#i know they’re hehe silly characters but please…

[starstruckodysseys]

on my hands and knees begging for bug and fernie backstory

[zhongrin]

honey, can you…. un-sick me please?

© zhongrin | 2023  ✼  no repost・translations・plagiarism of any kind・ai data mining. rebloggers get a free cup of tea ♡

✼ characters ┈ zhongli, al haitham, wriothesley, neuvillette, diluc

✼ tags ┈ gn!reader, fluff, crack, 'puppy' nickname used (wriothesley), you’re sick but nothing life-threatening (common cold/flu/fever), they’re all just so soggy for you

✼ a/n ┈ i did change my formatting recently, yes. i like this one better methinks hehe

ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴍᴇɴᴜ (ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ) ✼ ᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴜʟʟ ᴍᴇɴᴜ (ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ)  ✼ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱʜɪᴘ (ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ)

“dear, i assure you, the ‘passing on the sickness by kissing’ method has never been proven to work... ah, please don’t give me such downtrodden eyes, you know i cannot help but give in when you look so saddened…”

zhongli was ever so patient with your whininess, clinginess, and overall annoying (your words, not his) self when you were sick with this kind of fever. he personally thought it was adorable, the way you insisted on following him around, asking to be pampered and spoiled in such a vulnerable moment…

… and boy, did he spoil you rotten.

though his mortal vessel is incapable of catching mortal diseases, he had seen the ever-evolving medical treatments throughout the millenia to know that your request to ‘kiss me so i can heal faster’ was meant to go unfulfilled. but how could he refuse you when you look so cute? he sighed fondly and ended up peppering you with kisses all over your flushed face, a gentle smile curling his lips when you giggled and clung to him even tighter in response.

anything to soothe his treasure.

“you’re delirious. go back to bed.”

your boyfriend might sound blunt and mean, yet the way he cradled your sickly self carefully and the gentleness in which he tucked you back into bed behind the blankets was everything but uncaring. al haitham was as complex as the books he read, but if you were thorough enough, you would be able to see the worried lines creasing his eyebrows and the turmoil behind his usually impassive green eyes fringed with bright terracotta lines.

al haitham became a mirror of his grandma ever since your body proceeded to shut down on you. he would make you soup and helped you eat it when you couldn’t muster the energy to do it yourself, and he fussed over you in his own way. admittedly, he had secretly sneaked in some herbs - grown with the help of his dendro vision - into said soup, which he read would aid you in your recovery… but that was a secret he shall keep to himself.

wriothesley looked torn between wanting to laugh at you or being incredibly worried if the fever was affecting you too much. he opted to shake his head with a chuckle and hoisted you up into his arms before tucking you back to bed despite your feeble protests.

“sigewinne told you to take plenty of rest, remember? you’ll get ‘un-sick’ed soon enough if you just listen to her, you silly puppy.”

your whines and pouts did nothing to convince him otherwise. your beloved seemed intent to keep you on the bed. he was very much tempted to threaten you with a promise to cuff yourself to the bed if you keep being stubborn, but he decided not to. instead, he stayed by your bedside like a loyal hound until the medicine kicked in and you fell into a deep slumber.

“let's have a picnic under the sun when you recover, yeah? but for now, let me just guard you while you're at your most vulnerable, sweetheart.”

neuvillette, the infamously aloof and diligent iudex, was anything but austere when it came to you. one might say he takes his role as your husband more seriously than his role as the chief of justice - and considering his accomplishments as the latter, it was an understatement to say that he excelled as your lover.

the day you got sick, rain fell throughout fontaine, persistent and seemingly neverending. it mattered not if it was just a common cold. you might as well be on your deathbed judging from the saddened gaze of your dearest’s sharp eyes and the way he was calling upon all doctors in fontaine to check up on you. even when you tried to lighten up his somber mood with your words, he merely grasped your hands tighter and brought them to his forehead, silently vowing to do all he could to make you healthy again.

“it is maddening that i do not have the power to heal humans, but rest assured that i will ensure that you can recover in the fastest and most efficient way possible, my love.”

the only time master diluc would be present in the kitchen is when 1) it’s a special day to you or the both of you, or 2) you’re cooking, or 3) you’re sick.

and currently, you’ve fallen ill from your recent adventure of dancing in the rain with your beloved. it was an addition into the romantic moments which the two of you would no doubt engrave in your hearts, yet while his pyro vision had subconsciously kept your lover’s body temperature from droppimg, it failed to do the same to you - hence why you were left with a bad case of flu and sore throat.

still, being sick while being diluc’s lover had its perks: for one, there were the maids who would take a good care of you, and they were always so considerate of your needs, especially when you were in this condition. but the best part would have to be your devoted red haired man doting after you like an overly attached falcon, personally taking it upon himself to nurse you back to full health. he was ever so patient with you, chuckling when you babble nonsensically, brain fogged and loose-lipped.

“yes, dear. i shall take it upon myself to ‘un-sick’ you. now, it’s time for your medicine. i’ll help you sit up... my love, don’t make that face… i promise to give you a forehead kiss if you finish the medicine.”

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[always-just-red]

I loved the Drunked Call with Sylus scenario you made! I like the way you write it and I see you accepting request hehe. Can I request about... Sylus, Zayne and Caleb reaction meeting fem!reader, dates or accidentally met (you name it) and they noticed her long hair has been attached with chewed bubblegum? some kid pulled a prank on her before and she didn't even aware of it

Aw thank you so much!! 💕 I did different pranks for each of the boys just to keep things interesting- I hope you don't mind! They're all equally silly haha, and I had SO much fun writing them. Added Xavier and Raf for good measure, too!

It's Just Not Your Day...

LADS Boys (& Caleb!) x Reader

Summary: It's you against the kids of Linkon City, and guess what? The kids are winning.

Genre: Humour + fluff!

Warnings/Additional tags: gn!reader, established relationship, swearing, canon pet names, reader gets a little stressed (and with some of these boys you can understand why 🙃)

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Disclaimer: Characters belong to Love and Deepspace. All work is my own, so please don't repost or plagiarise!

Xavier ⭐

One of the perks of being a Deepspace Hunter is the way people look at you. You’re used to respect: appreciative nods and gestures, wide-eyed admiration. You’re out in Linkon almost every day, putting your life on the line for everyone in the city. You’re a hero, right?

So why is everyone looking at you so… funny?

“Xavier,” you speak in a hushed whisper, tugging at the sleeve of your partner’s uniform. “I don’t like this. Something weird is going on.”

He yawns. “What do you mean?”

Can he really not see it? Sure enough, a businessman strolls past you, his eyes locked on you as he frowns, mid-telephone call. You think he even stumbles on his words. “Just look around,” you whisper again. Someone is watching you from across the street, their head cocked.   

Xavier is already looking around. You’re on patrol; that’s sort of the point. But he trusts you, so he follows your instruction: casting his sky-blue eyes around a little more carefully. They narrow. “Sorry,” he says, because you’re usually on the same page, “what are you talking about exactly?”

You fold your arms impatiently. “People are looking at us, Xavier.”

“Oh, I…” he seems to hesitate, “I think they’re just looking at you.”

The words could be romantic, but you don’t get the impression they’re intended to be. He’s implying something. He’s uncertain. “What makes you say that?” you ask, hands moving to your hips.

He shifts awkwardly on his feet. “I think it’s your, you know—” his finger waggles in front of his mouth.

You don’t know. “My what?”

“Your moustache.”

“What?”

Your hand shoots to your upper lip, but you don’t feel anything out of the ordinary. Xavier is staring, though, so you reach for your phone and turn the camera on yourself.

A black, cartoon-villain moustache has been sketched onto your face.

You gape at your reflection. “H— how…?” you stutter, tracing your new feature. Then a memory of this morning flashes through your mind: how you’d fallen asleep on the train to work. How there were those two schoolkids, sniggering, when you’d woken up just in time for your stop. Ugh. Really?

Wait— this morning?!

“Xavier!” you exclaim, turning to him like you’d just found his sword in your back. “Why didn’t you say something?”

It’s just gone three in the afternoon, and he’s been with you for hours. “I thought you knew,” he mumbles, rubbing his neck gingerly.

“You thought I…” You’re too bewildered, too betrayed to repeat it fully. Worst of all you feel guilty; how the hell can he look so freaking innocent? You turn back to your phone, desperately trying to rub the ink from your skin. It doesn’t budge. It doesn’t fade.

“Are you ok?” Xavier asks.

Of course you’re not ok, you feel like an idiot. Your cheeks are hot and the redness is spreading to the rest of your face as you fail to reclaim any of your dignity. “No,” you spit back, “honestly, Xavier, how could you just let me walk around like I’m some kind of—”

You glance up to discover he’s no longer listening. He’s not even here; he’s over there, talking to an old man who’s sat completing a sudoku. Great. Wonderful. Why not? At least one of you is making a good impression on the citizens of Linkon City.

With your eyes close to watering, you have one last, futile attempt at wiping the moustache from your upper lip. It’s not working. Gods, you’re gonna be stuck like this, aren’t you?

Someone taps you on the shoulder, and you look up to see Xavier, back at your side. He smiles reassuringly, sporting a drawn-on moustache of his own. The ends of it are curled even more theatrically than yours.

“Xavier…” you half-laugh in surprise, your eyes watering even more. “Why would you—? Now we both look stupid.”

“I look stupid,” he corrects, running a thumb over your wet cheek. “You look really pretty, moustache or not.”

Zayne ❄

“What… happened?”

You sit across from Zayne on a picturesque park bench, like something from a postcard: blue sky stretched above, wildflowers sprouting from the grass below. Birds are singing, butterflies are flittering about, and even the doctor looks perfect— unmarred by the first half of his work day, no matter how stressful it’s been.

It’s a fairy tale you covet: a little reunion with the man you love, on the odd occasion where your lunchbreaks match up and he isn’t drowning in paperwork. And it would be a fairy tale, if it wasn’t for you. You— your uniform soaked and your hair dripping wet. The wooden bench has gone damp beneath you; you’ve literally only just sat down.

“Gee, I don’t know, Zayne,” you hiss, face almost buried in your phone, “what do you think?”

Not too far away from you, some kids are locked in a water-gun battle, their shrieks of laughter loud and infuriating. Zayne glances between you and them, making his deductions. “Why—” he starts.

