#sorry this ones late whoopsies

[veveisveryuncool]

adeleine is my dress up doll so i stylized her and put her in some rockin new outfits 👍

kirbytober day 21: fresh/fav character

[blackbeelumio]

grah catrissa :)) i love her

[punsmaster69]

12/APR/20XX

i think that was my goal.

remember? the one i was mentionin' about twenty nine pages ago? i'd said something like...

"and when i achieve it?"

"...guess i'll finally close this book for good."

so, i'll count that to be my goal.

therapist agrees, so you can't get on me about that.

sharing inner thoughts was never something i'm great at. so much so that you might've forgotten that's what this was for.

can you believe that? s'posed to be a thought journal. daily mental-state evaluation.

ended up talking about my friends instead.

wasn't for me, i suppose.

...after some amount of pages, huh? geez.

[This calls attention to the fact that the book is much thicker than it was when it started. Seems instead of switching to another one, his journal just... gained pages.]

point is.

seems to me like a good place to stop things at.

i'll give you a final update, and we'll call it. alright?

——

breaking the news went as smoothly as if we'd entered the room and broke a vase on the floor instead. (undyne about did just that.)

the second calamity was when mettaton and my bro show up kinda late

holding hands.

turns out my bro is much more decisive than i am.

apparently it was mettaton first, then paps who decided after a few serious dates.

congrats to 'em.

been deflecting questions best i can all day from the announcements, so i was thankful my bro showing up like that took enough of the heat off me n' tori.

i...

can't stop smiling.

well- alright, that's a given.

but i mean this doofy grin i haven't kept up this long in ages.

i'm not even trying for this one.

all this talk about relationships, i think undyne's gotten excited. talking about marriage and all that. alphys has gone beet red.

grillby and the bar gave me a hell of a lot of pats on the back. i'd be bruised if i weren't bones.

if it wasn't that which would've bruised me, it definitely would have been the punch flowey gave me. the comment that earned me it?

"so..."

"this makes me your dad, right?"

he didn't take it well.

despite the petal-haver's apparent hatred... i think he's secretly glad that toriel's happy.

my bro sure took the news well.

granted, since he already thought me and her were dating, he just was happy for the public announcement.

"WAIT."

"DOES THIS MAKE ME AN UNCLE?!?"

"Are we gonna get another sibling??"

"WAIT, are we gonna get a SKELE-sibling?!?"

"whoa, slow down-"

"Frisk, NO??"

"Do not encourage this BONEHEAD to-"

"I think that is quite enough."

tori puts her foot down on that conversation.

living situations shouldn't change much for now, but maybe we'll figure out something else in the future. (staying with my bro. don't panic.)

concerns about my health have slowed down, as i've gotten more used to daily magic usage. noticed way less bad days recently, right? papyrus still insists on teaching me to use attacks better, so i've got that to look forward to. there might still be ups n' downs health-wise, but i'm confident in getting through 'em now.

paps is noticeably still somewhat anxious about it, fidgeting whenever everything is brought up. which is fair, but. still.

i'll get him a therapist like i've been seeing. an in-person one'll work better for him, i think.

not sure what else'll change, really. everything feels mostly the same.

other than (gasp) public handholding. (scandalous.) every time we're beside one another, tori's finding some form of physical contact.

that's different.

...in a good way.

right now, it looks like the aftermath of a wild party. friends knocked out in random spots; dangling half-off the couch or sprawled across the floor. i think frisk and i are the only ones still awake, since they wanted to put blankets on everyone.

"(Psst. Is one blanket enough?)"

they raise a large blanket in gesture with a questioning look.

i speak extra softly so i don't disturb toriel laying at my side, with her head on my shoulder and an arm across my torso; hand met with mine.

"(yep.)"

"(Kk.)"

frisk lays a blanket over me and tori. they stare contemplatively before speaking.

"....."

"Goodnight, Dad."

"...'night, kid."

welp.

guess that's it, huh?

....

i'm happy.

caring is nice.

———★

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃

[crimsonblackrose]

I bought merch. Like I wasn’t buying merch and then someone said hey this exists and I was like oooh how cool, life sucks right now this will be a gift to myself, I’ll give it a shot and I bought it. Over a year ago and I just got the tracking code. 😂🤣 It’s finally on it’s way.

[canyourfavesurvivecastledracula]

Okay, so might have been asked before, but Bruce Wayne.

Not Batman. Just Bruce Wayne, little to no tech, Brucie persona in full swing...maybe he's there for some really weird gala or something and is now stuck and doesn't want to blow his cover.

@beabaseball  asked:

Would Bruce Wayne (Batman) survive Count Dracula? He's scared of bats!! :(

@goldenzingy46  asked:

could batman survive castle dracula? (either in costume or out of it)

@major-knighton  asked:

Could Batman survive Castle Dracula?

Anonymous asked:

I'm sure this has probably been asked, but I couldn't find it via blog search. Could Batman survive Castle Dracula? (Any iteration, with or without Batfam members.)

Ahahahahaha Brucie Wayne, billionaire playboy and Gotham's favoritest darling himbo. Yes good!

I gotta tag @unpretty in this. We all know tumblr batman is the best batman.

As to beabaseball's concern: poor Brucie! He is so afraid of bats! Fortunately for him, Dracula does all his bad batting about in England - he doesn't actually shapeshift at any point in the Castle, presumably for the same reasons he's presenting as Old AF and climbing his own walls like a lizard. Maybe some exceptionally rich blood will help him out with that actually. And for what it's worth, Jonathan does not describe any natural bats frequenting Castle Dracula either. There's nothing alive in the Castle (the wolves, of course, being Outside the Castle). Now would he count things like bats and vermin? He describes the womens' quarters as moth-eaten, so there must be like...moths. (Unless Dracula Did That I suppose). But I am not sure whether that tells us there could be bats and they just weren't worth mentioning, or that there aren't bats because if there were they would have eaten the moths.

I am going to say that there are no bats of any kind at Castle Dracula, so poor Brucie won't have his childhood trauma triggered in that way. I'm sure watching a mother get devoured by wolves won't- yeah.... he's not gonna like this. Sorry Bruce buddy you're in the Dying Parents novel. Whoopsie daisy.

Look there are reasons why Brucie is Gotham's favorite idiot son. He's a good boy. Of course he accepts the crucifix - it's for his mother's sake! Being given a lot of flowers is nothing unusual for him but he accepts them graciously as well. He tips the coachman handsomely (the coachman turns a little green at accepting his money, but Mr Wayne is just so earnest and, he rationalizes it later, it's not like the doomed young man is going to have any further use for it...), and Dracula's Calèche driver as well. He's so sloshed on Slivovitz by the time they get to the Castle (impressive since the bottle appears not to have been opened) that he tries to tip him in real silver (lol classic Brucie having no idea of the value of things - where did he even get that?). He even tries to tip Dracula when he answers the door, presuming him to be the butler. (No, it is late and my servants have all gone to bed. Really? My butler keeps such consistent round-the-clock hours that the tabloids keep asking me if he's a vampire, haha, but I guess he's something special).

On that note, this strange nighttime existence is nothing that out of the ordinary for the billionaire playboy lifestyle. Brucie frequently sleeps in till 2 under normal circumstances - it's not like he needs to get up early to drive his kids to school, he has drivers for that (no one is really sure if Brucie even knows how to drive). Dracula actually finds it a little off-putting how blithely cheerful he remains, almost as if he too is a creature of the night who cares little for the bright voluptuousness of youth ... or maybe he's just that dumb. When Dracula tried to sneak up on him making his toilet he found him actually trying to put his trousers on backwards (and turning around so much in the effort that the sneaking up was harder than Dracula anticipated - Brucie awkwardly explains that his butler usually dresses him, leaving Dracula morbidly fascinated about how he's even alive still).

I... am not sure how the shaving scene goes. I shouldn't think he would startle enough to cut himself. Or might he cut himself on purpose just to see how Dracula reacts? If Dracula makes a grab for his throat dies he blow him a kiss and say "buy me a drink first, darling" ? Did he pack extra shaving mirrors, making Dracula go :/ and consider stealing his stuff early?

Dracula retires muttering each morning "is he as stupid as he seems?? Nobody could be as stupid as he seems..." But he invites him to stay another month and write some fake letters and Brucie is like "who me?? My secretary writes my letters I wouldn't know how to begin" and Dracula has no idea what to do with that. Climbing the walls doesn't bother him, he's from Gotham, people climbing about on walls is your typical Tuesday. In fact, nothing Dracula does seems to get to him and it's getting really frustrating. At one point Dracula cautiously asks him why he's so chill and he's just like "oh you know it's not so different from home, only there we've got this evil clown that murders people. Well that's what they say at least. But my ward Dick, you know, he came from the circus? And apparently murdering people is against the Clown Code so, between you and me, I don't think he exists." And Dracula's just sitting there like "wait what" but also "that doesn't follow at all and I am fascinated by how your brain works" and because Dracula's a cocky SOB he's like "so you don't believe in evil clowns but do you believe in vampires?" And Brucie is like "well everyone says the Batman is a vampire but personally I think the news media made him up like Bigfoot and Armadillos." And Dracula's just like ...wat.

Brucie definitely ends up in the ladies' wing (it's amazing where that man randomly ends up. He gets lost on the way to the bathroom. Maybe he genuinely thought it was his own room). Is he sleeping... or only pretending to? Either way the Girlies aren't the first Femme Fatales to have him under their spell (he's been hypnotized so much...) - but on the other hand he's probably still wearing the crucifix. I don't think that will interrupt the trance though, which might before the best because child death is one of the things he's sensitive about. Dracula carries him back to his room and is like "dang is it just the fact that I've been fasting or is this soft socialite built like a brickhouse???"

So I think Bruce would know better than to remove the crucifix, as I've said, and I also think he'd figure out a way to set an hourly alarm on his watch to break him out of future trances - but does he have the data to figure out the sonic component based just on May 16th or does he need the barking dogs on June 24th as well. I would be willing to give him the possibility of actually being able to understand the Hetman, and also putting together that the people camped out in Dracula's courtyard are probably working for Dracula. Does this mean he won't try to send coded letters - or that he will try, to find out if they get passed to Dracula?

