#luckily im getting a new one real soon

[kayesfanfics]

wsppp 😋😋

Do you think Adrian tepes, Trevor, or hector would date a fem witch, ghost or werewolf ? If they would date a werewolf girl, how do you think they would deal with her shifting? It’s supposably painful bc the bones are breaking then fixing themselves in a new form😭 do you think the ghost gf would sometimes have self image issues cause she isn’t really there(transparent) witch gf would be really cute esp if she has a familiar like a black cat or crow (really basic ik) omg and she like has her familiar deliver letters to her lover when they are away 🥹 or she tries to like show her lover how to make potions and he ends up growing plants or a small explosion 😭😭 imagine he makes smth right and he’s bragging but then it blows up into his face 😹😹

I always see people write for vamps but I think it would be cool to include other monsters yk. I have so many ideas but idk how to write 😔😔

Hope ur doing well! -🌙

A/N: I added Isaac as well, but THIS WAS SUCH A FUN PROMPT AND IM SORRY IT TOOK SO DAMN LONG. But I love exploring other monsters, it’s so fun-

Trevor Belmont x Witch! Reader

His knowledge on magic is limited, but not unheard of. He understands the kind of magic Sypha uses, but yours isn’t quite like it. Your type of magic uses alchemy, black magic, the “devils work”. You’ve been cast out and targeted for practicing such things, but you continued to practice witchcraft despite the attempts on your life. Trevor had actually seen you being hauled off to a jail roughly before saving you, recognizing you as a healer around this town

After saving you, he asked for a your witchcraft services to help heal a rather nasty wound he had received, so you took him to your house, where your familiar, a beautiful crow, was awaiting your return. He cawed at your and flew over to land on your shoulder, before cocking his head curiously at the large man behind you

“He’s a customer, my dear! Be hospitable!” You teased, before guiding Trevor over to a room that contained all of your supplies and books. You put together a salve for him, and offered to put it on his wounds for him, to which he accepted and casually began to undress until he was shirtless. You stared at him with a blush on your face for a moment, until he grinned and teased you saying “My eyes are up here, love~”

You allowed him to stay with you for a few nights, which slowly blossomed into some sort of a romantic and physical relationship. When he had to leave to go kill some vampires he’d been hired to get rid of, you’d send him off with healing herbs he’d need to recreate the first salve you made for him. You’d send your familiar out to track him with magic and send him letters or extra supplies, and he’d always send some cheeky note back to you that made you giggle and kick your feet

He definitely tries to help you with your potions and powders, getting supplies or tools for you when you asked. One time he successfully recreated a potion, that is until he got cocky and knocked over another vial into the potion, causing it to explode and blow up into his face, ruining his hair and leaving his face scorched, which made you laugh so hard you nearly pissed yourself as he sarcastically laughed along with you

Adrian Tepes x Ghost! Reader

You often times didn’t feel real and felt like your existence was useless and didn’t have a purpose, that is until you met a beautiful man with pale skin and pale blonde hair, with beautiful golden eyes and sharp fangs. He was mesmerizing and intelligent despite his age, and the two of you formed a relationship, which was soon crumbled by his father injuring him so badly he had to lock himself in a coffin to rest and heal. You haunted the place he had put himself to recover from his fathers attack, and took it upon yourself to watch over him and guard his tomb

After joining Trevor and Sypha on the journey to kill Dracula, you went with them and used your own abilities to help fight. Luckily nothing could kill you again, so you were able to fight by becoming fully invisible, making yourself solid then phase through creatures. Sypha asked you many questions on the journey about you and what it’s like being a ghost, Adrian smiling fondly as the two of you chatted excitedly, as he hadn’t seen you have a friend before

Whenever your self doubts and insecurities about your existence plagued you, he was always there to assure you that you were indeed real. You didn’t have a grave or body to visit as your body had been burned and cremated as to not start a plague, but you had a whole life before him you could tell him about. He’d be able to touch you and feel you were real, kiss you on the forehead to show you you were real

You too didn’t need as much sleep as he did, being dead and all. So you both often roamed the castle together and continued to clean and upkeep it together, rather than restlessly lying in a bed all night. The two of you would have intelligent conversations about philosophy, the science his mother studied, history, things of that sort to get you through sleepless nights. Lying in bed together cuddling while conversing, his hand rubbing your back as you rested your head on his chest

Hector x Werewolf! Reader

As an expert on creatures of the night, he wasn’t phased slightly when he heard Master Dracula had recruited a werewolf into his Court. Despite being half human, you were never treated as one, only being treated like a dog by your fellow species. So you instead took revenge by ripping apart those who hurt you, and Dracula had met you years ago similar to how he met Hector and Isaac, but was recruited last due to your hiding out in secrecy from everybody, you were difficult to track down even for Dracula

When you arrived, you appeared as a regular human, but the vampires could sense you were anything but. You bowed to Dracula and thanked him for the opportunity to help his cause, before he told you to begin planning with the other generals. After speaking with the vampires, you decided to learn about the humans, as you were curious why they would help kill their own kind as well. You started with the silver haired man, and bonded over your shared mistreatment by humans, and he was curious about your more wolf form. You smiled and told him he’d have to wait for that, making sure he’d have something to come back to you for, as you grew fond of the shy and straight to the point man

When he finally got to see it, he watched in borderline horror as you howled in pain from the transformation, hearing your bones snap and crack into new places as you transformed into a large, furry monster. But Hector wasn’t truly afraid of you, just of the pain he heard you in, and he gently approached you and rested a hand on your forehead as he did his night creatures to comfort and calm them through their own transformations. You shut your eyes and leaned into his touch, waiting the transformation out together until it was complete, and you could stand at your new full height, well above him. He’d only look at you with fascination rather than fear or hatred like everyone else did

Isaac x Gorgon! Reader

He is clearly not disturbed or taken aback by monsters of any kind, he’d face one with a stoic face and calm demeanor. You came to Dracula one night after being driven away by townspeople for accidentally turning someone to stone, so he allowed you refuge in his castle and gifted you a magical blindfold that would keep you from laying your eyes upon anyone and turning them into a statue. Ever since then you’ve been loyal to him and agreed immediately to help him with your cause, and to use your ability to fight off humans that have wronged you. When you met Isaac, he was immediately intrigued but didn’t make it obvious. You spent a lot of time listening to him work and hearing his night creatures be brought to life, and he’d even guided you to pet a night creature that was calm for him

Throughout the war you formed a relationship with the cold man, though he was warm to you. Never sappy or super affectionate, but he’d do things like learn Braille for you and create plaques as labels on things for you, fight alongside you and tie your blindfold back on for you when the battle was over, create night creatures specifically to help you. He allowed you to hold his arm as you walked through the ever changing castle with him. He never thought he’d find love amongst all this chaos and death, he didn’t even want to befriend Hector because of it, but yet he found himself infatuated with you and wanting to spend as much time as he had left with you

He didn’t mind the fact he’d never be able to look into your eyes, and you didn’t mind the fact you’d never be able to look at him at all except through maybe a portrait. The two of you simply enjoyed the others presence and company, oftentimes sitting beside each other doing your own things, always having a comfortable silence between the both of you. You didn’t turn objects to stone, so if you made sure not to look at any living being, you could do things like read and he’d help make sure you wouldn’t accidentally turn anyone to stone

[dayziiducks]

'This ones for you'

m!crush x f!reader

when your only motivation to go to school on Monday is to see your crush's basketball game

warnings : cursing

i sighed as i walked to the washroom with my best friend, (bf/n), on a Monday morning as per usual. Unfortunately for me our school and most school things here are like 5 hours earlier than all schools so.. yippee more sleep deprivation. The only two things that keep me motivated to go to school are my friends, and my crush, (c/n).

Luckily for me we had physical education with his class today so actually had a reason to look forward to all that running. "man i wish that we could just have Mondays off it'd be so much easier.." i said to her groggily as we entered the washroom to change into our PE attire. "hmm if we did the you'd just be complaining about how you can't see (c/n) all day." "i guess that's true.. but i don't talk about him that much..ever since his dumbass went and joined basketball the girls in our cohort flock like crazy at even the slightest mention of his name..i know hot girls don't gatekeep but still." "Don't worry too much about it i'm sure you two will get together at some point it's just a matter of time." she replied playfully in attempts to reassure me. (c/n) and I get along pretty well but we never really established what we were so i'm always wondering what context he means his words in. Every time he says something that could be romantic my brain just says : he does that with all his friends, you're not special. But I digress.

We walked down to the indoor basketball court and gathered with our other classmates. And (c/n). Me being the coward that i am i avoided all eye contact knowing damn well that he'll just go ' What're you staring at.' like i'm staring at you staring at me. i didn't want him to get all cocky that i was staring at him though so i kept my glance on the floor. We then dispersed as our classmates hogged the basketballs and started playing 3 on 3. (bf/n) and I sat down on the stairs and watched as (c/n) laughed and played with the other guys. God he was so pretty. I went on my phone and started scrolling since i was so bored. i guess nothing was gonna happen today after all.

Then, a familiar voice caught my attention. "YO (y/n) ! THIS ONES FOR YOU !" (c/n) yelled as he shot the basketball into the hoop and grinned. his friends made remarks as they pat him on the back. my jaw dropped. my brain was thinking : (c/n), i love you, but OH MY FUCK ARE YOU STUPID THATS SO EMBARRASSING IM GONNA GET BULLIED AND SHOVED INTO LOCKERS FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. But in real life i just yelled back "Thanks" and smiled back at him. i could practically hear all the whispers from the people around me as (bf/n) elbowed me and said "ooh looks like that 'matter of time' is gonna happen soon"

As the bell rang and i started packing up to go to geography when (c/n) came up to me and said "yo (y/n) can you help me put bandaids on my fingers ? i got a few cuts from the game." "sure, oh yeah you must be thirsty..here take my water bottle. i didn't open it yet so its fine." i replied as i walked with him to the first aid station. He drank from my water bottle as i held his hands and tended to his cuts. Even his hands were pretty..I couldn't help but feel his gaze on me the whole time which made me feel giddy inside. "Here, all done." i said as i smiled at him. "Thanks (y/n)...if you don't mind maybe you can come with me to the new library that opened up near school ? i remember you telling me how you hated (subj/n) so i thought i could help you out with it." He offered as he rubbed the back of his neck bashfully. "of course i really need help in it. And i recall you needing serious help in history. Maybe we can..help eachother?" i asked playfully "sure. we can meet up every Monday if thats okay?" he smiled at me. "fine by me" i said. "alright ! its a date." he said before running off to his next class leaving me to process what i just heard. i freaked out in my head before running off to my geography class to go tell (bf/n). Maybe i am special to him after all.

And maybe..just maybe..I’d start looking forward to Mondays too.

hii i hope you liked that i'll probably post the library date thing the day after tomorrow if you want it :) anyway please feel free to send requests since i'm having writers block rn so.

[superiorsturgeon]

Rookie-Angel!Pyrrha: wow. Theres so much to being a guardian angel.

Angel: yup. Dont worry, you have the heart and spirit. You'll get there in no time.

RA!Pyrrha: Thank- hey, what's that commotion?

Angel: oh, that? Well, some Valkyrie and Angels are having a free for all to see who gets to collect the soul of the Rusted Knight. He's apparenly about to fall off a tree mid-battle soon.

RA!Pyrrha: oh ny! The Rusted Knight is real? That's Grand! I remember my mother reading me that story.... w-wait. He didnt die when he drank the poison? A-and he's about to d-die? And they're all....

