#so im seperating the listener and myself

[gayandangery]

I like listening to m4m audios and no I'm NOT gonna think about what that means for the gender situation :)

[ribcagewolf]

if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more (home, like noplace is there 2014 studio album by american emo band the hotelier)

[nintendont2502]

Lmao I found this old video I made to try and explain what my mind sounds like most of the time and its. Pretty accurate

(warning for just way too many sounds playing at once. Seriously it isn't a fun time lmao)

[landofgay]

regressing to grade 8 by listening to old music

[deepwithintheabyss]

abyss I need Slade doing the am I the asshole but with his relationship with Dick. And he’s like “his father is younger than me. And disapproves. Problematic? Also my boyfriend is 23 and pregnant. Thanks.”

Tim would obviously find the account and flip his shit

This had me cackling, very specific request. (fuck how old is Slade again?), also this would probably be something he gets advised for going to the relationships thread (okay not anymore after I edited my first idea) (I'm talking like I know and use reddit xD I just see some screenshots)

fullfilled the first part of the prompt but not the second, hope you're happy anyways

AITA threatening to whisk my partner away after his father threatened to make us break up?

I'm gonna be frank, I only am writing this because my boyfriend thinks it's a funny idea.

Aparently the fact that I was a teenager while my partners adopted father was just a child is one of the man's main concerns and he tries to bring it up ever single time we see each other. If it's not that it's about my job and what I do and the rules he tries to impose upon me for being "part of the family now" or when I'm in his home city.

I think he's being unreasonable and needlessly concerned. It's not like the he is much older than my partner, age-wise they're more like brothers than father and son (not to mention that the whole family relationships are a mess anyway, I swear they change it every few months just to fuck with me)

After he learned my partner was pregnant he threatened me with several bodily harm and a promise to ensure that I would never be able to touch my partner again or be able to come near him, much less see my child. He even tried to imply that he would try to convince my partner to abort but we are all aware that my partner wants to have children and wouldn't listen to such a request. (Also the Bastard is weak for children as well so that was most likely a bluff to begin with).

Upon this I told him that if he even tried to seperate me and my partner I would flee the country and move somewhere where even the bastard wouldn't be able to find us.

He took this very seriously and got even more problematic, instead of backing down (not that that was to be expected). His... there is no good word to describe that person, my partners adopted grandparent disapproved of my choice of words and tried to tell me I was very out of line for it.

I do not think I am in the wrong whatsoever, nor does my partner. We are both allowed to do what we want with our own lives and I think it would actually be helpful if my partner left the controlling clutches of his father, at least for long enough to raise our child.

While the rest of the family is a bit wary of me it is for very different reasons and no one else has opposed our relationship yet. (Ignoring my partners youngest brother but that's more childish jealousy from suddenly having to share my partners attention with me.)

So am I the asshole for threatening to distance myself and my partner from his adoptive father until he learns to calm down about our relationship?

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lillypads98 WAit wait wait wait we need more information, you are how old??? and you think it's just okay to be together with your patner? and whats up with the fmaily anyway??? hello is no one questioning this??

TforTimeSpentThinkingAboutSpleens lmao if this is who i think it is and i dont think im wrong then im going to make sure all the others see this too also i would NEVER let him vanish like that nice try

neoforhero NTA for sure, sounds like your partners father has some serious control issues, while I think you might have reacted a bit extreme it seems to be something that has been building up for a while. (He tries to control your behaviour when you enter the city??? Who does he think he is? Fricking Batman?

[bokunosoul]

Hiiii ur head canons are literally so good could u make an actual story for the undertaker one from ur “Black Butler men as cliché love tropes pt. 2” post?? It’s too good😏

Once upon a Victorian love story

AN : Oh god this request was like 2 years ago, im so sorry i had a writers block and an unmotivated self ): So i hope this long one shot will be acceptable.

Warnings : This was before undertaker becomes a funeral director, typo errors, reader is sent bac kin the 1800s, angst, past lovers au, abuse, messed up shit in the era, death, im using "adrian crevan" as undertaker's name for this au but it's not official yet (only a theory)

I was sitting the the bus for what seems like eternity now. It was the day of the most awaited college fieldtrip for your history major, everyone is exempted in the finals. Except you need to join this trip and write a thousand words essay to pass.

“Hey y/n!” i turn my head to my friend Samantha who is my seatmate for this trip. "Just in time!" she was panting heavily and i sighed. She was always like this, a last minute go'er kinda girl.

A minute later the professor started doing a roll call for each students---everyone was present. After that the bus started hitting the road, i turn to the bus window and just grabbed my airpods on and listened to some music to pass time whilst watching the view.

Two hours later, we arrived at the outskirts of London. The road was getting narrow and narrow as it reaches the misty forest. Crows flock and squawked around the huge gate of the museum which gave off an mysterious aura at the place. Intriguing.

The huge rusty gate opens automatically and your classmates started filming the place as the bus enters the museum. It has amazing landscape and a castle-like exterior that was well maintained. It was amazing on how it was preserved for 150+ years.

"Ah, Mr. Brown! welcome! welcome!" an elderly man wearing a butler's outfit greets our professor. They seemed to be well acquainted with each other as they hugged each other.

Samantha drags me away in front of the students gathering which a tour guide was calling the attention of all the students. "Welcome to the Phantomhive museum students of the University of England! I am Oliver Smith your official tour guide for this trip." he says and continues making a speech on how about this museum is actually a manor back in the victorian era, where a earl used to live in.

The tour guide leads the steps to the museum and the huge oak doors were already opened, inside it was a floor filled with black and white marbled floor, Greek columns, ceiling decked with lighted chandeliers that made you look in awe, paintings hanged up on the wall on top of the dark oak grand staircase.

You followed the guide upstairs again, which led to a dimly lit hallway which the only light source is the windows. I took out my camera and took photos of several victorian artifacts to document and write about.

After that, the tour guide let us roam around the manor but gave off an warning on prohibited activities such as trespassing the locked rooms, touching the objects and a bunch of other stuff. I walked away and looked around which i ended up suddenly seperated from my friend.

Being bored, you decided to just wander around the museum. You suddenly felt a familiar presence, you stopped and look directly at the gigantic painting encased in gold on top of a fire place. There was a man whom dressed in black holding a scythe of death with a peculiar look of smile on his face and a woman on his side who seems to be in a casket laying beautiful in white.

