#this is so long but you know i haven’t done hc’s in months and i love xavier w every fiber of my being

[wickjump]

I’M SO GLAD THAT I’VE FOUND SOMEONE THAT ENJOYS CREPIC. THEREFORE YOU ARE GETTING A HC.

I’ve recently seen a trope somewhere that if partner A has noticeable scars, partner B will kiss them as a small romantic or comforting gesture. Ever since I’ve seen this trope I have not stopped thinking about crepic. IT FITS SO WELL???

Like, obviously Epic has the scar on his eye. His magic eye has caused him years of suffering and awful nightmares. It’s been nothing more to him than a burden. And the scar is just another reminder that he can never let go of everything that’s been done to him. But whatever, he’s gotten over it. But imagine Epic going over to Cross’ house for a sleepover, and late at night the two are just lying in Cross’ bed talking about something stupid, when their conversation suddenly turns more personal. This slowly leads to Epic opening up about how much of a struggle it is to live with his eye. Of course, he doesn’t go too much into detail, since he was never really one to speak about his personal life.

And Cross can’t help but feel so guilty for his poor best friend after listening to him talk about how much pain he had to endure for so long. Epic keeps insisting that he’s fine and that it’s not a big deal, but Cross wants to give the person he cares about so much the desperate comfort he needs. One way leads to another and Cross ends up leaning over and kissing the scar on Epic’s eye while gently cupping his face or something. (bonus points if Cross also kisses the scars on Epic’s hands). AND EPIC WOULD PROB BE HOLDING BACK TEARS THE ENITRE TIME BUT WOUDL EVENTUALLY CRAKC CUZ SOMEONE ACTUALLY FINDS BEAUTY IN HIS INSECURITIES AND UHHUHGH.

I’m so ashamed that this became a huge rant when it didn’t need to be 🙏🙏 (But seriously I’m so starved of crepic that it’s becoming torturous. I need to be fed more fanfics bc there’s only 30 on ao3. Nsfw or not I need to be fed.)

WEEPING CRYING YES!!!!!!!!!! epic is so ignored in crepic fics mostly because people don’t bother to read his au’s comic (it’s… a long one… so i get it lmfao), and i might be one of those people though not because a lack of adoration for his canon but because cross is my favorite idiot and epic is hard to write. BUT!!!!!! I LIKE THIS A LOT.

scar kissing can go one of two ways, very very good, or very very bad. personally if anyone tried to kiss my scars they’d get clocked, but it depends for the character (and person). some people think it’s cringe worthy, other people think it’s sweet. EYE SCARS HOWEVER? OH HO HO. THOSE NEED TO BE KISSED RIGJT FUCKIJG NOW… ABSOLUTELY YES. epic’s whole eye ordeal like ruined his life and made him damn near suicidal. i haven’t read the side comics in a little while for epic but iirc when he’s killed he thinks something along the lines of ‘isnt this what ive been waiting for?’ or something? could be wrong idk i haven’t read it in a few months. but either way that eye, and that scar as a reminder, really fucked him up. and epic’s the kind of guy to gloss over that entirely. but cross is an overthinker at his core so when he catches wind of this it’s going to be on his mind forever probably.

i love. i love the idea that cross just holds epic’s face and kisses his scars. holy shit i love that so much. dear god. he absolutely should get to do that. cross cares sososo much about epic but epic never tells him anything!!! so when cross gets a whiff of his internal turmoil he is gonna DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!!!! and epic is gonna FEEL EMOTIONS!!!!!!

I LOVE characters cupping someone’s face while kissing them while paying mind to their traumas and letting them know that you treasure them and and and combusts into a superbillion molecules

goddd this idea. /pos. AND YOURE SO REAL ABOUT THE FIC THING THEY SHOULD HAVE MORE FICS LIKE??? WHAT???!!!!! there’s barely any fics out there for them compared to so many other ships. every night i pray that i wake up and someone dropped a 200k+ word slow burn crepic ‘forbidden’ (because cross’ job and epic’s residence) romance best friends to lovers au fic. but those prayers always go unanswered. ive scoured the entire site for them, ive started going to WATTPAD, DAMNIT!!!!!!!!! bleh. i don’t even care about ratings or tags anymore as long as it’s consensual and legal im fine please give me more content with them 🙏

[br4inr0tx]

HI I’ve been looking for someone that writes for the thanksgiving movie ever since I watched it. Masked slasher/voice changer do things to me.

Anyways can I request HCs with John Carver and someone he’s had this eye on for a while nearing thanksgiving? Feel free to get creative! Hope you have a good day :]

Sure thing! I feel the exact way about slashers..Urrhrghrh I love this man so much y’all I’m going to be SEARCHING for John Carver roleplayers AAAAA (character ai just doesn’t satisfy me enough ig 😓)

Happy Thanksgiving <3

tw - MASSIVE THANKSGIVING 2023 SPOILERS, stalking, death, manipulation, deception of gore, kidnapping.

Eric Newlon…

• Eric has had his eyes on you for a month now. He’s been very careful, as he knows all too well about how the smallest of details can ruin absolutely everything. You simply just don’t know it yet.