.......okay I don't think he's going to let Dracula get away with going into town with his babysnatching sack. I think when he sees that he's going to act. (Now obviously no one is going to mistake Dracula for him even wearing his suits because the butts don't match). So what does he do? Does he follow him?? Like, I am confident in his ability to make it down the wall even without a grappling hook. He's a whole ninja after all. The Girlies are like ....wait where'd he go? I actually don't know how Dracula effects his babysnatching. I think the funniest option I'd for Bruce (master of disguise) to dress up in Dracula's things (you know how he loves a good cape) and go frighten the villagers first so that they're on high alert when Dracula turns up and he can't find any babies to snatch. I don't know how he could get there first though. His best option is to tail Dracula and then sabotage his efforts by like... knocking over trashcans and things. I dunno. This has kinda gotten away from me.

Okay so assuming he succeeds... what does Dracula do if he can't get a baby? He's got some very opinionated mouths to feed. Maybe he's finally had enough and is like "fine, you can eat the himbo, I'm leaving in a week anyway" and the Girlies are like "so... about that... we tried while you were out (what!?) and he's not here" and Dracula is like "what do you mean he's not here there's nowhere for him to go" and they go and search and find him lounging on something reading the Bradshaw's Guide upside down. And he's like "oh yeah I'm thinking of buying a railroad" and Dracula's like ".......that's upside down" and Brucie is just like "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh that makes so much more sense thanks <3"

Regarding the wolves I... don't think Bruce would choose the Certain Death option. He's got all those kids. (Sadly I can't see a way for him to get Free Baby out of this - maybe it's for the best). And afterwards maybe he stows away in one of those dirt boxes... although if he follows Dracula on the 24th does he ever find the dirt boxes? Eh, he's a brilliant detective, of course he finds them.

Anyway, yes, I do think Batman Brucie Wayne, himbo of Gotham can survive Castle Dracula

(Incidentally I personally believe that Batman does have a superpower and it's Environmental Empathy. Dracula's like ...wtf I didn't order these thunderstorms)

[ghost-recs]

can we get some bakugou recs 😊😊 (written and smaus pleaseee)

hello hellooo! oh man do i ever have some! you have no idea the can of worms you are opening my friend.

but first i am so sorry for how late this rec is! i wanted to get this done days ago, but the semester has been crazy packed. i'm going to get through all my asks one by one. thank you for your patience! anyways let's get into this !!

Bakugou Recs

Garden of Lungs (Hanahaki) by oweCrew [ao3]

synopsis: you have your whole life ahead of you, a promising future and jobs lined up after UA...but these stupid flowers are going to be the death of you, literally.

i flew through this fic so fast. it was the first time i had every heard of hanahaki disease and oof to my heart. i loved it!

Late Night Calls by fictionpls [ao3]

synopsis: much to bakugou's disdain, you skipped your meals again. tch, he's basically taking care of you at this point.

cute lil fluff oneshot with bakugou as your best friend...maybe more.

Nothing More, Nothing Less by @dekustowel

synopsis: bakugou made a big whoopsies. the only way to get out of it? fake date you, the internet's sweatheart, duh!

this smau idea has a hold on me. i'm a sucker for the fake dating trope. and i mean seriously, it's bakugou! [ongoing...]

Nerd (Affectionately) by @oniku-niku

synopsis: you're in love with bakugou, have been since you were kids. there was no use in hiding the truth. but did he have to be so rude about it??

most of this smau is a big ouch to the heart. but the drama gets heavier as the story goes on and i'm here for it! happy soft ending! :)

Speak by Kikyo851 [ao3]

synopsis: you could not believe that your soulmate was such a crude and violent person...just to spite the universe and him you decide not to say a word to your "soulmate."

soulmate au in which the first words that your soulmate says to you is written on your wrist. this fulfilled my needs of a bakugou soulmate au! so cute and it is complete!

Of Snowscapes & Explosions by sugarbun [ao3]

synopsis: you've been categorized as second to shoto todoroki ever since grade school. after a frustrated vent to bakugou and a few of his cracks revealing some of his own frustrations you realize that maybe you and him aren't so different after all.

guys....when i tell you this fic is the slowest slow burn. i feel like it's so accurate to how bakugou would actually fall for someone. sadly, this fic is unfished tho and hasn't been updated in a couple years😭 but you should read it anyways.

cover shot (through the heart) by @andypantsx3

cross posted on ao3 here! cover shot (through the heart) by andypantsx3

synopsis: you're the only one who can deal with bakugou's attitude in the industry. he hasn't found something that bothers you...until he starts flirting with you, hello??

model/celebrity au. super cute fic. i'm warning you this is much spicier than some of my other recs. mdni. (also check out this author's other works. they have a lot of top tier content!!)

Motherly Love by @kweenkatsuki-fics

synopsis: bakugou gives his mom a late night call to thank her. the reason why softens her heart greatly.

super soft lil drabble that just about brings me to tears everytime i read it. in love with bakugou fr.

déjà vu by @cashmoneyyysstuff

synopsis: bakugou thinks back to some oddly familiar memories with you. and one thing always stays the same, you both are together.

oneshot the made my jaw drop. hit me hard in the feels.

untitled oneshot by @honeypirate

synopsis: being paired with your number 1 enemy for a group project proved that the universe hated you. well might as well have some fun with this and make bakugou's life just as miserable.

college au oneshot. i am always down for a good enemies to lovers trope!

risky by @kusaka6e

synopsis: moving from another country to work as a pro hero in japan was not the easiest. and a certain hot headed hero only adds to your frustrations.

oneshot about the obvious grown tension between you and pro hero dynamite.

i hope you find something you like! sorry for the late rec, have a lovely day/night!

[blueberry-writer]

𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘪'𝘮 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴!

·˚ ༘plot: do you really think he doesn't notice how everyone seems to want to take you away from him? (aka bsd mens when they're jealous!)

·˚ ༘ft: Dazai, Chuuya, Ranpo, Nikolai, Fyodor

·˚ ༘tw:fem!reader, possessive behaviour, a bit of dark content, sfw, mention of guns and/or murder in Osamu and Nikolai's part.

·˚ ༘ a/n:okey, i'm really guilty for not posting for two months and more and i'm really sorry about it..I'll do my best to post as soon as i can but all the tests and things i have to study in this semester are really taking me a lot of time- to make up for it, here some hc!

You can see DAZAI jealous in two different ways: When he's being a drama queen or when he's really jealous.

The first, is when he notices that you are talking to a literally another male human other than him, but in a friendly way.

He knows you very well, maybe even more than you could ever think, he know that you see that guy only as a friend and nothing more.. buuut! we all know Osamu, he's still gonna by a dramatic pain in the ass

"Ohh my, belladonna! Are you cheating on me?! You're really breaking my poor heart!" Dazai interrupted the conversation between you and your friend. "whaa- Of course i'm not!" You answered him "i don't belive you! Look at you, talking with someone else other than me! Am i not your favourite anymore?!"He puts his hands on your hips and rests his head on your shoulder. "Or, am i?" he whispered. you sighed, he is always the usual dramatic, your usual drammatic boyfriend. "You are.. and what can i do to be forgiven?" "mhh, uh i know! a romantic double suic-" "do not even think about it" You cut his words "uff!..maybe.." he pointed his cheek with his forefinger "a kiss??" you smiled: "Deal!"

The second, when he's really jealous, it's really rare. Osamu's eyes glaze over with jealousy when he sees someone who could actually take you away from him.

He can see how you are really comfortable with that person and how he seems very intrested in you.

Of course, you're not gonna betray him, don't you? He's not gonna lost his angel,right?

At that point, not only Osamu Dazai is jealous, the demon prodigy is envious.

'why all that does seems so natural? is this how betrayal works? Why is this happening? Why all off that seems so...human? Is she going to leave m-... No. She's not. I can't forget that my poor angel is a human,it is obvious that she could be subjugated by tricks like this. I'll just..I'll just help her a bit to not fall in the trick'

Let's just say that, whoopsie! Oddly, Dazai's gun is suddenly out of bullets!

You heard the front door open,there was only one other person who, apart from you, had the keys to the house :"Ohhh belladonna, I'm hooome!" You got out of bed, half asleep " 'Samu, it's late! where have you been all this time?"you yawned a little as you spoke. "Aw, is my angel tired?" he chuckled. "Mh a bit, i was waiting for you" you rubbed your eye lightly to try to stay awake. "oh you'll make me feel guilty! luckily, I got you a surprise~" you were really so tired that you didn't realize that Dazai,in his left hand, was holding a bouquet of red roses. "do you like them?" he smiled. You were a bit surprised, how sweet of him, don't you think? "I love them!" This surprise really waked you up. You took a second to admire his figure, how lucky you are, he really is your type. Tall, slender, a good build, a gun in his right hand, brown hair surrounding his beautiful fac- uh oh, wait a second- "O-Osamu, why do you have..why do you have a gun in your right hand?" there was a second of silence before dazai's voice eased the tension "mh?oh!, don't worry, it's unloaded! Ya see?" he tried to fire a few shots but nothing came out of the gun, so it was definitely empty now. "I went out to buy new bullets because they ran out, and you know, for my job it's always better to have a gun in my pocket!" his smile looked so innocent, how can you not belive him? You sighed with relief: "You're right, sorry..gosh, what i was even thinking!"he put the gun on the couch and lifted you up, you wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck "don't worry your self so much bella" he took a deep breath, as if to inhale your perfume one last time, before starting to walk towards your room "shall we go to sleep now, my sleeping beauty?" You nodded while you leaned your head in the crook of his neck and closed your eyes. "i love you so much Osamu" You murmured he chuckled "i love you too, angel. i would do anything to have you by my side"

Its' really easy to understand when CHUUYA is jealous. He's visibly frustrated and gets annoyed much more easily. But if you ask him if he's jealous, he'll answer you with "Pft, me? jealous? Baby please, that's absolutely ridiculous".

Sometimes it's quite funny to see him jealous, he's like a chihuahua growling at everyone who seems interested in you, and it's adorable!

Even if there are those times, when he's cleary ensecure.

Now, don't get me wrong! He's Nakahara Chuuya, a port mafia esecutive, he's really strong and smart. he isn't ensecure about what he is. He knows his strengths and limits.

He's ensecure about other person value. No one can assure him that the person you're talking to right now, can't give you more love and attentions than he gives you. He know what he can give you, but he's 'scared' that maybe there's someone who can give you more than him. He want only the best for his love, he's scared that he can't give you what you really deserve.