Angel: Fighting over his soul, yeah. The Valkyrie claim their "little sis" on Remnant called dibs already, but we Angels know the Knight, his family has fought our fight for generations and he's even fought at the side of the God of Light's champion.

RA!Pyrrha: ooo-oh, wow! The truth is stranger than any legend. Still, i hope someone who will be kind to him wins..... dying in the line of duty still hurts.....

Angel: oh, they'll be 'kind' alright. This group is mostly just thirsty thots looking to score with a new arrival. Bah, i say we should just send a reaper spirit for this Arc dude, plenty of time to make a pass on him later.

RA!Pyrrha: *twitch* what.

Angel: oh yeah, that wasn't in the legend, right? His real name is Jaune Arc or something. I read the file; some time travel bullshit and a stable time loop happened. It's kinda-

RA!Pyrrha: It's a free for all, correct? (Hard eyes)

Angel: uh

RA!Pyrrha: And the heavenly blacksmith is over there, right?!? (Flexing muscles, swords rattling in the distance)

Angel: uhhhhhhhhh

RA!Pyrrha: And im ALLOWED TO GUIDE SOULS AS WELL, CORRECT? (Wings extend, a circle of floating swords forming a halo)

Angel: y-es? (Sweating)

Angel-Of-War!Pyrrha: (sweetly) oh good!

(Her eyes narrow)

AoW!Pyrrha: word of advice. Don't get in my way-HEY, I HAVE A PRIOR CLAIM, THOTS. BACK OFF!!!!!!

Angel: *gulps*

Jaune: *blinking, lying on the ground where he fell* Oooohhhhhh…I don’t think my aura will save me this time…

????: It’s okay…I’ve got you…

Jaune: *blinks and squints* P…Pyrrha…? Is that you…?

Pyrrha: *cradling Jaune in her lap and tenting her red-feathered wings over him* Hello again, Jaune! You had quite a nasty fall!

Jaune: *looks around and sees piles of beaten/bruised angels and loose feathers everywhere* Wha…what happened…? Am I dead?

Pyrrha: *brushes Jaune’s long hair back* It was close, but I saved you just in time!

Jaune: What happened to all the other angels?

Pyrrha: Oh, well…it turns out sometimes there’s…competition…when it comes to being a guardian angel! 😡

Pyrrha: Luckily I was able to convince everyone else that I was the one for you! ☺️

Jaune: *looks back up into Pyrrha’s eyes and reaches up to touch her cheek* I can’t believe I get to see you again…! 🥹

Jaune: I like your horns and black wings!

Pyrrha: …my what…?

Pyrrha: *looks at her wings which have turned black* 😧

Pyrrha: *feels for her halo and finds two curving horns* 😨

Pyrrha: …Uh-oh…!

[azaarchiive]

ᥫ✦azariah’s solar system

CURRENTLY ON BREAK FOR EXAMS (sorry, a levels kicking my ass rn)

notes: hi guys, this is just something for origination and practicality. i do take suggestions btw! open to anything except noncom, bodily fluids (except for the white one) or anything glorified abuse or anything of the sort. pls submit smth wanna prove im a good writer. proper rules list will be coming soon tho.

Haikyuu

semi eita

• holiday girlfriend - ON HOLD

- you were one of semi’s many flings every time he flew to (country), always waiting for him with open arms. what happens when he comes back to a baby bump? (series)

hinata shoyo

• only the elite

- y/n is stinking rich and shoyo is the complete opposite. what happens when y/n oddly falls for him despite her equally rich friends and boyfriend and introduces him to the fucked up life in hiroo (series)

oikawa tooru

• blackout

- a cute little fluffy one shot about a blackout in your neighbourhood and what you both do to pass that time

MHA

• fanfic bakugou vs real size

- katsuki finds you reading a fanfic about him (one shot)

JJK

gojo satoru

• be mine?

- satoru is never second, so why aren’t you with him right now? (one shot) (valentine’s special)

• countdown

- your new year was welcomed with a kiss from the one and only gojo satoru. womaniser of the east quickly sees the damage it’s caused and starts to generate a little white lie pertaining both of your marital status to try and salvage both (mostly his) reputation. (smau) (series)

TO BE MADE: theres quite a few spoiler alert

unlikely paring; atsumu miya

• “being blamed for a school fire and going from the it girl to an arson freak is not ideal. the school luckily scavengers its losses and it rebuilt but something seems different, especially after a dead body is found. now you have to team up with the only guy that knows you’re innocent despite him being your biggest victim since middle school: atsumu miya.”

soo, what do we think? :3. y/n is a massive bully but changes her ways for the better fr, atsumu, suna and osumu are stem nerds. series

gangsta paradise; oikawa tooru

• “you’re a sweetheart who moved into a ruthless and dangerous area and you just wanted to make friends, who knew that ‘friend’ would turn out to be a gang member? it’s not like you did.”

gangsta oikawa (lol), sweetheart y/n. series

back to me; suna rintaro

• “you and suna had just broke up, after three long years it was over, at least you thought it was. what, you thought suna was gonna let you go that easily?”

i mean i wouldn’t call him toxic but i guess that depends on what you think. this is truly just a funny little fic about him trying to get you back. series

write it in your blog; bakugou katsuki

• “you are the most successful journalist in the whole of japan! and you’re only 22, however your whole blog is based on your hatred in the hero society, especially bakugou katsuki. which only grows when you post about a highly confidential case which you have hot evidence about and he turns up at your house.”

heheh reader is rich in this but bakugou is even richer. series

on his birthday; todoroki shoto

• “in which you died on his birthday and he’s learning how to cope with it”

idk whether i should make it into a proper series or just a long ass fic

i hate this place; kiyoomi sakusa

• “your friend group is toxic as fuck yet you find solace in someone who arguable better than the rest.”

don’t know whether to make the friend group ocs or haikyuu boys. long ahh one shot

before it happens; osamu miya

• “osamu sadly took his own life, yet you have a chance to save him by going back in time and stopping him. through that, you fall back in love with him despite dating his best friend rintarou.”

meh idk i’m not exactly feeling it but maybe when i start writing it ill like it more. might be a long ahh series.

FACE2FACE; akaashi keiji smau

• “you and akaashi have been texting for a couple weeks now, yet have never seen each others faces. when the training camp roles in you have no choice to face him… but instead you don’t and pretend your a whole different girl.”

black reader, ideally has the boho, earthy aesthetic and believes in tarot readings/astrology! (sorry to anyone that doesn’t believe in them :(( ) series.

tell ur boyfriend; gojo satoru

• “satoru and y/n have a one night stand and he can’t get his mind off of her, satoru just had to have her. not like that would be a struggle- he gets whatever he wants- who cares about her boyfriend! who happens to be toji fushiguro… as well as his child’s biological father..”

no-curses au, collage au, spoilt gojo fr, he takes care of megumi who is around 7

ever after high x jjk

• it’s literally just that, royals and rebels with curses in the mix

rebel(lol)!reader x itadori

• series of their dynamic, how the got together and what their relationship means to them.

y/n is like that one kid that just never does the school work, is always in trouble and is always late

detective!gojo x lawyer reader

• murder mystery series with love in the mix heheh

i am not creative enough to make my own cases so i will be ripping off of mr monk (if you know, you know)

[arvensimp]

Hi uhh your story with the breeding kink really got to me lol. Would you be willing to write a fic where Arven finds out his s/o is pregnant? It can be fluffy or whatever you think would work best. Thank you!! 😊

Hello!!! I'm a MAJOR sucker for baby fics and pregnancy fics. Im a sap and I live a life of sin I'm very sorry. I hope you enjoy this!

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Positive

Arven x pregnant!reader, no gendered pronouns are used to describe reader

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You've spent the last several days with a cloying ache coming and going from your lower abdomen. It's nothing terribly unusual, as you're expecting your period and some early cramps aren't an out-of-the-ordinary symptom for you.

So you let it go and keep living life.

It isn't until a few weeks later that you realize you never actually started bleeding.

Well...maybe you spotted a little bit? But that hardly counts as a period.

But you cramped up?

Ugh... It wouldn't be the most convenient timing in the world if you were pregnant, but...well, you've always been told that there's never a perfect time anyway.

So with nervous hands you take one of the pregnancy tests you keep in the guest bathroom at yours and Arven's place. Scares have happened before, after all, and it doesn't hurt to have them around.

Two minutes later and a little pink plus is staring back at you.

Your heart sinks.

You take every other test you have in the cupboard.

They all pop positive.

Oof, okay. Well. Maybe you and Arven shouldn't have tempted fate quite so much with all of that dirty talk about him knocking you up...

Before you worry Arven with any of this, you go ahead and set up an appointment with your GP just to get blood work done to confirm it. No need to overcomplicate things too soon, after all.

Still...as the day of your appointment approaches you find yourself getting more and more nervous. What if it really is real? How will Arven really react? Sure you'd talked about kids before...but now? Hell, you were both so busy with your careers. Would you want to pause that now?

Worst of all was keeping it from him for the few days it took.

It wasn't really lying, you don't think. Just...sparing him from needless worry for a few days.

You're a bit lucky that he at least seems none the wiser to any changes in your behavior or in the pokemons' behavior around you. Certainly 'Raidon is less...excitable and less willing to curl up entirely on your lap the moment you sit down on the sofa.

You wonder if maybe pokemon just...have a sense about them?

Mabosstiff certainly seems more protective of you, making sure to perch himself at your feet or by your side the moment you sit down, only to dutifully follow you wherever you go when you get up.

That's actually probably the closest Arven gets to noticing anything strange. He'd been going back and forth to the kitchen a few times that night, while Mabosstiff stayed glued to you, and then as soon as you got up to use the restroom, the dog trailed you all the way down the hall, waiting patiently outside the door for you.

Arven scratches him behind the ears when you both get back to the living room.

"Are you picking a new favorite, buddy?" He asks, light heartedly.

Mabosstiff makes that silly grimacy kinda face at him before boofing loudly.

Arven laughs. "Really, I dunno what's gotten into him lately. He isn't even following me around for scraps."

You shrug. "Maybe it's just a phase..." You offer, scritching Mabosstiff where his tail meets his spine, making him go all limp on you.

Arven lets it go from there, and that's that.

Your trip to the doctor the next day confirms what the tests had told you earlier.

You're pregnant with Arven's baby.

Now you need to figure out what to do. How to tell him.

Luckily, an idea comes to you easily enough.

That week you're picnicking along Socarrat Trail. Some of your pokemon had recently taken to sneaking goodies into your picnic basket. Sometimes it was stones or pretty feathers. You even got a lovely string of pearls at one point from your tinkaton, though you don't want to think too hard about where she may have found them.

Your pokemon will also put their eggs in the basket after breeding, on the rare chance that it happens.

So...that seems like a good place to hide the results.

After the two of you set up the site for lunch and Arven gets started on cooking, you quietly slip the surprise into the basket and quickly set yourself to the task of giving all of your pokemon a bath, as is typically your duty while Arven prepares your meal.

You're sudsing up Slither Wing when you call out to him. "Hey, Arven?"

"Yeah?" He's putting picks in sandwiches as you speak.

"When you're done with that, could you check the basket?" You hope you sound casual as you ask it.

"Uh...yeah. Why?" He looks around the group of pokemon, likely trying to remember if there are any of compatible egg groups. "Are we expecting something?"

"Uh... I just like to check, is all. Never hurts to be sure?"

Arven shrugs. "No problem then. I'm telling you though, we probably shouldn't keep trying for that shiny maschiff pup. I don't think it's good for the environment. Ya know?"