“Doesn’t matter,” you sniff, wiping your forehead with the back of your sleeve. “They messed with the wrong person, and we’re gonna make sure they know it.”

“We’re going to?”  

“Yeah. Me and you. That a problem?”

You shoot him a glare that sends a shiver down even his spine. “No,” he answers quickly— a survival instinct, uncharacteristically submissive— but his composure returns as you turn back to your phone. “Haven’t you got—”

Another dark look.

“Haven’t we got better things to do than start a war with some children in the park?”

“Not really. Justice is justice.” You shrug before pointing a finger at yourself. “Deepspace hunter.” Then at him. “Cardiac surgeon. Precision is kind of our thing, right? They really don’t stand a chance.” You’re laughing, now: “Gods, I almost feel sorry for them.”

Zayne has been watching your descent into madness with a calmness that does him credit. When he interrupts, it’s gentle. “I don’t think—”

Too gentle; you don’t hear him. “Pick your poison, Dr. Zayne!” Your phone is angled at him to reveal the all-too accessible armoury of an online store. “You’ve got your standard water pistols. Your water blasters.” You’re scrolling and indicating his choices as though you’re the salesman. “This one has two options, single shot or power shot, and— ooh! Look at this one! The AquaJet3000!”

With a soft laugh, Zayne pushes your phone out of his face. He would buy anything you’re selling, although— having seen the prices on your screen— he knows he’d be bankrupt within a week. “Linkon City is fortunate to have you defending it, and whilst I would be honoured, as always, to fight at your side, I was hoping we could… relax. You’re on a break, remember?”

You pout as he peels a wet strand of hair from your cheek. “Justice doesn’t take breaks.”

“Well, justice is going to have to on this occasion, because I said so.”

“Really?”

“Yes,” he chuckles. “Besides, you shouldn’t fight fire with fire, or water with water. A lot of people look up to you, you know. Me included. So, set a better example. Save violence for the Wanderers.”  

It ought to be patronising: him, lecturing you on right and wrong when you’ve already added three types of water-gun to your virtual cart. He’s always so righteous. So collected. So moral. You want to be mad at him, but how can you be when he’s looking at you like that? Like he thinks the world of you, even when you’re plotting revenge against ten-year-olds.

You have a point to make, so you fold your arms and turn your back on him, even though he’s making your heart feel so frustratingly warm and fuzzy.

“I have something for you,” he says quietly.

To hell with the point. “What is it?” you ask, spinning eagerly around.

He smiles as he retrieves something he’d concealed behind him. It’s a small-ish box, pale pink, with patterns printed to emulate white lace. There’s a logo in the centre and you recognise it at once. “No way,” you enthuse, “that new bakery finally opened?”

You’ve both been waiting for months. “I couldn’t resist when I saw it,” he confirms, lifting the lid. Inside sit two unbelievably pretty cupcakes, buttercream icing spiralled high and adorned with sprinkles of gold leaf. Zayne plucks one from the box. “Perhaps—” he offers it to you— “perhaps this can make you feel better? Without us needing to, well… attack children.”

You giggle; it does sound pretty stupid when he puts it like that. “Thanks, Zayne,” you grin, reaching out for your reward. You’re glad one of you is vaguely sensible— those water-guns were expensive.

The cake is an inch from your fingers when a jet of water sends it flying from Zayne’s hand. It lands at your feet with an unceremonious splat, and from somewhere behind you, laughter roars.

The doctor blinks down at it in disbelief, his hand still hovering beside yours. He grieves for a long moment, then looks to you solemnly like you’re a colleague and he’s about to ask for a scalpel:

“The AquaJet3000,” he says.  

Rafayel 🎨

“Rafayel, call me stupid one more time, and I’ll—”

You’ll… you’ll… what? He’s looking back at you with wide eyes, his hands frozen when they had just a moment ago been drying the plate you’d handed him. He has some nerve, pretending he’s the victim when he’s spent the entire evening insulting you. This is supposed to be a wholesome moment of domesticity— doing the dishes together before he has to disappear to a late-night gala— so why is he ruining it? Ever since you got home, it’s been: so how was your day, stupid? Hey, stupid, want a hand washing up?

He said he was fine with you sitting out the gala tonight, but maybe he’s not.

“I’ll do this,” you finish, lifting a palmful of suds from the sink and raising them to your lips, ready to blow.

“Puh-lease, you bought me this suit. You really think I can’t tell when you’re bluff— hey, wait! Stop!”

You do blow the bubbles at him, and he recoils, holding the plate and dishcloth up to defend himself. He blocks some of them, but not all of them. “Honestly, Raf, if you’re not ok with me skipping out on tonight then you can just say so.”  

He puts the plate gently aside. “I mean, of course I’m sad you’re not coming,” he thinks aloud as he sets about sweeping bubbles from his suit, “but I’m ok with it, really. You’ve had, like, a crazy week at work. You deserve a quiet night in.”

Compassion? Really? After you just—? Ugh. “So why were you being so mean, then?” you sigh, taking the cloth from him and dabbing away the bubbles he’s missed.

“Mean?”

“You’ve called me ‘stupid’ like fifty times in the span of, what— three hours?”

“Yeah,” he shrugs innocently. “Because you told me to.”

Huh? You stop what you’re doing. “Since when did I—”

He reaches over your shoulder and you feel fingers on your back. “See?” he answers, bringing a piece of paper in front of you. It looks like it’s been torn hastily from a notebook, and it says, in bold, capital letters: ‘CALL ME STUPID!!’

You take the note from Rafayel sheepishly, your lips parted in surprise. How did it—? Wait. “Those kids!” you exclaim, thinking back on your walk home from work. “Oh I knew they were spouting bullshit when they said they saw a Wanderer!”

Your dish-washing companion doesn’t seem impressed by your lightbulb moment. He’s watching you, confusion etched across his face, but you can see right through it. “Rafayel!” you slap a soapy hand to his chest, “you had to call me stupid that many times before telling me?”

“I thought you wrote it. Pet names can be weird sometimes— I don’t know what you’re into.”

He’s still acting. Still lying. Fine, two can play at that game.  

You fall deathly silent, turning back to the sink to retrieve the bowl you’d dropped in there the last time he’d called you your new ‘pet name’. “I guess it suits me,” you mumble, half to yourself.

“What d’you mean, cutie?”

He can call you cutie as many times as he wants; you’re out for blood. You give the bowl another once-over with a sponge. “Some hunter I am. Can’t even tell when some kids are messing with me.”

Rafayel frowns. “Hey, it’s been a long week, yeah? You’re just tired.”

“Tired,” you echo, and you drop the bowl back into the water with a dramatic plop. “Tired? No. I’m exhausted. No matter what I do, no matter how hard I work, there’s always… something. To make me feel like an idiot. To make me feel… stupid.”

“Hey,” Rafayel tries again, and his voice is fraught with worry. “Don’t say stuff like that. You’re not stupid. I’m stupid. I’m supposed to make you feel better and instead I was just screwing around. I’m sorry, ok? Don’t be sad. Please?”

He wraps his arms around you and pulls you close, resting his chin on the top of your head. You don’t give in, not at first, but then you hug him back. “Thanks, Raf. I’m ok— really.” You hear his phone buzz from where he’s left it on the counter. “You should go. Thomas will kill you if you’re late.”

“Nah, he needs me,” the artist chuckles. “You get first dibs, though. You sure you don’t want me to stay?”

“Yeah,” you laugh quietly back; your heart not quite in it. “Quiet night in, remember? Go on. Go.”

He steps away from you, though not before planting a light kiss on your cheek. “I’ll make it up to you when I get home,” he says, collecting his phone and the rest of his things. He gives you another kiss when he’s done, dodging your efforts to shoo him away. “Miss you already, cutie.”

“Go!”

And he does as he’s told this time, no matter how listlessly. It’s sweet he wants to stay and make things better, but he already has— he just doesn’t know it yet. It wasn’t the hug. It wasn’t the apology. You lean back against the counter with a smirk, savouring the view as he leaves.

It might have something to do with the note you’ve stuck on his back.

…

Rafayel retrieves the note the moment he closes the door behind him, stuffing it smugly into his pocket. He’ll have a story ready for you, by the time he gets home, about just how much you humiliated him. About how he walked around for a good hour before Thomas spotted the note and gave him a lecture about his ‘image’.

He smiles to himself; he’s a really good boyfriend.

Sylus 🩸

“You should know better than to keep me waiting, sweetie.”

Oh, great. This is just what you need.

You peek over the saddle of your motorcycle from where you’re crouched behind it. “Hey, Sylus,” you greet. The man is watching you, his arms folded. “Yeah, sorry.”

“Sorry?” he repeats, an eyebrow raised sceptically. “What— no ‘patience is a virtue, Sylus,’ no ‘oh please, Sylus, we both know you’ve nothing better to do?’”

You had disappeared behind your bike again, but you steal another glance at him. “Wow,” you marvel, “is this what you did before we met? Have arguments with yourself?”

“More or less,” he smiles dryly, then shrugs: “I’m not bad, as far as sparring partners go. You of all people can vouch for that. Besides, what were my other options? Mephisto?” He laughs. “Luke and Kieran?” He laughs harder.

“I’d rate Mephisto above you,” you add distractedly, no longer looking at him.

“Is that right?” he purrs, and it’s very obvious he doesn’t believe you.

He sounds close— too close— so you stand, re-entering his eyeline so he doesn’t come closer. Gods, this is embarrassing. Those stupid kids; he’s gonna have a field day if he finds out. “Yeah.” You wipe your hands slowly with a cloth, disguising the fact that your mind is scrambling. “The things that bird comes up with, just… scathing, honestly. Emotionally devastating.”

“Oh really?” Sylus tuts. “That’s awful. I can’t imagine where he gets it from.”

You smile back at him, resting your hands on your hips. You do feel bad, actually; you’d completely forgotten you were supposed to meet him this morning for breakfast before work. He’d received no texts to cancel. No calls. How long was he waiting at that sweet little café you’d picked out?

Then again, this morning isn’t really going to your plan, either.

“Something wrong with your bike?” he asks, because he’s already figured out that much. “Besides the usual, I mean.”