Thankfully, Chuuya isn't very good at hiding what's on his mind, it doesn't take you a long time to understand what he's thinking about.

So please, remind your boyfriend that he's more than 'good enough' by cuddle him a bit more in those times. I know you can do it, dear!

you and chuuya were sitting on the sofa, or rather, he was sitting on the sofa while you were sitting on his lap. chest to chest, you had your legs wrapped around his waist and your hands were playing with his hair. "I love you" You whispered with a smile, interrupting the moment of silence that was created between you and him. "i..i love you too princess. i really, really do." He seems like he was still lost in his toughts. You sighed, "Chuuya, please, look at me" and in the moment your eyes met, you immediately understood what was on his mind. "sigh, you leave no other choice.." "mh? what do you mea—" You kissed him "I love you so much Chuuya Nakahara" You kissed him on the forehead. "You're more than enough for me" Now on his cheek. "I want nothing more than to be with you" Now on his other cheek. You kissed him once again on his lips "I wouldn't trade you for anyone in the world" his eyes were wide open as his cheeks turn in a bright red: "God..I love you so fucking much, you have no idea"

RANPO doesn't become jealous very often. Like in the case of Dazai, he knows you and he know you see that person only as a friend. He's absolutely fine with you hanging out with your friends as long as most of your attention will still be focused on him.

He understands and is totally fine with you, once or twice, refusing to go on a date with him because you have to go out with your friends but if your rejections increase..well, this man will sure get jealous— why are you giving most of your attention to them and not him?? That's not fair! not fair!

Now, i think Ranpo could have two types of reactions:

◦Being sticky:

"Ranpo, please.. I already told you that this night i'll hang out with them!" you complained as you tried to free yourself from Ranpo's embrace. "Mhh,no! you've already gone out with them three times this week" he tightened his grip a little tighter and put his head in the crook of your neck. "That's not fair! I'm your boyfriend, not them!" he snorted. You were a little confused "..Ranpo, are you jealous?" There was a moment of silent, he was looking at you with a look that seemed to want to tell you 'Are you kidding me sweety?'. "Of course i'm jealous! wasn't it obvious? You're giving me less attention because of them..Do you really don't understand that?" You were a little surprised by how he admitted to being jealous without any problems— but Ranpo is still Ranpo after all. Well now, what excuse are you going to use with your friends to explain them that you can't go out tonight anymore?

◦Avoid you,until you understand "how he felt" when you 'rejected' him:

"C'mon! Why are you ignoring me??"you said in an exasperated tone, he's been ignoring you since this morning. "mph!" he snorts as he spins the swivel chair, leaving his back to you. "Ranpo i love you, but please, can you stop being childish and tell me why are you avoid me?". He sure was childish sometimes but you love it and he knows that. "i'm not childish! Why are you even bothering? Just go out with you friends since you prefer their company to mine!"He pouted "Oh but you know it isn't true!" "alalalalala i can't hear you! Guys can you hear her? Because i cant" Not only was he ignoring you, but he was also making a scene out of you in front of the agency. "Okey okey, i'm sorry! Can you please forgive me..?" "nope, that's not how it works!" you sighed, again, this guy is gonna make you crazy one of these one day. "Mhh, will you forgive if i buy you some snaks?" He turned in your direction, finally "That's not enough dear—" Your kiss was really really was unexpected for him "Not even if i spend all this day with you and i'll promise to give you more attention?" "You'll give me more attention that you give at them?" "I will for sure!" You smiled "..You really know how to make your favourite detective forgive you,don't you hon'?" He smiled back at you, and let you those beautiful emerald eyes that fall in love with.

Is like impossible to see NIKOLAI jealous—but only bacuse you can't see his jealousy, it doesn't mean that he's not!

Actually, we all saw how Nikolai is good at acting, right? So he'll play the part of the 'never jealous boyfriend' even when he's really jealous.

You can talk about and go out with every person you want, he for sure will not be the one to stop you—He doesn't have problems with your friends!..as long as they see you only as a friend as well.

But when you start to talk about someone who winned your love once(like an ex), or would have winned your love instead of him (like an old crush)..Well, he will act all lovely and being like "oh no,don't worry dove! You can talk about them,i don't mind!" while behind his wide smile he's allready planning something.

The death of that person? a threat? both? who knows! That's for sure an idea for a quiz

However, in front of you, you will only see you wonderfull 'never jealous booyfriend' with who you can speak about everything.

"and i swear, he was like my biggest crush on higschool!" You said while chuckling and smiling remembering you when you were a student

"Oh really?" Nikolai asked as he chuckle as well "i bet you were such a a messy student in love,dove!~"

"Yeah in fact,I was!" You keep smiling, sometimes it's nice to remember the past, especially when you can talk freely about it with your boyfriend!

"But then..i never saw him again after the last year of school" you sighed softly and chuckled "you can't imagine how sad I was about that at the time!..Now i only laugh when I think about it" you smiled.

Nikolai smirks a bit "well, you have me now~ don't you?"

You looked at him with a warm smile "yeah, and i'm glad about it"

"aww! dove, your gonna make me blush!i can fell my heart melting~" Nikolai put a hand to his chest, being dramatic, as usual.. but what is life without drama? boring!

You only chuckled at his reaction

ahh, nikolai..your nikolai, your boyfriend. He's so perfect isn't he?

He's handsome, funny, silly and extremely intelligent when needed. How can you not love this guy?

he doesn't even get jealous for you to see! He's such a good boyfriend that rather than playing the boring part of 'the jealous boyfriend', he kills without your knowledge all those who tried to get your love before him.

he gets rid of that nagging emotion called jealousy and you save yourself a trauma, it's a win-win situation, isn't it?

I have the head canon that FYODOR is quite a really possessive person, so i think he can sense even the slightest advance from other people towards you.

Of course, he's not the kind of guy who shows that he's possessive, instead, he will make small moves, almost unnoticed by you, but which imply that you are his, only his.

His arm around your waist as he listens to you talk with your friend, sometimes is closer to you a few centimeters more than usual, his intention of wanting to get all your attention making you forget who you were talking to until a few minutes ago.

There are only few times when he does something maybe a little more..evident. Looking at you with the smirk that you like so much while you try to converse with someone, he becomes a little more clingy which he usually isn't,he takes your chin with his index finger and made you to look at him, before leaving you a sweet and quick kiss.. all infront of your friend.

You blushed hardly after Fyodor kissed you infront of your friend.

"I- I-" You were trying to say something, but you were too stunned to speak.

Fyodor smirked"Oh? What is it now milaya? up until a few seconds ago you seemed to have a lot to talk about with your friend. why don't you keep talking mh?"

𝙧𝙚𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙/𝙤𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙! 𝙊𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜💙

[wonfilms]

━⁠☆ﾟ｡ﾟTXT WHEN THEY CALL YOU "CLINGY"

includes : bf! ot5 x gn! reader.

warnings : a lot of tears, hurt / comfort , a tiny bit of swearing

soobin only registered the words slipping from his lips after he'd said them, he immediately regretted it when he saw how your eyes glossed up as you shrunk into yourself.

"oh god, babe i didn't mean that i'm so sorry." he almost jumped up to engulf you into his arms. when he felt you sniffle in his embrace he felt his own tears prick in the corners of his eyes, he'd been so stressed lately with his tight schedule, he'd never meant to lash out on you.

that was the last thing he wanted to do.

he couldn't ask you to forgive him right away. he deserved your silence, " 'm so so sorry" he whispered into your hair. he hoped that if he would say it enough times you'd believe it

beomgyu spat the words out in such a flurry of emotions.

he was angry, not at you but himself. he'd let the deadlines get too close and he stressed himself out which amounted to him showing all of his pent up frustration on you.

"you're so clingy you don't know when to stop, do you?

he watched the way your expression turned sour as you scoffed, "oh fuck you beomgyu."

he felt the aftermath of his words like the silence of your usually happy and noisy shared apartment.

he knew you wouldn't talk to him, and he knew he deserved it though even you, deep down, knew that he didn't mean any of it at all.

beomgyu often spoke his mind, even if his heart said something entirely different.

"god you're so clingy, do you ever think about that??" hyuka mumbled quietly under his breath, the room was so quiet that it was loud enough for you to hear.

"do you want to say that louder kai?" you spat out with a scoff. though you regretted provoking him further, you felt your blood boil in your veins at his words, "i said, you're so clingy " he spoke louder this time.

his voice rang out slicing through the tension in the room like a knife. "i can't believe you" you mumbled before heading out the room.

he couldn't believe it either, he couldn't believe he'd just said that to you.

yeonjun groaned when you asked him to come and eat dinner, you felt your heart drop as he mumbled something incoherent under his breath, all you caught from his sentence was the word clingy.

you immediately backed away from the door closing it, though he tried to stop you through the door you refused to give in, you didn't want to get your feelings hurt more.

it was safe to say that yeonjun regretted it, he often found himself in situations where he realised how much you meant to him after he'd lost you for a while.

he wouldn't ask for your forgiveness straight away, you wouldn't accept it but even he knew that he deserved what was coming.

taehyun would've crumbled when he saw the tears in your eyes, somehow the anger that had bubbled up and overflowed earlier disappeared when he saw you.

he's messed up big time.

"god, i'm so sorry-" there was almost a sense of desperation in his voice. he pulled you close , kissing your forehead through his own tears. though you knew he didn't mean it, he couldn't forgive himself for lahsing out on you like that.

a/n : whoopsie i'm sorry about this one, i just felt like hurting everyone and my self

[lu-dao-writes]

— 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 (𝙃𝙪𝙖 𝘾𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙜)

꒰ྀི 🥀ˎˊ˗ 𝙎𝙮𝙣𝙤𝙥𝙨𝙞𝙨 He loves you not.

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) Spoilers, cheating, hurt no comfort, HC’s unapologetic devotion for XL in front of you, rough sex, HC is not so great in this one, jealousy, gn!reader, mention of using sex as a coping mechanism, minimum editing.