You found yourself looking the the masterpiece intensely "She is beautiful as always even in her last breath." i turn to look at beside me, it was a man with ominous black hair, maybe a bit older than you and was wearing a butler outfit radiating an peculiar aura. Maybe he's another tour guide? i said to myself

I just stood there frozen feeling a wav of familiarity and longing whilst looking at the painting "Adrian Crevan, he used to be the lord Phantomhive's informant. Well, we prefer calling him 'Undertaker' because that was he's known for. Handling corpses and being a funeral director." the man chuckled, and he turns to look at you and smile.

I just stood there frozen, my mind started go hazy and a sharp pain came crashing in your head and unknown memories started coming back from the past.

It all turned black. That's what i remembered.

Somewhere in the 1800s. --------

"Lady y/n, it's time." my maid Laura says behind me. I sighed and turned around to see her holding a whale bone corset. I raised my arms and let her put on the garment which makes

It was my mother's funeral and i have no energy on whatsoever to dress up and even think right. You did not even need this corset anymore because you don't have the appetite to eat. After finishing on putting on the mourning dress and veil i went outside where my carriage was already waiting, with my father inside it.

He was stern looking as always, but behind that façade of his you knew that he was ecstatic. Afterall he lost all the dignity after taking your mother's last name which made him feel emasculated which resulted to him---having affairs, abusive and absent.

My mother was a weak woman, i must admit. She was bound to die before reaching the age of 40 due to her having pneumonia. Despite this, even when she was sick, she was the one guiding you throughout my childhood. When her body can't take it anymore i was getting guidance from my aunt who is my governess.

At just 37 years old before my 18th birthday, yesterday, she passed away peacefully at night. Right here you could not even cry and remain emotionless, all this was not easily to process in just one day. You were in denial.

I just stood there watching my father shed crocodile tears at his speech on how my mother was a loving wife to him and a bunch of other nonsense that happened to them that did not even happened.

Everyone else was crying pathetically. She was born to die, why would anyone be this surprised? An hour later after the mass, your mother's coffin was brought to the cemetery to lay rest beside her late parents grave.

You just watch it get dumped in with the soil and the mourners throwing a white rose as it gets buried. I walked off as i threw the flower on it. My body felt heavy as i feel my tears started swelling in my eyes and i took off running to hide in the cemetery's nearby garden.

I started hysterically crying eventually falling down on my knees whilst clutching a portrait of my late mother. You could only thank the rain and thunder for now as no one can hear your wailing.

"My, my why is a lady doing here crying alone?" a voice mixed with teasing says. I turn around to see a man with long ash hair wearing a long black suit with glasses.

I sniffled and just wailed again and again until no tears started to come out of my eyes and i just sat on the ground numb from all of the pain while the man just stared at you blankly.

You started getting pissed off as he stares at you "What is your problem, why are you staring!?" i growled at him, he laughs and mumbles an explanation that you could not understand and i stood up and stormed away.

He grabs your hand and gives you something out of his pocket which seemed like a chain. I turn to him and opened my palms. My eyes widened at the sight "T-this!...."

"Your mother asked me to give this to you as a keepsake." the man says, his face stoic. Meanwhile i looked at the locket with my late mother's hair on it emotionally and smiled. Your father did not allow you to keep a memory of your mother, hence burning down all of the photographs, paintings, letters and clothes---every memory of your mother's existence.

The man started walking away "S-sir! wait!" i stopped him. He stops and turn around "W-what's your name?" i asked him stuttering. The man smiled "Adrian Crevan, the grim reaper." he says nonchalantly in a silly way that made you chuckle.

"Thank you, Mr. Adrian the grim reaper...?" i jokingly said while wiping my tears and bow at him in respect. He nods before walking away. You secretly hoped that you see each other again.

Two months later you started healing from the passing of your mother and going out more to balls that your invited too.

I stepped out of the carriage and twinkled at the sight of the beautiful mansion in front of me which belonged to the Duke who is part of the royal family. I stood in line of the guests infront of the door who are waiting for their names to be announced.

"Lady y/n of house l/n!" i thanked the man and stepped forward inside the hall wearing my lavish green silk ballgown and curtsied. Every woman stared me with envy, meanwhile men stared at me with lustful eyes.

This was normal since i was not betrothed to anyone at the moment and married men are taking advances with me to take me as their bride or mistress.

I greeted them respectfully but declined them, it was tiring. Honestly.

I found myself surrounded by women flaunting their riches at me. I wish I'd be deaf right now, it's annoying. You slipped away from them and took an glass of champagne from the table and walked towards the empty halls of the mansion just admiring the moonlight outside of the window. I flinched when i suddenly heard an loud thud near the empty grand staircase in the 2nd floor.

I walked towards where i heard the noise. You held your breath as you saw a young woman's body down the stairs, her head has pool of blood forming, and eyes in shock. I held my mouth as i saw the scene. I could not even move, i was frozen from my spot.

A man then appeared from the scene all dressed in black suit, long ash grey hair and glasses holding a scythe. I recognize that man! he was that peculiar guy from your mother's funeral that gave the locket!

He glanced at you but doesn't seem to care and just slashed the dead woman's body. I closed my eyes firmly at the sight. I took a bit of a peek, but instead of seeing a more bloody scenes it was different.

It was like a cinematic record, but not a movie---but someone's memories in their point of view. It continued on forever and ever until it reaches the end of the tape which has the word 'END' on it.

The reaper looks at you curiously "Why aren't you running away my lady?" he asks and folds the cinematic record neatly and put it into his pocket.

I was left speechless, am i going crazy?

"W-what just happened?" I gulped and he rests his scythe on his shoulders "I just reap people souls my lady, im what you called---death." he stated and grabs your waist swiftly and once you opened your eyes you were floating in the sky gracefully.

"Oh god! this is unsafe!" i screeched and held on to him tight not looking down on the ground since you're afraid of heights. A few moments in floating in the air you both landed on the ground.

He chuckled "Humans like you are really interesting, it's been a while Lady y/n~" he commented and kissed my hands, which made me blush. The man smiles at you and you two sat in an empty bench.

