#then I'll do some of the requests that have been sitting in my askbox for ages

[myouicieloz]

hello btw, my lovelies ˆˆ I'm back from my trip n straight to the evil lab. to COOK for you mwah.

[cottagec0relover21]

hii!! i first wanted to say that you're doing well and taking care of yourself :) could i request headcanons for chilchuck from delicious in dungeon where the reader is kind of like the bard of the party? and maybe they stay up late writing songs and chil ends up saying up with them? you can do what you like with it other than that but i like sharing ideas (and i love chilchuck :3) i hope you have a good day!! 💜💚

Hiii! I'm so happy to get a request, I forgot how exciting it was to open my askbox and read that someone wanted me to write them something (can you tell youre the first one yet?). I know you asked for headcannons, but I got carried away and ended up making it a fic I believe, by the way I wrote it. I still hope you like it! If not I'll try my best to specifically do headcannons next time if you ask 🌸✨️ (also have a good day too)

"Late Night Songs"

[Chilchuck Tims x Bard!reader]

Warnings: none - gn!bard!reader - fluff

Being the bard of the group was rather hard. Why? Well, writing songs and seeing if they ended up sounding good wasn't easy. (y/n) needed a lot of creativity for that. Luckily for them, they had a source for it: Chilchuck.

Yes, that guy in their group everyone treated like a child sometimes just because of his height. And while it was very adorable, yes, (y/n) saw a lot of depth in his personality.

Tonight they had decided to stay up, which many might say was not a good idea considering the fact they were exploring a dungeon. But they didn't care, they wanted to write, to compose something new.

And so they stared at the sheet of paper in front of them, their instrument by their side as they sat away from the fire so as to not bother or wake up the rest.

Entranced in their thoughts, they didn't notice when Chilchuck stirred in his bedroll to then wake up with a huff at the inability of going back to sleep, sitting up and looking at the fire that had not gone out yet.

That's when with his amplified hearing, he heard the sound of a pen writing down on a paper.

He looked behind him and found (y/n), sitting rather far from them. When had they woken up? Or had they not been able to sleep at all? What were they writing that was so important at this time?

All those questions filled his head as he got up slowly, trying to not make much noise for everyone's sake.

(y/n) raised their head at the sound of rustling and found their muse, standing up and looking at them, now approaching. He rubbed the sleep off of his eyes as he walked to them and sat by their side. —What are you doing up so late?— His groggy voice asked softly.

—I'm trying to write a song, or to at least think of a new melody, but I can't seem to come up with anything— they said as they looked at him, noticing a sleepy smile.

Chilchuck sighed, looking at the rest of the party, all in a deep sleep. —Well I can't seem to fall sleep anymore, I'm really not comfortable with how hard the floor feels today. Mind if I stay up with you?— He took a quick peek at the paper, but saw nothing written. They really had some artistic block, huh?

(y/n) smiled at their question, excited to finally have spend some peaceful time alone with him— Not at all, you might help inspire my new song in fact— they winked, and Chilchuck felt his heart leap in his chest at the gesture. He really hoped the darkness of the night helped hide the embarrassment in his face. It was a simple wink, what was wrong with him? he thought, shaking his head.

He chuckled softly, his gaze moving away from them for a moment in embarrassment— Don't say those things— he rubbed the back of his neck— thank you though, it's... flattering— he admitted with a sheepish smile.

—In fact, you've always been my inspiration. I'm not gonna lie to you— God his heart was about to stop. Had he heard them right? What did that even mean?

—I have?— He didn't know how to ask without looking too excited about it.

—Of course, you're practically my muse— they noticed him staring with slightly wide eyes at their sudden confession.— I don't know but– you just have something that always makes me stare and it makes the inspiration bubble up inside of me— okay today was definitely going to be his funeral. Chilchuck swallowed harshly, a blush definitely burning bright on his cheeks as he kept silent, his brain failing to come up with an answer.

He watched them suddenly gasp and start to write down something on the paper that rested on their thighs. (y/n) mumbled to themselves as they kept writing, a sudden urge of inspiration rushing through them.

They look up again quickly at him, a light in their eyes.— Ah– I almost forgot to thank you.— they smiled at him with sincerity and gave his hand a quick squeeze, at which he just nodded, humming in response as they watched them write down their ideas, praying to whatever deity was out there to make his blush go away.

He would've never guessed he was helpful in more ways than just picking locks and finding traps. But thanks to them, now he knows he is, for (y/n) at least, a source of inspiration. And their heart swelled with emotion and pride at that.

[hazbinshusk]

heyyy ^^ i love your work and i was wanting to request some blitz smut where blitz and fem! reader has angry sex? like he pisses her off, she pisses him off, and then they like start fucking 😭 idk i love angry sex

hi! this one has been in my askbox for like over a month and I swear, it's been one I've been kicking around for almost that long, it just came in with an influx of heaps of blitz requests and I haven't had the chance to work on it. Sorry!

BUT, now I'm making headway and it should be the next fic I publish :)

I can't give an exact day because between going back to work and still being sick, I'm not sure how much energy I'll have to write in the evenings, but here's a sneak peek until it's posted (and maybe any feedback I get on this will help motivate me to push through the need to nap lol). Thank you for being so patient anon!

“Motherfucker, that’s hot,” Blitzø growls, wrapping a hand around your throat and pulling your back against his chest. You turn your head and his mouth meets yours in a messy, torrid kiss, forcing his tongue into your mouth. You whine into it, breath catching as his other hand comes up to clutch at your breast, squeezing the flesh roughly. You’re sitting on his lap, skirt pulled up around your waist, underwear gone. Blitzø has his tail wrapped possessively around your stomach, keeping you against him, and his hand comes down to scratch claws over the flesh that curves between the bands of his tail. They leave lines of red against your skin – claiming marks. “Do it again.” You nod obediently, eagerly, rolling your hips slowly over his lap. It grinds your soaking, naked cunt over the bulge of his erection, still trapped in the confines of his pants. Blitzø snarls at the feeling of it, hand tightening around your throat enough that your breath catches and your eyes roll back. “Needy little slut,” he hisses in your ear, pinching your nipple, hard. “Fuck, you feel so good.” “Uhn… Blitz…” you moan, eyes squeezed closed, as his fingers lift your skirt further and rubs at your clit. “Fuck… Fuck, I wanna cum…”

[lookwhatyoudidithasanxiety]

Christmas Morning

//Just a quick oneshot of everyone giving their Secret Santa's their gifts! I know it's kind of rushed, but I hope it's still decent ^^' I'm so, so sorry for how long it took me to get this written and posted! Life has been a beast, but I'm glad I managed to get something done. I'll open the askbox now, but I'm going to be putting certain characters back on hold again. But don't despair! Maybe some of them will come back... I'll also try to get a synopsis written some time in the next couple days and posted so everyone is on the same page again//

"Alright, everyone! It's time for Secret Santa!" Sun smiled despite the exhausted look in his eyes. He'd been up cleaning and arranging the daycare all night so they'd have a real tree to put their gifts under. Sure, they were going to take them right back out and unwrap them, but this had to be perfect! And what sort of Christmas would it be without presents underneath a tree?

Lunar was, once again, practically vibrating in his seat. "Presents! Presents! Presents!" Scratch that, he was bouncing in his chair and shaking his hands with excitement.

Solar smiled tiredly beside him and put a hand on his shoulder. "Yeah, it's present time. Just take it easy for a minute." He chucked.

"Good luck with that." Moon playfully pulled Lunar's hat down to cover his eyes. "Someone's been waiting for this all month."

"Hey!" Lunar giggled.

"Can we just get this over with? I wanna go home." Eclipse frowned from where he was sitting beside Kill Code.

"We will take our time. This is, after all, a family gathering."

"Family gathering my abs." He grumbled and huffed, "Just a stupid thing I had to come to..."

"Presents! Presents! Presents!" Bloody was shaking his hands alongside Lunar. Harvest laughed and wrapped his arms around him, "Brother, we have to be patient." "But presents!"