Your smile drops. Your whole act drops. “It’s nothing, Sylus.”

“You’ve already stood me up this morning, sweetie. Are you really going to lie to me, too?”

You let out an exasperated sigh. Fine. “Some kids graffitied it, ok?”

“This piece of junk? Really?” He toes the front wheel of it, then catches onto the withering look you’re sending him. “Oh no,” he tries again, with absolutely no enthusiasm, “what a dreadful crime against such an advanced, state-of-the-art vehicle.”

Prick. You keep the label behind tight lips as he wanders around the motorcycle to join you, assessing the damage. You’re stood by a bucket of water and the litany of rags you’ve used to try to scrub it clean— each one a testament to your failure. The sight alone makes you want to burst into tears. The skin of your hands is pink. Raw.

You feel cheated; you wish you were at that café right now.

Sylus taps a finger against his cheek, eyes narrowed pensively. They’re spoiled for choice of what to look at: misspelt obscenities, a generous number of crude symbols. All in permanent marker, naturally. “An improvement, wouldn’t you say?”

“I wouldn’t say. No.”

“Art is subjective.”

“Yeah? So is your face.” Not your best effort. Sylus glances up at you, amused. “Shut up,” you dismiss proactively. “Besides, this is my work vehicle. I can’t ride around Linkon on this. It would be—”

“Too staggering a blow to your professional reputation,” he finishes like he’s bored.

“This isn’t funny, Sylus.”

He points at a particularly chaotic drawing of a penis. “It is.”

You smack his hand away. “It’s not.” Your voice wobbles, ever so slightly betraying you. This is serious; you could get in trouble. You stare down at the graffiti, despair setting in.

Keys dangle in front of your eyes. “Here. Borrow my bike.”

“You’re joking, right?” You swat at them. “You really think that’s gonna help? Me— rolling up to work on a bike that costs twice my annual salary?”

“Twice? That’s cute, kitten.”

You glare at him, any guilt you felt about standing him up long gone. “Can you just stop? Being you? For like, two seconds? Please? This is the last thing I need today, Sylus. I’m gonna be late. I’m gonna embarrass myself in front of everyone. And worst of all? I was actually looking forward to seeing you this morning. Before all of this—” you gesture dejectedly at your bike— “all of this shit happened.”

Sylus is looking back at you, his arms crossed again. He does nothing for a few, slow seconds, and it’s just long enough to make you feel like you’re overreacting. Then he leans over, running a hand across your bike, and you watch as the graffiti flakes and lifts, turning to ash under the influence of his Evol.

He brushes his hands together when he’s done, straightening with a hmph and a self-satisfied smirk. Content (more than content— thoroughly impressed with himself) he turns back to you. Your bottom lip has dropped in surprise and he chuckles, reaching a finger to lift your chin. “You can thank me later, sweetie, and I intend to spend the entire day thinking about how you might. Don’t disappoint me, hmm?”  

You’re still silent, and it takes him a moment to realise you’re bristling with something other than awe and adoration. He frowns. “Sweetie?”

The second ‘sweetie’ breaks you, and not in the way he wants. You slap his chest, hard; he doesn’t really feel it.

“Sylus! You could have done that the whole time?!”

Caleb 🍎

“Sit still, dear.”

Sit still? How are you supposed to sit still when you’re brimming with rage? Every inch of your body is tense, waiting, yearning for you to spring into action. It wants you to retaliate. It wants revenge.

“I can’t, Grandma,” you whine, crossing your arms as if to hold yourself back. You’re still fidgeting on the chair as she navigates your hair with her scissors. “This sucks. Everything sucks. The only thing that could make this worse is if—”

You hear the front door swing open, then closed. Why couldn’t you keep your mouth shut?

Sure enough, Caleb strolls into the kitchen mere moments later. “What’s happenin’ here?” he asks, dropping a bag of groceries onto the countertop.

“Nothing,” you mumble. “Grandma’s giving me a haircut, that’s all.”

“Ok. So what’s actually happening here?” he tries again. He’s known you forever, after all; he can tell when you’re lying.

You swing a foot out at his shin as he tries to step closer. Nuh-uh. No investigating. No sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong. “Nothing,” you hiss again. “Gods, Caleb. What’s your problem?”

“You’re my problem, pipsqueak.” He uses his foot to push yours away. “At least Gran’s on my side—” his amethyst eyes seek her— “can you tell me what’s going on? Please? Pretty please?”

A hand breaks their eye contact. “You don’t have to answer that, Grandma.” You glare Caleb down. “The DAA has no authority here.”

“It does.”

“It doesn’t.”

“It does.”

“It doesn’t.”

Grandma sighs; she’s had far too many years of this. “You know Mr and Mrs. Lee’s children? Down the road? Well, they—”

“Grandma!” You round on her. How long did she last— all of three seconds? You bitterly regard Caleb, your voice dark with resentment: “They put gum in my hair, ok?”

“Really?”

“Yeah." He wanted the truth, didn’t he? “They lured me in with some nonsense about a Wanderer. I didn’t realise until, well, until…” You wave at your hair. “Too late.”

He considers the story, then shrugs. It’s clearly not as thrilling as he was anticipating, because he disappears from the kitchen, leaving you and Grandma in peace once more. The silence is as uncomfortable as it is sudden. You’d expected laughter— a lot of laughter. Teasing. Maybe even a shot at how gullible you are.

You release an uneasy breath, resting your head back on the chair.

“Sit still,” Grandma repeats, nudging you, prompting you to sit up straight. “I’ve almost got it. Just one more… here!” There’s a decisive snip.

“Thanks, Grandma.” You slump again, staring up at the ceiling.

You’re not sure what you’re waiting for. Maybe for the blush of your cheeks to cool, or for a Wanderer to spring out of the floor, killing you, so you can be dead and not so embarrassed. You hear heavy footsteps— Caleb returning— and you really wish the Wanderer would hurry up.

“Caleb…” Grandma’s tone is wary. “What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?”  

You readjust your head so you can look at him. He’s clutching what must be a dozen rolls of toilet paper; they’re piled up to just below his chin, almost spilling out over his arms. “How about it, pipsqueak?” he asks as he struggles to balance them. “A little team-up between the DAA and The Association— wanna do your part in reclaiming your neighbourhood?”

Now that’s more like it. “Fuck yes! Sorry, Grandma.”

You’re really as bad as each-other. She tuts reproachfully as you leap out of your chair, and she's disappointed, but not surprised.

[hetaherr]

playing video games with them | anemo boys <3

: kazuha, xiao, venti, wanderer

:mostly crack, a little suggestive but no warnings

well anyway this is another reupload!! added kuni’s part also got lazy to proof read its just a headcanon anyway!!! i play wayy to much video games and id love to share my hobbies with these sweet babies <3

kazuha

i think this baby is a really chill gamer, he enjoys the cozy aspect of video games. thats why i think games like minecraft, stardew valley, animal crossing and the sims!! cozy video game dates are a norm for you guys when its too hot outside or too rainy.

imagine playing stardew valley with him, curled up under the covers with your MATCHING SWITCH CONSOLES. you guys working through the first few years of the game as little farm people doing little farm things. he’d even find some helpful guides online so you guys can maximise your finances in the game. honestly i can see how he gets a little petty at the fact that you MARRIED some npc in the game and he had to watch the whole cutscene while you joked around that he hadn’t given you enough attention and this was all his fault. now kazuha hates that particular npc, and he’s definitely pouting the whole night. give him lots of smooches, tell him that no video game code can replace your pookie wookie baby boy <3

but there, of course are other ways you can make up for it, like asking him to marry you- in animal crossing duh!! he’d take this whole thing very seriously obviously, its a wedding silly. he’d prepare a little wedding venue in his world by the beach, even going as far to design a cute little tux. it’s adorable, also don’t think for a second that he wouldn’t give you a kiss (giggling after) when the wedding officiant says you may now kiss. i also can picture kazuha buying you a promise ring irl , with a maple leaf engraved onto it. yes it was a animal crossing wedding, but it was YOUR WEDDING non the less.

another thing i can imagine is while you were playing the sims kazuha would 100% ask to create a little family with you. he’d even help to go “shopping” online for CC that would fit your characters or homes. kazuha DIES A LITTLE inside as you carefully curate each of the characters, spending hours deciding on the perfect outfits, hairs and personalities. coming up with mini fantasy stories about the mini yous and giggling along with him when they get a little too absurd. your cute family consists of you, kazuha and a little white cat. kazuha likes watching you get a little flustered whenever his character flirts with yours, sending a romantic haiku your way. not to mention the first time your character’s woohoo’ed he teasingly said:

“its honestly a shame that they’re the only ones that get to woohoo you know?”

anyway kazuha is 100% down to try as many games as he can with you, playing games with him is 10 bells out of 10 bells hehe

xiao

gamer xiao… yea he kinda scares me. xiao plays shooter games for sure, like obviously he’s had an eboy valorant phase but lets skip past that for now. its definitely more than normal to hear him grumbling how “dogshit” some of his teammates are. he’s definitely muted from chat on several games, also banned from league most of the time from being toxic in the chats.

playing competitive games with xiao is definitely an experience, and it definitely does not feel like the stereotypical pocket sage and hyper-carry jett. so please proceed with caution. the first time you and him played together, he may have gotten a little TOO HEATED and may have cussed you out on accident forgetting it was his loving, doting and caring partner who just wanted to participate in one of his hobbies. xiao doesn’t mean to get angry at you, please bare with him when the words “how is this person so fucking bad, how are they SO USELESS JUST GET OFF THE GAME DUDE” slip out. and oh boy… xiao immediately regrets his words, he feels so bad. he was actually overjoyed when you asked to play with him, even if he doesn’t actually show it, now he definitely assumes that you won’t ever want to play games with him EVER, hell maybe you want to break up. he’s spiralling. he apologises so much and he’s so awkward and so fidgety. its hard to stay mad at him, when he’s like this you have to admit he’s a little cutie. the next few days he’s definitely cautious and on edge around you, he finds it weird that you let go of the situation so easily and just moved on. he cant believe he let such vulgar words be thrown towards you. so after a conversation about his behaviour, you both decide maybe its best you just be an observer. you’re more than happy to straddle him, chin on his shoulder when he plays at his pc. and xiao LOVES IT, there is honestly nothing more comforting than you give him a little kiss when he starts to get a little too tense. occasionally when you face the screen and watch his games, he gets so nervous to play well. and xiao absolutely DIES when you compliment his abilities. bro needs the praise please, in that moment he thinks you’re so sexy and you have such a caring soul and his ears are tinted so red. don’t tease him though, he won’t be able to play the game properly.