You snort. "I've always found the puppies good homes. Haven't I? Besides, Mabosstiff makes a really good dad!" Inwardly your stomach is tying itself in knots. You finish rinsing Slither Wing and start towel drying it and yourself as Arven goes to the basket. You try to keep an inconspicuous eye on him as he goes.

Arven quickly lifts the lid, glances inside, then closes it.

"Nah, nothing there."

You panic. What? You're sure you put the results there. Was he just not paying attention?

"Uh...you sure?" You say, trying to quell the mounting nerves in your voice.

"Yeah, sweetness. I know what eggs look like."

You sigh as you continue rubbing the towel through Slither Wing's fuzzy body.

"I didn't ask about eggs. Sometimes the pokemon slip other things into the baskets. Like pearls or stones."

"Oh. Uh..." He looks sheepish for a moment. "I'll check again then." Arven goes back and opens the lid.

"Huh. Looks like they brought us a piece of paper..." He takes it out an unfolds it, eyes scanning the page.

"Uh...sweetness?" You watch as the color drains from his face.

"Yes?" You answer, approaching him slowly, not entirely sure how he'll react.

"How, uh..." He looks up at you from the page. "How are you feeling?"

"How are you feeling?" You ask, not entirely cheekily as you slip your hands around his waist.

Fuck, you hope this is okay.

"Uh...Yeah. Good. You, uh. You put this in the basket?" He sounds numb.

You lean into him and nod against his chest, starting to get a little choked up.

He doesn't return your hug immediately, and that has your heart sinking like a stone.

"It's real?" He asks.

You nod again, squeezing him a bit tighter.

"You're...?"

You nod.

"So," He swallows audibly, "We're...?"

You nod again, trying to force back tears that threaten to fall.

"Please don't be mad." It comes out much smaller and weaker than you'd imagined. Your brain knows he shouldn't be mad. At the very least this isn't just your fault even if he were to be mad, but he shouldn't be mad anyway. But you're still suddenly scared now as you cling to him.

You feel Arven rest a warm and gentle hand on your lower back.

"Hey. I'm not mad." He pulls you away just a bit with his other to get you to look in his eye.

"Promise?"

Arven kisses your forehead. "Promise. I love you."

And the dam bursts. All your fear and anxiety from the past week and however long come flooding to the forefront and out of your face in an absolute mess.

You apologize for keeping it from him for the past few days, for not telling him sooner, and he shushes you with kisses at your cheeks, nose, and forehead.

"What're we gonna do?" You finally allow yourself to ask.

"Well..." Arven starts, guiding the two of you to the picnic table to sit. "We've talked about..." He clears his throat. "About babies before. We can do this... Parenting. If you want! I don't want to force you. I'm here no matter what you choose, but... I'm ready to try my hand at being a...a dad, if you'll let me?" He squeezes your hands reassuringly.

You sniffle miserably.

"I... I want that." You admit.

"Then that's settled!" He says, pulling you into a massive (though not too tight) hug. He speaks into your hair as he lovingly strokes at your lower back. "We don't have to have all the answers right now. I think. We can figure more out later. Yeah?"

You nod against him.

"Thank you."

"Me?" He snorts. "What're you thanking me for? I should be thanking you!" One of his hands slips over, warmly covering your lower abdomen in a way that has your tummy doing somersaults.

"You're doing one of the most incredible things in the world...and you're letting me be a part of it."

Arven kisses you softly. "C'mon. Let's eat and then go home. I, uh..." He laughs a bit. "I suddenly don't feel great about dragging you out to the corner of the region where some of the strongest wild pokemon are?"

You laugh back. "Please. I can at least handle myself for a bit longer. Besides, we have two champion level teams with us. I think we're safe."

Arven looks back at your combined pokemon and between the massive dragon, your fire crocodile, a tiny fairy with a massive hammer, and a living bug dinosaur he suddenly feels like he's the one who needs to keep from panicking for a minute.

[hallo2838]

Hotel experience pt.1

Notes: story was inspired after this tweet which was posted after the milan concert. English is not my first language and this is highly not proofread. Also im still not the best at writing and it’s more a horny thought which would get me off but i wanted to share in the hope i get new moots who i can interact and share horny thoughts together so pls feel free to interact/degrade me im a submissive female. No minors pls

Warnings: spanking, name-calling, degradation, mentions of cnc, free use, strap-on

Touring over the world is one of the best things in life for Siyeon. Performing and seeing the fans in real live and getting their energy. Being together with the members and the staff and exploring cities whenever they have free time.

The concert days have mainly the same setup, first soundcheck, doing their make up, performing and after the concert there is the meet&greet event. This is where it get’s interesting for the girls especially for Siyeon and all the girls and staff know that.

For the meet&greet the fans first give a high five and then come a second time for the picture. As the row went by there was particulary one girl who was really pretty she couldn’t take her eyes of. The fan said something like i love you and gave wink. Even though siyeon was the one that was getting flirted with she needed to dominate that fan. But the hi-touch always goes so fast and she just hopes that the girl would be seated in front of her. And a few minutes later she did. Siyeon noticed the girl wore a bit too short skirt and a croptop where she could see her tits. When the girl seated siyeon could see a good view of her tits. Siyeon made a agreed sign with the staff so the staff would know they had to take her our of the row.

Earlier in the days the girls had to share rooms even when they didn’t had alone time at the dorm. So they would use each other as fucktoys to get off their horniness. But since now they have a bit more money to spent they can get their own hotel room. Not that she didn’t mind the sex with her members it’s good and they all do it with each other occasionally at the dorms too. But some alone time is good for everyone and now she was able to bring some whores to her hotel room like rockstarts did in the 70s.

When the m&g was over she rushed back to the backstage room and luckily she saw her slut for tonight standing there. “Hi darling, how are you tell me your name” was the first thing she asked the girl. The girl responded with her name but siyeon didn’t hear it but it didn’t matter because she would call her everything instead of her own name. Soon they were back in the van to the hotel. Siyeon managed to sit at the backseat and rested her hand on the girl’s thigh. She gave it a few squeezes and then slowly went up a bit higher. The girl already made a deep sigh but siyeon putter her hand on her mouth. Of course everyone knew why the fan was sitting in the van but it would be too embarassing if everyone knew already thay siyeon was soo horny that she couldn’t contain herself. While siyeon putted her hand on her mouth she whispered to the girl: “you know why youre taken with me? Because you made me so horny with that skirt and those tits, it looks like you asked to be pounded from me with the way you dress, so soon i use you as my own sex toy you understand”. The fan was defintely into sex with siyeon but it went from 0 to 100 real quick, she give a quick nod. “Good girl, keep quiet otherwise i will punish you”. Because the girl wore a skirt there was such easy access and siyeon couldn’t resist to rub her pussy real quick. However the girl made really small high pitched moan. Siyeon looked at her with an intimidating gaze but didn’t say anything but o girl wouldn’t be able to walk tomorrow.

The van was at the hotel and they rushed to get to the rooms. In the elevator they were only with sua and yoohyeon. So couldn’t resist and already groped the girls ass in the elevator. Sua and yoohyeon looked at the action and they felt their pants already getting tight. Siyeon gave a smirk and knew that they would use each other this night to get off.

In the hotel room siyeon pushed the girl against the wall. Putted one hand on her throat and came really close to her lips alsmost but not kissing yet. The other hand went over the girl’s tit and she felt a hard nipple already. “Oh darling, you don’t wear a bra do you, you did that on purpose you just want to be fucked right, such a fucking whore for me”. She smashed her lips against the girl and gave her throat a bit more pressure but it was more about hand placement than actually choking. While kissing she pinced the girls nipple to the top. But siyeon needed more she needed the girl in all the naughty positions and naked. “Strip for me and get on all fours, you get 15 seconds from me”. While the girl rushed to take off her clothes siyeon was already undressing herself and putting on the strap. She saw the girl raised her ass in the air so she give it a couple spanks. “Oh babe i hope you love to get spanked but with this juicy ass it must be right” she give a couple spanks more and then continues to put on her strap.

[tfyoulookingatgiuxs]

Im sorry...

Eddie Munson x Yandere!Reader

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: Love dramas, murders, disappearances and a crazy serial killer who still roams the streets of Hawkins. All this was triggered by you, a good student who shed a sea of ​​blood out of love, scaring the whole city. But you're not that bad...really, you're not. You're just in love with the boy who went missing a few days ago, Eddie Munson.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Yandere!mean!fem!Reader, Undestanding!Eddie, use of Y/N, murder, kidnap, theme about torture, agnst, bad ending, slight fluff? missing people, enemies to lovers, use of knifes, blood, threats, obsession, themes about disposing of corpses, themes about sex, very bad language, bullying, dismemberment, Reader is lovesick, all the addictional characters i mention are invented (Please, here we will talk about a case of kidnapping and murder and quite heavy themes. However, I invite you not to take as an example everything you read. This is all for entertainment only.)

𝐀/𝐍: Sorry for my english, this is not my native language. Please support new writers and reblog, hope you enjoy! (DIVIDER NOT MINE)

You walk through the woods while carrying a large black bag on your shoulders with one of your victims inside. As soon as you arrived near the exit of the city you decided to put the bag down and open it, finding the now lifeless frightened face of Katerine Smith in front of you; a young student at Hawkins High. She was in her third year and was a beautiful, awkward and superficial girl. In the last period she had decided to set her eyes on something that belonged to you and for this reason her life had come to an end.

You take her out and place it on top of the large black bag as you head behind a bush where you pick up your shovel that you left there. You start digging a fairly deep vertical ditch and as soon as it was at least two meters high, you throw the shovel on the ground and take out a circular saw and a yellow raincoat from your backpack. You didn't want to get dirty so you put on the hooded garment and start dismembering the girl. The head, abdomen, arms, legs and feet.

Everything was a real red mess but luckily there was the sack under the corpse which prevented the grass from being colored with that bitter blood. As you had learned to do, you took each piece and threw it into the small vertical ditch and then called for it with the shovel. After your first murder you had now learned how to bury a body. After all, if someone were to find a body they would expect to find it horizontal and whole or otherwise dismembered in a bag. That's why you made sure they never found Katherine's body like many others. That's right, Katherine wasn't the only girl you killed, but there were many more, and they were all buried here...near the exit of town. Once your work is finished, you take off your almost dirty raincoat and head to the nearest lake to clean it and the circular saw with it.

You sigh as you turn on your heel to walk home, stuffing everything back into your backpack. “Fuck, I have to go shopping, I forgot,” you say to yourself, remembering one of your duties. You calmly walk towards the supermarket and are overwhelmed by the warm air that makes you feel at ease. In Hawkins, autumn was getting colder and colder, so much so that you started wearing wool sweaters when you left the house. The atmosphere was relaxing and there weren't many people in the small supermarket near the main road. You take a piece of paper from the pocket of your sweatshirt with the list of things to take and start wandering around the aisles.

Pasta, chocolate pudding, sauce, flour, sugar and... wait. Your attention was caught by the television next to the cashier who was watching it with concentration. "The Hawkins police are still investigating the murder of Angeline Holand and the 8 girls who have disappeared in the last few weeks" Said the reporter portrayed on the screen "Moreover, the police had hypothesized a possible connection with Eddie Munson, a student at Hawkins High but it seems he also disappeared recently" at those words you go back to concentrating on the shelves "But apparently the disappearances seem to continue. Katherine Smith seems to have disappeared just today out of nowhere, the parents are worried and hope to be able to find their beloved daughter" he continued as the woman let out an anxious sigh.