"Yes, it's time!" Sun laughed and grabbed a present from underneath the tree. "Now, due to certain people's...requests, we've decided to leave the 'from' anonymous in case someone doesn't want others to know who got them something."

Everyone tried not to look over at Eclipse, but he growled and shrunk back against the couch.

"First up is....Solar!" Sun picked up a gift bag and passed a gift bag over to him.

"Wow...You know, I keep telling you guys, you didn't have to do anything for me-"

"Nope! But we did! Now go on, open it!" Sun's smile was wide as he sat nearby, pulling out a camera to start recording.

Solar carefully opened the bag and pulled out some tissue paper, his eyes widening. "Oh, a blanket"

Sun can't help himself and laughs, "Yep, and there are gloves at the bottom of the bag! I tried to stitch one of those protective symbols onto the backs of the gloves and in the corners of the blanket, but it didn't really come out the best..."

"They're perfect. I love 'em." Solar smiled and laid the blanket over his lap. "Thank you."

"Me! Me next!" Solar chuckled and grabbed a present to pass to Lunar.

"Whoah, it's heavy!" He shredded through the paper as though it was nothing, then gasped, "Is this the entire Land Before Time collection?!"

"Hm, looks like it...How'd anyone even find all of them on DVD? Weird...."

"Moon! Here's yours!"

Moon pulled the paper away on his present. "Huh. It's a...lavender bath set?"

"You need to chill." Solar chuckled and leaned back on the couch. "No offense dude, but I think some lavender would do you some good. And I included a necklace in there. I know you don't really do jewelry, but hematite is supposed to be good for grounding."

"Huh, thanks. I'll give it a shot." He pulled the necklace over his head and grabbed another present. "KC?"

"T͢h͜ank ͠y͟où." A few careful snips of his claws and the paper fell away to reveal- "F͏ơa͝m p̴iec̸es͜?͟ And́...glovęs͞?͜"

"Father, there is a note."

'For your claws. And when you have to hold someone when they're small weak. Don't ask who this is from. It doesn't matter.'

"A͡h, ̴t͞h͘is i̶s ̧ver͠y kind͏.̀ ͜T̕ha̵nk ͘y͜ou.̵" Kill Code stuck his claws into the crude cardboard box and stuck the foam pieces on the tips of his claws. "Onl̛y o̷ne w͞a̡y̡ ̸t͘o̧ t̀es̨t͞ t̵h҉i̢s.͘ Come."

Bloody laughed and jumped into his arms. "Mine! My turn!"

Kill Code handed him his gift with a soft chuckle.

Bloody's eyes widened as he pulled out a pocket knife. "Ohhh shiny!"

"Wh- Who gave him a knife???" Sun squeaked and looked around the room.

"What? I thought he'd like it! And it even has a pretty red handle." Lunar pouted on the couch.

Sun cleared his throat. "Oh, L-Lunar, it isn't that. It's a great gift! I just-"

"Love it! Shiny and red!" He giggled and held the knife up to Kill Code's face. "Look! Look! Shiny and clean, red and gleams!"

"Y͏es̶, it ͞cér͟ta̡i̡nly͢ d̛oes͟. ͏But͏ ̵we͜ ̛m̢u̴şt̡ ͟s͢a͡ve̷ it ̴fo̸r s̨pecial ҉occa̵s͠ío͏ns͠.̢ ͘W̢hy ̸d̕o͏n̷'͠t͜ ͞you ͘p҉u͝t͏ it ̵s̕ómewhe̵r̴e͘ ͏saf́e̛ ̕u͜n̸til ͡we̡ ca̴n ͞u͠s͠e̴ ͡it ̶l̵ate͠r̸? I ͢wìl͞l s͞hów̛ ̕yoú how ̛to ́p͏rópe͡rl͡y̢ ͏us͝e͝ i͟t ánd͢ tąke̢ ca̡re ̡of̡ it."

Moon gave him a thankful glance before he handed Harvest his present.

"Thank you, Big Small One." "Why do you still call me that?" "Habit. And it's fun." He snickered.

His head tilted in confusion when he opened his gift. "A watch?"

"It̨ ͜n̕o͜t ̀o̸n͡l̴y̴ ͡tel͡l͢s̵ t̛ime. ̶Ít̕ ̶ąls҉o read̀s ̴yo͞ur̵ he͢árt͘ rate, ͜bl͠o̶ód͢ pre̵ssure̷, ͜bl̢ood sug̴ar͡, ̴a̶n̢d̵ ̀all ́sor̀ts̸ o̡f͜ ͘v̕ital͝ signs.͟ ̢I̸t҉ a̴ls͏o ̸t͡r̕ac͜k҉s҉ w͞hen t̸h́e̴ l͜ast t̢i̶me yoư ate ̷w͞as ͢s̶o̸ ̵t҉h͢a͏t y̶où ́don'͜t ͜f̷org̨et̨.̧"̡ ҉

He lightly taps Harvest's forehead with one of his protected claws. "͜I̷t i͏sn̷'̶t ͢m҉e͞a͜nt to͠ ҉m̕a͡ke ͞yo͞u ͝fe̢el ́g̨uilt̴y,͝ ͜son̕.͏ ̢It's me̛a̕n̨t tó ͏help̀ ͜yòu b̨ęcome ̨the͏ b̶e̵st̀ ́v̷e҉rsiòn ͢of̀ ͘y͝o͟ur͏s̸e͝ļf͝ t́h͠at͝ yo͝u ͜c̸an̶ ͝be."

Harvest nodded and put the watch on, staring down at it and not looking up at the other. "Thank you..." He whispered.

Kill Code nodded and pulled him under his arm. "Y̸o̶u̸ ͘are m͠ór̡e͘ ͟than w̸el͜cóme̸." Harvest nodded and turned to rest his face against his chest.

"I think it's my turn!" Sun pulled out a present and tried to take his time, but everyone could see his eagerness as he neatly tore through the wrapping.

"Oh! It's beautiful!" He held up an embroidery hoop with a floral design stitched in. "Are these daffodils and sunflowers? Those are my favorites!"

"I- I wasn't sure what to make you. So I thought that I would try to make something that you could hang."

"You embroidered this yourself? It's beautiful! You'll have to teach me! And I'd love to teach you how to knit."

"That would be great." Harvest smiled and wiped a tear from his eye.

All eyes turned to Eclipse, who glared and shrunk back. "What?!"

Kill Code held out a small, flat present to him. "I̡t͢ i̧s ͟yo͠u̧r tųr̀n,̧ ̷śo̶n."

Eclipse froze momentarily. "What? You all actually felt pity for me? I don't need that."

"Just shut up and open the present. Someone put a lot of time and effort into it." Moon rolled his eyes.

Eclipse grumbled and tore open the present, a clumsily-folded paper fluttered out and landed on his lap. When he unfolded it and held it up, he froze.

"It's...a picture?"

"Bad Sun Man is still family, even when he's bad." Bloody rolled off of Kill Code's lap and padded over to Eclipse on all fours. "Does....does he like it?" He timidly rested his head on Eclipse's knee.

Eclipse didn't say anything for a long moment, just staring at the crude drawing. "...It isn't bad."

Bloody's tail swung behind him and he giggled as he nuzzled his face against his knee. "Likes it!"

"Gah, get off me! I don't need you drooling on me, mutt!"

Bloody stopped and went back to resting his chin on his knee, still smiling. "Likes it. Family."

Eclispe was silent. "...Whatever." He poked Bloody's forehead. "Just...don't get any ideas. I'm not soft! I still hate you all!"

"Mhm...." Moon shook his head.

"So! How was that?" Sun cleared his throat as he tried to bring everyone's attention away from the awkward situation.

"That was fun! Can we watch a movie now?"

"Anyone against that?"

"Elf!" "Home Alone!" "What about Christmas Story?" "What about all of them?" "We can't watch all of them!" "Sure we can, just gotta pace ourselves." "I'll get the snacks!" "Lunar, not all-" "Snacks! Skittles!"