𝘼/𝙉 I’m getting back into my danmei lmaoo. It’s nice to also post short pieces since I’ve been burnt out with long projects. So also I’m aware of the whole statute scene, but I didn’t go into depth because I’m not that far🥲. But I also appreciate all the likes I’ve gotten on my TGCF stuff! Also uh… This definitely also gave me vibes. Idek if the song works completely but it’s 🥵MINORS/AGELESS DNI! ⋆💔˚｡⋆ ྀི꒱

Edited 01/24/24: I made a whoopsie on the timeline. I mistaken chapters and pages like a dummy 😅😅. Holy balls I’m sorry y’all🤣.

Never did you imagine catching the Huā Chéng’s attention nor having his good graces.

You are nothing but a simple god in the heavens. Nothing highly praised, but important enough to be recognized and worshiped.

Of course you kept your meetings a secret and you enjoyed every small moment you had with him, after all, he is a very busy man, one of the four calamities in the ghost realm. You understand the workload.

You love him though with all his perfect and imperfections.

But…

You noticed a change as of late, and it all started when crown prince Xiè Lián arrived in the heavens for the third time apparently.

You knew very little of him initially, but you gathered the opinions of others due to the nasty things that were spewed from one mouth to another.

Obviously this wouldn’t do, so you opted to help him with the case in Mount Yujun, and you weren’t alone. Two “junior” officials also join you as well, and though they’re incredibly amusing, they’re also a headache as usual.

Anyways. While on this mission Xiè Lián was anything but what was being said in the heavens by the other gods. He’s incredibly humble, kind, has strong morals, and is charitable. A perfect friend to have in your life.

You don’t pry into his history, and you can tell he’s appreciative of that.

Once the mission is over with you come to your own conclusion and don’t regret it. You planned to even come visit him and help him out at his shrine until that familiar presence has you frozen in place.

What is Huā Chéng doing here..?

You left before you could be detected, fleeing back to your little palace and drowning yourself in your duties while unwillingly being stuck in your thoughts as well.

As days go by you note that when your beloved finally comes to you, it’s after his highness returns from another mission…

Huā Chéng is overwhelmed with emotions, that much is obvious when he grabs you so tight, his body tense and shoulders trembling just faintly.

His turmoil distracts you from your unsteady heart and you offer to remedy his burdens by being the one to lovingly service him.

But he turns your offer down.

Instead he resorts to his usual, just putting you on your hands and knees and then making you ride him with your back facing him when he grows tired of doing the work.

You’ve… Never had too much of a problem with this, the positions always hitting you deeply in those special, toe curling spots, and honestly he fucks you dumb to the point you got no thoughts.

But this didn’t soothe your paranoia, and you weren’t sure how to bring it up to him.

So you resort to soothing yourself.

‘It’s just insecurity. I’m just blowing it out of proportion.. Huā Chéng loves me.’

It only works for so long.

After that night Huā Chéng became distant again and soon did the unthinkable.

He snatched Xiè Lián from his palace where he was made to be confined in, and made a nice little show about it in the communication array.

You were dazed and hurt, not sure what his plans were and why he’s so infatuated with Xiè Lián. You weren’t sure if he wanted to hurt him or…

Or…

Your chest is heavy, but you push through and go with Fēng Xìn and Mù Qíng to find the runaway duo.

In the end, you wished to have just stayed tucked away in your palace, distracting yourself with your work for a moment longer than seeing this .

There’s many.. Many statues of Xiè Lián, all depicting a specific moment in his and Huā Chéng’s lifetime, or just because Huā Chéng wants another beautiful image of the crown prince.

It’s sick and painful. Your body trembling and your mind sinking deeper and deeper into the abyss that’s your proven thoughts.

Some can say it’s romantic.. Other can say it’s creepy. Pick your poison. But you felt humiliated above all else. It makes you question whether your relationship was even real this entire time.

When Huā Chéng makes his sudden appearance, he doesn’t even look ashamed, his attention and concern solely on Xiè Lián.

When you finally managed to leave Ghost City, like usual, you locked yourself away and finally exploded, taking your anger out on some of your furniture before sobbing on the cold floor, nothing but the shadows on the wall to comfort you in your grief.

All along Huā Chéng has been devoted to and in love with Xiè Lián.

The times you’ve had sex you’re sure he’s imagined him in your place.

In the meantime you were just something to keep him occupied until he had his chance.

You felt used and foolish and you had a tidal wave of resentment for Huā Chéng at his callousness.

And unfortunately you couldn’t help but have a little resentment for Xiè Lián…

You only distanced yourself from him and his party of growing allies, ignoring the hurt in his eyes when you brush him off, and ignoring him when he came to your palace asking for you and checking on you.

Your bitterness was just too immense.

You assume that no one knows still about you and your one sided relationship with Huā Chéng, otherwise you’re sure your doors would’ve been blown open and you’d be dragged into court for an interrogation by now.

Huā Chéng has yet to face you, and it hurts, but you’re not surprised either. You’re sure you’re not going to get an apology either.

Love truly can be a curse…

But for now you’ll let yourself mourn and stew in your anger. You’ll throw a small pity party for yourself and be a little destructive.

“Hi…! I know it’s late and this is completely random, but is that offer still available…?”

“Of course, come right on in~.”

You only hope that Péi Míng doesn’t pry too much…

[timdrakescoffeecup]

(Updated Sometimes) Tim Drake Fanfic Masterlist

cw's will not be included, so make sure to check the tags. also might include some jason fics too

Bang, bang by Ididloveyou_once

Tim asks Jason to teach him how to use a gun. (One shot, funny)

The Long Way Home by itsnatalie

Tim and Jason get trapped in a labyrinth that shows their worst nightmares. (Multi, angst, hurt/comfort)

like falling water by naheka

Dick crashes at Jason's place, hopped up on fear gas. (One shot, funny)

Bet on it by Lysical

Damian needs Jason's help to hide something from Bruce. (One shot, funny)

Deliver Yourself by forestgreen

Jason adopts his younger self. (Multi, angst)

Banshee In A Well by liverobinreaction (bugbee)

Tim is five years old when he drowns in his parents' pool. He dies quietly, waiting for parents who love him, but will never be there, to realise that something is wrong. They never show up, and he sinks into oblivion.

When he wakes up and claws his way out of the water, the sun has set, and the lights of his house are on. He is cold and wet and his lungs burn.

But most of all, Tim is alone. (Multi, angst)

Home by sElkieNight60

Tim forgets who he is. (Multi, angst)

Late Night Langoustining by whaleofatime

Jason adopts a lobster. (One shot, funny)

two against the world by carolinaa

While following Batman and Robin, Tim finds a puppy. (Multi, hurt/comfort)

Like a Hinge, Like a Wing by Ultrageekatlarge

Tim blackmails Batman into helping him arrest his murderous uncle. (Multi, hurt/comfort)

See Life As a Worthy Opponent by TriviasGhost

Tim goes to a universe where he never existed. (Multi, incomplete)

The Return by lurkinglurkerwholurks

What the comics neglected to cover after Bruce returns from being lost in time. (Multi, hurt/comfort)

Obedience by Sohotthateveryonedied

Something is seriously wrong with Tim—Jason just knows it. Ever since the Mad Hatter incident, Tim has been acting completely different, and the worst part is that no one believes Jason when he tells them so.

But when the truth is eventually revealed, the whole family comes to realize that the situation is far worse than anyone could have ever predicted. (One shot, angst)

To an Athlete Dying Young by SonoSvegliato

A series detailing Tim’s ascension to Robinhood, with angsty Red Hood vigilantes in the background. (Multi, angst)

Matters of the Heart by DM (Nyerus), Nyerus

Kon need's Tim's help with an investigation in Metropolis. Feelings ensue. (Multi, Timkon)

It Wasn't Real (But We Were Happy) by lurkinglurkerwholurks

“Everyone’s fine. You don’t need me anymore. I told you, Bruce. I told you I’d stay until you didn’t need me anymore.”

“I’m sorry. I stayed too long. I should have... I shouldn’t have waited so long." (Multi, angst)

occam's razor by Beatrice eagle

An in-universe reddit thread about Jason's death. (One shot, funny)

To Try, To Err, To Try Again by theLiterator

Tim knits Damian a present. (One shot, wholesome?)

let's get mischievous by CreamofTomatoSoup

Tim's friend gets possessed by Dionysius. (One shot, angst)

Whoopsie by MichaBerry

Tim forgets to tell that he lost his spleen. Oops. (One shot, angst?)

Latchkey by goldkirk

Tim Drake is thirteen, runs the famous BatWatch blog that has spiraled hilariously out of control, has absentee parents that suit his purposes just fine, is training himself to run the streets at night, and is doing absolutely peachy, thank you.

Alfred and Jason disagree, and get Dick and Bruce involved in figuring out their weird nextdoor neighbor kid’s life. Everything goes uphill from there. (Multi, hurt/comfort, this is a MUST READ for timfics)

Trouble Magnet by strikeyoucolors

"It's like you've been synchronized into passively hostile acts against Tim. Did he do something? Were you brainwashed? Because I now have a son who has been crushed, had his face broken, and been shot. All incidences of friendly fire. " (One shot, funny)

Echoes of You by SilverSkiesAtMidnight

Milk white skin beneath the mud, black hair hanging in muddy clumps around his ears. Blue eyes staring back at him, animal-bright and dilated in the brief moment before he flinches back from the light with a cry of pain that stabs through Jason to the soul. (One shot, angst)

A Simple Life by RenaRoo

Tim Drake is living a simple life in one of the worst parts of Gotham. He makes the best of it, though. He makes for himself the only life he's ever known...

He thinks. (One shot, angst)

The Wound Begins to Bleed by audreycritter

Now that Tim’s moved back to the manor, he just wants a few afternoons a week without Damian around.

