before that? “AO3,” cuz it’s quicker than typing all that out and I haven’t bookmarked it yet for some reason. Before that? “Undertale human souls” to answer some questions I had about the colors and their “traits.” Before THAT? “Memetic,” to make sure I remembered it correctly from high school...

15. Do you have other blogs

A few! One that I might actually do something with later, one that I share with my old roommates, and a secret one ohohoho~ 

16. Do you get asks

Sometimes! Not all that often. *shrugs* Mostly it’s just people I know who want to put a nice message in. Have had a request for writing sitting in there for a while... maybe I should do something about that....

17. Why did you choose your url

It’s the username I use for a lot of things. Basically what I called myself since elementary school, since I love dragons (and fantasy) so much. It’s nothing clever but *shrugs* I’ve had it for so many years that it’s part of me now.

18. Following

...559. Wow. That’s... a lot. No wonder my dash updates so frequently. (Curse you, tumblr mobile, for refreshing my dash when I see something cool!)

19. Followers

140? Wowie!

20. Favorite colors

Silver, gray, black, hunter green, red, scarlet, brown, amber, purple... I prefer darker or neutral colors.

21. Average hours of sleep

Hrm. That’s math. I dun wanna. Uh... depends? If I can get away with it, the normal eight. But some days it’s 2-4 because work/obligations. I have horrible sleep in general. And am nocturnal.

22. Lucky number

11, 37, 48. 11 was my favorite spot on the rifle team back in high school, 48 was the first number I decided I liked (because it’s two digits and two times four is eight, wow what logic) and 37 the second I chose (one because I decided I liked the fortune it came on, and two because again two digits but this time three plus seven is ten, and three because it’s eleven less than 48! WOW LOGIC!!!)

23. Instruments

I played violin in elementary school and fiddled with guitar a bit. For favorites, violin, piano, and saxophone (or should I say sexyphone ;3c )

24. What I’m wearing

Jeans, t-shirt that says “I’m simply a book drunkard,” and my red hat with “DL” on it that my mom got me ages ago.

25. How many blankets I sleep with

Generally one or two throw blankets. Because I keep forgetting to wash the actual comforter.

26. Dream job

One that involves writing whatever I want, making dumb jokes, and eating more. And where goofing off a lot is allowed.

27. Dream trip

Honestly? There was a cabin my father’s family rented once when I was younger, on the side of a mountain. The trip itself wasn’t great, but there was a spot in the corner of the game room beside a plug-in heater, with a lamp and small table and the comfiest recliner in the whole damn place. I read and wrote a lot there. So peaceful. Muted. Relaxed. So, any place where I can have that again.

28. Favorite food

I need more steak in my life. But I’m also partial to sushi, reuben sandwiches, really good fucking burgers, asparagus, corn, and dark chocolate.

29. Nationality

American.

30. Favorite song now

WHY MUST YOU MAKE ME CHOOSE ONE? Dammit. Uh... “You Are My Sunshine,” by whoever, because my mom used that as a lullaby when I was little.

*slams hands on desk* THERE! DID IT! Hope I’m interesting enough for y’all ahaha just kidding 

I tag @lostsoulwolf @loraliah @sunflowerkittycrafts and whoever else feels like doing this! Go for it~