Eclipse watched as everyone around him seemed to all meld together and get along, as though they'd known each other all their lives.

What was he doing here? Why did he show up, just to sit here awkwardly while everyone wen about their happy lives?

"Ec͘l͟ipse͟?"

He glared up at Kill Code. "What?"

"Wou̕l͟d̀ ҉y͜ou̶ li̴ke an͟y̴ ̛ḩot ch̕oco̷l҉a̵t̸é with your͠ ̵popc̵or͢n?͡ ̷Óŗ w͢oưl͜d̨ y͝ou rather͜ ̀h̢av͞ȩ ҉e͡gg̢no̕g͢? M̧o̸o͘n ̷w̢ants̵ ̨t͞o ͏ma̛k̀e s̀ure͞ ͡e͠v͢e͏ry͡o̷ǹe ͘get͘s̕ ̢s͜o̵me̕thinģ."

"...Why are you doing this?"

"D͜oing̶ w҉h̨a̕t̀?̷"

"All of this. I...I came here, almost uninvited, and everyone hates me so much. And then you're sitting here acting like I didn't do anything, and that mutt is trying to give me a drawing, if you could even call it that! I just don't understand! Hate me!"

The taller animatronic smiled and shook his head. "Ǹo̶.̷ I̵ ́w͡il̴l ̛n͜ot. And̢ ҉I͜ d̕o ͏nơt͘. ̶A҉nd I͜ ̧k͟n͜oẁ ͏t͏ha͡t̢ ̸yo̧u do ́not́ re̸a̶lly̶ f̀ee͡l th͝at͏ w̧a̛y àb͞o҉u̕t͝ t̶h͡e p͠ict̨u̡r͡e, a̕n̸d th͝at͞ ̡is̕ alr̕įght̴.͠ Ýo̸u̢ ̀are̶ a̡llowe̡d t̛o͏ ͞h͘ave ̡co͏nfli͡c̷t̢ing͞ ͘em̢oti͏ơns̨ a͜n̵d t̷o͟ ̶feel̶ a͢l͡o̧n͜ȩ. B̕ut ҉yo͡u͟ ͏a͠r̕e ͏n͝ot͝ ͞alo̶n̢e. A̷n͜d ̀I̸ ҉do ̡n͞o͟t ̵h͢at͞e̢ you.͠ ̴The ̧ơthérs̕ ̛wo̶ul̷d not ̢h͘a͢ve a̵llowęd͜ yo͘u͏ ̨t͢o̢ c͠o̸me̕ if ̨they b͡e̵li̷e̛v͢ed͜ ̨t̡h̨ąt҉ y̷ou̷ ҉were͞...҉e͝ntir͝èl͞y̛ ̵h̴a̢te̸d͜."

"Hah. 'Entirely', huh? So they still do?"

Kill Code sighed and shook his head. "Ec̶l͢i̸ps̵e. ͜Ál̸l̷ow͜ ̸us ͘to sho̧w͏ ̀you͝ ͝s̨o͜m͘e ̴m͡o̶di̢c̷ùm̵ of͝ ͡ca͏re.͟ ̛I k͢n҉ơw ̴y̡our ̶p͡ai͏n͜,̨ a̶nd ̴I̡ ͘se͏e yòuŕ h̀u̕ŕt.̛ ́Foŗ o҉n͡ę d̨a҉y, on͡e ̡m͜oment, ͜al͝low ̡me ̕tǫ h́old ̵ýo҉u an͢d ̵so͟o̷th҉e ̨som̛e of̵ ̧th͝e͘ ̛p͏àìn ҉t̀hat you͏ ̢f͢éęl͡.̕ Y̶o̕u ͡ar̶e n̵o͝t alon̶é, ͞n͡o͟ ̕ḿa͜tter ̴how ̸muc͡h̛ y͞o̵u҉ tr̕y ̢t̨o̸ sep̵arate̸ ͝yo̧urse̡l̸f ̢f̛ŗo̴m̕ yo̡ur͞ ҉pást͞."

He didn't say anything. He just glared down at the drawing that he held in shaking hands, his vision blurring just slightly as wetness gathered at the corners of his eyes.

"....Eggnog."

"H̕m?"

"I want eggnog, ok? God."

".̵..̵Tḩank̡ ̡y͡ou,̢ ̸E͘cĺip̧se."

"Whatever. Let's get this over with so you'll leave me alone."

Kill Code just smiled and picked him up again, holding him in one arm as he settled back into the chair he'd been in before. "Mo͟o͏n͜. He ̢wan̵ts̀ eg̕g͘n̷o̷g.͠"

"Thanks!"

Eclipse watched as everyone around him just seemed to all know how to be with each other. They all spoke so easily. For once, he didn't know what to say or do.

But being held like this, he couldn't help but feel himself relax some. He had no idea what to do, he had no idea what he was to them all.

But for one moment. For one day. He was one of them.

And he loved hated that.

[gamingdestroyedmylife]

Could you write something with Mammon and Fem!MC where the two are studying together and have some cute moments pls? :)

I really love your writings and hope you don`t mind the request

Thank you for your request Anon.

I had a lot of fun writing this One Shot. I hope you and the others like it and have fun reading it.

Btw my AskBox is still open.

Delia

STUDY WITH ME!

Mammon x Female MC

Warnings: none I guess, just fluff

It was almost midnight when MC looked at the clock. They had been sitting in Mammon's room for almost 5 hours trying to study together. Mammon had begged MC the whole day. He said that he could see how lost MC was and that without him she would never pass the upcoming test. Nobly he volunteered to help her.

Inwardly, MC already had to laugh a little. Mammon was really cute. He couldn't admit that he needed help himself and once again had to pretend that MC was stupid and needed help. However, he was also the one who had given up an hour ago and was playing with his phone now.

''Oi MC look I won again" MC looked up and eyed the demon in front of her. His light hair was sticking out from his head a little more than usual because he kept running his fingers through it. His clothes were more casual as well. He wore only a plain shirt and dark sweatpants.

''What are you playing there anyway Mammoney ?" asked MC, also putting her pen aside. If the demon didn't want to study anymore, why should she try to teach him anything?

"This is a new app where you can get Grimm by playing games. Levi showed it to me, although I think he just wants me to pay my debts to him. But it's really easy to get cash there. Wanna play?" he asked, smiling at MC from the side.

The latter just shook her head. ''Mammon, we actually wanted to study and not make money" MC frowned and looked at the demon of greed. He only grinned mischievously. ''But studying is boring!" ''Only because you don't understand anything!" ''Excuse me?! I understand everything. You little human need MY help after all!" ''Oh yeah?! Then explain the next task to me!" ''No problem"

Mammon grabbed one of the books from the table and skimmed the pages. "So you have to… so with that and then through that…" he stuttered for a while and MC laughed softly "Sure and I need help from the great Mammon" She gathered up her things. "I don't feel like it anymore, let's go study some other time" Mammon watched her silently while she went back to her room.

A few days later, Mammon knocks on MC's door. ''What do you want?" He looked down at the floor. '' Can we study together? I…..I need help" ''Oh you need my help to study? That sounded different a few days ago" ''I..I was stupid okay?! If I mess up the next test I'll get trouble from Lucifer" ''Oh and I'm supposed to help you even though I don't understand the material?" '' Mhhh MC I'm sorry please help me!" he said more fiercely and tore his gaze from the floor. His eyes met MC's and she realized that Lucifer must have had Goldie again. Otherwise Mammon wouldn't react like that.

"Fine I'll help you" His eyes lit up and he pushed past MC into her room. ''Great because I don't understand anything and I have to be able to do everything by tomorrow" MC suppressed a groan. That was typical Mammon.

Together, the two studied the entire night and MC wanted to throw the book at him more than once. Why couldn't he try harder!!! He was lucky that he was cute, because otherwise MC would really strangle him.