"w-WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!" i asked, still in shock and shook the man, he started laughing "You just saw me doing my 'job' and flew!" h e replied.

I hold my head to process on what just happened, maybe i'm just too drunk? I asked him all of my questions on who, what, where, when and why---all of the possible questions. Well that lead to you to getting more interested in each other that birthed to friendship of a human and grim reaper.

Then a relationship a few months later.

You and Adrian are both happy with each other. Every after he finished his job you two would secretly meet up. He would tease you all the time and brought you on top of the big ben at London on a full moon to have a date. The man was also a clingy person who likes to see humorous stuff all the time. Even if he's not a normal person that doesn't stop you both, but this is the day you will finally introduce him formally to your father.

He was ecstatic and positive as you two both enter your manor to greet your father the Lord of house l/n.

"Father, meet my significant other Adrian."

Your father looked at him sternly and was silent, he just sat there and eat his roasted duck.

"F-father did you not he----." he threw the cutlery directly at adrian's face, making him bleed. The grim reaper did not flinched, not feeling any pain as the knife gashed his face leaving a slash "W-What have you've done!" i screamed as i took out my handkerchief and held it on his bleeding face.

"Did i not tell you to not go whoring off with lowly men like your slutty mother! YOU ARE A SHAME TO THE HOUSE OF L/N!" my father raises his voice making you flinch and your eyes swell up with tears.

"Y/n, i'm okay." the man stood up and frowns unamused "I can' t believe a man like you became my future wife's father." he says disappointed and held you close as his face was still bleeding.

"Future wife? are you joking!? Y/n you will get married to Lord Wallace in 5 months! are you crazy!?" father yells "I DO NOT WANT TO MARRY SOMEONE I DONT KNOW AND LOVE FATHER!" i retaliated and walked towards him sobbing.

Adrian stares at you in shock and pulled you away from your father who is forcing you to go inside your room.

"A-adrian...i don't want to marry someone else..." i sobbed in his arms and he clenched his jaw hugging you tightly. It was painful. I don't want this to end.

The last thing you knew was you two hugging on what seems like an eternity, you two both crying. He let's go of your hand and tried to chase after him but failed as your servants stop you chasing after your love.

He just walked away just like that. He just walked away on our relationship. He promised that he will come back after me. Determined. One week. Two weeks. Three weeks. Four weeks. turned into a month. Then five.

I found myself wearing my wedding gown holding a bouquet of white roses whilst emotionlessly walking down the aisle.

He promised that he will love me. He promised that he will marry me when the time comes. He promised that we will run away together. He promised...

It was painful kissing another man. Just get through it, and i imagined that my love was the one i was marrying. But it was harder than i thought. Disgusting. It was disgusting on how this man look at you like a doll full of lust.

'Ten years have passed. I still haven't gotten over my greatest love. I sometimes wonder on what if he came back to me. I'm turning 29 now, i have 2 boys now and a little girl whom i gave birth to just two months ago. Well, life was not easy, my husband was a good for nothing like my father who is a scandalous and greedy man who brought multiple women in our home. I still have hope that we will meet each other again.'

I closed my diary and hid it on my drawer. I hear my daughter, Adie crying in her crib. I quickly took her out from the crib and carried her to stop her from crying.

"Shhh, don't cry.." i kissed her rosy cheeks and laid her to the crib again admiring my precious child.

I sighed and went to get dressed to go to another soiree that my husband was at to accompany him "Lady y/n, your carriage is ready." the maid said behind the door. I grabbed my mink coat and went to the carriage.

It seems that it was raining heavily outside. I hope it's just rain.

"Mama where are you going?" your eldest son Andrew asks "Could we go with you mama?" Allan chimes in, my second eldest. I kissed their cheeks "I will go accompany your father at the soiree, my darlings. Children are not allowed."

They groaned and whined at your reply. You bid them goodbye and entered the carriage. Your husband was already inside and has his eyes glued onto the window, this was normal and doesn't even surprise you anymore.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier as minutes have passed. The carriage has entered the steep road on the way to enter the Druitt estate where the soiree will be held. It suddenly came into a halt when you the carriage stopped and the coachmen screamed in horror. I stared at the window and it was a group of masked bandits.

Wallace, my husband opens the window "Oi! why the fuck did you stop were going to be late!" he scolded the coachmen. Bang! Bang! the bandits shot the coachmen and footman. I held my breath and ducked my head, scared. I look over to Wallace and he was in fear.

The leader of the group comes over at my side "Lord Wallace eh? your wife is a beautiful woman!" he pulled your chin to your chin. I looked over at the man, disgusted while crying.

"H-how dare you kill Mr. Clark and jameson!" i raised my voice looking over at the bloody corpses of our two servants. "TAKE HER! SPARE ME SIR!" my eyes widened as my husband pushes me over at the bandit and took off with one of the carriage horses. I stared at the man in horror "Your husband really is a coward you know?" he chuckled and drags you outside of the carriage in the pouring rain.

BANG! The leader shot your husband through the head with his pistol. His body dropped dead on the mud and the horse he was riding gallops away into the forest.

"W-why? why are you doing this--" you felt a sharp pain in your chest as the man looks at you smirking and twisting the dagger in you. All you can see is blood soaked in your pink dress, the bandit snatches your jewelry in your body as you stared at him emotionless. He took out the dagger out of your chest and pushes you off the wet ground.

This is how will i die huh? What about my children.....my ambitions....my Adrian....i want to see him one last time..

"Y-y/n..." a familiar voice says. My eyes widened at the sight, i struggled to speak up words, i wish i could tell him how much i have missed him dearly, how i long for him.

He still looked the same as ever. Handsome, even with the scar your father left him in your face. I weakly flashed a smile at him as he hold me close in his embrace, sobbing.

"I....i-i....love..you..so...much..."

She speaks up holding his face, i leaned to him close and our lips met. For one last time on what seems like an eternity that you wished that could continue forever. The woman closes her eyes smiling peacefully as the cinematic record started playing.

He hugs her close sobbing under the rain angrily. He hates this. You and him were lovers, you were both forbidden to each other. If only he was a human.