Funny how getting that was the catalyst for him becoming a better big brother. (One shot, brotherly bonding)

Hey, Lawman! by dinolaur

Tim goes MIA during lunch. (One shot, funny)

Gotham Banksy by LananiA3O

After finding out that he remains unavenged, Jason returns to Gotham, but instead of deciding to kill Bruce, he decides to channel his rage into a more creative endeavor: spray-painting Gotham until the message is loud and clear to everyone: fuck Batman. (Multi, angst)

Breaking News: Local Teen Given Intervention For Normal Behaviour by yellowrooster

Tim ends up in an alternate dimension where he's considered a drug addict. (One shot, funny)

Bay Through Hell by GordandV

Tim is mermaid. (Multi, AU)

Hot Dog, French Fries by eggmacguffin

Damian tries to hide that he's been hit with a truth serum. (One shot, hurt/comfort)

What happens in Vegas by Ididloveyou_once

Tim and Kon get married in Vegas, while drunk. (Multi, timkon)

Quarter past midnight by Aaren

Instead of being found by Talia after crawling out of his grave, Jason becomes a nurse. (Multi, canon divergence)

(Un)Wanted by Mika-chan (mikarin)

Tim gets kidnapped. (One shot, hurt/comfort)

A Midafternoon Beetdown by whaleofatime

Jason cosplays as a organic farmer. (One shot, funny)

Liminal Space by Calamityjim

Bruce's habit of collecting strays isn't limited by dimension. (Multi, hurt/comfort)

Can't Stay Down (a Documentary) by SonoSvegliato

Tim gets his tonsils removed. (Multi, funny)

Surveillance by smilebackwards

Tim is a civilian who contributes to crime fighting by taking surveillance photos and leaving them on the desktop of the Batcomputer. (Multi, found family)

Chemistry of a Car Crash by anthologia

Tim gets into a car crash. (One shot, hurt/comfort)

Bet It all On Red by centreoftheselights

Instead of becoming enemies, Robin and Red Hood form an alliance. (One shot series, canon divergence)

False Dichotomy by heartslogos

Red Hood calls Red Robin's bandoliers "super convenient idiot handles". (One shot)

don't take you guns to town by kreestar

batman comes home from a night patrolling to find a 10 year old jason todd waiting for him in his kitchen. across gotham, at the same time, red hood is stopped by a 25 year old bruce wayne. (One shot, angst)

Stubborn by audreycritter

When your butler mom calls and says, "Go check on your brother," you don't argue. You just do it. (Multi, sickfic)

I'm Just Fine by girlgeekjf

After rescuing a group of kidnapped children, Tim reflects on what he could’ve done better. (One shot, hurt/comfort)

A Christmas Miracle by Mithen

Damian and Dick go undercover to bust a child-kidnapping ring whose members dress up as Santa Claus. (One shot, funny)

Confidence Lost by C_R_Scott

Everything about Neal Caffrey’s past prior to his 18th birthday is a mystery, even to him. However, when someone unexpectedly recognizes him by a name that he has never used as an alias before, he learns that the biggest con of his life is literally his life. (or, tim is neal caffrey from white collar) (multi, crossover)

Exit Wounds by incogneat_oh

Did you hear this one? A vigilante walks into a warehouse and kills the joker. (One shot, angst)

If the Sky Comes Falling Down (For You) by lurkinglurkerwholurks

Five times Jason saved his siblings, and one time they saved him. (Multi, hurt/comfort)

Normally People Pass Out After by WriterfromGotham

Tim donates blood. (One shot, angst and fluff)

In Living Memory by DangerBeckett

Jason remembers why he stays out of other people's business. (One shot, angst)

Set My Mind To Wandering by Tabithian

Tim goes on a vacation. (One shot series, angst)

A Little Bit of Sunshine, A Little Bit of Rain by ohwhatevrewhatevr

For once, Tim is happy with his life. (One shot, fluff?)

American Ninja Worrier by DangerBeckett

Tim hires a ninja intern. Jason becomes concerned. (One shot, funny)

The Wrong Boy is Breathing by heartslogos

Tim visits Jason's grave all the time. (One shot, angst)

Jason Todd: The Not-So-Outlaw by GoAwayOlivia

Jason Todd isn't what Batman made him, he isn't what the Joker made him, he isn't what the League of Assassins made him, and he isn't what the Lazarus Pit made him. He's his own person and he's taking himself back, one home renovation at a time. Also he might just make friends with the people who are supposed to be his brothers while he's at it. (Multi, hurt/comfort)

The Art of Conversation by glassgoblin

Robin needs to talk to a friend, but everyone is a little busy. (One shot, angst)

Road Rage Robin by heartslogos

"I’d be doing humanity a favor.” Tim grinds out, “And I would get away with it. I could totally get away with it. I’ve done worse.“ (One shot, funny)

How to be a male Batgirl by Blackjay27

There are many ways to help Batman and Robin, but no matter which universe he's in, Tim's method will always end with him in a costume on Gotham's rooftops. (Multi, canon divergence)

I Saw Grayson Kissing Santa Claus by pupeez4eva

It’s Christmas time, and Damian is on a mission - to stop this ‘Santa Claus’ fellow from molesting his older brother. (Multi, funny) (this fic is so funny it made me cackle out loud)

Favourite Strangers by SpiritsFlame

It's been six months since Bruce's actions led to the death of Superman. (One shot, crossover with the movies?)

show me yesterday, for i can't find today by indent

Then: The year is 2013. Jason Todd is alive, fourteen years old, and about to follow Sheila Haywood, his birth mother, into the hands of the Joker. All he wants is to save her life.

Now: The year is 2018. Jason Todd was dead. But now he's a nineteen year old vigilante about to take down the latest C-Lister rogue. Unfortunately for him, its a rogue that specialises in time-travel technology. And what starts as an easy takedown...ends as a time travelling phenomenon.

The two Jasons swap places. (Multi, hurt/comfort)

Retrograde Motion by Lysical

All Jason wanted was a case that was simple, clean, and far away from the latest mess in Gotham. Magic wasn't the Outlaws' area of expertise, but they soon found themselves investigating a dark wizard with a penchant for organ harvesting.

When an accident on the case leaves Jason as a clueless seven year old with a memory that's spotty at best, what else can his team do but go to his family for help? (Multi, hurt/comfort?)

anglerfish by envysparkler

Robin was having a horrible night even before the Red Hood showed up. (One shot, angst)

Tso'ape Mumbichi by keeptogethernow

Tim is Talon. (Multi, AU)

Kodokuno Shoujo (A Lonely Girl) by C_R_Scott

A tale of two Robins wrapped up in an Asian-style horror story. Tim Drake goes to Japan for business, both for Wayne Enterprises and Batman Incorporated. However, when he returns to Gotham City, it's Damian Wayne who discovers he brought along more from his trip overseas than just his luggage and mission report. (Multi, horror)

at me, too, someone is looking by bacondoughnut

Dick Grayson knows he's got problems when the Red Hood's busted leg somehow becomes his concern. (Multi, hurt/comfort)

Help by Loxare

Jason never went to Gotham after he emerged from the Lazarus Pit. Instead, he went to Bludhaven to begin his reign of terror. (Or Jason adopts all the children of Bludhaven.) (Multi, fluff)

Lean on me by Musingsofthesky

Tim just wants to hang out with Bruce. Too bad his cold has other plans. (One shot, sickfic)

The Ol' Switcheroo by AutumnHobbit

Damian takes a bullet for Tim. (One shot, angst)

Meant to be by protagonistically

Tim takes a bullet for Bruce. (One shot, angst)

Juneberries by MichaBerry

When Tim is taken, Damian has to come to terms with his own insecurities, and how he really feels towards his older 'brother'. When he does, it might be too late. (Multi, angst)

though the sun continues to stand by metropolisjournal (TKodami)

Tim in the movie universe. (Multi, angst)

The Time We've Got by DawnsEternalLight

While on an emergency Redbull run, Tim tries to talk to his adopted father. (One shot, fluff)

[thatfuckinjester]

Had a little thought...

Phantom, who starts believing he's invisible after the tour with the way no one talks to him. With this 'invisibility' of his, he just avoids everyone. That's until a new sibling of sin sees him once and becomes absolutely enamored with the little bug. They see that he's smaller than the other ghouls (and most humans), and start taking care of him.

His ratty hair? Brushed and cut. The small amount of skin on his bones? Replaced by a good layer of fat(maybe a Phantummy). Everything goes well until Aether gets back.

Expecting to see both new ghouls in the den with the rest of his pack, he only sees one new ghoul. He searches the ministry top to bottom just to find the little quint. When he finally does, he realizes just how little scent the bug has, and that's why it was so hard to find him. The only reason for that is not enough receiving of other ghouls' pheromones.

What saddens Aether even more is that the little quints only companion seems to be a human, no ghoul in sight. Aether's blood boils, and he immediately hunts down the rest of the pack and gives them a talking to.

That 'talking to' was the scariest thing the rest of the pack had ever been through. They've never been yelled at by Aether. Never heard his voice get that loud. It was so loud that Phantom heard every word of it. Phantom hearing every word of it just hurts his brain. Why were the others getting yelled at? Are they getting yelled at because of me? I thought they didn't notice me. Why are they in trouble?

Anything the little quint thought just made him go back to wanting to hide, even from his one friend.

This got a little long, whoopsies.

-🤭

calling the sibling "nog" because that name is important to me, also i'm writing it while babysitting my 15 days old brother and burning my breakfast so i'm sorry if this sucks anyway-

what if it didn't start after the tour ended, it just became more stronger, more present, as phantom became less there.

no one truly cares about him, even if he helps them out with something they won't even acknowledge him. so he just sits at the library, teaching himself about the stats because no else would.

and then he met someone, they said their name is nog, phantom liked the way they pronounced it.

nog likes him, they say that they're taller than him, even though they're about the same height, and they have interesting stories.

they like apple juice and sweet things, they made him a bracelet which he refuse to take out, they even promised to teach him how to make those!!

but then phantom didn't show up to the library when nog looked for them. they just shrugged it up, thinking that maybe he has some ghoul things to do.

but one day became two, and two became three, and theee became four, and then it's been a whole week without nog seeing him.

and when they did see him.. oh it hurt.

they went to their room, it was pretty late, but they looked around for phantom. and they did found him, sleeping restlessy on the floor of their room.

they woke him up slowly, a tender hand shaking his shoulder, and a their soft, sad smile greeting phantom when he opened his eyes.

"i didn't know where to go," he said quietly "nowhere else felt safe." and nog just hugged him close, his head pressed to their chest as he cried silently, nog's fingers running and untangling his messy hair.

they drew him a bath, brushing out his hair slowly and taking care of it, and at the end of the night, phantom fell asleep hugged in nog's arms. and maybe that's how a pack should feel.

and since that night, phantom stayed at nog's room. the both of them ate together every meal in their room, and slowly phantom even started to snack between meals, nog could have cried from happiness over it.

and when aether and omega came back? nog was determined not to let them know where phantom was. no one looked for him, no one cared, so why would they?