another thing xiao is so weirdly good at is arcade games. i can picture arcade dates and xiao is just godly at them, claw machines, those basketball ones, car racing- you name it sweetheart and he’s earning those tickets like he needs to feed his 20 kids as a single dad. xiao acts so nonchalant about it, shrugging his shoulders as if this talent of his isn’t a big deal, but inside he’s so proud that he’s managed to get you that plushie he knows you’d been eyeing the whole day. he loves the way you grip onto his biceps pulling him to another machine to test his abilities, he may grumble about you overreacting but he’s so happy just to see you smile. and having you cheer him on the side is such an added bonus, you’re such a cute cheerleader. anyway i rate xiao a “please dont scold me baby im trying my best” out of “FUCK YOU FUCKING SUCK”

venti

horror games. literally venti HATES THEM but he cant get enough of it. playing phasmophobia would be so incredibly fun, but also a total shitshow. like im talking him making you do all the work while he intentionally provokes the ghost. at the same time he’s too scared to do anything so, he’s always really close to you. so if anything ever happens, you’d be a total idiot to think he’d try to help you, venti would be the first one out the door and running away. venti is also so horrendously LOUD, literally half the time instead of getting spooked by the game, your having a heart attack inducing jump scare from his random screaming. don’t even get me started on roblox horror games, every week there’s some new game he discovered on tiktok, and you are playing it with him, you have to.

another game venti loves to play is sims, but he’s about 100 times more chaotic compared to kazuha. he loves those ridiculous challenges and he wants to have like 10 babies with you, and then proceeds to cry when they are taken away from the sims version of cps. for some reason he has all the packs and likes to screw around with everything. he makes silly little bets with you in any game, for example in the sims he’d bet with you whether your 23rd child is going to be a boy or girl, most bets are harmless like a kiss or cuddles, unless he’s in the mood.

speaking of intimacy, venti needs to be holding you while playing games. arms linked, lying on your lap or you in his, honestly you just let him because he’s so cheeky about it anyway. venti also loves playing music related games with you, duh!! karaoke, guess the song, finish the lyric. ANYTHING!! whether you can sing or not, he just loves to hear your voice, definitely teases you if you cant though hehe. karaoke is so fun, if your shy he definitely eases you into letting lose and breaking out of your comfort zone, duetting with you is something he loves because music is his passion and honestly it hits so close to home for him. you’d often find him squeezing your hand as a form of encouragement.

im rating venti a solid 8 red bulls out of “i’ve already had 15”.

wanderer

this little emo baby is 100% only ever playing single player games, things that are extremely grindy and super lore heavy (bro is on subreddits looking at game theories and conspiracies, he would love to talk to you about them if you ever asked)!! im talking about bloodborne, doom, assassin’s creed and dark souls. he hates online multiplayer games because he doesn’t want to interact with “idiots” as he’s mentioned numerous times. so unfortunately its not often that you have a chance to play any type of multiplayer games with him.

however when it comes to his gaming sessions, he’d subtly invite you to come watch him because you’re like his own little streaming audience, and he loves it. the way you comment about how cool his character looks, or ask questions about gameplay mechanics. he loves how you involve yourself in his hobbies, it turns him to mush. he also loves how you play with his hair while peeking over his shoulder to look at the tv screen as he taps away at the controller. sometimes when the game gets a little boring he notices how your breath bounces off his neck, needless to say, those nights end up a bit more differently than how you originally imagined.

also if your ever interested in the game, kuni would “hesitantly” offer you to play on a new save file. but he’s actually elated that you’re going to try his FAVOURITE video game ever. you take your place in his lap as he explains to you the basics, not many would notice but you can ever so slightly hear the excitement in his voice. kuni complains about you being so lost but he’s so careful with explaining certain things, he’s also so patient as you take hours designing your character, well he’s okay being patient since its you. kuni absolutely DISSOLVES when facing a difficult boss, puzzle or obstacle, you kinda go into a slump against his chest and beg him to help you get past it. he snickers that your so weak, but somehow he manages to get through so swiftly- i guess he needs to show off a little to you. he also may complain a lot but thats just how this baby boy is, dont get discouraged he actually thinks you’re so cute.

also if you ever find yourself playing overcooked, moving out, gang beasts or any of those party games with kuni… good luck, just because he doesn’t like competitive games like valorant, DOES NOT MEAN HE ISNT COMPETITIVE. he gets so worked up and its honestly a little cute if you can look past the crusty white dog behaviour. if you do end up getting into an argument over these games, dont be surprised. im lazy to give a rating so im giving him 10/10, again minus the crusty white dog.

edit: if you saw “anyway wanderer is a straight” HAHA i apologise maybe thats why i should straight proof reading oops hehe

[watchingblsnowandforever]

Hello!!

I'm back to crack posting about my favourite shows and/or characters! =D

We Are ep 8 was gold. It had comedy, friendship, silliness and romance in the absolute perfect amounts.

Warning: long post 😊😅

This scene with Peem and Matt is peak comedy. I rewatched it so many times hehe

Phum: I'm gonna ignore every inch of space to stand right beside you. <3

Peem: *bombastic side eye*

Also Peem: *leans into him*

Khaofang woke up today and chose violence 😭👍🏼

Let's be honest though, that was not the sibling we'd expected to throw fists.

Meanwhile, Toey: that's my hia Fang 😊

Isn't that the million dollar question Mick 😭

If they got together already, how would the series run for 16 eps 😭

Toey with his hias ^ (also Matt edging him on like he's in a competition I'm dying 😭)

Toey with his P'Q:

However savage Q may be, he still shares the same braincell with his friends 😭👍🏼

IT WAS SO MEAN OF THEM TO MAKE MATT PAY WHEN THEY'VE HARDLY EVEN TAKEN A SIP! T-T

Peem before, when Phum even touched him: LET GO YOU ASSHOLE

Peem now: *fond, indulging smile* what do you want to do?

*shakes head with a sigh* boys in love ay

The motorcycle 'hold me tightly' trope being reused with a bicycle aka how to make them sit even closer

Peem saying so-so when Phum asks if he looks handsome: Peem, babe, you were the one who called him handsome first remember? 😭

What secretly. Phum was about as subtle as a football directly hitting your painting (yes I think I'm very funny).

With all due respect, please get the f out and let my boys be. Please and thank you. :)

^This is the answer to any question about Pun. 😭👍🏼

This scene is so, so beautiful. I am absolutely loving how they’re giving friendship/platonic love as much importance as romantic love because yes. I've been waiting for a bl like this forever (or at least since I got into bls hehe-). Bad Buddy and MSP came close, but We Are took the trophy. They love each other so much. Kill for each other? Nah, they'd go together and make that person's life living hell, and that would make my day.

I really really love that they're still so silly with each other in college, and are close to and comfortable enough with each other to be able to be childish and play in the middle of the day, to be each other's safe space.

This friendship is so precious and close to my heart. Even more than the romantic parts of the story, this is what makes me want to watch this series every week to see what new shenanigans they've got up to.

I love them. So much.

Beer is me, I am Beer.

Smiling at them so softly. Oh, he knows. And he ships. 👍🏼

This scene was also so beautiful.

They've finally started acknowledging that there's something between them.

I think more than Phum being unable to express himself, he's taking small steps to guage how Peem reacts. He wants them to be on the same page before he takes the next step.

Like with the kiss, he didn't hesitate to talk about it, to tell how much it means to him and then kiss Peem again. But he waited until Peem kissed him first, and till he was sure that Peem wanted to talk about it.

I really like this about him. He's not taking a step back per se, just making sure that when he takes a step forward, he's not leaving Peem one step behind.

Phum explains again and again how Peem is his safe space (his dialogues this time reminding us of Peem's little speech to his own friends and Fang talking about why he likes Tan with Phum), to make sure Peem knows.

It's already been told to us how alone he's been most of his life, so Peem and his ragtag group of friends is very new for him, but it's fun, and it not only brings him closer to Peem but also a friend group - a support system he didn't really have before. Sure, he has Fang, Beer and Mick, and Tan, but it's nothing like this silly little group that puts paint on each other then plays with water and gets almost black out drunk on a regular basis.

Also, did anyone else notice the two matching rainbow coloured jars behind Peem here? No? 👀

Simp. (affectionate)

I always love these call scenes where one of them somehow travels through his cell phone to land in the other's bed hehe

Peem is so done with Phum and his branded fashion outfits 😭😭

"You were born in Thailand."

Pond and the "I'm Thai" meme 😭

wait.

A bl lead realising he likes someone (his romantic interest) all on his lonesome??

Colour me surprised!

I actually didn't think I'd get to see this happen ever in a Thai bl, but good for him lol

So that's that for this week! If you've gotten this far, thank you so much for reading! 😊

Here, have a bubble tea 🧋

[tmntxthings]

I’m back with another request. This time it’s a character you both expect me to request but also don’t expect me to request!!

Could you do a Rise!Donnie x reader where the reader is sad because they have some friends topside that treat them like they’re just the group-clown and dumb? Like sure they’re silly, but they can be serious too! But, they don’t get taken seriously, so they go to Donnie wanting comfort 🥺

Thank you, love you, mwah, kisses, uwu 💕 please have good and happy day and i’ll gnaw the legs off your enemies

A Perpetual Role

author’s note: surprise surprise!!!! finally got around to writing this, mwah mwah, anything for you hehe <333333333

warnings: angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, unedited

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Some days, it really did feel like you were living in a movie. Casted as that one friend who was only there for comedic relief. Sure, you could admit to yourself that for the most part, you didn’t take much seriously. You liked to have fun. You liked to live in the moment. You liked being able to make others laugh, it brought you joy that your friends thought of you as a good time. You were the one to call if they wanted to party.