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I opened my eyes slowly "W-what happened?" i asked and turn to my friend, Samantha. She looks concerned at you "Y/n you collapsed at the 2nd floor, Mr. Brown found you and took you to the museum's clinic." Samantha sobbed and held your hand.

"I think im okay now, i want to go rest in the bus." i said and stood up from the bed, your friend nods and guides you to go back to your bus seat outside.

As you were going down the stairs Mr. Brown approaches you "Ah, Miss Y/N are you doing fine now?" he asks, i nodded and thanked him profusely for his help. He smiles devilishly and grabs something out of his pocket and gave it to you.

I looked at my hand. It was a locket, with a picture of you beloved and me.

"Memento mori, remember you must die."

A/N : I might revise this if i had the time, this was so rushed since i was so excited in posting these.

[stitchwraith-stingers]

HAII!!! SURPRISE GIFT JUMPSCARE!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!! luv u all!!!

lampwick for @castlingvanias , sophia carter for @springbonnie-fanclub , amaya izumi for @valleyfthdolls , heath for @frindoka, ocha for @toothlesstdm , satoshi for @cobrajacky and GLaDoS for @bearionette

tried to get every detail on these guys sorry if i missed something </3 ALSO IM SORRY FOR ANY SHAKEY LINES THE MOUSE I USUALLY USED DECIDED TO STOP WORKING THE MOMENT I STARTED TO WORK ON THIS AND I HAD TO USE MY SISTERS GAMER MOUSE RIP

seperate versions under cut + extra words <3

andrew - HI ANDREW SORRY IK UR IN UR PKMN BRAINROT MOMENT RN BUT I ALWAYS LOVE TO DRAW LAMPWICK EVEN THOUGH I DONT KNOW HER AWHOLE ALOT <333 thank you for making pinnochio yuri real in ur adapation and i did not expect you to follow me after i found ur andrew art that one time and im still so happy i mananged to name one of ur aus AKJDKJ ALSO YOU JUST ALWAYS HAVE THE BEST OPINIONS EVER . EVERYTIME YOU GO INTO MY ASKBOX TO TYPE AN ESSAY UR THAT ONE GUY WRITING ON FIRE GIF... COOLEST PERSON IVE EVER SEEN

bonnie - THANK U FOR HAVING SUCH BASED OPINIONS I LOVE THE IDEA OF TRANSFEM JULIUS... estrogen probably saved her... GRAHH I LOVE UR PIXEL-ISH ART STYLE AND YOU ALSO JUST GET IT.. YOU GET EVERYTHING AND I ALWAYS TRUST U W FAZ FRIGHTS OPINIONS..... yes rouge thank you for listening to my insane ramblings about peeing in a hot topic /ref (how faz frights yuri should be more popular)

onyx - GRAHH I LOVE UR IDEAS SO MUCH UR SO GOOD W WORDS i love ur au as well AND I LOVE UR IDEA OF VANNY / VALENTINE....that one time you made a comment about how ur impressed w the fact i can draw in ms paint has stayed in my mind i dont know why ..... ONE HUNDRED BILLION TRILLION SMILES AND HUGS... UR SO COOL AND EPIC WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE IT

fret - HII FRET .. NOT ALOT OF WORDS CUZ WE ARENT SUPER CLOSE SORRY </3 ur art is so epic and awesome and i love how you draw tufts so much ... i did not expect you to refind me again after i dissapeared from twt LOL but so cool and epic... i tried to get heath as accurate as possible but i couldnt find a ref that wasnt from september and i wasnt sure if it was updated so im sorry if i got anything wrong </33 i LOVEDD doing the stripes so much sorry the ones on the tail look so rushed

lillie - WE DONT TALK ALOT EITHER!!! I LOVE HOW COMPLICATED YOU CAN DO ANY DESIGN!!!!!!!! i tried to challange myself to get it fully accurate to the ref i found.. yeah that anon was me sorry....GRAHH UR ART IS SO PRETTY IM GRABBING YOU LIKE A SOPPY WET CAT.. PEACE AND LOVE ON THE PLANET EARTH you are the most joyus person on the planet i have ever seen i swear if i walk into your room it would be straight up the sun you are SO HAPPY AND POSITIVE I LOVE IT

charolette - HIII ... KEEPING THE RUNNING THEME OF ALWAYS MISPELLING UR NAME CUZ I CANT FIGURE OUT HOW TO SPELL IT.. YOUVE BEEN HERE THE LONGEST ... EVER SINCE MY DA DAYS AND MY DRTWT SHINANIGANS... i will forever mourn the fact the 'WHAT THE FUCK IS POISON GENDER' video where we dunked on some random romanian dudebro guy for making fun of my pkmn headcanons and we used danganronpa sprites is gone... ur the type of person to read the bible as if its some random every day novel and i think thats rad and cool.... this florust guy looks so cool i hope atleast he survives abit in ur fangan.. holding a cake that says IM SORRY THAT YOU KNEW ME WHEN I WAS 11

atlas - HI ATLAS... UR ART IS THE SHIT I LOVE IT... THE COLORS R SOSOSOSO BEAUTIFUL.. ONE BILLION SMILES FOR YOU AND I LOVE UR CASSIE DESIGN... IF I EAT UR ART IT WOULD PROBABLY TASTE LIKE MANGO... GRAHHH i cant believe we started to talk after you drew my cookie run oc that one time... ITS SO COOL TO SEE HOW FAR YOUVE GONE W UR ART.. i tried to keep the blocky shape of ur GLaDoS design AND IT WAS SO FUN TO EXPIRIMENT WITH..... yipee

[kuraitsune]

Hello hello! I am just passing through, excited for your train to 200 followers!

If I could request two prompts with Luca and Ike:

Prompt number 7 from the first fluff list

“I could just stare at you forever” “Creep”

And prompt 11 from the second!

“Sleeping with each other after one of you had a nightmare.”

-🐰(if this isn’t already taken! again, just passing through! Maybe I’ll return as this anon another time)

TRAiN TO 200 FLLWRS EVENT PAGE

PARiNGS - ...Luca Kaneshiro, Ike Eveland(seperate) x GN!reader

PROMPTS - #7. "I could stare at you forever" "Creep" 11. "Sleeping with each other after one of you had a nightmare"

MENTiONS - ...none other than the mentioned!

READER'S PROFiLE - ...you're in an established relationship with them!