But they looked for him, aether especially, they've asked every ghoul in the ministry, and when they got to the siblings in sin, nog almost broke.

"i never spoke to him." they said, eyes strong and not giving up the lie, they just forgot that they're speaking to not only ghouls but quintessence ghouls, it was so obvious to them that nog lied. the only question is why.

so aether keeps an eye on them, following them around all day long, there wasn't really anything wrong that he found, until nighttime came.

as nog opened the door to their room and aether was about to give up, he catched the tiniest bit of how quintessence magic smells. aether's foot stopped the door from shutting close behind nog, and he swear to satan that he was about to attack the sibling before he saw phantom.

phantom looked healthy, but he didn't smell okay. his smell wasn't his own, it was only the magic, and aether's heart broke when he realized what was going on.

"is he safe with you?" he asked nog, they nodded.

"thank you, for doing this." he said again, and nog finally found their voice, "if none of *you* can be his family i will."

"oh don't worry, phantom is part of my pack. i'm just going to make sure that the rest of my pack knows it."

nog and phantom have heard the whole "polite conversation" aether had with the rest of the pack, nog hugging him through it whole and phantom...

the next morning phantom was gone . he wasn't in his room or in nog's room.

[thegoblinboy]

So you guys remember this post that I posted the other day? The one where Eddie makes a deal with Steve to read a book for him? Well I kind of have been working on more for that. (Slowly but surely) and I kind of want to post and get an opinion on this scene I wrote for it, I still have to edit it but for the general idea I was just curious to see if I should I keep it in the oneshot

Eddie had told himself that he wasn't going to pay attention to Steve Harrington after their agreement in the library. But he was never good at holding himself to his own word. Ten minutes after he had left Steve by himself in that aisle, he found himself wandering the school hallways. Specifically near the nurses lounge, where he spends possibly five minutes standing outside of in hopes of hearing Steve inside.

When he realizes he wasn't going to actually know if the king was in there without actually walking in there himself he becomes slightly agitated.

An idea pops into his head when he hears the bell ring, signaling the end of the period and the beginning of the next. He scurries to the side of the hallway, where he can catch every face that passes him. Crossing his arms as he leans back a bit, glancing over faces before finding exactly the one he needs.

He nearly tackles Gareth when he sees the familiar flannel vest. Quickly shoving him in the direction of the nurses office, with some struggle. Enough struggle that the book in his hand was nearly smacked away towards the wall to their right.

"What the hell dude!" Gareth's voice squeaks a bit.

Eddie may have accidentally chosen the wrong trooper for this job. With how much he was concentrated on this singular quest he had forgotten Gareth was one to piss off fairly easy. His nose was already scrunching up and he was already starting to smack Eddie's chest as his face began to match the color of his flannel.

"Eddie what the fuck!" Gareth finally gains some control as he quickly turns around and shoves Eddie backwards and into a couple of passing bystanders.

Awkwardly smiling, Eddie wiggles his fingers apologetically towards the group of kids before he's quickly walking back up to Gareth. Realizing he was going to have to come up with a good excuse as to why he had to go into the nurses office and check to see if Steve Harrington was inside.

Making a whoopsie face Eddie quickly leans forward and plops his hands down on the other's shoulders. "Sorry Gare bear didn't mean to startle you but I need your assistance my kind sir." He tilts his head and bit and hopes that his smile could possibly soften the other's anger. Just enough to receive his help.

Gareth grumbles a bit as he angrily lifts his hands up and squeezes his fists dramatically. As if he was reenacting choking Eddie out. As he angrily growls a bit he then smacks the others hands off from him as he glances down at his watch. Making even angrier noises when the bell goes off again, telling both him and Eddie they were late to their next class.

"This better be fucking good Munson." He growls out a bit before crossing his arms around his chest.

Eddie laughs a bit awkwardly, "Well you see- I kind of need you to walk into the nurses room for me and check to see if Steve Harrington is in there." He puts on his best smile again, but this time it wasn't working nearly as well as before.

Gareth's eyes were starting to do that squinty thing, along with his fists digging into his sides. Eddie's pretty sure that the boys left eye twitches a little.

"Did you seriously just nearly tackle me in the fucking hall way just to get me to check and see if his highness was in the nurses office?" Gareth's voice carry's no tone as he talks, which was not a good sign for Eddie.

"Language young Jedi, do you talk to your mother with that mouth?"

"Eddie!"

"Fine, I may or may not have done that. But it's important, I'll let you do whatever you want with the next character you build." He promises as he brings his hands up. "Scouts honor."

Gareth takes a moment to think before he's grumbling and turning to enter into the nurses office. The bell on the door dings lightly behind him as Eddie carefully starts to pace back and forth down the hallway. Chewing on his nails a bit as he keeps an eye on the door.

Five minutes pass before the door opens again with Gareth holding a hall pass. His face was not as red anymore, and he now had a lolly pop in his mouth.

"So?" Eddie asks impatiently.

"No sign of him," Gareth answers before he adds, "now can I go back to class? Or do you want me to go in there and find out how big his feet are from his file next?" He sasses.

"Oh shut up, and get to class you little asswipe." Eddie grumbles a bit. Mood slightly soured as he realizes the Steve didn't listen to him.

A soft "bitch" is sent his way before Gareth is leaving him by the nurses door.

Eddie swings back to the library, just to make sure that he didn't miss Steve in there. When he realizes there was no use in searching he plops himself down at one of the tables that sat in front of the check out area.

Sulking just a little as he checks the time, seeing he barely had twenty minutes of class left. Deciding that there was no point in going he ends up opening the book from earlier and slowly begins to read the first page.

Yeah sorry to be that guy I just need an opinion and I don’t have any beta readers rn. Also I need help deciding a name for this oneshot oh my god

[illubean]

Leorio with Male!Overaffectionate!Reader

Characters: Leorio Paladaknight

Type: Fluff, Headcanons, Male!reader

IMGGNGNGBGNMFMG THIS WAS A RQ BUT I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED IT SO ANON IF UR SEEING THIS IM SO SORRY 😭😭😭 also it's a lil short sry about that😓

Warnings: None

ok first of all it's gonna take a while for Leorio to come to terms with himself

he can't feel this way about a guy, can he? he's straight after all (spoiler alert hes not)

so you being super affectionate gives him some conflicted feelings

like yes he loves the attention but also ???

but eventually he does come to terms with himself being not so straight and he actually really enjoys how clingy you can get

his favorite thing is when you hang off of his arm in public, wether it be because you're nervous or just want to be close to him

he's not opposed to you planting kisses all over him or jumping on him, actually it just boosts his ego

like "yes look at me and my bf we are in love"

when you go to restaurants and you insist you guys sit on the same side of the table he won't hesitate to wrap an arm around your shoulder

he really enjoys it when you silently offer to feed him too he thinks its the cutest thing ever <3

in private he drops the cool guy type of persona and is quicker to return your affections

you guys are so in love it's disgusting

both of you refuse to leave each others side when you're home together

this includes going to the bathroom, you guys hold hands while one of you shits 💀

if you guys both have a day in together don't expect to get anything done because you WILL be cuddled up to each other all day

if he ever tries to get up in the middle of the night without you you probably end up clinging on to his waist/legs while he struggles to walk away (which results in his pants falling down whoopsies)

you just looked so peaceful he didn't want to wake you

from now on he'll just carry your tired form with him to the bathroom or the kitchen for a late night snack

[silverzoomies]

Maternal

kai anderson x reader smut

chapter 2: glass

warnings: female reader, mommy kink (not age play), manipulation, oral sex, fingering, masturbation, cults, kissing, maternal instinct, rough sex, smut, kai anderson is his own warning

word count: 3053

a/n: first chapter i kinda goofed off the whole time writing it. this time around ?? it's harder to be silly when shit's a little too serious. whoopsie !! sorry, this kinda takes a fucked up turn. uhhhhhhhhhhhh apologies for shitty writing and ooc kai but ty for readin' anyways if you do. if you don't ?? bitch i don't fuckin' blame you ✌️✌️✌️

chapter 1 here.

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After Kai took Winter’s life, any sense of hope left lingering within your soul disintegrated. If you could disappear off the face of the Earth then, to some far reaches of the universe; you would have done so in an instant.

You were so far beyond emotionally broken. Mental exhaustion and anguish unlike any you’d ever felt in your entire life dragged you onwards. Pulled in a ruthless, brutal tug by your ankles through normality; you kept going. Maybe everything that happened was, in some way, your own fault. You did spend too much of your precious time trying to rationalize every fucked up, morbid thing Kai ever did. And at any moment, you could have reported him to the authorities.

But you didn’t.

And now? You’d lost the one and only best friend you had in your lonesome life as an adult. Never again would you hear her laugh. Never again would you see her smirk with that sleepy-eyed gaze, her eyelids darkened with heavy eyeshadow. And no longer would you listen, as Winter ranted to you those politics you couldn't care the least bit about. But still loved hearing all the same. She was gone. And you’d give anything to have her back, even for one more day. At least, just to say – I’m so fucking sorry.

It didn’t surprise you in the least when Kai finally ended up in prison. That’s where he needed to be, after all. News outlets and social media sites covered his story in mass. Serving as grim reminders of all the atrocities he committed in his search for world domination. You avoided it all to the best of your ability, choosing to remain as ignorant as humanly possible. Knowing he killed Winter was enough. You didn’t need any further heartbreak.

Standing in your kitchen as you dried off a washed wine glass; you heard a noise. It was late. A little past 3:30 AM. A gentle bump rang out somewhere at the other side of your dimly lit apartment. Ignoring the sound, you moved onto another glass.

You were much too beat-down and numb to worry yourself over harmless noises.

The glass in your hands shattered upon impact, as it hit the hardwood floor below you. Sharp, crystal-like pieces flew in every direction, showering the floor. Leaving subtle scratches in their wake.

The glass had slipped from your hands, your grip falling loose as you jumped with a panicked shriek. Because before you, as if he’d never left for prison at all, was Kai. A face you found too familiar, yet somehow, so unfamiliar all the same.