Tired, MC sat in class staring at the paper in front of her. She could hardly read what was written there and even less could she give the right answers. She was so tired all she could think about was that her bed was waiting for her. She had studied with Mammon until school started and tried to teach the demon something. But now she sat here and knew nothing more, while Mammon beside her diligently scribbled his answers on the paper. That couldn't be true! Mammon knew everything and she knew nothing anymore. She quickly tried to answer some more questions to get some points.

After class Mammon came to her and casually put his arm around her ''And how was it human?" ''Leave it Mammon" she said and pushed his arm away from her. Astonished, Mammon looked after her and wondered why she looked so angry. ''What's wrong with MC?" asked Asmodeus next to him. Mammon told him what had happened in class and what the two of them had been doing for the past few days. Asmo hit Mammon and explained to him on the way to the next lesson what was going on and why MC was mad. That Asmo always understood such things was a real mystery to Mammon.

In the evening Mammon came to MC again. Before she could even send him away, he entered her room and sat down on the bed. In his arms he had a pile of snacks and a game console he had stolen from Levi. ''Are you coming MC?" Maybe he wasn't such a jerk after all.

[el-tur-el]

Hi friends! I love NaNoWriMo - I've been doing it for about seven years now; I've participated in both the main event in November and the camps over the summer. Last year was the first year that I won, and I had hopes that this year would be much the same. Unfortunately, life doesn't get put on pause for the entire month just because you have a story to tell. I've been slammed with a few large life events recently - though this has been a running theme for this entire year, it seems - and I have fallen way behind on my word count goal. As much as I would love to promise that I'll have the entirety of Girl Against God finished by the end of November, and that more updates are going to be rapid-fire in their delivery, the truth is that this is just not feasible for me right now. I am still going to finish the fic. It just won't be done in a month. I'm going to take my time with it, and really flesh out the narrative. I want to make sure I'm offering up my best content to you all. So, basically, stay tuned for updates! But just know that you're not going to see 40+ chapters of story be released over the next week. Also - I'll be getting to some of the requests that have been sitting in my askbox sometime this week, so keep your eyes peeled for that! Cheers! T

[cg-saturn]

making shadow puppets and forts, matching pjs, holiday lights, whipped cream and sprinkles on hot chocolate, cake pops can be decorating or just pics

Hi anon! I've been sitting on this one for a while just because it was sent in October and I wanted to wait for it to be holiday season, but I hope you enjoy this! I only made it a 6 image because that's all that was specifically requested, but I kinda like how it looks like this. Idk, let me know what you guys think about the 6 vs 9 images I guess? Anyway, happy happy December little ones! I've been sick the past few days with a bad stomach bug, but im doing better now, and making sure to drink lots and lots of water and have yummy food like apple sauce while I recover! Work kiddos are gross, sooo many germs but I know my immune system is going to pick back up soon so I'll have more energy to be posting more! Also, I've had Star helping me out with some of the name boards! It's great to receive so many asks but also sometimes it takes me a while to get around to things, so I'll be posting a few that Star got done for everyone soon!!

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Requests are open in askbox

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Dni: k!nk/nsfw, maps, terfs, homophobes, transphobes, anti-agere

[ye-yamen]

Hi everyone :D))

This is gonna be temporary introduction post but I swear I'll make a proper one some day lolololoololl

I like to draw and currently a student, so I'll be less frequent with posts. I'll answer those requests that have been sitting in my inbox soon, hopefully ;w;

I am mainly a vocaloid gal but am also interested in other fandoms from time to time (currently in Total Drama and Miraculous)

Game dev things are at @yamen-yam since that's what I study lol

but yeah I'm pretty slow with things because im graduatin soon and making a game at the moment and other projects (I'm currently doing anther project on C# coding in Unity (ew), so feel free to jump into my askbox on the gamedev blog to ask any questions in making your own games and/or coding tips and tricks because im no good at coding)

[chanstopher]

hello again, dreamy 💖 no worries, i totally get that! despite me being semi-free before uni i barely get the time to sit down and answer my irl friends + talk to my tumblr friends because i'm just so busy utilizing this time to master basic chores so that i can be more efficient with my time management once i start uni! and there's also the fact that my mum wants me to tutor my little brother (who for some reason has the entirety of the transformers show memorized yet can't even vaguely remember what i explain to him & help him learn the day before??? thinking i'll limit his cartoons until he starts being actively present while studying too jfhfhd). speaking of mastering things; i am a generally good cook/baker but my little sis beat me at making tea (specifically karak tea since i'm from the middle east!) and even though i'm not the type to be jealous i am HIGHLY competitive... so, for the past 2 years, i have been making it any chance i got (since my sis basically got assigned the tea-making as everyone loved hers) and i think i finally got it :D my uncle came over the other day and he requested i make it⏤saying that my grandfather told him i make good tea⏤which was quite a surprise for me but i was happy to oblige given the fact that i barely ever get to make it for guests! today my mum told me that he was so surprised at how good it was ;; i was basically in tears because not only did he say it tasted good, it immediately woke him up the way tea from experienced stalls do. having anything i do compared to in expert as a compliment makes me absolutely ecstatic so i'm still buzzing with joy 🥹 anywho enough about me abozdkfj yes! honestly, the potential he has with so many prospective hairstyles ;;;;; i think part of my favourites has been one he had during his shoot for the beauty plus magazine! it's pretty similar to the coconut but you can see his forehead (LOL) look you mentioned but his hair looks so wispy and nice :c it's got a nice feel to it and he looks amazing! that's so cute... i actually do prefer giving gifts i think will be useful/can be worn for a long time so every once in a while, i'll get my friend some dainty jewellery but others it could literally be apple flavoured lollies because i looked at it at and got reminded of the one time in middle school she told me that she adores apple flavoured candy while having one haha you know what, you're so right for that. i don't usually think about things like this but i do prefer getting to know someone/spending time with them through either travelling or cooking/baking with them, so i would also like to go on a little drive with anyone and stargaze, walk in a meadow or have a little picnic under a partly cloudy sky with them❣️cooking/baking because it's something i feel the most at ease with and it also helps me improve my teamwork + bond with the other person! if they were acquaintances i was on good terms with, i would probably like to go to arcades or amusement parks instead! i absolutely adore cheesecake and sorbets but for savoury food i love shawarma~ most of my favourite food recommendations are flavours i am familiar with due to those being what i grew up with on my dad's side of the family, but as for my mum's side is guillin mifen & burmese khow suey (which she learnt how to make from a family friend of hers!) ooh this is an age old question but if you were to be stranded on an island and could bring only three things (or, people haha) what (who) would they be and why? oh and what is/are your favourite colour/s? have a lovely day/week :3 - 🌨

omg my lil rain cloud i literally FORGOT about this cause it got so buried in my askbox 😭😭😭😭 im the WORST im so sorry!

hearing about your uncle wanting your tea that is seriously so special i adoreee that for you. i totally get that feeling my family thinks my brother is like king of the universe, and my grandfather used to specifically teach just me how to make all of his recipes and stuff and it felt really special. and i know so little about tea but i totally get that to make like REAL good tea is basically an art form in itself so consider me very impressed that you worked so hard to perfect making it. and also pls i like learning about you, so feel free to tell me a million things!

omg the beauty plus hair was beautiful, i actually have both versions framed on my wall (chris is shaking with how much my walls are a minho shrine) i have nothing against the simplicity of that hair either i think it looks amazing i just think about gods menu era when he had most of his hair off of his forehead a lot asfdfd insanity that minho was barely featured in that mv when i always think of it as minho's era lmao

i also think that just doing simple things with ppl like cooking or just going somewhere are the best ways to really form a bond. my best friend and i go on random drives just to talk, and i sit at the counter while they cook and its probably the ways we've revealed the truest versions of ourselves and why we're so close compared to any other friendship i have. i think just existing near someone is like the most amazing thing you can really do together.

omg i have never actually had shawarma before, which feels insane because its everywhere, i will ahve to try to seek out a good place where i live just so i can try it and tell you lol ive also never even heard of the other two you mentioned but after googling them they both sound amazinggg im writing them down to also remember to try!

omg three things/ppl on an island. oh man i want to bring minho, he can fish and cook and i feel like he alone would make survival possible lol i dont wanna cheat and be like a gps tracker so someone will find us thats boring so im thinking of literally surviving and i think minho, a way to collect fresh water and like some kind of serrated blade sfdgf listen im taking this too seriously but minho is the most important part.

my favorite colors are black (so shocking) yellow and pink!