DiSCLAiMERS - short!! in no way am i a professional writer, i just like english lol. please know that these writings are a work of fiction and are the appearance and persona of the character! not the person behind the screen.

As you closed your eyes, you couldn't help but to think of him. Soon enough, you were engulfed in the darkness of sleep.

In that darkness, there was a number of different dreams and different nightmares you could've encountered. Yet you slept peacefully.

But to the side of you, a certain mafia boss shuffled around in his sleep. At least until he woke up and shook you awake.

"[-ame]... [na-]... [name]..?" you hear in the daze of your waking.

"Mmph... Luca? What's up..?" you slowly say, opening your eyes and staring right into light purple ones.

"I thought I lost you for a second..."

"Hey... it's okay. I'm here, always," you wrap your hands around Luca, shuffling closer to him.

"Sorry to bother you."

"Not at all..." you say softly before shallowly dipping into a shallow haze of sleep. But you felt eyes still on your figure.

"You know... I could stare at you forever," Luca suddenly said, staring at your face with half-lidded eyes.

"Creep... but whatever. Just, sleep with me already."

You shivered in your sleep, unconsciously moving closer to a nearby warmth, to which you didn't realize was your boyfriend.

Noticing your motion, Ike slightly opened his eyes to see you shaking closely to him. He gently shook you to get you up from your trance.

"Ike... Ike..." you softly call out to him, looking towards him. He only now noticed the glimmer of small tears at the corners of your eyes.

"Shh... come here, älskling... what did you see?" the novelist asked with a small rasp to his voice. It was... 2 am after all.

"...I saw... saw myself falling... into darkness. I could hear laughter above me... mocking me..." you shivered, closing your eyes.

"Look at me," his eyebrows curved slightly, intending to calm you. You eventually open your eyes to be meet with shimmering golden eyes.

"It's all just a dream, it is not reality. There's always a brighter side to things, especially with this scenario. Come here," Ike gently brought your head on his chest. "Listen carefully, let it lull you back to sleep."

Thump, thump, thump... it was like a metronome, his heartbeat. You slowly closed your eyes, mumbling about how he's too good for you sometimes.

With an affectionate smile, he rubbed non existent shapes on the back of your hand. "If only I could stare at you forever like this..."

NOTE - if it wasn't obvious, i don't know how to write for luca(im so sorry-)

DO NOT: repost or copy any of @kuraitsune's works! sharing is fine with credits.

[cowboyjen68]

Hi Jen, I have a question about types and butch/femme stuff. I’m a butch (or at the very least androgynous) and I’ve only ever been attracted to other butch/gnc/androgynous women. It’s what helped me realize I was a lesbian, because I was never attracted to femmes I thought I could never be gay. I’ve never seen feminine women as attractive and I don’t see why I ever would.

But I feel like I’m the only butch in the world who is exclusively into other butches. Every other butch I see/know is always with a femme, even the ones that say they are attracted to both. I already felt so isolated before coming out and now im stuck with that same feeling in a new environment.

Do you have any advice for anything like this? Or advice for feeling alone in our community?

(p.s. I don’t hate femmes, people seem to get this idea when I tell them they are not my type)

FIrst let me say to your PS. In no circumstances does not being attracted to someone or some type equate to hate. We like what we like and no one else gets a say in that. We don't need to exprience sexual or other physical or emotional attraction to someone in order to prove that we don't hate them. People that think that should probably be avoided because they are placing way too much pressure on others to push personal boundaries and that is unfair and even dangerous.

I know plenty of butches who are butch4butch and several are close friends. At least one or two have mentioned thinking the same kind of things you have dealt with, about butches only like femmes. My experience and my opinion is that butches and femmes exist seperately from each other. Ones does not rely on the other to exist. They are independant identities.

The majority of my lesbian friends are neither butch nor femme and date whomever they find attractive. I believe same goes for butches and femmes. We date and form relationships with those we find most physically and emotionally attractive to us. Plenty of butches don't dates femmes or even other butches.

When I broke up with my femme first girlfriend I convinced myself that I should like other butches because we could relate to each other more and I ended up with a butch for 17 years. THIS was a mistake. We were friends (sometimes) but really held no real passion for each other.

It is like we got so deep in trying to make our marriage last so as not to be a failure that we ignored the fact that neither of us held any attraction for the other. Once we addressed the face that we both almost exclusively attracted to femmes, or at least women more feminine than us we split up. She went on to meet and fall very much i happy love with a femme. I too went on to embrace my attraction to more feminine women.

My point is, do not fight your natural attraction. Don't let other people or any community tell you who or what you are supposed to be attracted to. Be honest with yourself and what ignites your passion. Who gives you the warm fuzzies and make you feel giddy.

If you have any chance to attend a women's festival or event I would suggest it. When I was young and struggling, still unsure what butch was or meant, and in fact having a lot of false ideas about it, seeing a lot of women of all body types and styles really helped me to see that I did fit. I met my first set of butches at one and was like "whoa.. I see me" and they showed me I could be just me.

It took me years to understand that also meant I could date whomever made me happy and not just the next woman who was nice. Or that I had to avoid my true attraction because that was acting "too much like a man" or being predatory to like feminine women. Listen to your own heart and find friends who will honor that.

[reomikagekin]

I Welcome you to the Library.

Welcome! Let me Introduce myself! I will not be giving out my real name for privacy reasons. So just call me Sunny! Please read through everything. Rules will be included in this Library, so again. Please read everything.

Age:19

Pronouns:She/They

I usually like to listen to Kpop, Specifically Le Sserafim. I Watch Anime aswell, My all time favorite is Inuyasha, though sadly you won't find any inuyasha works in this library. I Rewrote this welcome because my old one wasn't..special i suppose.

The Works you'll find in this Library:

-One piece

-Blue lock.

𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒅..

There used to be Bungou Stray dogs Works around this Library, but i took the works down. Though some Requests are there that you still can find.

One piece was added today! So no requests have been made yet.