“Well, apparently they are more alert now than they were before…” You think as you grab a snack from the shelves.

Your gaze seemed lost, your breathing heavy and your chest had become heavy. You can't explain how you got to this point...

You were just a good student in love with Eddie "The Freak" Munson. It seems absurd but it was like that, a smart and shy girl like you fell at the feet of the most hated and scary boy in school, but obviously that didn't matter to you. You were madly in love with him, you followed him, every now and then you greeted him, you stole some of his things... you were fucking obsessed with him. His person, his way of doing things, his character, his style, his perfume, what he did, everything! Everything you knew about him made you adore him even more and you couldn't help it. You talked to each other and every now and then you even had great conversations and this made you happy every day. He was the man you wanted to have by your side, that bad boy who wasn't so bad that you wanted so much in your life, he was perfect for you, he had to be yours.

You had to do it, you had to tell him how you felt, you had to take this weight off your shoulders.

That day you met Eddie behind the school near the woods, where you both spent your days. The moment seemed magical but something left you heartbroken when a cheerleader with perfect long hair interrupts you and brings the boy with her. You were really upset about it and it had pushed you to the limit.

Angeline Holand...

Barb Holand's little sister and Hawkins High cheerleader. She was beautiful but didn't have excellent grades, she liked parties and boys in general. You learned that Angeline had sex with lots of different guys just to have sex with them and then dump them when they didn't suit her. It was a secret that you managed to discover by pure chance and this had worked in your favor.

You really didn't want that cheap bitch to use Eddie as a sex toy, so you made up your mind that you were going to ruin her life in a drastic way. Days later the whole school found out about this secret of hers and after several weeks, Eddie kept away from her, but obviously this wasn't enough for you, you were too pissed off that the humiliation was nothing for you. One Wednesday afternoon you found her in an abandoned park crying from the constant teasing she endured every day, poor thing isn't it? No, not at all. You thought when you then caught her by surprise and stabbed her at least ten times in the chest. You hated her so much.

You vented all the anger that bitch had caused you for even thinking you could subjugate your beloved. Angeline, unlike many others, you burned her in an abandoned factory, but you didn't expect it to go up in flames. You managed to run away but the police found Angeline's body and the stab wounds in her chest and started an investigation. You can't understand the reason for all that violence, it wasn't like you... you even went so far as to consult a psychologist but obviously you couldn't tell him about your murder for which you said you killed someone in a dream.

At first he didn't say anything to you thinking it was just a temporary thing. But going forward you had to deal with more hassles surrounding Eddie and you couldn't stand that, and you did it again and again and again. Four other stupid bitches were dead and gone as of today but you didn't kill the rest of the others. The police had already been alerted, so starting a massacre would have been inconvenient for you. The others were bullied, or expelled, others you even threatened, and they simply ran away. No news, not a letter, a goodbye, nothing. They were missing...

Obviously you explained this to your psychologist and he, after hearing that you continued to have these "dreams", simply told you that it foreshadowed an aggressive, neurotic personality and a history of violence. This left you with some doubts and worries. You don't think you've ever suffered violence but either you never thought you would be capable of being aggressive, you didn't really think so, and now here you are. The serial killer that everyone is talking about and who they are now looking for while citizens keep themselves safe while also protecting their children.

You let out a big sigh and as soon as you were sure you had taken everything you went to pay. The woman named “Taylor” noticed you a few minutes later, she was more interested in the news than doing her job apparently.

"It's twenty dollars" She said as she looked back at the screen. You paid and watched television too. The reporter was interviewing the police chief Jim Hopper "We think that the suspect in the possible disappearances or alleged murders is a student at Hawkins High, for now we ask everyone to stay at home" The police chief announced while the cashier Taylor commented to low voice “Surely he is a killer who kills poor innocent girls” You tilted your head slightly “Do you think so?” You asked with a worried look trying to act like the poor helpless girl, she looked at you surprised that you heard her and she nodded "Yes dear, so stay safe, a young girl like you shouldn't be wandering around alone, not now that there are crazy people like that out there" You gave her a smile "I will, thank you very much and see you again" she said goodbye to you and you left the supermarket heading home.

“Holy shit…” that was all you could say at a moment like that. You had messed up but ultimately you couldn't go back and now you would have to live with it. Since the police suspected that the killer was a student at Hawkins High, they decided to interrogate every single student, calling everyone a suspect, and closing the school until the case was solved. This had sent you into a crisis... after you had finally chased away every fucking threat you were finally ready to declare yourself to Munson, holy shit! Nothing seemed to go right and Eddie, like the other students, doesn't trust anyone but his friends. You couldn't do it anymore, you had to do it...

You couldn't have done otherwise.

After two days of his disappearance you came across his uncle Wayne hanging a paper with his nephew pictured where it was written that he was missing. You felt guilty, but you already were. You regret what you did but you couldn't have avoided it in any way, and you also could have avoided it...how? Your head was still a mess and you started to think that you should have taken action for this aggressive and violent behavior of yours.

You finally arrived home and took out your keys. Just a few years ago, after the death of your parents you had a secluded house that still needed to be fixed up, but it wasn't bad, you had everything you needed: gas, water and electricity. You just needed to rearrange the furniture and get a real bed to sleep on instead of the couch. You opened the door and as soon as you closed it with a turn of the key, you also closed the security locks on the door. You placed the grocery bag on the kitchen counter and began to put everything away. Then you realized all that strange silence and looked out at the corridor that led to the various rooms.

"Eddie?" You called him and then went to check the first room and realized he wasn't there. You think you had an anxiety attack and you went looking for him in the other rooms and then you saw him in your room, lying on the mattress tied with his wrists behind his back with his bare chest while the sheets were as messy as the rest of the room. You went back to your side when you then remembered that you had moved Eddie to your room to give him more comfortable treatment. He looked up and then came back with his face on the pillow.

He hates you.

You knew it very well. You walked closer to him "Hey Eds, I've been shopping, I bought you your favorite puddings" you told him as you walked closer. You lay down on the mattress next to him and saw his apathetic face. He didn't answer you... he's been like this ever since you argued. You then noticed his red cheeks and the damp pillow and realized that he had been crying. This made you feel even more guilty. You knew very well that you were wrong, what you had done the night you fought made him become more afraid of you. You certainly couldn't say he wasn't wrong, out of frustration you tortured him with electric batons until he apologized to you. You immediately regretted it but you never apologized again...

"Okay...listen. I know you don't want to talk to me and I understand, I wouldn't talk to me either, especially for what I did to you" You sat down and admired his curls falling from his shoulders to his collarbones. Eddie looked up and his chocolate brown irises met yours. That look...that poor, desperate look that makes you think "what did he do to deserve this?"

You wanted to know too. You didn't want this...you just wanted to be with him and live the life of two young adults in love.

"I'm really sorry for what I did to you...I'm sorry for everything, I didn't mean to get this far," You came closer while you caressed his cheek with one hand "I didn't want to hurt, but I done, I made many people suffer, I know... but they wanted to distance you from me" Eddie didn't answer you and continues to listen "I can understand if you hate me, or if you want me to die in their place, I understand, I'm ruining your life, I brought you here and I took you away from your friends and your uncle" Your breathing was quickening as your eyes burned and started to get shiny "But know that I didn't want to shed so much blood, I wanted just you Eddie. I wanted to go out with you, play Dungeon & Dragons with your friends and spend the evenings like a normal couple... I didn't want to reduce you like this, I'm sorry" You said while your voice was breaking. You bent down to give a kiss to his scalp and remained in that position for several minutes "I promise you that I will make everything right. I will do everything for you and I swear that I will never be mean to you or other people again, I swear."

"Why did you become like this?..." You heard him speak and at his question tears wet your cheeks. "I don't know Eds..." You started to cry leaning your face close to his ear wetting his dark curls "I just wanted you and to stay with you forever, I don't want anyone to take you away from me, I know you are disappointed, you expected a better girl but I can become one if you want,"

"Y/N–" You didn't let him continue the sentence "I'll try to become the girl you want so much, I'll do everything I can, I'll put an end to this serial killer thing and then I'll let you go, but please don't abandon me Eddie" you heard him hiss something as you pressed several kisses to his curls, your hand caressing his shoulder as you felt his cold skin “I want you to calm down” He said in a calm voice “I won't” You looked at him. God, how you wished those words were true "It's not true..."

"You will abandon me and hand me over to the police..." Eddie looked at you and said nothing "Don't make fun of me. I know very well that I screwed up, but I promise you that I will make it up to you, and then you will learn to love me" You gave another kiss but this time on his cold shoulder "I'm not lying to you Y/N." You were about to reply but he doesn't let you do it "It's true, I'm afraid of you and everything you've done and maybe I even hate you, but you're still my Y/N...you need to be helped" He said him shaking his head. He was right, the psychologist wasn't enough but you didn't know what else to do, you were just so scared. Afraid that Eddie would take the right opportunity to run away and abandon you "You're not calling me crazy are you?" He didn't answer you, in fact your question was stupid too, it was obvious that he thought so "I'm not crazy" you took a breath as you tried to calm down "The psychologist told me that I have an aggressive personality, and I've tried everything but I couldn't hold back and I'm sorry for that" The metalhead's eyes looked different, they weren't scared but worried.

“Y/N...” He called out to you “Please calm down...” his tone seemed sympathetic “I don't want you to be afraid of me Eds” The tears started to fall again “I understand sweetheart. I can't forgive you for everything you've done, but I'll try to do it" At those words your heart was filling with happiness "Really?" He nodded "I didn't think you'd get to this point, but I'm ready to help you if it means getting my Y/N back" You were definitely happy. Eddie always loved you so much, for him you were perhaps his closest friend but now he had another person ahead of him, and he would have fought to get the old one back. You had definitely changed and perhaps this had made you a monster in everyone's eyes but especially in Eddie's "Please Eddie...Help me" You started crying again as you curled up next to him resting your head on the pillow and hugging him " I'll treasure, don't worry" his words were sweeter than any elegant sharp blade "I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry..." You began to blurt out as a kiss was pressed to your temple. After that gesture you got up and went into the other room with Eddie looking at you confused. You came back with a chain and a 50 kg weight. You tied the chain to the boy's ankle and then freed his wrists, he didn't react or say anything, he just shook his sore wrists and then followed your movements with his eyes. You lay next to him again, hugging him and he did the same thing gently stroking your hair "I'm sorry..." You said again as you buried your head in the crook of his neck "Shh, it's okay".

You hadn't been happier in your entire life.

[kkbardd]

hello! i haven’t sent an ask in a while because schoolwork has been piling up infinitely :[ , but your recent posts have been really interesting to me! i really liked the room sketch one, I can’t exactly explain why but there’s something so indescribably human about it. i love spaces that looked lived in, that have personality, and I think that your room (current one? made up? old one?) has done a great job of showing that. and I’m not very good at giving advice— I can hardly follow it myself, but if you don’t know something, don’t know what you want to do, try things. it’s okay if you don’t like them. i recently found out I’m more competent in languages than I thought! i can already read and understand simple sentences in german.

there’s always more to yourself than you’ll know, I think, but the world is kinder than people think. If anything, everyone is still very new at this. we’ve never lived before. do the things you like, branch out, don’t become less of yourself for other people. everything has a place, and my best advice is to treat life as you would a vacation. do all the things you can while you’re here. build a life that makes it worth it. (sorry for the long ask and my rambling, or if this is overstepping in any way. i just read what you wrote and kind of related to it in a way. thank you for continuing to create art, it brings me a lot of joy! :] )

hey isopod!!! thanks for the ask & I wish u good luck with ur school work!