[hanii-rose]

•Because I can't send anon ask in askbox, can I submit it on here instead? So I have this thought:

Garou and the s/o were childhood friends but separated after Garou began to train himself in Bang's dojo. Now after Garou was defeated he comes to visit s/o's house for temporary hiding and also to rekindle their relationship.

Expect both of them getting closer after that. It mostly fluff sfw but you can throw some hot nsfw stuff for the thirst 🔥🔥

But can I request that the s/o is gender neutral, please? It's kinda sad that I rarely find a writing for gender neutral or male s/o, so I will be very grateful if you write the s/o as a gender neutral.

Thanks so much and have a nice day! ❤•

Yay another request ☺️ I tried to write reader as gender neutral, I'm not that great at it, but hopefully it's good enough to post haha

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Reunited

Garou x GN! Reader

It had been a few weeks since Garou had inexplicably showed up at your front door, bruised and weakened. When you first saw him, you instantly recognized his signature hairdo and blazing gold orbs.

It was that kid from school! You occasionally played with him in your younger years, and the two of you had become particularly close, talking, pulling pranks and acting out other childish activities. But as you grew older, you focused more on your books and slowly started seeing less of him, ultimately drifting apart in highschool. You never saw him again, until two weeks ago that is.

After he came hobbling through your doorstep, you let him in, fed him and even bathed him. He took care of his own injuries and he's been staying with you ever since. You assumed he remembered you due to the fact that he called you by your name multiple times without you telling him. When you asked him why he showed up here and now, he explained his situation. His hero-hunting, the Monster Association, Bang's dojo and his pathetic defeat at the hands of a bald guy in a yellow jumpsuit. He told you he needed sanctuary for two or three months, at least until the search for him died down.

You understood his reasoning, albeit feeling a bit sad that he didn't come to you mainly to see you. Truth be told, you had developed quite a crush on the silver haired Adonis, even back then. But in the past, you were much too busy with your studies and his sudden disappearance left your desires unfulfilled. But now he was back, taller, stronger and much much more handsome. It reignited a little spark in your core and you constantly began to crave his touch and attention, often picturing him in the most lewd scenarios you could think of. You touched yourself so many times that you lost count. You tried not to most of the time, in hopes that he wouldn't notice your arousal. Little did you know that Garou was going through something similar.

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Presently, you had just returned home from work with a bag of store bought food. You hung your coat and scarf on the coat hanger and neatly discarded your black office shoes on the wooden shoe rack. You walked all the way to the kitchen, placed the bag of food down and rushed to the living room in hopes of finding your wolfish guest.

You walked in on him, shirtless, crouching on the floor and fiddling with something. His back displayed all of the hard work he had put into building himself these few years. Littered with bumps and crevices that most people could only dream of in their lifetime.

You, unbeknownst to him, gently pressed a finger down onto the back of his neck and slid downwards, following his spine to the middle of his gorgeous back. He visibly tensed and turned his head, staring deep into your curious eyes.

"You're back..." he stated, turning around and getting back to work.

"Yeah, had a long day today. What have you been up to?"

He shook his head softly and muttered, "Fixed yer damn side table. The wobbly piece of shit almost fell over when I walked by it."

You chuckled at his words while patting his defined shoulder and replied, "Well you're pretty nifty, aren't you? Maybe I'll keep you around longer, huh?"

He smirked and stood up straight, taut muscles glistened with sweat and biceps flexed as he scratched the back of his head.

"Yeah, you'd like that wouldn't ya? A personal slave to do all of yer work for ya?"

You replied with an obnoxious 'MHMMM' and exited the living room, walking yourself to the kitchen.

Opening the fridge door, you grabbed the large 2 litre bottle of coke and two large sets of glasses and decorated them atop a tray.

Holding the tray and kicking the fridge door shut with your foot, you treaded back to the living area and set the tray down on top of your now fixed table.

"Sit down, I'll fix you a drink."

Garou complied, sitting himself comfortably on top of your black couch, the leather making scratching noises as he shifted around for the perfect spot.

"Thanks for the table. I've been trying to fix it for ages."

He nodded and grinned, "No big deal. It's the least I could do."

You sat down next to him on his right, leaned forward and poured the chilled coke into the two cups. Closing the cap, you handed him a glass and sipped on your own coke. You relaxed back into the couch, your shoulder brushing his ever so slightly as you unwinded. Work was getting frustrating, even for a desk job, not to mention your desires for the wolfish man would not relent, leading to many restless nights.

"This feels way too good." you lazily stated, stretching back and leisurely taking small sips from the cup.

"Yeah..." Garou agreed softly, his cup already empty.

You noticed the lack of substance in his hand and offered a refill.

"Hold your cup right. I'm gonna give you some more..."

You grabbed the large plastic bottle from the table and twisted the cap open, pouring carefully, a good enough amount of the sweet liquid.

Unbeknownst to you, Garou had outstretched his arm behind you, resting it at the headrest of the couch. His right knee brushed up against yours gently as he scooted closer to you, inhaling your intoxicating scent. Somehow, your smell was so much more stronger when you came home from work. He noticed it once, after you had accidentally bumped into him. And that unique smell drove him absolutely wild.

You turned back after filling his cup and placed the half empty bottle down. You again leaned back getting even more comfortable, somewhat leaning against him. From this position, he could trace your body through the white flimsy fabric of your office shirt.

It was turning him on more than anything.

He chugged his cup until it was completely empty, savouring every last drop of the fizzy drink. He placed his cup down and his now empty hand found purchase upon your clothed knee. His right arm still behind you, wrapped itself around your shoulder, trapping you.

"So tell me about work." he suggested, rubbing your tired shoulder.

"Oh my gosh, you have no clue how annoying some of my desk mates are!" you began.

"They constantly take things from my desk without asking and they are so unorganized, like at least learn to number your reports when you give em' to me, ya'know?"

He hummed and sighed with whatever you said, but honestly, he didn't give a crap about your asshole co-workers. Just let him stare at your stunning legs for a while longer. He could feel his cock twitching in his trousers, your lips trembled as you angrily ranted about your fellow employees. Those same lips he wanted to ravish with his own.

"-And then I said, I'm not going to your fuckin' baby shower and..." you suddenly quieted down.

Why was he staring at you like that?

"Umm Garou, you okay buddy...?"

He ignored your question again. He was so close, you could feel his breath on your cheek! You tried scooting away, but you were held in place by his left hand on your knee, gripping with force and his right arm wrapped around your shoulder.

You placed your palm on top of his hand and he snapped out of his trance, face red and pouting.

"... Is something wrong?"

He vigorously shook his head and scratched his cheek, the blush still faintly prominent under his chiseled cheekbones.

"Are you sure?" you asked, thoroughly concerned. You placed your open palm on his back and rubbed languidly, relenting your weight on top of his. Before you could get up from your position next to him, he yanked you downwards and you plopped down onto the couch, your back hitting the foam armrest.

"Yer so fuckin' sexy, ya'know that?" he asked, sounding somewhat angry.

"Huh?"

"I said, yer so fuckin' sexy. Such a fuckin' turn on!"

Before you could protest, he swiped his hand down your middle, swiftly popping off all of the buttons on your shirt and exposing your chest and stomach. You tried to push him off but to no avail.

"Garou! What are you doing?" you inquired, feeling absolutely embarrassed. Your cheeks dusted with red and you swallowed hard.

"Fuck... What the fuck am I doing?"

He sighed exasperatedly and got off of you. Standing up, he started walking towards the guest room, no doubt to put on his shirt and leave. But before he could turn the corner, you grasped his hand tight.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm leaving. I shouldn't be around you anymore. I can't fucking control myself..." he replied, sweat dripping from his temple.