The characters you can request in this Library:

Bʟᴜᴇ Lᴏᴄᴋ:

•Yoichi Isagi

•Meguru Bachira

•Kunigami Rensuke

•Chigiri Hyoma

•Gin Gagamaru

•Wataru Kuon

•Itoshi Rin

•Itoshi Sae

•Ryusei Shidou

•Michael Kaiser

•Alexis Ness

•Kiyora Jin

•Seishiro Nagi

•Reo Mikage

•Barou shoei

Oɴᴇ Pɪᴇᴄᴇ:

•Monkey D. Luffy

•Roronoa Zoro

•Nico Robin

•Vinsmoke Sanji

•Trafalgar D. Water Law

•Eustass 'Captian' Kidd

•'Red haired' Shanks

•Killer

•Portgas D. Ace

•Boa hancock

•Dracule 'Hawkeye' Mihawk

•Crocodile

These are the Rules:

For Requests, i only write:

-Hurt/Comfort

-Fluff

-Angst (Im not really good at that but uh)

What i will not Write about:

-Nsfw

-Any..other disgusting stuff.

I don't want Anyone To steal my works, as i worked hard at my writing. Rebloging and other stuff like that is fine. If i see anyone not following the rules, You will be blocked or ignored. I also don't accept any Rudeness in this Library.

If i answer very late to your requests, please don't be sad, i try to write everyones requests.

When you do Request, You may be Able to Request 2 Characters. Please Write in that Request if you want it seperate or if its gonna be a poly ask. I also only write for female and gn reader, i can't do male that good.

With that.. Welcome to the Library!

[l0sercat]

Could you maybe do a dbd where reader and Frank really like each other (frank loves reader) but he is still with Julie {im pretty sure that's her name} some Angst and maybe him and reader getting together?

Please and thank you 💕💕✨✨👍

May or may not have spelling mistakes...sorry :(

Frank x reader

You and Frank have been close since you first arrived in this hell hole. You always hung out after trials and listened to music together. He had a girlfriend named Juile and she hated you. She hated how close you and Frank were. She was extremely jealous of your relationship. She felt very inscure and tried to seperate you guys as much as she could. It was very hard to do but sometimes she managed to do it. You guys always snuck around and made your bond that much stronger. Over time you started to fall for Frank.

You didnt even relize it at first, but when your heart started beating rapidly around him you knew. You panicked because he had a crazy girlfriend and he's your best friend. You pulled at your hair and let out a frustrated scream. You were called in a trial and so you took out your frustrations on the survivors. When you got back you sat by the campfire with some of the other killers. "Oo you seem tense" a voice teased, you knew whose voice that belonged to. "Yeah so what if I am?" you said a bit annoyed and turned to face Ghostface. The mask's souless eyes stared into you, you felt another pair of eyes on you. They were burning into your skull and your shivered. "uh-oh I better leave..see you soon sweetheart" he waved then walked away. Footsteps stormed your way and you rolled your head towards them. You looked up and raised an eyebrow. "What?" A furious Julie stood above you her, mask moved to the side of her head.

She grabbed you by the collar of your shirt and yanked you up. She started to yell at you calling you names and curing at you. "You fucking whore! You seduced my man and made him dump me!" She raised a hand to slap you but before she could a hand grabbed her wrist stopping her. "Julie stop being so childish, they had nothing to do with I just dont love you anymore" He glared at her and she looked like she wanted to cry. She turned her face away and glared at me one more time before drpping me and walking muttering "whatever fucking cunt"

The killers around the campfire were all staring at you, completely baffled but some were amused. Frank grab your arm and pulled you up and tugged you into the woods. "c'mon lets get away so these creeps cant see us.." he was acting different but that could be becuase he just broke up with his girlfriend. Once you guys got deep enough you sat down and used a tree as back support. You both sighed and sat in silence for a while. You opened your mouth to speak then closed it not knwing what to say. It was uncormfortable sitting there which bothered you. "Listen Frank if I did anything to influence you to break up wi-" you started but he cut you off "You didnt influnce andything I just dont love her anymore, she changed and besides I fallen inlove with someone else" he stated, you eyes widened and your heart shattered. "oh" was all you said, what could you say?

"They're pretty, kind, smart," your heart ached when he went on to describe them it was too much "They make me feel goof about myself, they even scare the survivors with me" he smiled as he said that and looked at you. Your eyes widened and your breath got caught in your throat. Your heart was racing, was he talking about you? I mean he had to be you couldnt think of anyone else who he would scare survivors with.

Self doubt plauged your mind. Frank grasped your chin with his hand and he tilted it up so you looked at him. "Im talking about you dumbass" he chuckled you blushed and grabbed his hand. Without a single thought you kissed him, his eyes widened and he kissed you back without hesitation. You both wrapped your arms around each other.

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for making this girls wish come true

i (no age no gender, i am techincally a shapeshifter if anything) had been killing random teenagers (and adults here and there) since, i believe the 80s?

one day, i decided to disguise myself as a lanky animatronic in a dumpster, and ironically enough a girl found me (14 F), she had her average bedroom with boys from bands and whatever plastered everywhere, she told me she thought i looked so beautiful so thats why she brought me in

i decided i would let her make one wish, and by her venting about all these insecurities she has, i already knew shed wish to be beautiful

every night id make her go to sleep much earlier and told her to never take the necklace off and thats all she needed

listen i am no plastic surgeon, but i am a *metal* surgeon

id take scraps from the dumpster i was in and replace a body part (arms, legs, you get it) with those scraps, the necklace makes it so she wouldnt know about that, i would take the body parts and place them in random bags in the basement

afew days went by, i finally finished her agreement and she went along her days, tell me she was so happy and that shes now apart of the popular kids in school

well that girl the next day got her karma, her necklace fell off and the illusion started to fade, so she slowly started to fall apart (i havent really used any superglue really, it just stayed together because of the illusion, its complicated) and then she found the begs of her seperate body parts

i still remember it clear as day, i stood infront of the door to her basement, she looked at me shaking and crying while i decided to take on her form as she died and walked away, as far as im aware this appeared in a newspaper or something but i dont really care i have more people to murder

this is actually my 2nd time trying to do this, the first girl had the same deal but ran away and managed to get the other necklace working again (no idea where she went, for all i know shes homeless, sleeping near a graveyard and working as a janitor)

it is what she deserves for trusting something immediatly, she had it comming, but im curious what you tumblrings have to say about this

[loquaciouscat]