In his gaze, he carried not an ounce of emotion. His eyes were nothing but a toxic abyss of emptiness. Sunken bags held with a heavy weight under those eyes. Once upon a time, you’d raked your fingers through the faded, blue strands of his hair. But at this moment, they were absent. His head was shaved to a clean buzz. Maybe, if you fooled yourself enough, you could pretend this Kai was his more deranged, evil twin.

You were petrified, frozen in place like a victim turned to stone under Medusa’s gaze.

Wordlessly, you let your eyes drop to the odd tattoo etched into his chest. It peeked out from the dirty, prison clothes he wore. They were tattered, and torn in a few places. When you let your eyes drift even further down, you noticed Kai wasn’t wearing any shoes. Squinting, you found you could make out another tattoo marked on his foot. “Motherland” was all it said. And on his arms, were a few others…of a more, morally questionable nature. Ah. So, he really did go off the deep end. Lovely.

Kai said nothing, but slowly raised his arms. He kept a blank, lifeless look upon his face. And step by steady step, he approached you. Your heart leapt in alarm, and you sucked in a harsh breath. You found yourself gasping even louder at the sound of glass shards crunching under his bare feet. On instinct, without thinking, you reached out a hand in concern.

“Careful!” You cried. Tears began to pool at the corners of your eyes.

Kai didn’t stop. He only kept moving closer. Even as the glass under his feet surely pierced his skin, Kai went on. He loosely wrapped his arms around you, pulling you in close. In doing so, you accidentally slid your own foot forward. A chip of glass almost sliced through your own foot, but you noticed just in time to avoid it. Even still, you yelped a high-pitched squeak of a noise. He didn’t react in any way to it. He didn't seem to react to anything.

Kai dropped his nose to your shoulder, clenching his teeth hard. And you felt the tiniest, wet tear drop hit your skin. Why in the hell was he crying? No way he felt real, human remorse, right?

He mumbled quietly to himself several words and phrases you could barely hear or even make out. Your ear caught only a few: “ I have to kill her. ” “ I’m gonna fucking kill her. ” “ Can’t trust women. ” “ Can’t ever trust women. ” “ Better off putting my faith in men, and men alone. ”

There was another phrase he said. Something in Latin, from what you vaguely picked up. But you couldn’t begin to understand what it meant. And you didn't care enough to ask. You didn't want to know.

Your blood ran cold at the mortifying thought that Kai might’ve been referring to you. From what you understood, you’d never given him a single reason to kill you. You never told anyone about the unconventional relationship you shared with him. And no one had any idea that you even knew Kai. You’d been questioned on Winter’s exploits one or two times; but you never gave them anything substantial.

You wondered if Kai’s delusions or hallucinations were driving him down his murderous path. If maybe they were, in some way, influencing him to kill you.

Shaking like a leaf where you stood, you brought your arms carefully upwards. And you pulled Kai even closer. One of your hands rested at the back of his head. You dragged a thumb gently across the buzzed hairs dusting his neck. His shoulders seemed to relax then.

You took a slow, deep breath.

“W-Who do you have to kill, honey?”

You knew the obvious waver in your voice gave away how terrified you really were. But you feigned your affection regardless.

“Some dumb bitch.” Kai mumbled, “She’s the one who put me in prison. She can’t be proud of herself for that, mama. She thinks she did the world a fucking favor? Puttin’ me away? Thought she could move on, and leave me to rot there? She fucked up.” He huffed, shaking his head where it lay on your shoulder, “I built an army there. A better army. So much fucking stronger.”

Kai lifted his head, and his eyes met yours.

An ache of grief pained your chest and squeezed your heart in a cruel grip.

Kai’s eyes were dead and empty as they stared into yours. He looked entirely absent of any human feeling. A harsh redness at the corners of his eyes met the dark rings around them. And in a split-second’s thought, you wished you could go back in time. Just to see the sad, doe-like, brown eyes of Kai from almost four years ago.

Just to see Winter. You missed Winter so dearly.

Kai’s speech slurred as he spoke, as if he’d grown considerably more tired since he walked in. Which he probably had. Maybe breaking out of prison and racing to the house of your metaphorical, surrogate mother/lover took a lot out of a convict. His head fell forward, his forehead pressing into yours. As Kai held you, the two of you swayed, almost losing balance.

“Built it for you, mama…” He murmered, “All of it. You still proud ‘a me?”

For a moment, you hesitated to respond.

“I-I am.” Thick tears drifted down your cheeks, “Always have been. Even now.”

Kai looked deep into your eyes, as though searching for any hint of dishonesty. His void-like gaze dropped to your lips then. And he leaned closer, stale breath meeting yours. A sudden instinct of fight or flight blared at you in extreme panic. It urged you to step away. To run away. To flee. Get the fuck outta dodge and never look back.

Fight or flight failed, and freeze ultimately took over. And you were left glued in place where you stood.

“You’re gonna see…” Kai whispered, his lips almost meeting yours, “I’m gonna show the whole world, mama. Gonna prove it to all those women…”

What exactly was he referring to? You had not a single clue. You found yourself too distracted by the rapid pounding of your heart. And the nauseating twist in your gut. Kai captured you in a messy kiss, and you didn’t return it. He pushed you backwards into one of the kitchen counters, his feet sliding along sharp, shards of glass. A pained huff of air exhaled from his mouth and brushed your lips.

Kai grabbed the sides of your arms, gently at first.

But when he found you didn’t reciprocate his kiss, he dug his nails roughly into your skin. The gesture stung with enough bite to make you squeal in response to the pain. And the instant you opened your mouth, he swallowed down the noise. Kai’s tongue found your own, his tasting of something vile. With a hint of nicotine.

And despite everything. Despite the spine-curling terror infecting your body like an airborne virus. Despite the obvious, moral dilemma that came with reciprocating a disturbed lunatic’s advances. Despite everything you knew, everyone you grieved over, and all you tried time and time again to forget.

Some small, fucked up, warped part of you still cared for Kai. You always would. You were whipped till the fucking end.

Kissing him back was the ultimate betrayal against everyone he’d ever hurt. Winter was probably looking down on you with heartbroken disdain.

And as soon as you kissed him back, Kai moved again. He lifted you up onto the countertop without separating your connected lips. You draped your arms over his shoulders and around his neck, inching him closer. Kai kissed you deeply for what felt like both a bittersweet eternity, and a single second in time.

His lips left yours, puffy and red. A trail of saliva kept the two of you connected for a short moment. Hot breaths meeting in close huffs. You pulled your hands from around his neck and brought them to his cheeks, cradling his face. You pressed your forehead to Kai's, looking into his eyes. And you whispered to him honest, but exceptionally forbidden words.

“D-Don’t…tell anyone…” You sniffled, “But…I missed you so much…my sweet ba-”

Your shameful confession was silenced when Kai kissed you again. A hungry, wet, mouthy kiss kept you distracted. Enough that you almost didn’t notice his large hands sneaking their way down your sides. Kai made out with you as though he couldn’t get enough of your taste. As though this were the last time he'd ever get to kiss you. And more than likely, it was. His hands at your sides grasped the fabric of your tank top, tugging on it.

"You really proud 'a me, mama?" He slurred.

"Of course." You whispered into his lips, "Of course I am." A lie.

Following his motions, you raised your arms. And he slipped your tank top over your head. It landed somewhere on the floor amongst the shattered glass. The cool temperature of the kitchen sent goosebumps erupting across your skin. And as you shivered, your nipples hardened. Kai ducked down to kiss across your chest, nipping along the way. His teeth sank into your skin, each bite leaving a stinging, red mark behind in his wake. Marks you'd most definitely look back at later, only to feel a sinking pit of guilt in your stomach.

Kai palmed and squeezed at one of your breasts. Rough fingertips brushed over one of your nipples. And as he felt your tits under his palm, he sighed a soft sound. Kai's lips, swollen and chapped, suckled on the nipple of your other breast. Gentle suckling with delicate flicks of his tongue quickly turned aggressive. You bit your lip between your teeth, whimpering from deep in your throat as he sucked your tit hard. 

You assumed, knowing Kai, that this fling (if one can even call it that) would end the same as any other. He'd built up a hell of a tradition with you, after all. No doubt in your mind, Kai was going to eat your pussy until you came buckets around his face. He'd kiss you again, praise you again, then leave you behind to feel nothing but shame. And you were certain that this time, when he left, he'd never come back. Fifty-fifty shot. Either arrested or killed.

But he didn't sink any lower. Kai came back up from his titty feast to meet your eyes again. His own were darkened with a black mix of melancholy and lust. You were then pulled into another heated kiss, and it tasted just as unpleasant as the last few. Somehow, you found you could tolerate it. Only because you wanted to cherish every, last piece of intimacy Kai had to offer. Just to remember what it used to feel like. He reached for your sleep shorts, tugging them down your thighs along with your panties.

After dropping them to the floor, Kai moved to fumble with his tattered, prison pants. And you didn't get a single second to prepare yourself, before the leaking tip of his cock prodded at your exposed entrance. Kai gave you no warning as he jerked his hips forward, driving his cock into your cunt. Your walls resisted, squeezing to try and push him out. But he buried himself to the hilt, bottoming out inside you with a brusing force.

"Fuck-" He softly groaned, "Your pussy's fucking tight, mommy."

You squealed an embarrassing, pathetic noise. One that rose from your throat and met Kai's tongue. He concealed the sound with his lips to yours, sloppily kissing you as he rutted his hips. The thick length of Kai's cock pumped the walls of your pussy in an unmerciful rhytmn. You balanced yourself with a hand to the countertop, your other scratching lines into the back of Kai's neck. He pulled you closer, throwing one of your legs over his shoulder. With deeper access, his cock stretched you open wide.

Kai was an impossibly tight fit, and the thickness of him made your cunt leak around his length. Every soft grunt and whimper erupting off his lips sent a pleasurable tickle to your core. You held eye contact with Kai, your eyelids hanging low. His own did the same. And with each harsh slap of his pelvis to your clit, pleasure consumed your mind and body. A familiar, blissful warmth tightened within your core.

"J-Just like that, sweet boy." You cried, "You're doin' so good, honey."

"Gonna fuckin' cum, mama."

"Me too, baby-oh~!-me too."