"What do you mean?"

You strutted closer to him, placing two hands on his bare chest.

"I like you, a lot. And I wanna fuck you all the time."

You were surprised, pleasantly. You giggled at his confession and leaned closer, almost falling on his hard chest.

Rubbing your hand down his stomach and over his delicious abs, you wiggled in his sight.

"I don't mind..." you spoke, tone awfully sly.

Your expression gave away your intentions and Garou found himself grasping your hips, bringing them closer towards his.

"Oh really?" he asked, equally mischievous.

You made a lusty 'mhmm' noise, confirming his suspicions.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you leaned closer to his smirking face, and whispered, "I want to fuck you all the time too..."

"Fuck, yer such a tease!"

Giggling, you brought your mouth upto his and waited for him to place his on yours.

When your silent request was met, you closed your eyes and revelled in the passion.

He feverishly gripped your waist, slid his hand downwards, giving your ass a quick squeeze.

Breaking the kiss, he kept his face near yours, taking in your form.

"I've wanted to do that for so long..."

"Me too." you replied.

"So you wanna fuck me all the time too huh?" he asked.

"Yeah, you're the only one who can take my mind off of my demented office."

"Well then, should we get started?"

You nodded, lustfully looking into his eyes.

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Sitting down had become an issue for you these days. As the days progressed, so did your monster boyfriends hormones. But you two got by. You had to buy a new shirt though, and everyone at your office could tell you'd been fucked out of your mind. But nothing bothered you anymore, not even your moronic deskmates.

It seemed life had gotten better for the two of you, except for the severe back pain you had after Garou finished his dubious acts. Other than that you were fairly content with what you had right now.

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

Oh! I had no idea asks were open. On the header it says closed. I hope you don't mind if I spam you questions and asks lol. I mean, I'll do it in moderation of course! For this one, I'd like to know what your house, patronus and factor like favourite character/s is! And may I also known your hcs for the school aged BB characters' houses? Thank ya! Muah!

I should really fix that; anytime the askbox isn’t closed, asks are open! Gonna see if I can change up my header so it’s less confusing :)

Also, anytime it’s open, you can ALWAYS spam me with asks!!! :D

I hope I’m understanding the question right here! SO, I think my house would definitely be Hufflepuff! The quiz I took says my Patronus would be a swan! And does this mean my favorite Harry Potter character? Because that would absolutely be Snape!

And here’s some headcanons for ya, I can’t believe these got so long!!

I didn’t do all the school age characters because I felt that’d be a LOT for one post, so I ended up doing Cheslock, Ciel, Clayton, Edward, Joanne, Lizzie, and Soma! Feel free to request more if you wanna see others, once the askbox is open again!

This was really fun and thought-provoking, it took me a while to get done but I loved it! I was really into Harry Potter as a kid so revisiting the world in a new perspective was so great!!

Cheslock

Gryffindor for sure! Although he’s undeniably bold, and can certainly be brave, Cheslock tends to be an example of the other side of the Gryffindor coin; he’s reckless and impulsive, and often pulls pranks on other houses. ― And sometimes on the people he doesn’t like in his own house.

He’s a half-blood, with his genes being split, unusually, about 50/50. His father is a high-ranking individual with a perfectly pureblood lineage, and his mother is a muggle with no wizard heritage whatsoever.

While he’s generally good at heart, there are many other Gryffindors who can’t stand him because he’s forever costing the house five points here, ten points there… he’s also brilliant at bending the rules, toeing the line between an upstanding student and a rebellious troublemaker.

He doesn’t really excel in any of his core classes, but he gets good enough grades that he’s never flunked out of any of them. When he gets into second year, he joins the Quidditch team as a beater, and as soon as he’s able to add it in, his extracurricular of choice is, of course, music. He still loves the violin more than anything.

Legend has it he once got transfigured something on a teacher’s desk (it could have been a pen, it could have been an apple, could have been a wand, whatever suits the story better) into a flask of whiskey. Without getting caught!

Ciel

Slytherin, natch, if only because he’s very shrewd and, if necessary, will do anything he needs to. Though his personality isn’t popular with a lot of the other students, even in his own house, everyone acknowledges that he’s actually a very good leader.

He’s definitely a pureblood, or at least he has so little muggle blood in his heritage that most people consider him so. Both of his parents were wizards, but there is some muggle blood a few generations back on his father’s side.

Curiously, he doesn’t care much about social standing or competitions or the like. That said, he still manages to earn Slytherin a lot of house points just by doing the things he’s good at and scoring exceptional marks on tests.

In his first year especially, he struggles with flying quite a bit, and he never really grows to be that skilled on a broom despite doing well enough to pass the class. What he lacks there, he makes up for in charms, and later, the study of ancient runes. He often needs a tutor in his other classes in the first year or two; in his later years, though, he becomes a tutor to younger students, especially for charm spells.

His housemates will vouch for the fact that he seems to get an awful lot of mail from his household back home. Some of it is letters. A lot of it is just candy… which he doesn’t even share!!

Clayton

This boy is a Ravenclaw through and through! He places a high value on intelligence and is here to learn as much as possible. The Sorting Hat seemed to mull over for a while whether he ought to go in Ravenclaw or Slytherin. He’s surprisingly popular with his housemates, probably for his great intellect and his cool, focused demeanor.

He’s a half-blood, though with more wizard heritage than muggle. His mother is a near-pureblood, with most of her ancestors being pureblood wizards, and his father is a half-blood, with most of his parents also being half-bloods.

A good percentage of Ravenclaw’s points come from him. He performs well on exams, is an excellent tutor to the first- and second-years, and, though he can certainly be sadistic, typically doesn’t act on it or do anything that might cost them points.

He starts out being one of the best students in potions ― and in his later years, graduates to being among the top three in alchemy. As he matures in his classes, he also elects to take magical theory, which goes on to eventually be his chosen area of study during his wizarding career.

There was a year wherein he dated every single one of Prefect Lawrence Bluewer’s sisters in succession. Depending on who you hear the story from, Lawrence either is still pissed, or gave Clayton his blessing. Either way, awkward.

Edward

Absolutely Gryffindor, as if there was ever any doubt! He was sorted in record time, and he’s the other side of Cheslock’s coin ― a gentleman who always does the right thing, who aims to serve, a courageous young man with the heart of a lion. (That said, however, he and Cheslock are very much close friends, so he often gets swept up in his housemate’s nonsense.)

He’s very close to being considered a pureblood, if most don’t already think of him that way. His mother is a pureblood, and his father is a half-blood who’s more wizard than muggle.

Is constantly trying to make up points that getting involved in Cheslock’s aforementioned shenanigans has cost Gryffindor. At the very least, Edward usually manages to break even, so it’s as if said tomfoolery never happened. Ah, he gets sick of it, but he keeps letting himself get dragged along!

He’s an absolute wiz at flying, (pun very much intended), and starting in his second year, he eventually becomes Gryffindor’s star chaser in Quidditch. He could well make a living doing that in professional leagues. Instead, he also focuses on academia; excelling in charms and defense against the dark arts. Reportedly he’s one of the very, very few who also enjoys the lectures on the history of magic.

The younger students say they’ve seen it for themselves that his wand is outfitted with a sort of false bottom that hides a plain knife. They all wonder why that kind of wand would have chosen a fellow like Edward, or indeed why it exists in the first place!

Joanne

He’s a Hufflepuff, and proud to be! Similarly to Edward, it didn’t take very long at all for him to be sorted. He’s on the shy side, especially for his first few years, but once he starts coming out of his shell, he makes a lot of friends… even in other houses! He still feels most comfortable around other Hufflepuffs, though. They just get him!

One of the handful of rare students who’s a full pureblood with very little, if any, discernible muggle blood in his heritage. Both of his parents are purebloods, which seems to surprise people, because despite his gentility, Joanne seems to struggle with the more intensive magical concepts.