Who wants to listen me as i write a. Whole essay on Shigeo's mental journey and how it can be parallels with DID by someone with diagnosed DID!!!!!!!!! 😋

(pls ignore all the grammatical mistakes, im too lazy to correct all rn maybe later)

CW: trauma, bullying, dissociation, derealization, discussion of neurodivergent struggles. Please be aware it might be upsetting to some before reading 🙏

Neurodiversity changes how you process trauma. Keep this in mind!! I can point out so many moments where Shigeo is nd-coded, especially autism. We can see people calling him "hard-hearted", "numb" and "incapable of showing emotions". He lacks showing his emotions with facial expressions. You can see how much it upsets him when people assume he doesn't feel anything, getting heard "Get a clue." etc. (Keep this in mind, %??? is quite expressive)

Quoting from @lost-caticorn 's wonderful post that explains more about Shigeo's possible autism (I'll be linking below)

"In the anime this line is translated by “get a clue” but it doesn’t really match the Japanese words used here “空気を読む” which means “read the situation/sense the mood”. Also I think it’s worth mentioning that in episode 4  he literally names it the “reading-in-the-mood technique” (空気を読む技術). This just illustrates how non-natural this is to him."

Autism joy is something many neurotypicals cannot grasp nor understand. We see Shigeo was not scared of showing these, sharing his ability, talking about it constantly (this can be interpreted as special interests within daily life). He was not afraid of himself, nor minded his difference than others. You'll understand in a second but I believe these were the times Mob and %??? Had a peaceful connection with each other. Like I mentioned a second ago, %??? is a lot more expressive, powerful and stronger part of the mind. I can see myself associating this with autistic joy! Even they are on opposite sides as a character, both Mob and %??? Had moments for themselves to share their joy and happiness.

Then the snapping point of Shigeo, first time ever. %??? Causes harm, which makes Mob scared (like a meltdown!)

This is the point I'll start rambling about DID.

DID, dissociative identity disorder, is caused by repeated childhood trauma. Basically, in a normal setting, you have one prime identity, it can be followed by "sportive" you, "parent" you, "friendly" you etc.

For DID, brain puts amnesia barriers between those parts, which is followed by dissociation and derealization. These "parts", which are called alters, develop their own identities, completely seperate from each other. Alters usually have so little to none connection with each other. They all have their own "jobs" in brain, making sure the child doesn't get affected by the trauma. Some keeps the trauma away "memory holders", some are more agressive and try to protect the kid from outside abuse "protectors" etc. So many roles, I cannot explain all here!

WHAT I ABSOLUTELY LOVE ABOUT THE MANGA COMES FROM THIS!!!! %??? and Mob are the same person, yet so disconnected. Mob associates %??? as an evil, wishing it never existed. Yet we see %??? Taking control whenever there is an extremely stressful/dangerous situation, protecting Mob.

But on the final arc, we see %???'s frustration towards Mob, angry about how he is so repressed, while also explaining he doesn't approve the way Mob chooses to live.

"You always do that, convincing yourself that you understood. And it always out me at advantage."

As much as Mob doesn't like it, %??? is still a huge part of the mind. We all know how we saw Mob doing nothing but hating %??? Because he is "evil, bad, trying to hurt others". Yet all %??? Did was to try to protect Mob.

%??? insists on how he is himself even without power, showing how helpless he felt while holding all the repressed feelings the mind had, getting used as a weapon and Mob using him to "for the sake of others". Mob never truly acknowledged %???, Yet he accepted his help all the time while hating %???.

We see %??? Trying to remove Mob's existance from mind space. Although, can he really do that? I would say no, not really. They are both a part of something bigger, the mind and the body. Mob tried to remove the existance of %??? From the mind, miserably failed.

%??? Tries to do the same thing to Mob. Understandably Mob is terrified, just screaming and crying out of terror. Actually they just switched places, and %??? Was treating Mob how he treated him for so many years. Nothing changed except %??? Got to be in charge after many years.

At the moment Ritsu got hurt, the peaceful connection between other two was gone. This made them get seperated, aware and unaware of each other at the same time.

This is why I believe how there are parallels with DID, especially on the final arc. %??? had the role of a protector alter. Mob doesn't have any memory of the times %??? front (taking control). They are all blurry memories, you can see Mob is confused whenever he gains fully control of the mind and body, not knowing where he is or what he is doing. I also absolutely love how Ritsu getting hurt as a kid is not shown us to completely, because Shigeo doesn't know either. I believe %??? Has those memories locked away, yet still got evilized by Mob for years.

At the end, they both accept each other, making peace between each other. Honestly, what you might see as those kind of "fighting for gaining control of mind" happens a lot to people with DID. Alters might believe they are the most suitable to protect and control the body and mind the best way, causing a chaos in mind space.

I really do see parallels of DID especially on final arc! I don't know if I would headcanon Shigeo as a DID system, but I just really appreciate some representation for dissociation and memory issues 💕 it's a lot more than a losing control situation. I am neurodivergent and with undiagnosed autism, and I see a lot of myself in Shigeo.

Super long post i know but I really wanted to talk about it! Rambling over

Ps: Please also read this, it's amazing 🙏 I strongly believe Mob is an accurately autistic coded character. We need many others like him in mainstream media 💕

[icallhimjoey]

Damn! How am I supposed to choose one of your stories? It's too strenuous...!

⭐A Whisper Away⭐

okay yes, okay okay yes im gonna... so, listen

director's cut

my whole heart is in the bookstore universe, and A Whisper Away doesnt really feel like its fully a part of it because i did so many things so differently with it (there's a CHILD, there's time jumps, there's seperation) and i feel like a lot of girls were done with the bookstore story (i clearly wasnt) but i really used it to wrap up a lot of stuff from Like A Poem and from A Lot Like Love

but so, listen, look at what i did here:

“I shouldn’t have called,” Joe started slowly pushing you backwards, manouvering you to his bedroom, his tongue finding yours to play with.

“You shouldn’t have called,” you lied, and let Joe guide you down the hallway until he closed his bedroom door behind the two of you. 

“And then what?” your mother asked, and if she hadn’t been holding a hot mug of tea, you’d have smacked her with one of your sofa cushions. Like you were going to go into detail with her - absolutely not.