Thank u so much for the compliments, im really glad the vibe of my room was conveyed in those doodles. i absolutely looove drawing my room! It’s extremely small (a renovated utility closet) and just barely fits a bed + my desk but its packed full of the things i love. It’s very lived in and I feel like it reflects my character well.

when i drew that page I was in my senior year of high school and pressures to decide my future were overwhelming. I never thought much about it until then and I didn’t have any idea of what I was going to do. The only thing I felt I had going for me was art but I didn’t want to turn my only hobby into a job I hated. I remember going through a master list of majors on random college websites and one-by-one asking myself if I’d be okay doing it. In the end I had nothing. I was really crushed about it and felt stuck. This was right after the covid quarantine too so focusing in school was difficult & I couldn’t bring myself to apply for scholarships. I started skipping classes, smoking weed, and pushing off my assignments. All of this only made me feel more miserable, of course, so everything seemed pretty bleak at the time.

But luckily I had the support of my family and especially my mother. She would always remind me that “we have option”, “we always have options”. Because I did! This was a fresh start to try my hand at a totally different experience than what I’ve done so far. I ended up choosing my major on a complete whim after hearing my aunt had a job in an adjacent field. I was pretty sure I’d drop out after a semester, yet here I am about to graduate soon & I’m having a ton of fun!! (Hell, I’m 10 hours out in the middle of nowhere right now for my Field Methods class!) It’s not that I had a knack for Geology that I just never tapped into, or that i secretly had a passion for rocks this entire time; I just found something that seemed like an okay fit and grew interest from there. I think that a small level of commitment like that is more than enough to get you going. I had a ton of ideas in my head about how I needed to have a perfect fit major that would connect every dot I’ve laid out in my life thus far, but that’s not true at all. Life is much more messy and unpredictable than that.

But enough of my rambling!! That time of my life may have been stressful but I’m very grateful that I went through it! It changed how I viewed problems and it taught me to always look for other options when everything seems helpless.

Thank u so much for ur encouragement, I really appreciate it <33 I completely agree with everything u said!! Life is an ever changing experience & often leads u in unpredictable directions!

[bluiex]

i put it in google docs to check the word count it’s a bit over 1000 words so that’s fun, but without further ado, i present:

funny things i have read in smut:

“Then he hit the bundle of nerves that fanfic readers are all too familiar with.”

“Luckily he is also a slippery motherfucker.”

“inexperienced in the art of giving giant people hand jobs.”

“Getting cock blocked my a church!”

“I’m not a food (name)”

“unsure why (name) was treating him like he was at the dentist”

“Also when they arrived (name) threw a plushie at them, hitting (name) square in the face.”

“I-uh I wh-uhm I”

“Breed! Breed! Breed! Mate! Mate! Mate!”

“(name) smiled “sure just don’t kill me””

“(name) would probably just scold them and then offer some advice and (name) would probably just laugh and offer to punch (name)’s stomach or some bullshit. “

“She then sauntered her way back to the over-eager man laying in an idiotic position on the bed, probably trying to be mock-seductive.”

“"What? Don't you like what you see?"”

“he let out a shaky breath and stood up straight(gay)”

“(name) finds out where all the missing orphans went, and no, it’s not Technoblade.”

“(very unimaginative for a nonhuman, what were his parents thinking?)”

“it was at that moment that (name) had internally asked himself three questions: am I really considering sex with a dragon? Is this really what my life has come to? Dragon fucking?”

“" Sorry gang I have to take the fattest piss in the whole year."”

“"I just don't think you are gonna be screaming pickles in the middle of fucking-"”

“Angry at (name) for even having the audacity to be alive and breathing.”

““Look, I’m your chambermaid not your chambertherapist,””

““I saw a man purchasing cocaine from another man.” He mentioned offhandedly.”

“"Fuck you" he responded, lowering himself to lay on the monsters chest and stomach.

'That's what your doing'”

“Author: Am eating cucumber”

“(name” smirked with delight, reaching down to poke at his cloaca”

“he got so many new experiences (yes, even beans on toast)”

“”did you just.. call me dude in a romantic way?”

““Were you expecting me to say ‘it’s dishonourable to attack when not ready!’?””

“(names) hands are shaking so much that he might actually shoot one of them in the foot. Which would seriously kill the mood.”

“Is he not also deserving of being a sexy pirate with huge tits?”

“He doesn’t know what he’ll do if (name) pulls away and starts talking again. Cry, probably.”

“sorry i was possessed by an evil spirit called homosexuality writing this”

“im normal *paces around my cage*”

“i need to fuck this himbo.”

“am I saying that gay sex is the solution to relationship problems? Absolutel- *dies*”

“and precisely nothing changes between Pearl and Scott.”

“the real fantasy here is having a shower that's big enough for more than one person lmao”

“not like he was thinking of boneing (name) or (name) anytime soon.”

“(name) has eaten (name) out (wow that's really a sentence I just typed)”

“Tea anon *shakes you like a maraca*”

“because holy hell (name) has got to have some absolutely incredible thighs”

“I know that we all universally agree that (name) has the biggest dick on the server”

“I just think they should fuck and it would solve all their problems. Or make them worse, but at least they’d have fucked <3”

““tiddies plz? May I have a face full of them?””

“(especially after he's been fucked into the next century by her-)”

“When he is satisfyied and (name) is a right mess and a little hard- (name) just leaves lmao”

“You have my utmost respect and love person who suggested it I will give you a handshake”

“Hi I have a headache the size of Texas but that doesn’t stop the Headcanons from plaguing me like visions.”

“(name) just walkin around butt ass naked, dick out :sobs: /pos”

“getting the fucked and bred into the next century-“

“"he's a fucking dumbass jesus christ i want to bear his children"”

“(name) lingered, because he was a simple man, and couldn’t turn down a chance to look at (name)’s ass. In his defence, it was not a bad choice. Man.”

“Not that burying his face in (name)’s tits was a bad time,”

“(name) slurred out a grumbling complaint, so far from any word that (name) was almost impressed.”

“(name), I am going to set you on fire, please.”

“(name) raised his eyebrows at (name)’ choice to not wear underwear. The man was truly feral sometimes.”

“This goes even harder (hehe)”

“Why do school work when imaginary men can fuck in our heads *gets run over*”

“Unfortunately, it covered all of (name)’s actual ass,”

“his eyes relaxing and focusing in on the much nicer view of (name)’s chest.”

““Are you saying that to me, or my boobs?””

“little panting sounds as he tried to remember how to breathe.”

“He needed to scream into a pillow, like, now. And then do other things with that pillow”

“She could talk to him however the fuck she wanted after riding him like that.”

“And my god if anyone saw his back they'd think he got attacked by a bear or something “

“(name)’s sense of time is a little – hah! – fucked right now.”

“resisted that dang mouth”

“(name) has two tits!”

“a worker is giving him a weird look for clearly having boner while staring at some bell peppers.”

“He really was a friend shaped nugget”

““If it's not a booty call I'm not interested,” “

“(name) bussy canonically has the power to unlock peoples closeted inner fruit”

“the glass was so fragile that gay sex was enough to shatter it”

“just waiting for (name) to calm down. (name) also waits for (name) to calm down.”

“and enjoy the ride””

“nor does (name) actually get off on being commanded to fuck. (well, he might. i've never asked.)”

““I’m at a vulnerable time in my species transition and you’re making sex slave jokes?””

““Well, stop being horny for five seconds and let me finish explaining.””

“Gotta have a weird gay thing going with at least one of your friends at all times.””

““Oh no, your dick is broken! I’m prescribing you blow jobs~””

“trying to look calm and collected. like a cucumber.”

“giving it the sloppiest toppy he could in his state.”

-🍞

“Breed! Breed! Breed! Mate! Mate! Mate!” I felt that. LOL

““Are you saying that to me, or my boobs?”” FAVE FAVE FAVE

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All the HCs I’ve done but ALEJANDRO EDITION!!

All the head cannons ive done but our favorite Mexican man. Cause TBH who doesn’t love his goofy ass.

ALSO YES I AM ALIVE!! I have a lot of request and work has been killing me lately! So if you have a request you sent im still doing them i swear! Enjoy!!

Relationship:

+CAN AND WILL SERENADE YOUUU

+won your heart with his guitar. That is just the truth. You try to lie and say something more romantic.

+He gets offended that you think it wasn't romantic.

+Honestly, he's when he isn't working, HES A PUPPY! He's so happy to be around you and wants to get up and do things with you.

+It is not uncommon to see you two roaming the streets of Las Almas till dusk because he honestly wants to.

+HE MAKES THE BEST FOOD HAND DOWN!! IF YOU WANNA DATE A MAN FOR HIS COOKING YOU CAN NOT AND I REPEAT C A N N O T BEAT ALEJANDRO

+If you aren't a fan of Mexican food, he's okay with it. He would usually make you a separate meal cause you aren't stopping him from his Carnita Enchiladas.

+His family (if he does have any) Is very kind to you! If you don't speak Spanish, they try their best to speak English and you try to talk as much as Alejandro teaches you.

+Going through your daily chores doing Spanish lessons with him

+ Legit, your number one fan! in everything, no matter what. 

Sick

:+You wanna know the best thing about Mexican/ Hispanic foods? THERE IS A LOT OF SOUP!!!

+SOUP IS NEVER JUST BORING CHICKEN NOODLES! THIS MAN MAKES IT ALL; FIDEO, MENUDO, CALDO DE QUESO! AKA surprise soup every day.

+ Takes over all the chores in the house. All of them

+ *INSERT DEAFENING VOLUME SPANISH MUSIC* You already know he's doing more dancing than actually cleaning.

+ Vix... If you know, you know...

+He's not entirely against medicine, but let's say he's wary about it... Won't stop you from doing it tho. It's more of a personal thing. 

+ About him getting sick, "Si no te estás muriendo, estás bien." If you aren't dying, you're fine.

+You often argue with him over this mentality because he gets really bad sometimes. I mean he needs to go to the hospital before because of it

.+AKA Good luck trying to keep this puto in place. That will be the biggest challenge

. Christmas:

+1st day of November, He gives no fucks.

+Prob took out the tree the day after Halloween.

+you get new ornaments every single year, this year you found one from a series you like. Mister over here got a T-Rex with some skis.

+ He's not particularly too religious but he does have religious-based decorations. You know the usual, baby Jesus and the three wise men. You may have given some new decorations to the Virgin Mary you may not have.

 +He does go to church Christmas morning with his family. He always asks you if you want to come and if you don't that's okay with him.

 +There's a cookout at his family's place that lasts a bit, nothing too crazy! Lots of dancing, live music and of course, great food.

+THE REAL KICKER IS THE PARTY ALEJANDRO TAKES YOU TO WITH HIS SQUAD. Ooooh, THAT PLACE IS LIVELY!

+yall both drank so much you blacked out. Luckily you didn't drive home that night. Rudy did, but you wouldn't know that till later.

Wedding:

+The wedding was in Las Almas, no doubt. At least it would be tough to convince him for it to be anywhere else.

+if you had to pick anywhere if you didn't want a church wedding, then it would be in the woods nearby. Nice and scenic!

+He spent whatever to have it look the way you wanted. Any expense as long as he deemed it reasonable.

+The ceremony itself was amazing! Mystical and beautiful, felt as if you were in your little fairy tale.  AND TO BE MARRIED TO ALEJANDRO! oh, honey, you were in tears.