But none of that meant you couldn’t tone it down. It especially didn’t mean that you couldn’t flip a switch or read a room. “Look Y/n, nows not a good time.” You had barged in like you always do, carrying an armful of snacks and drinks. “What do you mean? I came—“

You were cut off, this happens a lot, you held your tongue. “I know, I know, you want to help, you want to cheer me up, but I don’t want to be cheered up.” You swallowed, “I understand but-“ a mutual friend walked in past where you stood by the door. “You called Y/n too?” Olivia asked, trying to hide her surprise.

You held the snacks tighter. “No, I saw the post,” you spoke again. Lena had posted about her breakup. You knew she was taking it hard, you had met her partner, saw how in love she had been. You continued, turning to Lena, “I just thought you wouldn’t want to be alone. I brought all your favorites!” You said motioning down to what you carried. “I appreciate it..” she sighed, “I can be a shoulder to cry on, or just listen if you feel like talking!” You tried to say as you watched Olivia take a spot on the couch across the room.

“Look Y/n, you’re sweet, but Lena called me! I’m here for her,” Olivia had spoken up. She had this look that said ‘know your place.’ Lena was biting her lip, not meeting your eyes or saying much. “Right, I’ll just go then! I’m real sorry about you and—“ Lena suddenly was marching forward, grabbing your arm and dragging you to the door. “Don’t say their name. I can’t stand it. See this is why I didn’t call you in the first place.” Lena took a deep breath, “Look I promise I’ll call when I’m ready to joke and make fun of them.”

With that you were in the hallway, arms still holding onto snacks you didn’t really like. You looked back at the door that was quickly shut after you. Were you the weird one? Sure you had been hoping to cheer Lena up.. but if she hadn’t wanted that you would’ve easily just listened to her rant, or been there for her while she cried. You guessed Olivia had it all covered. You felt like a fool just standing there so you forced yourself to move.

You didn’t really know what you were doing. Once you made it back to your apartment you dropped the snacks and walked right back out. You didn’t want to be alone. No sooner were you in an alleyway staring down at a certain manhole cover. You usually didn’t have two thoughts about barging in, but your earlier experience had you pausing. Maybe you should’ve called.

“Greetings Y/n,” Donatello answered on the third ring. “Hi, you busy Dee?” You shifted your weight, feeling weird to ask even though you were right outside..or topside? “Mmm I do have a packed schedule, but things can be rearranged, why?” You wondered what his schedule was jam packed with, probably science-y stuff if you had to guess. “I was just wondering.. if I could come over?” The line went quiet. “…yes you can but hold on,”

You started the descent into the sewers. “Just as I thought, this is your first time ever asking! And you’ve been over on approximately 628 occasions,” You snorted, “only in the hundreds? I’ve gotta step up my game!” Even though you were still upset you pushed it aside to try and joke. Maybe if you kept joking around like you always did the feeling would go away. “Shall I expect you in 20 minutes or so?” Donnie questioned and you could hear movement on his side of the line. “Actually I’m passing the common area in the lair right now!” You were surprised to see that no one was there. Usually Mikey was lounged eating chips or on his phone.

“Oh?! Wait, well why did you call if you were already here??” He sounded a bit confused and maybe a little amused. Even though you were about to walk into his lab, you ended the call. You didn’t really want to explain why, because that would mean explaining… the whole thing. Just the thought had your chest tightening. “Really?” Donatello was in front of you now, “Why’d you hang up??” He said eyes narrowing. He looked like he was analyzing you. As if you were acting strange, not as you usually do. “Well I’m here already so no point in staying on the phone!” You waved your hand dismissively, passing the purple turtle to enter his lab.

“Where’s everyone else?” You spoke up, wanting to stay away from the previous topic. “Last I heard some dum dum challenge in the ramp room.” Donnie followed after you once he had closed the lab door. “They tried to rope me in but as I explained earlier my schedule is already booked.” He watched as you landed in his swivel chair, “Should I go hang with them instead? Since you’re so busy?” You didn’t look up, you were wondering if you had messed up again. Were you bothering him? Just like you had bothered Lena?

Donnie was watching you, one had cupped under his chin. He was thinking. Something was definitely off here. “No, you can stay with me.. I moved my said schedule around just for you afterall!” This didn’t make you feel better. In fact you just felt like a burden. Your shoulders slumped. “Are you sure?”

Dee crossed the space between you two and crouched down until he could see your face. Even with him being so close it looked like you were still unaware of his presence. You looked to be overthinking. “Y/n, what’s wrong?” He asked gently and your eyes met his, they were teary. “Nothing just… I don’t wanna bother you.. annoy you.” You sniffed trying to keep the tears at bay. “Your presence doesn’t annoy me, in fact, I like your company!” Donnie reassured you, eyes softening because you looked so sad. He didn’t know why, and he hadn’t seen you so upset before.

“Do you want to talk about it or would you rather forget?” He gave you the choice. This would be his final time asking. You sighed, thinking about both options. “I went over to Lena’s… you know one of my friends?” Donnie nodded, his hands went out holding onto your knees. He was still in the crouched position, wanting to make sure he could see your face. “She posted about her breakup, and I knew she could probably use a friend..” you swallowed, eyes getting glassy again. “So I went to a convenience store, got a bunch of her favorite snacks and drinks, then headed that way!”

Donnie put his chin over his right hand that covered your knee. Still listening. “I barged in like I always do, but turns out Olivia already had it covered. Lena didn’t want me there.. so yeah.” It was the abridged version. You were leaving some things out, but you felt like if you said everything you would definitely cry. Donatello sighed, “I can relate.” He moved back and stood up. Donnie didn’t want to continue to drag the mood down. But he wasn’t exactly sought out when someone needed cheering, or for anything that dealt with emotions. “It’s not your fault, you didn’t do anything wrong.” He surmised, moving past his own thoughts to reassure yours.

“But maybe if I had called.. or even just knocked when I—“ You paused when you saw Donnie shake his head. “Maybe so, but your intentions were pure and that’s all that matters. If Lena couldn’t see that, then she may have some sort of cataract,”

Your eyebrows came together. “Donnie you can just say ‘she’s blind’” and you couldn’t help but laugh. He was always trying to use such brainiac words. He smirked, “Excuse me for having such an intellectual vocabulary!” You rolled your eyes, then stood yourself. “Anything I can help with? Don’t wanna keep you from that hectic schedule of yours!” Donnie tapped on his wrist tech, you peered over to see a purple coded calendar. “Not hectic, just full, I can definitely manage.” He corrected you and you huffed playfully. “But yes, an assistant would be useful!” He agreed after a final swipe on his wrist.

“If you’ll follow me this way,” Donnie said teasingly, putting on an elegant accent and sweeping his hand out to gesture towards his new projects. “Aye aye captain!” You put on your own accent, far less sophisticated and very much pirate. It was god awful and made the both of you burst into laughter. You felt better after talking to Donnie about it. You wondered if he knew. “Hey Dee?” You said after you caught your breath. “Hmm?”

“Thanks,” it was all you needed to say. Just a simple word with a soft smile. He nodded, smiling back, happy to have helped.

[togament]

Hi Bibi, i just want to say you’re doing amazing and your post are literally ADDICTING. I was a little worried because I didn’t know if Wind Breaker would get a lot of attention on Tumblr yk? (Just because it’s new) AND YOU CAME AND SAVED ME. I love you, your brain, and your page. Please keep going and I WOULD LOVE to hear your thoughts on new episodes/chapters (only if you want). Thank you for feeding my delulu brain. Hugs 🫂

OH YOU SWEETHEART COME HERE YOU!!!! 🫂 I’M NOT CRYING I SWEAR.

thank you for the kind words dhdjkd i don’t know if i’m worthy of such praise too like—everyone leaving cute (and unhinged ofc) stuff in the tags and in my inbox gets me all giddy and blushy and!!!!!! Seeing you guys enjoying my stupid ramblings means the absolute world to me (i see you guys in the tags and i read every single one. Love you you freaks 😏) fun fact, I only started writing fics on this account and only for windbreaker so all the interactions and thirsty feedback I get genuinely, genuinely makes my heart do the boom boom. So smooches to every one of you!!!!!! (only if you want them. you could exchange it for a headpat if you want ig)

ok enough of the sappy stuff. WINDBREAKER TIME!

windbreaker blowing up on tumblr is so so so well deserved. i was genuinely shocked because it took a little bit for the hype to catch on???? the seiyuus are literal legends (in my eyes hehe), the animation’s SO FUCKING GOOD LIKE HELLO!??, the op and ending song aren’t ass??????? I’m super excited for what’s to come for our fandom and the anime. ALSO fun fact, I have the fattest crush on Umehara Yuichiro so him voicing Togame literally brought me to my god damn knees, bro. I’m expecting Eguchi Takuya to secure a character too bc ofjfkdkd his voice would be perfect for a villain.

also may or may not have picked windbreaker up bc I saw a character named Kiryu and an eyepatched character and I 😮👈😮👈 YAKUZA REFERENCE!!!!! (probably not but the coincidence is silly to me)

I’m not super caught up on the anime (on episode 7 atm!) I wanna savor every episode and binge them back to back (also bc my hubby’s got so much screentime I wanna savor that him EVEN MORE YUM YUM YUMMY). Caught up on the manga though and I Have Thoughts.

(spoilers under the cut)

the endo fight’s scaring me, man. also super fucking worried about ume bc WE HAVEN’T SEEN HIM FOR SO LONG??? the chair throw spooked me. also worried about ume’s vegetable garden. I know it’s getting trampled to shit. also very worried about sakura. he’s getting all banged up by endo, his nose is probably broken now wtf he was bleeding SO MUCH.

chika’s scary too. both him and endo. i honestly don’t know what’s gonna happen next like, they’re both so unpredictable and unhinged that my butthole’s clenching in sheer terror.

I’m also very concerned about suo. WHY HAVE WE NOT SEEN HIM EATING (or maybe I’ve missed a panel lol) but with every food offer he’s ever been given, he turns them down. also the fact that we only know him on a surface’s surface level even when he’s one of the main boys is scaring me. we’re 140+ chapters deep and not one single suo morsel for us to nibble on. I don’t want a betrayal thing happening ok lol that would be my tipping point i fear.