THE JUMP FROM US BEING WITH JOE AFTER BEING ON A BREAK AND HIM LEAVING US THAT VOICEMAIL TO US TALKING TO OUR MUM ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED ??????????

the transition there ??????????? i dont think i can naturally do that shit again (if you cannot tell, i fucking love it and thats a wild thing for me to say about my own writing)

reminds me that whilst writing i was really visualising the whole story because, that's a jumpcut. It's a literal jumpcut.

there's no other fics ive done this type of shit in - it's exclusively within the bookstore universe that ive done this (twice? maybe three times?) and i do not often read my own fics, but when I read A Whisper Away, this is the type of shit that makes me yell at myself for a second

[beomdrs]

HOW TO MOTIVATE URSELF FOR SHIFTING!

me and @chaeslvr111 were talking abt how demotivated we are and i decided to make a post abt it! so to laksh here u go 🫶

lets think abt it this way: lets say, everyone is studying for a math test. student A, who had only studied for two days, scored higher than student B who studied for more than a week. does that mean that student B will never score as high as student A? obviously not! the reason why student A only needed two days to study was bcuz they understood the concepts tested. for student B, the reason why they needed a longer time to study was bcuz they had trouble understanding the concept. however, they didnt understand the concepts yet, which was why they scored lower than student A.

u might ask, how does this relate to shifting? well, since everyone’s shifting journeys are different, that means that everyone’s understanding of shifting is also different. some are able to grasp the concept of shifting easily, like student A, while others might face troubles with fully understanding the concept of shifting, like student B. BUT, student B can also be like student A. if u find out the troubles that ur facing with shifting, then u can overcome them and shift successfully. i’ll make a seperate post abt this soon, but TL;DR don’t compare ur shifting journey to others, nor do u let others journeys influence urs. only YOU can determine when u will shift, no one else.

u might ask, how does this relate to shifting? well, since everyone’s shifting journeys are different, that means that everyone’s understanding of shifting is also different. some are able to grasp the concept of shifting easily, like student A, while others might face troubles with fully understanding the concept of shifting, like student B. BUT, student B can also be like student A. if u find out the troubles that ur facing with shifting, then u can overcome them and shift successfully. i’ll make a seperate post abt this soon, but TL;DR don’t compare ur shifting journey to others, nor do u let others journeys influence urs. only YOU can determine when u will shift, no one else.

watching content related to ur dr

i’ll be splitting this into two parts: one for kpop shifters and one for other shifters.

for kpop shifters, i usually like to watch their vlogs or behind the scenes content. it helps me imagine better how they go about their schedules, which makes me visualise different scenarios in which i can be with them as well. i might also make a masterlist for motivative content for kpop shifters too!

for shifters who are shifting to movie/drama drs, rewatching the show itself and the behind the scenes filming is rlly motivative for me. watching the interviews about the actors of the movie and hearing them describe how they filmed the show is also extremely helpful in helping me visualise how i would be filming the show.

redoing ur scripts

i myself find scripting tiring 😭 but i know plenty others who get motivated by scripting be it the theme of their scripts or just scripting in extra things like scenarios.

listening to songs abt ur dr

i ABSOLUTELY love this one like ive got more than 20 playlists abt the different ppl in my drs (esp my txt one… uhm sos) u can make playlists based off the vibe of ur dr, ur dr ppl, even just dr scenarios too. i usually listen to them before i sleep so that i can be more motivated to shift, but u can also listen throughout the day while affirming to shift to ur dr!

creating pinterest boards abt ur dr

yet another fun activity for me. u guys dont know how MANY pinterest boards i have for my txt dr (im sorry tubatu ilysm). anyways pinterest boards are useful in a way for ppl who visualise better by seeing rather than hearing. u can make boards for anything in ur dr, like ur dr clothes, ur dr friend group dynamics, etc.

have a great day lovely, and happy shifting! ♡

[kurjakani]

Random intials, just go with whoever comes to mind first :)

P. L.

Ok so. Ik you prolly meant seperately as two characters. But thast Peter Lukas thats Plukas thats my Actual Husband thats. Hehheh hoo boy. So im doing Plukas TEEHEE

send me a character and i’ll list:

favorite thing about them: old salt who is themed around isolation and loneliness? Idk do I have to even explain it further (aside from canonical facts- I really really love playing with the ideas of him fooling himself about his absolute desire for loneliness. This is me mirroring: due to various reasons I isolated myself for years, and I had truly convinced myself I hated everyones company, and wanted to live as far away as I could- however this was a coping mechanism. And Plukas does have a lot to cope with, let's be real. He seems 2 have like. a startling amount of apathy abt a lot of things, which i find at points relatable, alluring and concerning) (additionally w how much he seems 2 talk endlessly when he actually gets the chance. Id imagine he would be way more to the point if he truly wanted 2 get tf out of there asap.) (I also do find his voice acting incredibly soothing. Could listen to him for ages.)

least favorite thing about them: I can't even comprihend such a thing. The fact that he's not in my arms rn?

favorite line: Ok i could listen 2 him for days but i think this one got me in some way: "I had no time for books or television, or any of the escapes and artificial friendships of fiction. No, I was myself, and that was enough. I would spend my days exploring the wide grounds and forests of our estate, finding the hidden corners I thought that none would have found before me –" He comes off almost as spiteful towards the idea of company of others. So insistant of his intentions.

brOTP: Salesa :3 Also Martin but like in a toxic yuri way.

OTP: prolly also Salesa?? mayhaps???

nOTP: shrugs i haven't seen a lot of ships for him in general tbh!

random headcanon: I tend 2 think he is rather immature. Socially and emotionally. We do kinda see that in the ep the last, his little tantrum when things don't go his way- but imagine what a childhood of isolation from all people and a cold shoulder from your parents does to you?? I dont have 2 imagine im that person girl its me im the problem its me. I imagine he's surprisingly easy to upset. You prolly wont notice it bc instead of bursting w anger he'll sulk, which is also not great. bottled up feelings etc.

unpopular opinion: idk what ppl think abt him eerally SOBS

song i associate with them:

Martin: (echoing) His only wish was to die alone. Also in general one of my favourite songs in all of existance so!!!

favorite picture of them: no offical peter jpegs but i always think of the every peter lukas line video on youtube it makes me so happy