+Yall already know who his best man is. 100% Rudy, and if they could make it, Soup and Ghost.

+ The reception after was WILD! Not perfect though. 

+paid for a custom cake and umm... it arrived... a little lopsided but that's okay! A little melted too but it's okay, still edible!

+He slammed your face into your slice of cake. Soon after met with the same fate. Cake faced, he acted shocked and offended.

+didn't get absolutely shitfaced at your own wedding surprisingly. Everyone who was a guest, except the designated driver, got hammered. 

+overall 9.5/10 would marry again.

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I Don't Know You || Seventeen Jeonghan X Twice Nayeon Fanfic

Chapter 1: Nayeon's Arrival

Present:

Nayeon stepped out of the taxi with her bags, scanning the school's dormitory. She let out a long sigh, both of excitement and a bit of anxiousness. It's been 8 years, she's finally back in Korea. I hope I can finally meet him again.

Why should you meet tho? After all those hurtful words you've said, do you still expect to be friends?

She pushed her thoughts aside as she enters the building. She walked her way through the long corridor until she reached a room with a sign: Dorm Master's Office

She knocked on the door before entering.

"Come in!" Said the lady without looking at her. Her eyes didn't leave the pile of paper works on her desk. Nayeon noticed the name plate on her desk - Lee Ji Eun. She's in the right place.

"Annyeonghaseyo." she shyly greeted the lady, "Uhm I'm Im Nayeon. I'm a new student."

The lady lifted her face to look at Nayeon. Nayeon could not hide her surprise. With her tiny nose and soft cute features, she looked young enough to be one of Nayeon's classmates. Her aura, however, showed maturity.

"Oh, I've been waiting for you. Sit down" She stood up, leaving her paper works. She pulled one of the drawers on the side of the room and scanned the folders. "Im Nayeon." She took the folder with Nayeon's name and went back to her desk.

Nayeon patiently waits while her dorm master reads her documents, "Sooo, you're from the US?"

"Yes, I lived there for 8 years." She politely replied.

"Hmm, you speak korean fluently though. I think you'll get along well with the other girls." She hands Nayeon the key to her room.

Nayeon sighed in relief as she took her key, "I really hope so."

Ms. Lee discussed some dorm rules before leading Nayeon to her room. They passed by a few number of rooms where they were greeted by students, some curious about the new girl.

"Here it is. Your roommates might be out. Dinner is at seven. Curfew starts at 8pm." Ms. Lee opened the door for her, revealing a cozy minimalist room.

Nayeon thanks her before she leaves. Smiling with optimism, she scans the room and chooses one of the two double deck beds. She unpacks her things on the lower deck, her mind swirling with thoughts as she organizes her stuff.

Gosh! Is this even for real?! The thought of her going back to Korea felt unreal until now. The thought of visiting Jeonghan terrified her. What if he pushes me away??

"Nooooo!" She buries her face on the clothes she unpacked. Luckily, there was no one in the room to witness her weirdness.

She shakes her head, trying to calm herself down.

*bzzzzt* *bzzzzt* she reaches out for her phone. Dad calling...

"Appa, I got to the dorm safely. I'm unpacking my things." She reasurres her dad.

"Great! How's the place, sweetie? Are they treating you well?" Her dad sounded like his daughter was in her first day at a daycare center. She's always been a baby to him even though she's 18 already.

"So far so good, I've only met the dorm master. My roommates might arrive later. Don't worry dad, I can look over myself." She misses him but at the same time, she felt like she needed to be independent this time. After all, she's now a grown up.

"Can't help it, sweetie. You're miles away and you're gonna live with strangers!" There's his dramatic voice again, he sounded exactly like her mom. And that sweet tone, it didn't match his muscular body.

She closed the cabinet as soon as she finished transferring her things, "Relax, Dad, I can make friends with my room mates." She's always been the first to approach people so it won't be a problem.

"Alright, stay safe always, okay? Call me anytime, sweetie! By the way, have you checked the address I sent you? You sure can go there alone?"

"Yes, Dad, I'll figure it out." She sounded confident but deep inside her heart was pounding at the thought.

"Okay, I hope they're still there. You know, I wasn't able to catch up with your uncle in years."

"I hope so too, we'll see. Dad, I'm done packing. I'm going now, I'll give you an update." She puts the bag of chocolates in her small bag. Can't go there empty handed, knowing her best friend loves to eat. Or shall we say ex-best friend?

"Okay, sweetie! Tell me when you get back to the dorm, alright?"

"Yes, Dad. I'm going. Love you! *mwah*" she kissed the phone as if it was her dad.

"Love you, sweetie!" She ended the call then checked her small bag. This is it, Nayeon! Calm down!

She leaves her room with the door locked and gets herself a taxi. It took them 30 minutes to reach Gyeonggi. The path became more familiar to Nayeon as they got nearer to Jeonghan's place. A part of her longed for him and a part of her was scared. Gosh! Am I really gonna do this?

FLASHBACK:

Nayeon steps out of the house and looks at it one last time. Maybe it was better to leave. It feels harder the longer they stay there. It's been a few weeks after her mom's death and she still could not get over it. Her parents have been planning to move to the US for quite some time now. She pleaded with her parents to stay instead. She couldn't leave Jeonghan. However, with the memories of her mom's death and with what Jeonghan did yesterday, she finally gave in.

How could he? She still couldn't understand why he did it. He always played pranks but this was too much for her to take. Jeonghan, of all people, broke her trust.

"Sweetie, it's time to go." Nayeon's dad lightly touched her cheeks as he carried one of their bags with the other hand.

She nodded and took a last look at their house.

"NAYEONNIEE!" It was Jeonghan. He put down his bike and run to her, panting. She didn't say a word.

"Yo-you're leaving?" Jeonghan stuttered, looking at the bags being loaded into the car. "Was it because of the flowers?"

She didn't want to remember it. She walked past him and headed to the car. She stopped when Jeonghan grabbed her hand, she couldn't look at him. She stared at the ground, her eyes slowly blurring because of the tears building up in her eyes.

"Nayeon, please, I'm sorry." Although she couldn't see him, she knew he was crying.

"I don't want you to leave. Please stay." Both of his hands grasped her little hand.

"I regret being friends with you. I wish I never knew you." Tears started rolling down her cheeks as she pulled her hand away.

"Nayeonnie." She walked towards the car, her heart felt heavy as she moved.

"Dad, let's go." It was almost a whisper, her throat was too dry.

"Okay." Her dad loaded the last bag.

Just before he went inside the car, he walked towards Jeonghan. He lowered himself to reach the boys' small stature and wiped his tears, "Jeonghan-ah, it's been a hard time for Nayeon. Maybe she just needs some time to get over what happened. You can still be friends."

"B-but she hates me." He gasped for air in between his words.

"Trust me, she'll forget about it." He patted the boy's head as he stood up. "We'll be leaving, okay?"

Jeonghan bit his lips at the thought of his best friend leaving. Nayeon's dad went inside the car and the engine started. Before he knew it, the car had already left. His best friend had left him.

It took a moment before he grabbed his bike and went home.

Nayeon and her dad reached the airport. They still got a few minutes before their flight. She was silent the whole time when her dad received a call.

"Hey, we are now at the airport. Is Jeonghan home? He came at our house before we left." It was Jeonghan's dad.

He stood up after hearing Jeonghan's dad's answer, "Wait, what?? But a few hours had passed, he's supposed to be home by now."

Nayeon suddenly felt a jolt on her stomach.

"Goodness gracious, try looking around our house. He might still be there... okay okay. Give me an update when you get there." He ended the call and sat on the bench, worry visible on his face.

"Dad?" Nayeon tugged on her dad's shirt.

He pulled her towards him and gave her a comforting hug. Different scenarios flooded her head while they waited for news about Jeonghan.

*riiing* Nayeon's dad immediately answered the call. "Hello, did you find him?"

Her dad fell silent for a moment, his hand covered his mouth in disbelief.

"Dad, what happened?" Her stomach clenched.

Her dad stood up,"Are you on the way to the hospital?" He walked away from his daughter, not wanting her to hear their conversation, "Stay here."

Nayeon watched as her dad moved to the corner, talking with Jeonghan's dad on the phone.

What happened? Is he ok? I shouldn't have pushed him away. She instantly regretted what she said.

"Passengers for 7pm flight to Los Angeles, California, please proceed to the departure area. Passengers for 7p.m. flight to Los Angeles, California, please proceed to the departure area."

Nayeon's dad went back to her and gave her a faint smile. He started picking up their bags.

"Dad, can we go see him?" Nayeon tugged on his shirt with watery eyes.

He knelt and held his daughter's cheeks, "Nayeon-ah, we have to go. Promise, I'll ask your uncle for updates."

"I-I shouldn't have pushed him away." She sobbed as tears started rolling down her cheeks.

"Shhh" he pulled her into a hug. It's just been a few weeks after his daughter cried non-stop because of her mom's death and now this, "Everything is gonna be fine, Sweetie. But we have to go."

"Dad, please. Please!" She cried louder, scared she could lose him too.

She panicked when he carried her, "Dad, please!"

End of flashback:

"Ma'am, we're here."

Nayeon snapped out of her deep thoughts upon hearing the driver. She stepped out as soon as she paid him.

Here it is! I'm finally doing it! Nayeon swallowed hard before finally stepping forward to the gate. She wondered as she stepped on the dried leaves on the steps, an unusual view at the Yoon's house. She knows Mrs. Yoon is someone who makes sure the house is always clean.

She pushed the thought aside and knocked 3 times, hoping for someone to answer. After a few seconds without a response, she knocked once again.

"Excuse me? Are you looking for the Yoon family?" A lady in her 50s approached Nayeon.

"Annyeonghaseyo." She greeted the lady, "Yes, Ma'am. Do you know if they're home? No one seems to be responding."

"Oh, they left 2 years ago. They've already sold the house. From what I've heard, the family transferred to Seoul." Her heart sank upon hearing the news. So I don't get to see him after all?

"Oh, I see. I might have to go then. Kamsahamnida" She thanked the lady and bid her goodbye.

Eeeeh, how am I supposed to find them? She leaned by the gate in defeat.

She went back to the dorm, disappointed. She waited for years to finally make peace with Jeonghan. She even rehearsed lines in her head only to find out that they left. So this is how it feels to be left behind. The 10 year old Jeonghan flashed in her mind. Was this how he felt that time? Actually, Nayeon, it was far worse.

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Hey, guys! 🤗 I hope you're liking the story so far. Were you also disappointed that Nayeon didn't get to meet Jeonghan? Feel free to leave some comments and if you liked the first chapter, your votes are very much appreciated 🥰 Now, sit back, scroll down, and enjoy the next chapters! 😁

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I was just thinking about the chainsaw man au earlier today and someone liked the old post so im gonna talk about it a lil bit :] Specifically Fred/Spooker’s whole dealio

So. It starts with Toast temporarily being out of commission and him and Ghost realizing that having a two-person devil-investigation team, while effective, is not the best in cases of emergency. Because of that, Toast recommends that Ghost hire someone new before the next investigation, that way they don’t leave someone stuck with a devil and Ghost doesn’t have to put his life at further risk. Neither of them are too sold on the idea at first, but eventually realize that the number of people who actually know them has dropped dramatically since they started their business.

With the structure of the AU, Ghost and Toast are collectively misanthropic because they’re basically married to their work and don’t seek to meet new people or make friends outside of it. So when most of their friends and connections either died or went cold, they just didn’t think to make new allies in their place, and they’ve just realized that might catch up to them. Plus— Ghost struggles to understand and get along with people, while Toast is working through a lot of trauma and is scared to make new friends. Luckily they put their lives first, and make a little eBay ad to try to get a new member.