OKAY I WAS RAMBLING TOO MUCH AHDHSHAHHA

if you guys want me to yap about a chapter or an episode or potential seiyuus for other characters or if you just want my thoughts on things (i am a Certified Yapper), i am directing you to the askbox! This was super fun!! Extremely forgetful too so this could help me remember all the stuff that’s happened so far.

thank you so much again for sending over an askkskfnnxnx heaven knows i needed a little pick me up today. you delivered and made my entire day, sweetheart!!!!! Ily!!!!!!! 🥹

[sweetshire]

HI FRIEND (even though this is text I am waving so fast at you)

I hope you’re doing well! A couple questions but also please take this as a chance to talk about what you think is cool. Ok two questions: who is your fav lotr character?? If that’s too hard, maybe top 5? I am such a Sam fan, I love that silly little guy. I also love pippin. And I also love merry. And I also love Frodo. Can you tell I like hobbits.

Ok question 2: do you have a favorite sherlock holmes story? And do you have a favorite adaptation?

Secret third question: do you have a hobby that is not your favorite but that you do enjoy doing? Like if it’s on your list, one that’s solidly in the middle?

Ok that’s it!!! Thank you for being in my notifs, it always fills me with joy to see you there hehe <3

*waves back* HEYYY FRIEND AM I GLAD TO SEE YOUUU!! i was thinking about just yesterday bc GUESS WHO FINISHED READING E.W’S encyclopaedia of faeries? me! i did! this was goood. sweet and wholesome and utterly charming <3 and exactly the kind of book i needed to read atp, given that the next few books on my tbr are mostly classics or hard-hitters. u were so right they ARE giving howl & sophie!! these delightful fuckers- they have me squealing & smiling all day 🥺🥰

1. u should know that this is too hard a question for me & when u ask me anything abt lotr i could ramble for centuries but i’ll refrain from listing every one of my beloved characters, which includes the minor ones too obvsly because i’m me :) anyhow! woo *quivers excitedly* here i go: first would be a tie between frodo and denethor- i physically cannot (& will not) choose. also lmao SUCH a contrast in both their, well, character - lol well done, me! (yet they’re soo similar too. yes i find parallels between their narratives AND everything else as well what of it) then in no particular order- eowyn, faramir, boromir (basically all the gondor men <3), legolas, & as u know i adore the hobbits. all four of them -um 5, including bilbo- but MERRY!! i hate to see him brushed aside & unappreciated. justice for merry, and frodo too!! what selfless, sacrificing, lovely dear hobbits *cries* OH OH AND I ADORE SAMWISE TOO i’d be a fool not to. there’s not a person who’s capable of not loving him. no doubt i’ll be cursing myself later for forgetting other dear ones…

2. charles augustus!! god i’m obsessed w the milverton case. what doesn’t it have?? a master blackmailer. a lady killer (she slays -literally ajdksf). hand-holding. h&w being not at all hesitant abt committing a crime - a master detective who’s always used to solving one!! delicious.. it’s the story™ which perfectly captures the true essence of holmes’ character imho. and ‘a study of scarlet’ ofc. irene adler (nee norton) queen i love u. big shoutout to ‘the copper beaches’ also. i like all the stories with the ladies

3. hmm i do! fav one is - u guessed it - reading. to answer ur question: i looove doing henna!! every summer without practice i’d practice it on any hand i could find. i’m an amateur but still i like it. i haven’t been able to do it this summer :( on account of. me & my whole family has been sick/unwell in some way since the past month & a half or so. but i’m planning on applying mehendi or do a painting soon!! (i also liked to collect coins/stamps/buttons or some such as a child - i habit i’m always in danger of relapsing into but shh)

[gothsuguru]

KAIRO HIII KAIRO HI HI HIIII:3333333333 HOW ARE YOU MY ANGEL???? WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN UP TOOO??? TELL ME EVERYTHING RIGHT NOW I NEED TO KNOW HEHEHEHEHE

okok but i bring news of my tengen adventures................. first of all that twitter artist you told me about............................................. i died. ARE YOU KIDDING MEEE WHY IS HE SO FUCKING HOT THAT FUCKING ARTIST NEEDS TO CHILL OUT HELLO i genuinely almost spit out my water when i opened their account that was crazy... SO THANK YOU FOR THATT!!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM FOREVER GRATEFUL🙏🙏🙏 oh and!!!!!!!!!! i'm gonna finish the third season today btw hehehe I AM LIKING IT A LOTTTTTT it's super fun (and i really am just in love with tengen i can't even lie he's insane<3) i haven't read the manga though i literally only happened upon demon slayer bc of lily tbh lmao so i am very new to it all!!!!!!!!!!! but i am very excited abt it bc again.. i really really like it<3333333333333 HAVE YOU SEEN IT ALL??? WHO ARE YOUR FAVOURITES??????? THIS IS ALSO SMTH I NEED TO KNOW OR I'LL DIEEEEE IT'S IMPORTANT KAIROOOOOO>:33333 ANYWAYYY I LOVE YOUUU AND I HOPE THAT YOU'RE DOING SO SO GOOD MWAH MWAH MWAH SENDING YOU A MILLION BILLION KISSES RN PLEASE CATCH THEM ALL!!!!!!!!! - @teddybeartoji

MICKEY MY MICKEY 😋😋😋 I LOVE YOU BABY HOW ARE YOU I MISSED YOUUUUUUUUUUUU <333 omg lately i’ve been reading manga: the elusive samurai and sakamoto days!!!! (YOU WOULD LOVE SAKAMOTO DAYS BTW THAT’S A MANGA I WOULD HIGHLY RECOMMEND TO YOU SPECIFICALLY…) look at my husband nagumo he’s so toji & yuuta coded :3 hehe ((you’d love the manga it’s all bad bitch assassins and silliness coupled w insane fights!!!!! I LOVE IT SM))

AND RAHHHHHHHHHHH UMIKOCHANNART MY BELOVED!!!!!! did you see these??? this one of tengen is so gorgeous and then this one of tengen and her husbands (hinatsuru is so geto coded & makio w the blonde dyed hair… omfg op makes the husbands look so insanely sexy they have the sexiest art…) and this one of toji makes me bark 🤭🤭🤭

OMGGGGGGG THE THIRD SEASON!!!!!! HEHEHE HOW ARE YOU LIKING IT SO FAR??? i love demon slayer so much it was the second manga i ever read hehe :3 AND LILY HAS SUCH SUPERIOR TASTE LIKE TENGEN AND TOJI AND SUKUNA LIKE BESTIE KNOWS WHAT’S UP! and omg i also HIGHLY recommend the manga since it’s done! i’m so excited for the movies too the last arc is literally so insane i’m so HYPED!!!!!! 😵‍💫🙂‍↕️

AND MY FAV CHARACTERS AHHHHHHH tengen obviously like that’s Husband… <333 and i love all my babies like tanjiro and inosuke and zenitsu and nezuko are literally my children sniffles i love them so much……. same w muichiro! that’s my SON! i love giyuu & rengoku too! & OBVIOUSLY I LOVE YORIICHI TOO!!! AND UBUYASHIKI!! i love all the characters in the show i think they’re so well-developed and different from each other! demon slayer is soooooooo good i remember BINGING the manga until like 3 am bc i needed to know what was gonna happen like… WOW it’s so well written IMO <3

HEHEHEHEHEHEHE I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MICKEY I HOPE YOU HAVE THE BEST DAY EVER ILYSM MWAH MWAH MWAHHHHHHHHH <3 give tengen a smooch for me :3 🩷🤭🩷🤭🩷

they mean the world to me……. sniffles………. <333

[tteokdoroki]

Sits across from you, one leg folded over the other, tell me about these blue lock boys as vampires…

૮ ͈>◡< ͈ა warnings — please read + mdni ! characters aged up to 20s, sfw, vampires, descriptions of blood, blood drinking, hunting, manipulation kinda, perhaps kidnapping, gn!reader — not beta read !

⭑ notes — i want to say more but im eepy!! so let me know if you like this…perhaps i will elaborate or make it a thing hehe.

now ok i havent got this entirely fleshed out or whatever but … the blue lock boys as a sort of vampire hoard. like they live together and have been for centuries in a way to protect themselves from humans in modern times. they move and act as a group — going out on group hunts together for animal blood even though it doesn’t suffice.

of course they’re always fighting, who gets to drink what and for how long (rin and shidou are always top contenders for this, bachira too). who’s being reckless with their hunts (kunigami hates when they don’t hunt in an orderly fashion so they don’t get caught) who hasn’t actually been out hunting (definitely chigiri and nagi, they’re too lazy or too pretty)

the forests are running dry and people are starting to catch on the boys never age, they’re suspiciously pale, way too fast to be normal and so they’re forced to uproot their little clan to a new town, new aliases, new blood.

and that’s when you come in, isagi stumbling upon the trace of your pulse one night when hunting through the forest. you’ve heard the rumours, the ethereal group of men living hidden amongst the trees — who look like they’ve seen more of life than what they show. you’re so foolish to have gone looking for them. you should have stayed home.

the weather picks up, the clouds turn a brutish shade of grey and throw down their tears, chills run rampant up and down your body…not just because of the cold and something tells you to run. but a stranger appears in the distance, who looks gentle and kind. he asks if you’re lost, if you need somewhere warm to stay and for some reason you find yourself entranced by the velvet tones in his voice and his youthful, handsome face.

you poor thing.

little do you know, it’s isagi - from a pack of starving vampires who charms you into their hold. with his boyish persona and bright blue eyes. he’s dangerous, but oh you, silly little human you — you don’t know that yet. he’s not being kind, he’s after the thick, viscous crimson inside of you that calls to him like the scent of a hearty stew. you’ll make a fine little blood bank for the hoard of vampires back home. that’s if isagi feels like sharing.

it’s late and the weather’s, he tells you, you should come stay at the manor for the night. he’ll keep you safe. little do you know that he’s had his eye on your carotid artery for the longest time, he can ear every droplet of blush pulsing through your veins and rising to the surface as he flusters you. the way he touches you around the waist is not out of kindness, it’s to make sure other vampires in the area know that you’re claimed prey.

isagi’s home is both magnificent and creepy — it’s very foundations intertwined with strong ivory, granite gargoyles and dusted with fallen leaves. it’s too large for him to live in alone, no wonder he offered you a place to stay. it must get lonely, scary living in a place that looks like it’s straight from a horror movie.

you don’t feel right when you enter the manor, it’s dark. there’s no light. you feel off.

the floorboards creek with heavy steps, voices of all octaves that sound hungry bounce off of the walls and they only seem to get louder when a hot flash of fear spreads through you and your pulse quickens. you try to run but there they are… a man in every corner. a man too beautiful to be alive.

then, multiple pairs of cruel red eyes appear from the darkness, accompanied by sick laughter and the figures of men slink out of the shadows. you realise then that isagi is not who you think and nor are his friends. for when you run to escape, he speedily blocks you at the door with eyes as rich as the blood in your veins and a toothy smirk, showing off his pointed fangs. looking down at you as if you’re nothing but a meal.

he tilts your chin up to face him, tender as if he can’t rip out your throat at any moment.