He dropped his head to your shoulder, biting you hard. Muffled groans vibrated along the dampness of your neck. As Kai pressed wet kisses there, you cried out. The vigorous pace of his cock meeting your cervix hit you so deep. Shuddering, your cunt squeezed him even tighter. You choked out more broken whines, and came with a wet gush of your slick around Kai's cock. At the very second you hit climax, Kai did as well. An insane and disturbed killer spilled his hot, thick warmth deep into your pussy. And you loved every second of it.

Again and again, Kai kissed you. His tongue swirled with desperate need for yours, and you kissed him back. Breathing soft, exhausted breaths through your nose. Kai's soaked cock slipped out from inside you, and he tucked himself back into his pants. The sound of glass crunching pulled you straight out of your orgasmic haze. Kai stepped back, still unbothered by the glass under his feet. He looked you over, his breathing ragged. His gaze like the emptiest of black voids.

You sat up on the countertop, hissing as an ache swarmed over your entire body. Bite marks and hickies littered your once clean skin. And a warm thickness leaked slowly from your pulsing cunt.

Tilting your head, you eyed Kai. Anticipating his next move. Uncertain as to where things were supposed to go from here.

Narrowing his eyes, Kai whipped his head around suddenly. He stared off at a corner of the room, as if catching something (or someone) there. You wondered if it was another hallucination. Because whatever he saw, he seemed to listen to it. Kai dropped his head, his eyes darting around at the glass on the floor. Silence ticked by in slow, agonizing seconds. And in your waiting, you felt as though the room somehow grew colder. You wrapped your arms around yourself for warmth.

Kai darted his head up, looking at you as though frightened and alarmed.

"Wait for me." Was all he said.

You nodded, lowering yourself off the counter and to the floor. As you stumbled on aching legs, he reached out to steady you. You were careful not to step on any stray glass, and you brought your hand to Kai's cheek.

"I'll always be here for you, sweet baby."

His gaze dropped to the floor again. And for a moment, he chewed his lip in thought. Another few seconds of silence passed, and Kai's lip stained with blood. He slowly walked away without another word, trailing blood under his feet across your floors. Before he left, he took one, last look at you.

And for a millisecond, you saw him. The Kai you met four years ago. The Kai who'd been sitting on the couch at Winter's with his head in his hands. So sad. And so pathetic. Baby boy.

But in an instant, soullessness overshadowed any inkling of who he used to be. You were reminded again. He was a cold-blooded killer. 

Kai left you behind.

And he never came back.

[b5ttyb1tch]

ALRIGHT A Question That has been HAUNTING My Mind ever since I Joined the Fandom Is Why Is Husk a Cat? And why did He Dislikes Cats In his Lifetime? + And just How he Grew up and Shit

So I am just Gonna Go on a Rant Here Please Hear me out.

(Some Info For this Theory Is From the Unreliable Wiki so Don't Come at Me of this Individually Is Fauls.)

SO Husk Died in the 1970s When he was Like 75. (AND IF I DID MY MATH RIGHT, PROBABLY IS NOT) He would have been Born in 1895s Or just Late 1800s, (will get Back to this later)

Vivsipop Has also Stated That Husk Is/Has some Russian Origins,

"So what does that Have to do With Anything?"

WELL If you didn't Know Russia Has Lynx's.

A Bigger Cat Species, If you Look on the Lynx's Ears you will see the Little Tufts on Them, If you look on Husks Ears you Can see them To.

Kinda Similar Huh?

My Theory Is that When Husk was Younger He lived In Russia Maybe When he was Like 7-9,

In The 1800, 80 to 85 % Of the Russia Population Were Peasants Husk Being one Them,

So His Poor Family Struggling to Get Mouths fed In a Harsh Winter, Went Hunting with His Father. But on the way He Wondered Off (He would be a 7-9 Year old boy You Cannot expect Much) and On the way Got Attacked By a Lynx.

NOW Something I should Point out is That Lynx's Typically Do Not Attack Humans If not Threatened/Corners So Either Husk Was a Very Stupid Child or This is Just a Weird ass Theory Either way I CARRY ON.)

Husk made it Out Semy Okayish, With Probably The help of His Father Promptly Shooting Said Lynx's But Forever Scard, and Scared of Cats.

"BUT DIDN'T HUSK LIVE IN LAS VEGAS???"

I AM GETTING TO THAT.

After his Family Had To Survive that Whole Ordeal They Probably Decided to Move over to The States To start a New life,

-Just more Thingys-

Since there was Famine And Overpopulation. I mean I Would wanna Leave to.

And there They moved to Las Vegas With Husk having A Hatred for Cats that Stuck with Him Until Death, and Now Whoopsies He's a Furry now Yippee.

Thank You for Hearing Me rant. Although I am probably Just a Crazy Bitch and Need to go to Sleep (Sorry for any Spelling/Grammer Mistakes)

[luxexhomines]

christmas shopping

Alright, so I know Christmas passed and all, but I thought I'd share this old work anyway to serve as both posting writing and also as a mini-announcement here!

I received two requests already, so thank you for your support, even though it's been a long time! I'm working on the first one already, although it's looking really rough, ahaha. I won't close requests yet since there's only two.

This work is actually from November 2020, if you can believe it, but I never posted it because a.) it felt unfinished and b.) I had actually intended to write it as a birthday present for Solar @\solarwhisper. But I never finished it and felt sorry about it, so it was never sent or posted... Anyway, this is a Kokichi x Reader (PG) short one-shot!

“Wake up! Wake up!” 

You feel an overbearing pressure on your midriff as you try to get your bearings, still half-asleep and wanting to go back to sleep, wrapped in fluffy blankets. Your eyes slowly peel open a crack, and a familiar silhouette comes into view. 

“...Kokichi?” You mumble and shut your eyes again. “What are you doing?” 

You can almost see his grin as he laughs and shakes you ruthlessly. You’re not sure when you last became close enough with Kokichi to be shaken as he sits on you or when Kokichi even managed to get into your room, but you’re not too concerned. It’s Kokichi, after all. Now, if only you could get back to sleep… 

“No, no going back to sleep!” Small, not to mention cold, hands pat your cheeks repeatedly. “It’s time to wake up! Come on, lazybones. It’s already 10 am. We have places to go, things to do, people to see!” 

You grumble discontentedly and unsuccessfully attempt to roll over on your bed. Kokichi is too heavy for you to do so, even if he’s a tiny boy. All you end up achieving is turning your face to the side. 

“Leave me alone. I didn’t make any plans with you. I need my sleep. I was up late doing work…” 

Then, you hear him sniff quietly. Uh-oh. Disaster number one was about to head your way. In a flash, you shoot upright and slap a hand over his open mouth just as he’s preparing to let loose a piercing wail that you were sure your neighbors would hear. You glare at him as his purple eyes stare back, seemingly smug despite how firmly your hand was clapped over his mouth. That mouth could do horrible, horrible things, and it wasn’t restricted to only telling lies and emitting sonic cries. You weren’t keen on finding out what else it could do. 

“Enough! I’m awake. What do you want, Kokichi?” 

You let your hand fall from his mouth and instead cover your own as you yawn sleepily. Kokichi huffs as he sits with his legs resting over yours. The bedding does nothing to lessen the impact of him weighing on you, and you reach over, gracelessly pushing him off of you. 

“Using brute force this early in the morning?” he pouts, but he looks positively delighted as his purple eyes sparkle brightly. “Anyway, now that you’re awake, don’t tell me you forgot all about the promise we made to go Christmas shopping together for gifts!” 

You frown, yawning yet again. 

“I didn’t make any promise to go Christmas shopping with you.” 

Kokichi’s eyes grow big and wet, and he purses his lips indignantly. 

“You forgot! We promised, we really did. You said you’d help me look for Christmas gifts this season because I can never find good gifts. I’m usually too busy carrying out my Ultimate Supreme Leader duties, after all,” he asserts. 

You shake your head adamantly. 

“I didn’t promise you anything.” 

He knocks himself on the head with a fist, making a silly expression with a wink and sticking out his tongue. 

“Whoopsie! I mean, maybe that was a little white lie but…” He suddenly has his arm hooked around yours. “Now we have a promise! Go Christmas shopping with me today, alright?” He points at your calendar, which is chaotically hanging askew on a tiny hook on the right wall of your room. “You don’t have anything today! You’re free all day,” he sings triumphantly. 

You have the urge to promptly kick him out, but instead you pinch the bridge of your nose to mitigate your incoming headache. 

“It’s like that because I planned today to rest,” you emphasize the last word, hoping to get through to him. “I need this day to be free, or I won't survive the rest of the week.” 

But he doesn’t give in. 

“Going Christmas shopping with me is like being free,” he claims proudly without a shred of guilt, a barefaced lie. “You’ll have so much fun you’ll forget all about all your worries and stress. Come on,” he begs with shining eyes.

How did his eyes sparkle like that? Did god sprinkle glitter in Kokichi’s eyes when he made Kokichi? You brush away your thoughts and try to get back to the topic at hand.

“Yeah… No.” You send him a disapproving look. “I know you’ll drag me to every store and tire me out before lunch, and then make me carry all your bags for you as you run around the place without a care in the world.” 

“Aww, how did you know?” he sulks. “Still, it has to be you. Gonta’s good for carrying things, but not much else. And Shuichi has zero stamina, so he’ll be tired after we go to maybe two stores. Plus, there’s no way I could convince anyone else to come with me. Maybe Kaede, but I’ll probably get a life lesson and lecture if I have her come with me.”

You stare at him, trying to figure out what his motive was, anyway. 

“Are you seriously just asking me to go Christmas shopping with you? Nothing else? What do you want from me, anyway? I’m not as strong as Gonta, and I doubt I can give as much advice on gifts as Shuichi or Kaede.” 

He just grins and puts a finger to his lips playfully. 

“Hm, I wonder? What do I want from you?” He jumps off your bed sprightly and skips to the door. “Anyway, be out of your room in ten. We’re going to the mall!” 

Before you can object another time, he goes out and shuts the door, leaving you alone with your thoughts and an unfortunate time restriction that gives you little time to tidy yourself up. Sighing, you clamber out of your bed, resigned, and start sifting through your clean clothes. It was going to be a long day with Kokichi at your side.

Even so, you can’t deny he’d indeed sparked your curiosity, and when it came to satiating it, Kokichi never disappointed. Excitement simmered in your chest just below the surface of your weariness. There was something to look forward to, even if you weren’t sure what it was yet. And boy, was it something.