In enters Fred! He’s about the same age as Ghost and seems a little skittish as soon as he meets up with Ghost. Initially waving him off as being dead weight, Ghost decides to give him a walkthrough of a job instead of an interview to try to scare him off. However, the job runs slow and the two get to know each other over time. Fred admits that while he’s had a couple encounters with devils before, which is why he said he thought he might be able to work with the team, he actually just really needed the money and was running out of options. He’s obviously anxious Ghost is going to be annoyed at his initial dishonesty, but Ghost concludes that being too invested in wanting to “take down” any specific demon is counterproductive to what they’re trying to do, so it might be better Fred is less personally involved.

Over the course of the job(s?), the new guy shows a lot of intelligence and understanding not of the devil, but the world around them and what seemed to be manipulated. He’s incredibly down-to-earth and is able to use his grasp on reality to stay calm when things start to get a little freaky. Ghost slowly comes to the conclusion that this guy might actually have a fighting chance and future in this career that he thought no one else would be able to survive, not least of all because he’d gone this long without being scared off. While originally Spooker only has one mission with PIE before him being a ghost ever came up, I think in the AU Ghost and Fred went on a few different jobs taking down weaker devils like practice rounds or something. Toast is in jail, probably for arson, through all of this and gets to hear Ghost slowly warm up to this guy he initially thought was hopeless. Toast had mixed feelings about the whole thing, but was mostly just happy Ghost wasn’t throwing himself into danger alone— and to a lesser extent— that Ghost was making friends.

Then, Ghost comes back in kind of mopey and explains that something happened. Ghost got overconfident and the pair ended up biting off more than they could chew, and only Ghost made it out. Toast at first tries consoling him, but Ghost cuts back in to blurt that ‘Fred’ is now a fiend of the devil that killed him (probably something like a devil representing things hiding in the darkness) and is still legally working for the team. Now, actual Spooker is here, and Ghost’s resentment of him isn’t unbiased or because he’s annoying, but because that guy is a devil who killed the first proper friend he made in years. Even as Spooker tries showing that he’s on the team’s side, Toast is the only one who accepts him as a real member of the team (after he is forgiven for the arson). Unfortunately for Ghost, Spooker is actually more helpful to the team, even managing to actively save Ghost’s life in a way non-devils couldn’t. However, Ghost becomes more bitter and irritable after this incident, and concludes that having anyone else work for PIE is stupid dangerous and can’t happen again.

Until Chris comes along a fe years later, of course— and this one doesn’t die! Chris probably isn’t invited into the case, but sneaks along because he recognizes the school they’re investigating as the one he went to as a kid, and became worried for the students and followed Ghost in.

[hey-its-cweepy]

Okay so first off, idk if its alright I do smth like this or not, if it is please let me know-

ALSO- I wanted to try my hand at other characters too! So I kinda just yeeted some of my/your ocs into a wheel and hoped for the best lol

Credit where credit is due: Tiam, Mythra, Leroy and Mellow belong to @fumikomiyasaki!

Anyway-

Marinus and Tiam:

As much as I joke around that he'd just violently grab Tiam and drink from the little straw on his head, (,,, which technically isnt a joke bcs he would and then say sorry while feeling really bad, especially if he left bruises,,,) Marinus would definitely still try to be careful to not hurt Tiam real bad- he'd also always thank him for the drink and be apologetic if he scared/hurt him, unless,,,, yk,,,, you like that sort of thing,,,,,,

Bullies? No problem! With Marinus by your side they probably already went "missing" got eaten but if you asked if he'd seen them, he'd just go "Nope, no idea where they could be :)" and then resume gremlin thoughts

Marinus will sometimes forget certain words from time to time, considering his mom didnt even really want him to get an education and just wanted him to be like a feral siren-

Expect minor things like "Holy shit, Tiam, its a bunch of quack quacks!" And they're freaking ducks-

And speaking of ducks- Marinus hates birds (mainly seagulls/pelicans) but ducks are an exception because "They're the only birds that are nice to me" so I dont think he'd get along too well with winged characters like Rubina-😔✌️

MARINUS WOULD NEVER BITE, SCRATCH, HISS OR GROWL AT TIAM- Unless of course he asked him too

Marinus WOULD however h*ld h*nds (how sinful) and Tiam's crooked smiles will be met with a sharped tooth gremlin smile <3

Also yes, you are right, a LOT of characters (my own/discord friend OCS) are afraid of Marinus or wanna fight 😔🤣 (I think its funny-)

However, just because Marinus has people scared of him, doesnt mean he isnt scared of things too! And he will absolutely freak out if anyone/anything covers his mouth (actually, I think being restrained in general could go here), if someone sees him while he's in siren form, etc (I'll probably add on more another time lol)

I almost forgor to mention, but hair is kinda a big thing for sirens (at least in my head, idk if disney will take it and throw it in my face that its not 💀) so, if Mari is comfy enough, he'd definitely be letting Tiam touch his hair, style it, do whatever with it tbh lol and expect him to do the same with Tiam's! (No, he doesnt care if its sticky-)

Im starting to think of ideas that are more dating-like and idk if thats ok so next character

Amos and Mythra:

THE DANCE COUPLE!!!

Probably only see each other on few occasions bc different schools 😔✌️

Maybe they could teach each other new moves too 👀

Amos, however, will dip just as fast as my dad did the moment somebody from her school/dorm walk in 💀💀💀

He's honestly a real charmer tho and knows how to treat a lady :tantrums:

I imagine ears/tails are also important to beast-people (?) just like hair is for sirens (unless Disney will yeet that im wrong in my face too-) so maybe some nice scenario of Mythra petting/gently scratching his ears while Amos purrs? 🥺 And then he gotta dip bcs Sindren 💀/LH /NF

I'll be honest, Amos is one of the newer characters and hasnt been developed as much as older characters that I havent introduced lol

Momo and Mellow

OKAY so- Momo (blue haired plant baby, I have posted him here before but I need to post a ref lol- I WILL DO THAT SOON THO-) has a habit of straight up running away from people that are taller than her, I mean freaking BOLTING the moment someone bigger than 5'10 (177cm) is in her vision-

But luckily, Mildew seems to be smaller than that, so she'll at least stay! :D

In order for them to be friends tho, they'd have to interact without Dallas in the picture (another piss gremlin I have yet to post a ref of, but basically he tells Momo bs to isolate her from everyone and she'd believe it because toxic relationships✨)

Momo would be really shy at first though, but I think it could work! Like a slowburn friendship (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

Momo is a little passionate about art (maybe not enough to go into full on rambles about different styles n stuff but enough to try it out herself although she doesnt usually share her artworks) so he'd probably occasionally glance over and stare a bit if she notices him making something but looking away immediately if Mellow looks back

(some Momo art for reference!)

Dallas and Leroy

I do not know if Leroy understands that Dallas is just being a crotch gremlin because his parents spoiled him rotten (and he's also only like... 15 💀) but regardless-

Dallas would hands down find a way to try and "egg on" Leroy to do something and then play the victim card in front of Crowley like he does to all the "big spooky" OCs

Like bullying the clothes he wears when he finds out its a heating issue and not "because he dresses weird", probably like "You're telling me a little bit of sunshine is going to screw you over? Quit being so sensitive"

HOWEVER, I feel like he'd just end up annoyed at the spiteful pranks and then the tables would turn as now its Dallas being served some humble pie (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

(Some Dallas art for reference!)

DONT LET THE EYES FOOL YOU HE'S A LITTLE TOXIC AND HATEFUL GREMLIN

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10 notes - Posted August 16, 2022

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Rivers of London - Ben Aaronovitch Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Peter Grant (Rivers of London), Sahra Guleed, Jennifer Vaughan, Miriam Stephanopoulos, Thomas Nightingale, Kimberley Reynolds Additional Tags: Case Fic, architecture, gothic architecture, Gargoyles Summary:

Peter is called to a break-in at just about the last place he expects, and soon discovers that the intruder's identity is even less expected.

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This is the story I wrote for Yuletide this year. I was SO sure that I was going to get Ted Lasso that when I got my assignment and saw I’d been matched on Rivers of London I didn’t have any idea what to write at first. But when I looked at my recipient keerawa’s prompts, the idea of a case fic touching on real events jumped out at me - if I could think of the right real event. Luckily, @firesign23 suggested Big Ben’s renovations, and something clicked in my brain and said: gargoyles!

And almost 11,000 words later, here we are. 😂

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Game of Thrones (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jaime Lannister/Brienne of Tarth Characters: Brienne of Tarth, Jaime Lannister, Josmyn "Peck" Peckledon Additional Tags: One Night Stands, Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting Summary:

Six months after an eventful night in the mountains that feels more like a dream than reality, Brienne makes an unwelcome discovery on the day she starts her new job.

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This is my story for the JB Fic Exchange, which I wrote for the lovely @writergirl2011

It’s been eight months since I last wrote anything, so it was really nice to sit down and let the words flow again.

A big thanks to @firesign23 and her team for all their hard work running the exchange this year! (And also thanks to @firesign23 for reading this baby through when she had so much else going on yesterday.)

19 notes - Posted August 16, 2022

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What a truly progressive government looks like

The man in this photo is Gough (pronounced Goff) Whitlam, the 21st prime minister of Australia. Fifty years ago, on 2 December 1972, Gough Whitlam’s Australian Labor Party won the federal election, and ushered in easily the most progressive government Australia has ever had. It was a government that truly changed Australia, and set it on the path towards being the country it is today.

Gough (he was one of those rare politicians who was widely known simply by his first name. There was truly only one Gough) was tall and imposing, with silver hair and dark eyebrows, and a booming voice that delivered his razor sharp wit. When he led the ALP to victory in 1972, the party had been out of government for 23 long years, and were determined to make a difference when at last they were back in power. As you’ve probably worked out from the glorious 1970s t-shirts in the picture, the election campaign slogan was It’s Time. It featured in a famous election ad jingle, performed by Alison McCallum and accompanied by many famous faces of the time.

After winning the 1972 election, Gough wasted no time in implementing his election promises. Not willing to wait until the final results of the election were confirmed and the full ministry could be appointed, he and his deputy, Lance Barnard, were sworn in as prime minister and deputy prime minister on 5 December. Between the two of them, they held all 27 government portfolios for two weeks until the rest of the ministry was sworn in. The duumvirate, as it was known:

ordered negotiations to establish full relations with China

ended conscription in the Vietnam War

freed the conscientious objectors who had been jailed for refusing conscription

ordered home all remaining Australian troops in Vietnam

re-opened the equal pay case (for women, who were at that time by law paid less than men for doing the same job) and appointed a woman, Elizabeth Evatt, to the Commonwealth Conciliation and Arbitration Commission, the body that made the decision

abolished sales tax on the contraceptive pill

announced major grants for the arts

appointed an interim schools commission

barred racially discriminatory sport teams from Australia, and instructed the Australian delegation at the United Nations to vote in favour of sanctions on apartheid South Africa and Rhodesia

And that was just the first two weeks.