He’s not all that concerned with points, because he’s pretty much just interested in his coursework. However, like Ciel, he tends to earn house points for Hufflepuff anyway simply due to the fact that he tests well, he’s always there to help someone if they need it, and he follows the rules.

It, er… takes him a while to get the hang of flying during his first year, and even then, he tends to stay off a broom if he can help it. His favorite of his core classes is herbology, and during later years, he absolutely blossoms when he starts studying the care of magical creatures. He’s just got such a soft spot for taking care of things. He’s also fond of arithmancy, which boggles people’s minds ― they think a difficult class like that would stress him out!

Whenever he can’t sleep, he often hangs out with the Friar. The two of them (along with possibly another Hufflepuff ghost or two) will just sit in one of the common rooms while Joanne reads, and sometimes the Friar will stay even after Joanne falls asleep in a chair.

Lizzie

Nobody better have anything bad to say about Hufflepuffs where she can hear it!! Unlike her brother, the Sorting Hat took a little bit with her, waffling between whether she would be a better fit for Hufflepuff or Gryffindor. Her undying loyalty, sweetness, and strength eventually got the choice made. Other houses might think them strange, but Lizzie is a very bubbly young lady and has made wonderful friends with nearly all her housemates!

Her similarities with Edward lie in their heritage. Most people think of her as just one step down from a full pureblood.

Although she doesn’t take competition too terribly seriously, she still wants to earn as many points as she can for her house. She’s very like Joanne in that she earns points by being very kind to everyone and helping where she can, and putting as much effort into her exams as possible.

Don’t let her petite stature and sweetness fool you ― she is a beast of a seeker once she works her way up there! Quidditch is just her hobby, though, as she much prefers charms and is shockingly very adept at potions. She also takes apparition lessons in her sixth year, and dabbles for a short time in divination. She also at least considers joining Joanne in the care of magical creatures, even if she might not end up doing it.

The fact that she’s dating Ciel, a Slytherin who is seemingly her opposite, is just incomprehensible to most people. There are those who say he must have slipped her a love potion or done some other spell on her. These rumors, however, are untrue. She simply adores Ciel, and that is all there is to it.

Soma

Many of his classmates are stumped as to why a prince was sorted into Hufflepuff! Then… they meet him, and it all makes sense. He’s made of sunshine and is astonishingly devoted to anyone he decides is his friend. And, well, he sort of attaches himself like that to everybody. Strange, everybody thinks? Maybe… but these are his people!!

He’s a half-blood, with a bit more wizard blood than muggle. His father is actually not pureblood; instead, his father is a muggle whose parents were both half-bloods, and it’s Soma’s mother who is a near-pureblood, a witch whose parents are a half-blood and a pureblood.

He’s rather unconcerned with the house points, preferring to concentrate on everything he can learn in his classes. There’s so much he doesn’t know! He often costs Hufflepuff points with some oblivious behavior, as well as his exam scores not being the best, but he also often earns just as many points with kind behavior toward other students.

He enjoys his astronomy class in particular, and seems to do very well in herbology even though it’s not his favorite. He joins Edward in being thoroughly fascinated by the history of magic. He also loves transfiguration, consistently getting the highest marks in that class. It might surprise everyone that he takes muggle studies as an elective ― that interests him too, okay! In later years he’ll probably need a lot of counseling to figure out what he wants to focus his attention on.

His friend and protector Agni literally kind of followed him to school because their bond is so strong. Agni’s a half-blood who works in the kitchen at Hogwarts, and lives on the grounds, so whenever Soma needs him, he’s there. Soma loves this! All his friends in one place!

[astranne]

Are you still doing those lvp 10 friendship things? Like as in you're going to write the ones that have been already requested since it says requests are currently closed.

hi there :) yes, i'm still writing max level friendship, and also have some requests still in my drafts. i wasn't able to finish them, but i'll post more of them soon, after i cleared a bit more of my askbox from the made up fanfic title ask game. i'm sorry it's taking me so long 😭 but my private life is going a bit crazy rn and i just don't have much time to really sit down and write

[haikyuu-imagines-and-others]

Hey there! The askbox is still open right? I want to request a scenario with Sugawara and Kuroo (separately) where their s/o failed an exam and is feeling down so they try to cheer her up? Maybe with some ice cream or taking a walk? I had an exam today and honestly don't know what to expect lol Anyway!! thank you for your hard work. I'll always be supporting you bc you're AWESOME

Hey hey! Again! I have started using a random number generator! So congrats, lovely! Your request was chosen! Please don’t stress out over exams, sweetheart! School is only temporary, and honestly, you relearn most of the material on the job anyway…. Degrees Don’t Have Grades…. Grades do NOT define your intelligence! Keep moving forward, lovely! I know you can do it! Thanks for requesting! - Admin Satori

Sugawara Koushi:

The sound of impact alerted Sugawara to something wrong. But when he walked into the room to investigate, he was greeted with you laying on your stomach with your head thrown into a pillow. Your phone a few feet away in a pile of clothes he’d meant to clean up earlier that day.

“______?” You heard him through the pillows now pressed against your ears. But you didn’t move. Didn’t even flinch. Maybe if he thought you were asleep he’d leave you alone to pout and cry about your grades… Your terrible, awful grades that would ruin your life. “_______…” A dip in the bed beside you, his gentle hand rubbing up and down the right side of your back, “I know you’re not sleeping, ________…”

Why couldn’t he take the hint? “You don’t know that.” Against your better judgement, and your fight, flight, or hide senses, you responded. Suga chuckled softly, the sound piercing through the pillow against your ears and making you smile reluctantly. You couldn’t possibly be mad at this angel for finding you out, for sticking by you.

Suga hummed to himself, his left hand rubbing up and down your back gently, his other hand holding your discarded phone - it was opened to your grades. Scrolling through, Suga could see almost immediately why you were upset. “Ah, ______… Won’t you tell me what’s wrong?” You shook your head, Suga smiled gently, “What if I say ‘please’? Would you tell me then?”

“No.” Now you were pouting into the pillow, feeling a faux heartbreak as you remembered how confident you’d been going into the exam. Only to find out a week later, today, that you’d failed it? Bombed it? The questions you’d thought were easy… reflected your knowledge of the subject… since you didn’t get them correct.

His hand stilled on your back, and you wondered if he’d pull his ultimate move and lie down with you, cuddle you into telling him what was wrong. But he didn’t.

Instead, he stood up, the dip in the mattress disappearing. Your hold on the pillow lessened, your ears straining to hear your boyfriends gentle footfalls - wondering where it was he was going? Didn’t he see you pouting? Didn’t he care? Didn’t he want to know why you were so unresponsive to his ‘magic word’?

You didn’t have long to think about why he’d left before Suga was walking back into the bedroom, the sound of glassware clinking and sliding against each other reaching your ears. “_________, do you mind sitting up, please? I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to eat this while lying down.” Confusion sparked, curiosity tickled, you turned your head to the side and stared out of the corner of your eye at what it was your boyfriend thought he was doing. Suga smiled gently down at you, holding two bowls of something, silverware shining from the rims of the bowls. He gestured them towards you, “Please? I don’t want to accidentally get anything on the sheets when I try to sit down.”

Groaning the entire time, you flipped over on the mattress, staring up at the ceiling, bringing your pillow on your chest and squeezing it tightly. “Koushiiiiii, I don’t wanna move…” You whined loudly, but your boyfriend only chuckled quietly, finding amusement in your dramatic whining. “Fiiiiiiiiine….” You drew out before sitting up and scooting backwards.

“Wait, wait, wait!” Suga suddenly called out, making you freeze and give him a curious look as he leaned forwards just a bit his arm stretched towards you, offering you to take the bowl in his hand. You took the bowel tentatively, glancing down at its contents before focusing your attention on what it was he was doing. Already, just from seeing the soft serve in your bowl were you feeling a little better over what you’d seen for your grades. Suga kneeled on the bed next to where you sat, but shuffled closer to the headboard before sitting down, his back touching the wood. “Okay…. Come here…”

You snuggled up next to him, feeling him wrap his arm around your shoulders, “How are you going to eat your ice cream if you’re holding onto me?”