“i’m sorry little blood bank but i can’t let you leave. i’ve captured the perfect prey, so i think that makes you ours now.”

[spellmage]

BAND AU? TELL ME MORE PLEASE IM INTRIGUED

AAAHHHGHFGHH i yelled when i got this ask THANK YOU !!!!

OKAY BAND AU i’m so glad you asked !!!!

i haven’t started posting it yet but i have about 30k-ish words written of a horrible terrible modern/limited magic au where it’s basically the plot of bg3 except like,, music,, instead of Actual Threat Of Death

the main points:

the main character is the dark urge but literally EVERYONE ELSE is also there (seriously i can’t stop adding side characters it’s a problem)

the absolute is a prestigious music award that the dead three have revived for the sole purpose of winning it themselves (they call their fans ‘true souls’ because they’re cringe like that)

the tadfools form a band to go against the D3 once they find out about it and there are Shenanigans

the music is all rock/metal/goth because i need to indulge in my interests or i’ll die !!

there will also be durgetash (eventually) because, again, self-indulgence !!

there’s a whole subplot about gortash and maidris (durge) talking via text but maidris doesn’t know that it’s gortash he’s talking to hehe

THERE IS A GALA SCENE ! i repeat i am fulfilling the ‘i wish gortash’s coronation was a ball’ idea with my own silly words and making everyone dress up and play nice !

this thing is going to be LONG when it’s done (it’s not even a third of the way written yet) and it is very definitely above my skill level but i’m having so much fun with it anyway ! hopefully it will be posted at some point aaahghh !!

[iwannawritelots]

BE: Aesthetically Pleasing

Originally written May 2023

AO3 - I usually post here first!

Part 1 Part

Human AU Masterlist

Characters Active: Simeon (23), Asmodeus (16), Satan (1)

Ship(s): pre-established Simeon/Barbatos

Trigger/content warnings: none

Headcanons/notes from the author: hehe…

Brief Blurb: Simeon can’t get their mind off of the pretty goth that keeps showing up at work.

Taglist: @graveswrites

“Simeon, is everything okay?”

The person in question snapped out of their trance, giving Asmodeus their full attention. “Whatever do you mean?”

“You’re twirling your hair around your finger and spacing out. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you do that before.” Asmodeus rubbed Satan’s back when he began to whine, and resumed bouncing him on her hip.

Simeon quickly took their hand away from their hair, face growing hot as they began to feel silly about it. “I… haven’t really had my hair this long before, so that’s probably why. Sorry.”

Tilting her head, Asmodeus asked, “Wait, why are you sorry?”

“I… don’t know. I thought maybe you were pointing it out because it was bad.”

“No, of course not.” Asmodeus waved away the thought, then quickly returned her hand to Satan’s back to soothe him. “I thought maybe something was wrong since you are so spacey.”

“Nothing’s wrong.”

After a moment of quiet, Asmodeus asked, “Then… what is it?”

Simeon snorted and shook their head. “You’re nosey.” They glanced at the pot on the stove, then added, “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to tell you, but you can’t tell Lucifer.”

“Ooh, keeping secrets from Luci?”

Rolling their eyes, Simeon told them, “Sure.” Asmodeus switched the hip Satan was resting on, then leaned against the counter. Suddenly more nervous, Simeon began to fiddle with their hair again. “That wealthy regular brought a friend with him yesterday.”

“Oh…?”

“Yeah. A really… intimidating and pretty goth person. They were really aesthetically pleasing, so I’ve been thinking about them a lot.” Simeon huffed and crossed their arms. “Then he brought them with him again today too. The beautiful goth is just… so polite, too.” They shifted their weight and averted their gaze, realizing how weird it probably sounded when they talked about it. “I dunno why I’m so infatuated. It’s strange.”

Asmodeus giggled and shrugged. “Knowing you, it’s probably not going to become anything romantic. Maybe you just have a squish.”

“Probably.” Simeon sighed and stared off for a moment. “They’re so pretty. I really don’t want to stare at them like some sort of weirdo, but just…”

“Yeah, that’s how I feel about Solomon.” Asmodeus rolled her eyes when Satan screeched with protest at her taking her hand away for a second to push her hair out of her face. “I mean, I doubt you’re being creepy on purpose, if at all, but you tend to be pretty obviously nervous when someone is attractive to you.”

Simeon frowned and turned away to focus on the food they were cooking. "I do not."

“Uh huh. And I don’t go to parties.” Asmodeus walked to the dining table and set Satan in the high chair, sighing when he shrieked and sobbed with displeasure. “I hope you try to befriend this person. They obviously interest you.”

Flustered, Simeon told them, “Th-That’s probably unlikely, since it’s an employee-customer situation.”

“If you say so,” Asmodeus sang out, petting Satan’s hair. The baby simmered down a bit from his fit, crying turning into sniffles. “Do you think Satan will calm down if I give him some crackers?”

“Maybe.” Simeon left the stove for a moment to dig around in the snack cupboard. “Does he still like the strawberry ones?”

“Yeah.”

Simeon passed the crackers over to Asmodeus and returned to their cooking. They couldn’t help wondering if she was right… As they stirred the food and stared into nothing, Simeon thought maybe it wouldn’t hurt to seek friendship from the pretty goth.

[ike-mcswains-mortician]

I shall start of with the couple of all time- magnus and songbird!

So since this is an idea from the start of this year, i have no clue where all the art is so i have one very old reference for songbird and that is this one!

He looks a bit different now but everything’s basically the same. So fun fact! Magnus was only invented to stop one of my irl friends from trying to date songbird.

She was like ‘let my character kiss him’ and then magnus appeared to be like ‘girlie i did that and now i’m cursed so don’t’ but knowing her she’ probably find a way around that hehe

Magnus was kind of pulled from his easy life as a worker for the government's research unit and into a life of luxury and things due to him dating and getting engaged to Songbird. I should probably say that Songbird isn’t his real name and i forgot his real name soooo i’ll tell you once i find it again.

Also Songbird was part of the government's inner circle which is made up of six (once seven) people that they think ‘hmm you guys have a lot of resources and/or power in the community so be part of this group so you don’t fuck up our plans’ and once Songbird committed his first murder, they threw him out but in secret the group’s members have been keeping in contact with him for tibits on the criminal lifestyle lmao.

ALSOOO the scar across magnus’s mouth/face is due to a little scenario i have made up (which i love and have put in my mind forever) is that in the ‘final battle’ for these two, if you can call it that, magnus was trying to convince songbird to report the murders to the police since magnus didn’t know that songbird did them and he ended up kissing him and akdhkd while that was happening magnu’s brain is connecting the dots and is like ‘oh shit my fiance’s a murderer’ and casted fireball but it backfired and hit him in the face as well as songbird.

YEAH.

SCREECHING INTO THE VOID OH MY GODDDDDVDVDVDV THIS IS EVERYTHING TO MEEEEEEEEE

THE COUPLE EVERRRR AAAGH

rotating songbird in my mind WHAT WAS HE DOING IN THE GOVERNMENT INNER CIRCLE HUHHH also love that they’re still in contact like.. do they swap information?? he doesn’t give me the vibes of someone who would give up information to ppl who kicked him out for free so what’s in it for him??? hmmmm

ok now! (claps my hands together and screams) THE SCAR???? HELLO????? holy shit bro i straight up got lightheaded reading that ITS SO FUCKING COOL RAHGHGHHH I AM LOSING MY MINDDDDDD

can. can i draw the sillies. can i PLEASE draw the sillies. oh my god you’ve given me so much brainrot /pos

[milogreer]

DA PIZZA GUYYY (for the send me a character game)

Anonymous asked: guy 🍕

THE ONE AND ONLYYY ↳ send me a character!

My first impression: i actually accidentally skipped the confession audio in chronological order so my first guy audio was “unwinding after a long day” and, like… i was conflicted. i thought he was A LOT. really funny, but a lot. i didn’t hate him but i also probably would’ve been fine without another audio. back to back with that one was “tries helping you sleep” which was still like.. hmm… puzzling feelings out…. and by the end of it when he made a suite life of zack and cody reference i wanted to push him around. so i think i liked him, but it wasn’t anything super serious

My impression now: jesus fucking christ. so like four days after those two ^ i had gone back to the confession audio bc i realized i’d skipped it. i can pinpoint the exact moment i passed the point of no return with guy and it’s at 1:58 when he says “and you know how i feel about a slot, ehh~ 🤪” because i tweeted it with the caption “i do quite like him… kind of annoying” LMFAO this one really brought a lot of character to honey and basically every line was like he was talking about me personally and it was UNREASONABLE. fell very deeply in love with him after this and even though he’s recently fallen from #3 to #5, i still love him very very much

A favorite thing: HE’S SO FUNNYYY humor is the number one thing i look for in people and guy has it in fuckin spades. speaking in references and quotes is something i’m very familiar with so it always makes me giggle when i recognize one 🤭 and his silly little “unhh 🤪” noise after he makes a dirty comment gets me too hehe, i catch myself doing it irl sometimes now 

Least favorite thing: please for the love of god i need him to talk about his creative writing degree. i want to know his favorite genres and i want to hear about his works in progress!! like i’m fine with guy being a less developed character with little to no angst but his degree is established in the timeline and definitely comes through in the way he talks sometimes, so let us have more of that!! i wanna knowww

Favorite interaction they have with another: WHEN HONEY LEAVES HIM SPEECHLESS IN THE CONFESSION AUDIO. obviously the cameos in gavin and asher audios are really good but ohhh my goddd when a yapper is left speechless by a kiss >>> honey’s surprise kisses are everything to me bc they seem very put together and always thinking two steps ahead so when they’re impulsive and it throws guy off his game i go CRAZY

A character that I wish they would interact with more: everyone talks about david/guy bc of david and honey being so similar but what about asher/guy, huh!! what about THAT trainwreck! they would set the building on fire within the hour. 