In the three years that followed, the Whitlam government:

introduced a national universal health scheme

abolished university fees

abolished the death penalty for federal crimes

established Legal Aid

replaced God Save the Queen with Advance Australia Fair as the national anthem

replaced the British honours system with the Order of Australia

created the family court and introduced no fault divorce, the first country in the world to do so

ended the White Australia policy

introduced the racial discrimination act

advocated for Indigenous rights, including creating the Aboriginal Land Fund and the Aboriginal Loans Commission, and returned some of their traditional lands to the Gurunji people in the Northern Territory. This was the first time that any Australian government had returned land to its original custodians. Here’s a famous photograph by Mervyn Bishop of Gough pouring a handful of red earth into the hands of Gurunji leader Vincent Lingiari, ‘as a sign that this land will be in the possession of you and your children forever‘:

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45 notes - Posted December 2, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

You...watched it??? The Netflix-so-called-Persuasion???? I mean. I don't think I have an actual question. Was it just that human urge to stare at a car crash/doom scroll?

@firesign23 and I watched it together. It was good to have someone to scream at as we somehow made our way through it.

I have to say: NOTHING could have prepared me for how bad it is. It is WAY worse than the trailer. And it's not just a dreadful, dreadful DREADFUL adaptation that understands NOTHING about the novel it's allegedly based on. It's not just that it neither knows nor cares about the social rules, styles and fashions of the Regency period.

It's quite simply one of the worst movies I've ever seen in my life. Just so, SO bad. The makers of it clearly have utter contempt for their audience. The way it veers wildly between slapstick comedy and angst, the complete lack of chemistry between (allegedly) Anne and the block of wood playing Wentworth, the random decisions that the characters make which make NO SENSE WHATSOEVER. (Eg. After a conversation with Wentworth on a beach, Anne walks into the water, fully-clothed, and then swims around for a bit. Presumably she then walks back to where she's staying in a soaking wet dress. And yeah, that's a spoiler, but honestly it should serve as a warning, if anyone needs one.)

Henry Golding, who plays Mr Elliot, is the one member of the cast who seems to have realised just what sort of movie he's in, and his performance is COMPLETELY over the top. Perhaps the scene where he explains his Sekrit Plan to Anne with no prompting (because clearly the audience would not have picked up on it without it being spelled out to them) gave him a clue. The bit right near the end where he's kissing Mrs Clay in the street was so extreme that @firesign23 and I both completely lost it. I guess it's better to laugh derisively than to scream in horror?

So, I bet you're sorry you (didn't) ask that question, hey? 😂

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[kalopses-sonderes]

Frost queen cookie x terminal ill!gn!reader.

 You live in the middle of a snowy forest, your house stays nearby a village where you gather materials to make little sculptures and snow globes. After you were diagnosed with a rare illness that doesn’t have a cure, you decided to live the rest of your life the best you can. But in one particular day, there was a very big snow storm, “ugh why did I do that”, you asked yourself, while trying to walk through the snow storm, “I could have gotten the materials another day, but nooo, I had to do everything today”, you said to yourself. “At least it can’t get worst” “owoooooo”, “me and my big mouth”, cream wolfs started to run after you, you started to run, “now this is great, come on throw something bigger I dare y-ahhhhh!”, because of the snow, you end up falling from a cliff, the good news is that you survived, the bad news is that you are unconscious.

(In the next day).

 You wake up in a bed, in a room seemingly made of ice, you look out of the window, only to see that you were in a castle made of ice, when you got out of the room, you tried to go for the nearest exit, but you end up in the throne room. And you saw the monster that haunted children, sitting at the throne, shadows hiding her face, the Frost witch. “No t-thats impossible, Y-you don’t exist, you are nothing but a stupid children’s tale!”, you said terrified, “how rude of your part, I saved you from that fall and you say thank you like this?”, said the Frost witch, “that’s not even my real name”, “ok, so w-what’s your real name?”, the Frost witch was surprised, nobody asked about her real name before, the cookie got up and got out of the shadows, “well, my real name is, Frost Queen Cookie”, the cookie said. You were speechless, of how beautiful the cookie looks, her beautiful yet emotionless face, her shining blue eyes, and her smooth soft hair, “w-w-well m-my name is y-y/n cookie”. You stayed at Frost Queen Cookie castle, for some days, In between these days, you started to create a friendship with her. When you finally went home, you felt a little empty. You manage to find the path that lead to Frost Queen Cookie castle, and started to daily visit her, to go with her in strolls around the forest, or to drink tea, you actually developed a crush on her (I can’t blame you).

 Today you decided to make a gift for her to show your love, it was simple a snow globe, with little statue that resembled you inside of it, holding a heart, in the base of the snow globe, says, “I love you”. You went again to Frost Queen Cookie castle, and gave the immortal cookie the present, she opened, looked and said “I love you too, y/n cookie.”

 You are a very lucky cookie, dating such a beautiful cookie like Frost Queen was unthinkable. Cookies around the village saw you way more happy, you started to carve wood sculptures of your girlfriend, the kids from the village would ask, who was she, and you simply said I was someone very important. Days have passed, but everything changed, one day you were walking through the cold hallways of the castle, “cough”,cough”,”tud”, you started to cough strawberry jam, and you fell to the ground. Frost Queen Cookie, luckily saw you laying in the ground, “my love, what happened?”, you could see panic in her eyes, “doctor… village… help”, right away, she picked you up, and went to the village.

 When she got there, everyone was surprised, “is that the Frost witch?!”, “I don’t know she looks like so much those carvings that y/n cookie make”, “wait is that y/n cookie?! What did you do to them?!”, “where is the doctor?!” she says, panicking overwhelming her. You woke up in the bed of a infirmary, Frost Queen cookie right beside you. “Why didn’t you tell me about your disease”, she questioned you, “i-im sorry my Queen, in simply forgot, all the time we spend together, made me forget that I would die soon.”, you replied, “the doctor said you have only weeks, maybe days, what am I going to do without you?”, she said, “I…. I don’t know “.

 Days has passed since the incident, you started to live in her castle, you were growing weaker, coughing strawberry jam was actually normal now. Frost Queen cookie search about your disease in her old books, in hopes to find a cure, that type of illness was very rare, so rare that there wasn’t many documents talking about, but every document said the same thing, incurable, the cookie searched every piece of information, wrote many many notes, double check the information. Cursing her self in the process, “how could I be so blind, so stupid”, she would say to herself, surely there was a cure, she just needed more time, sleep didn’t matter to her, eat didn’t matter too, the only thing that matters is you. One time you saw her, sleeping on the table, she was very tired, with books and notes scattered everywhere, you put an blanked over Frost Queen cookie, only to find a note under her head, “cryonic preservation?”, you asked yourself.

 (One week later)

 Those notes that you saw, that you thought it was nothing but gibberish, was now clear and shine like ice. You were in one of the many rooms of the castle, together with your love, Frost Queen cookie. “Are you sure this is going to work, my Queen?”, you asked Frost Queen cookie, “Yes it will, when you get frozen, the disease will stop from evolving, don’t worry I double checked every information as possible. It’s for your own safety.”, she replied. “There is nothing you can do my love, I think I… we should just accept fate”, you said with tears in the corner of your eyes, “I will cure you, I love you y/n cookie”, “I love you too, Frost Queen Cookie”. With that, using her staff, she casted a spell, frozen you and putting your body, inside a block of ice, that is shaped like a crystal.

 Frost Queen cookie, went to her throne room, and sat on her throne. She saw your present, the snow globe, placed on the armrest, she picked up, and started to look at the object remembering the good memories of the past.

“This gift means a lot to me, from strangers to friends to lovers, that was our love story. You brought to my life, happiness, comfort, warmth, but life itself took you away from me. For now you will be remembered like that, surrounded by winter, forever beauty, forever youth, but for me you will be always remembered as the sparkle of fire that warmed my heart of ice. Rest well y/n cookie, my snowflake, my love, I will find a cure. And we will share warmth with each other once again, one day… I hope”. With only a tear, dropping from her cheek.

I took a lot of inspiration from Batman’s most known villain mr. freeze. I won’t enter in much detail about him, but the story itself, is already a summary for his motives.

it feels so good reading this again

[ya-boi-haru]

Sharing my irl conspiracy theory about dreaming!

(Tw: talks of derealisation)

So I have a conspiracy that dreams are actually you living (or seeing through) an ulternate reality. The bodies are merely vessels in which our souls/spirits travel to between worlds.

Sometimes you may wake up in an alternate reality where everything is the same except for one minor detail. The colour of something may change, or something is a little to the left, or maybe this change doesn't apply to you.

I've been in places, while dreaming, more than once and have been aware of it.

A common one for me is my Grandparents farm. I've been on a few adventures there, each in a different section of the farm and when walking past certain areas i know whats there and what happened in that section, I know they're there but I can't focus on seeing them, so i usually avoid them and continue with whatever im doing. (Note each dream these happen in can be months to years apart of me having them)

Another time I've been aware I was in the wrong reality was when I was hanging with my friends in a place that looked like my primary school. They asked if i wanted to come to rehearsal (we were all theatre kids here apparently) and I said "No, cause I'll probably be leaving soon" when they asked what I meant, I explained that I wasn't from here, I was from another world and that their Haru was most likely seeing through my life. I assured them no one was in danger, but I did wonder how to get back. I remember knowing not to stress about it cause I would be back soon. I explained what my life was like to them and how different it was, but I don't remember much more to that one anymore.

Another place I go to is this hotel. I've only been a couple times, but I don't think I've been there in real life. I always remember it by its odd hallway beams, dark blood orange edge with cream/off-white colour and large circles through it, with glass to the right to show through to the room/s. More recent events have shown a white marble staircase that leads to the lobby.

In one of my visits to this Hotel, I remember the world was ending, the sun was getting close and crashing into Earth.

Some of us accepted our fate and spent their last moments as they chose, while others tried to look for a solution. I was the type to look for a solution. Luckily I managed? We were able to "pull a rick and morty" and create a portal to another reality where the world was fine.

As people starting stepping into the portal, I remember looking out the window at the town: red sky, the town cracking and breaking down to the core that it looked like magma covering everything, the sun very much approaching.

I remember stepping through the portal but before I could see the other side I woke up.

I've never been so confused, part me knew it was a dream and another part was relieved that It worked. But I was mostly terrified. I woke up genuinely believing that the world was ending and that we had escaped it and i was in a new life and for a moment I didn't know where I was. I tired to listen to the voice that told me it was a dream but it wasn't working, so I started to google any disaster news about the sun or end of the world. When nothing showed, I layed back down and tried to calm down and get a sence of reality again.

Another one I just remembered: When I was young I had a dream I was running from someone. It ended up with them shooting me in the back and I felt it. When the person shot me again I woke up.

Souls/Spirits can't survive in a dead body which Is why when we die in dreams we wake up, cause we can't survive the "visit" anymore.

When on the topic of these kinds of dreams, I like to tell this one that my friend had. (I won't get too into it cause it wasn't my dream) but basically her parents gave her a small, pink, sparkly dog plush. When she woke up, the toy was at the end of her bed. When she asked her family about it, none of them had seen it before or knew what it was. Maybe some of us are strong enough to manifest some parts of dreams into our current reality??

This last one wasn't exactly a dream but it did still scare me. It actually links to a conspiracy I have about a parallel unseen world linked with ours, (but more on that another day)

Now I'm not sure if it was actually my leg cramping up in my sleep or something that caused this. But I remember rolling over and then this... beast, digging its claws into my leg and scratching down it. I'd be convinced it was a actually cramp if It wasn't for the fact I could feel the blood pouring out of my leg and into my sheets. I didn't move for a moment from shock and fear I'd anger the creature more, but after that moment I bolted up to cover my leg only to find that it was completely fine. Not a scratch or blood drop in sight, and it felt 100% normal, no signs of strain or anything.

Dreams are weird.