Suga suddenly realized his foul and blushed softly, “Ah…. Got me there.” He smiled down at his lap where his bowl of ice cream was slowly turning into a puddle of sugar. “So…. Do you want to talk about it?

“The ice cream?”

The silence that followed your bad attempt at an escape made you stuff a spoonful of ice cream in your mouth, using it as an excuse not to talk about anything at all. Suga tilted his head with a playfully disapproving smile, “_______.”

You cleared your throat, feeling as if your mouth, your throat, your sternum, your solar plexus was freezing over from the chilly delight. “Uhm….” You struggled to look for a place to start from, you’d failed. Simple as that. You hadn’t passed your exam. And now your life was ruined. There wasn’t really anything else to it. But you felt as if it were impossible to tell someone so perfect that you…. weren’t. You stared down at your, now empty, bowl, “I, uh…. I failed my exam….”

Another silence.

“Okay.”

“Okay?” Suga chuckled at your disbelief.

“Yeah… Okay.” His gentle smile made the room brighter, made you feel warm as if you were standing in sunlight. “_______. You failed one exam…. That’s nothing to be sad over… You are an amazing student.” Suga had completely forgotten about his ice cream, now reaching over and placing the bowl on the side table without taking his eyes off you. “While I do encourage you to try to study from your mistakes… there isn’t really anything to be upset about… School is just.. school.. It’s not here forever. Once we’re out in the real world, really working with our careers… School will just be…” He chuckled quietly, “It’ll just be a fond memory.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, “School? A fond memory? Are you feeling alright, my love?” You reached up and rested your cold hand on his forehead, making him flinch with a smile.

Suga reached up and took your frozen hand in his warm ones, leaning his head against the top of your head and closing his eyes, “You’re going to be just fine, _______. Everyone fails. It’s how life is supposed to work… Otherwise, how are we ever to improve if we don’t know what we did wrong?”

It was silent for only a moment, taking the brief pause in time to really take in what he’d said. He was right, you knew. He was usually right. But you didn’t want to focus on that right now. You cleared your throat before you motioned to the sidetable, “So uh… Can I have your ice cream, Koushi?” Suga snorted and traded bowls with you, deciding he’d spend the rest of the day spoiling you.

Kuroo Tetsurou:

The moment your shoulders fell against the side of his chest was when he knew. You’d failed your exam. It was as if your aura, the mood around you, had completely turned on its head… You were now staring down at your phone, the dim light of the screen illuminating the sadness, the disappointment and the self-hatred that now lined your face.

Kuroo brought his arm down from behind you on the couch, wrapping it around your shoulders and pulling you against the side of his chest silently. You glanced up at him only briefly before back down at your phone, your frown somehow getting deeper. Your aura darker. You knew he knew. And your heart shook in your chest at the mere thought of your boyfriend judging you based on your grades. Him and his perfect A’s in all classes.

“You know…” Kuroo stared off suddenly, his golden eyes not moving from their gazing at the TV - it was movie date night for you two, and he’d chosen quite an interesting film from his odd collection below the TV. “It’s kind of rude to check your grades in the middle of spending time with your boyfriend, blind your boyfriend with your screen light, and not pay attention to the movie he so professionally hand picked for your date night.” Then his eyes were on you, peering down at you from the corner of his eye, “How’d you do?”

He’d known you were nervous about your exam. You’d studied with him for almost a whole week prior to taking it. He’d complained countless times whenever you’d suddenly ask him to quiz you - mostly because it was during the most random of times! Kuroo doesn’t think he’d ever met someone who wanted him to quiz them for an exam in the middle of having sex. Not that you’d paid attention to your request for long. Kuroo shook himself out of the memory, reminding himself that he was here with you in the present, and you were sulking over a grade that’d come in.

“I failed.”

“Hm?” Kuroo quickly, very easily, snatched your phone from your hands, leaning away from you when you whined and reached for it. “_______, you did fine. You got a 68…. Ah, if only you’d answered one more question correctly.”

You frowned and sat back, “But, Tetsu… That would have only gotten me a 69….?”

A leering smirk was sent your way, accompanied with a sultry wink, “Exactly.”

Playful irritation lit your face, covering the quiet embarrassment adorning your cheeks. You pushed his leaning form, making him laugh and completely lay out on the couch - if he lifted his legs onto yours, he’d probably be more comfortable. “You’re disgusting. I’m over here worrying about my grades, and you have nastiness on the brain. How do you sleep at night?”

“Usually next to my overly dramatic girlfriend.” His quick quip wasn’t what you were looking for and you were quickly losing your patience. Kuroo could easily see your playful irritation was slowly turning more serious, and he knew he’d be on thin ice if he didn’t watch himself. He scrolled through your grades, up towards the top, where your overall grade in the course lay. “Kitten…. Why are you so down?”

You sighed loudly, dramatically, but caught yourself too late and cleared your throat. He’d heard the drama and struggled to contain his snort of amusement, masking it as a bad cough. Squinting at him, you let out a huff, “I got a 68 on a major exam! Tetsu! That’s important! The whole course… If I don’t do better on the next exam…. Or maybe I can ask the teacher if they’ll give me another chance…. Maybe give them some sort of bribe…” You furrowed your eyebrows. Soft snickering at your expense caught your ear over your brainstorming, and you glared at your boyfriend, “It’s NOT funny, Tetsu! I need to seriously buckle down on my next exam otherwise I don’t know if I’ll be able to make graduation!”

Just before you were about to fall into a spiral of self doubt and anxiety, Kuroo’s hand wrapped around your arm and pulled you down to his level, lifting his legs onto the couch, letting your lower half rest between his long legs while you now laid on top of him. “Kitten… I want you to look at your grades and tell me what you see….”

He turned the phone for you to be able to view your grades. But you didn’t want to see them, knowing full well what he was getting at. “Tetsu! That doesn’t matter! One little slip up could land me working at McDonald’s or Panda Express the rest of my life!”

“You don’t even work there now, though!”

You pouted up at him, bringing your arms up and crossing them in front of you on his chest. You quickly stuffed your face into your own arms and Kuroo chuckled, hearing your groaning gaining volume, feeling your despair, as misplaced as it was. His large hands rested on your back, and your lower back, rubbing up and down softly. He was warm. His hands were gentle. Your heart beat strong in your chest, and you could feel his beating strong under you. How could he be so…. Okay? With a bad grade?

“I learned a long time ago that grades are…..” Kuroo stopped before snorting out, “bullshit.” You didn’t lift your head, knowing he wasn’t finished. “They don’t display your knowledge or your intelligence… it’s just a number for the teachers…. So since it’s just a number for them… why does it have so much more meaning to you?”

His question rang in your ears, and try as you might, you couldn’t help feeling he was right.

And he knew he was.

A smile could be heard in his voice, “As long as you get what you need from the college, from the school…. Which in your case would be a degree, right?” You nodded silently, still hiding your face in your arms, still feeling a little down over your failed exam. “Right. As long as you get your degree, you’ll learn on the job and everything works out….” But he could still feel your apprehension. “_______… I can promise you.. there is NO job in this world that will just…. Throw you into production…” He chuckled, “That’s purely idiotic.”

He was right. Kuroo was right. Sighing you nodded again, lifting your head, staring down at your arms on his chest, “Okay.”

“Okay?”

You nodded again, “Okay. You’re right…. It’s just a grade…. Just a number….”

Kuroo’s smile was gentle, genuine, feeling warmth spread through his chest as the dark aura around you passed without a single tear being shed. “Good…. Now let’s go get some of that sweet dairy stuff we have in the freezer.”

Sooooo… uh… I have NO idea how to describe what Suga does… but I know Kuroo would try to talk some sense into you lol Suga would just probably coax you into learning what had gone wrong! But I love you, anon! And I hope you did wonderfully on your exams!