A headcanon: he is definitely lactose intolerant but he refuses to let it get in the way of the joys of life (pizza and ice cream). he’s also been practicing his signature since he started college for when (not if!) he becomes a best-selling author

A song: who i’m singing to by bug hunter !! i love bug hunter 💕 his stream of consciousness is just sooo guy

An unpopular opinion: while i do want more character development/lore when it comes to guy and honey, i don’t really want any angst out of them … at least not, like. wrt their relationship or major life events or whatever. if honey’s had a bad day at work or is feeling self-conscious or if guy tanks a pitch or he’s struggling with writer’s block then that kinda thing is fine, but i don’t want heavy angst 🫠

[riddlerosehearts]

🐍 Thank you so much again for the thorough response! I love how much thought you put into Nico, it’s so easy to tell how much you love him hehe. And yes the snake is because Jamil’s my favourite character! They also have very boopable snouts in real life. Ignihyde is full of introverts who like to stay in their own rooms, but also full of nerds who are super into whatever they’re interested in. I bet there’d be at least one or two people who like Mythomagic there if it were canon in twst (1/4?)

🐍, nobody in PJO canon seemed to share his interest so I’d love for if Nico could discover friendship through his favourite card game and be happy there… but him feeling right at home in Ramshackle with a small number of residents is also just so him. Will also strikes me as someone who’d be in RSA instead, so Nico having some people he’d be willing to stay for in NRC would be so important for him to not feel lonely. Yuu and Grim to the rescue, I hope he likes cats. (2/?) 🐍 I’d give so much to see him feel accepted and brighten up a bit more.I’ll be honest I am super, super bad at making headcanons and writing so I really enjoy reading other people’s stuff far more, I always feel embarrassed about my own ideas or just can’t come up with much. BUT Leo in Ignihyde - I think he’d have a blast with all the technology lying around that he could play with and use for inventions, even if he’s weirded out by getting sorted into somewhere so gloomy-looking at first (3/?) 🐍He might not really get what other students are nerding out about like the latest anime though, he doesn’t strike me as the type to be super into shows and media (chronically offline). He’d have a lot of projects going on in his room all the time lying around that he keeps working on, but he starts more before he finishes them because he just has so many ideas. (4/?) 🐍 not sure how he’d interact with other Ignihyde students but I suuure hope Azul never notices all the cool stuff Leo’s making because he’d want to market them, stat. Leo’s not going to be good at reading those contracts down to the fine print. Also I know the curse is a Shroud family only thing but Leo + canon flame powers makes me so want to see him with fire hair as well haha. PLEASE do share if you have your own ideas about Leo in NRC, I’d love to hear them!! (5/5) 🐍Sorry about the multiple asks, I didn't know I'd write so much either 😭 I'm actually very okay if you want to chat abt it privately like over chat or Discord (so there's no word limit) but I'm ok sticking to asks as well if you prefer!

so before i reply to all of this i will say that there's actually a way to get around the silly 500-character limit in asks! it was removed ages ago in the app, but for some reason it's still in place on the website… unless you go to the dashboard view of someone's blog (so that'd be this link for my blog) and send an ask from there. that lets you send an ask with up to 4,096 characters. don't ask how i discovered that limit LMAO. but that should work so you can stay anonymous if you want!

i love nico a ridiculous amount lol, he was my favorite PJO character ever since i first read the original books. and even though i do have some issues with the sun and the star, i still love his development. it actually reminds me a lot of how idia, even though his anxiety definitely hasn't gone away, has been shown since the end of book 6 to be making more of an effort to put himself out there and try to be friendly with his classmates because he does want to have friends, he's just traumatized and scared.

you have excellent taste for jamil being your fave. i should post some of my thoughts about scarabia on here at some point because i like both jamil and kalim a lot and could talk for ages about how fascinated i am by their dynamic, but some people have the most shockingly bad takes about jamil 😭 do you have any thoughts on what PJO cabin he'd be in?

that's true, i did think about how ignihyde probably has some students who'd be into mythomagic or a twst equivalent of it! but then i thought that since nico is still kind of closed off and most people in ignihyde are so unsociable that even cater has claimed to not have a single friend from there, he might not manage to connect with those people before transferring out. although it also occurred to me that maybe if he and leo were there in ignihyde at the same time, things could be a bit different?

see, i've always thought there were a surprising amount of similarities between leo and nico but the books never called attention to them since the two basically never got to interact. and i wish they had, because i think they could have an interesting friendship if they got to know each other better! so maybe in this AU they could be friends, and leo could be there encouraging nico to stay and helping him understand the tech. i've also gotten myself kind of attached to the idea of him moving into ramshackle though! i guess either idea could work, as long as nico gets to be happy.

i haven't had a chance to ask my friend (who i've referred to as a will solace expert because she has so many headcanons and thoughts about him) where she thinks will would end up yet! i do think that if he somehow ended up at NRC, he'd be one of the few light magic users there.

"i hope he likes cats" reminds me that i always thought it would be funny if nico DID like cats but was allergic to them. and still just insisted on having one anyway. well, hey, grim is constantly telling us that he's NOT a cat, so maybe he gets around this problem lol.

omg i totally get the feeling of being embarassed about your ideas, anon!! for the longest time i used to not really post any of my own thoughts because i feel like i'm not very creative and it made me nervous. i'm also not always the best at just thinking up general headcanons and ideas unless i've got some sort of prompt or theme to go by. even now sometimes i post headcanons about my favorite twst ships and such while thinking, what if everyone who reads this hates it. what if someone thinks my interpretation of riddle is so bad that i don't deserve my url ASKFJGFD.

i like your ideas about leo, though!! i did think a bit about how he might be as an NRC student, and i also thought he'd definitely adjust better than nico would (makes a lot of sense that he'd be weirded out by the gloomy atmosphere initially, though) and would be fascinated and excited by all the magical technology and gadgets. i also figure that since he is someone who's always seeking out quiet and personal space to be alone and work on his projects, he wouldn't mind too much that the students tend to keep to themselves. and canonically he tries to be a lot more of a loud outgoing jokester than he really is in order to cover up his insecurities and try to make people like him, so maybe he could make some friends there without feeling like he has to do that.

i think leo made a few pop culture references in the books (one i remember for sure is star trek, though he says he doesn't like it) so maybe he wouldn't quite be chronically offline but he also wouldn't be obsessive about it, because his engineering projects are his top priority. he's definitely not a gamer, but i could see him liking to have background noise while he works sometimes and putting on whatever anime everyone is talking about! …which makes me imagine one of his dorm mates getting annoyed at him because he wasn't paying enough attention to remember their favorite background character from episode 679 of one piece, lol.

oh him meeting azul would be a disaster for SURE lol, let's hope idia warns him and that he doesn't have any unfortunate encounters with floyd and jade. and i'm not sure what a fitting explanation for leo having fire hair would be but i do agree that it would be extremely cool. and for that matter, i guess we'd also need an explanation for idia and ortho's hair if they were in the PJO universe… my first thought is they could either just have normal hair (boring, but it works) or maybe it's an extremely rare hades kid thing.

[spoopyspectralassassin]

This one’s mildly lazily coloured cuz it’s 4am, sorry.

This is my self insert for httyd/ygo and his dragon cuz httyd/ygo started as a silly thing in my head as an escape from reality.

Isaac: Isaac is basically just me, I am Isaac lol. He’s 15 because that’s how old I was when I first got the idea for this AU and he’s essentially just me being a huge nerd and going “this is what I wanna be with a few little twists”. He was raised by dragons from the age of 8 when he found a Night Fury that was shot down (totally not me stealing stuff from the httyd movies or anything) and has therefore learned how to understand dragons as if they were speaking to him in human languages. He wrote a sort of book of dragons so he could remember things about every dragon he met and knows a lot about dragon behaviour because he lived in a huge dragon nest similar to Valka’s bewilderbeast’s nest. He’s kind of a mix between Hiccup and Valka and spent the years he lived among dragons as a sort of vigilante freeing trapped dragons and helping other varying dragons in anyway he could which earned him respect amongst dragon kind. Because he was raised by dragons he is seen by dragons as another dragon rather than a human and people call him the Prince of Dragons because dragons respect him and listen to his commands in combat or in troubled situations. He met the ygo characters when he crashed in Neo Domino one day while testing a new flight style with Toothless and met Yusei who took him in and ended up forming a bond with him and adopting him as his son alongside Jack (hehe kingcrabshipping). He acts as an older sibling figure to Rua and Ruka who are also Jack and Yusei’s adopted children and Crow, Bruno and Kiryu act as their uncles. He is also seen as a part of the Arclight family (and its extensions which I’ll go into later) and is viewed as the Arclight brothers’ step-sibling.

Toothless: Toothless is a 15 year old Night Fury who was shot down and left to die in a forest but was found by Isaac who took pity on him and found a way to help him fly again. They then fled together and joined a nest of dragons who ended up respecting them both as leaders due to their behaviour. Due to events in the storyline, Toothless later becomes the Alpha of all dragons (yeah, like in the movies lol). Toothless is a playful and friendly dragon but if you dare try and harm any of his family he will not hesitate to take you down. He has a little heart shaped scale on his left ear which is one of his distinguishable little features. The tail he’s wearing in the above image is an automatic tail (which Yusei helped Isaac build. Also please pretend the gears or whatever are underneath or are just blending in very well) so he can fly alone like canon!Toothless could in the third movie. Toothless has a mate called Thunderstorm who is a Skrill/Night Fury hybrid and their relationship is based on the story of the two gay penguins (I forget what their names were, I think one was called Roy). This Toothless is named after the canon Toothless because the httyd movies do exist in httyd/ygo but they’re based on old texts and stuff rather than being purely fictional like they are in our reality and also because, just like me irl, Isaac is a huge httyd movie fanatic.