• The John Carver killer stalks and records his victims as you know. I’m retrospect he’s had his eyes on you longer then you think. Watching and carefully planning every detail.

• And you wouldn’t even have a clue.

• It’s around Thanksgiving time. You get around enough to know a few kids in town, and talk to people. Maybe, you even reminisce about the lives lost a year ago.

• It pains you to know that nightmare is all coming back. Faces you recognize are found missing or dead, and it’s been freaking you the fuck out.

• Not to mention those posts you keep getting tagged in are so very unsettling. Your name at a table with other chairs and names of people you may or may not recognize. The anxieties just kept coming and coming..

• Luckily, Sheriff Newlon has been there to help you during these rather compromising times. He seems to always know the best thing to say when you’re stressed out, and it’s kind of nice. You hind yourself recently stopping by his office just to spend time with him while he does research, and let me tell you, he eats the attention it right up.

• He assures you, nothing will hurt you when you’re with him. He won’t let this deranged killer harm you. You’re too sweet to lose. He jokes about how he could care less about those other foolish teenagers, but is he though?

• At work recently you’ve had these people you can’t stand. They never get their work done and seem to get away with it, along with being unserious and silly all the time. It hurts to focus most of the time..so frustrating. Their newest topic is bringing up last year’s incident too, which heightens your anxiety.

• Recently..they haven’t been showing up to work. Sure, you could use a few days without them, but now with this all going on? You can’t help but have a bittersweet feeling about it all.

• You decide to stay with Sheriff Newlon, or as he ushers you to say, Just Eric. It calms your nerves for the most part as he talks about things to get your mind off this whole mess. He promises you it fucks with his head too.

• After a minute Eric groans, shaking his head at the computer. “I gotta go copy some papers, I’ll be right back.” You nod, sitting back in your chair as you waited for his return. A long awaited return, too.

• You start to daydream, staring off at the walls aligned with case after case tied to the recent events of murders. It sent a shiver down your spine.

• You stood up, walking over to the pinboard and reading all of them. One paper caught your interest in particular, and as you picked it off the wall you knew exactly what it was. Your co-workers..they were tied to this. They went missing just like the others, and one of their purses was found on the side of the street with everything in it, from identification to money, like their only purpose was for the person themselves to be taken..

• You cringed hard reading it all, and as you tilted the paper upwards to bring it into more of the light in Eric’s dim room, the reflection on the plastic sleeve gave you quite a fright.

• After a quick turn around, you saw him. The John Carver Killer. As soon as you made a move he strikes, grabbing you and shoving you right against the desk and over it with your hands above your head, and with his free hand a Chloroform filled rag shoved roughly against your mouth and nose.

• In the hysteria there wasn’t much you could do. Anytime you struggled he’d grip your hands a little tighter as a warning. So much so he managed to crack your knuckles and almost even bend them in an awkward direction. That was until you finally fell asleep.

• When you woke up, you were at the front of the table, your hands tied behind your back. You weren’t gagged, but by the looks of your surroundings and the way the light shines through the boarded up windows nobody would hear you if you screamed anyway..

• What’s more, those pesky co-workers are around the table with you, all dead in different creative ways.

• John Carver appears behind you, placing his hands gently on your shoulders. “Isn’t this nice, Y/N? Everyone together, just having a nice dinner?” His head lowers right next to your ear. His voice sounded somehow robotic, perhaps because he was a voice changer. “Just like a Thanksgiving should be, right?”

• He sighs, like he had an amazing little daydream. The way his hands ran down your shoulders too..it’s the same way the sheriff used to. “I know you’ve been feeling lately..and I know you appreciate the true meaning of Thanksgiving. I made you something special, no strings attached..”

• You’re favorite meal, whatever that may be, was right in front of you. It looks delicious too..not any sort of gore or cannibalism you’d expect from the bodies all around. How would he know something that specific like your favorite food though? “Open up..” He feeds you the food himself, not trusting you just yet to let you go.

• If you don’t want to eat, be that way. He can warm you your food back up if you change your mind, but don’t ever say he didn’t have good hospitality.

• “You remind me of someone I used to know, Y/N..” He gently pushes your hair out of your face, feeding you another piece if you decided to play along. “So kind..not like those others who only care about themselves.”

• He keeps explaining everything he likes about you..even down to the smallest detail, which shakes you to your core. “

• “In fact, this year, I’m thankful for you. <3”

[queerly-done]

Hello welcome to the place I make headcanons!

Long story short I haven’t done this in a hot minute, and not with this fandom, so I’m doing Ratio/Aventurine HCs because they are all I think about(not a fully true statement)

If you enjoy these headcanons feel free to suggest other ships/characters for me to make this type of thing for or if you want elaboration/more Aventio HCs also feel free to tell me! :3

Enjoy the headcanons

- As generally accepted as it is Aventurine fell for Ratio first, Ratio fell so much harder.

- I’ve said before I don’t think they are actually dating, but more in a rivals/coworkers/friends with benefits relationship that also has feelings. Main reason being they are both hopeless and the only way they would ever confess is through a drunken confession or on accident. Eventually it would happen but it would take a while. Ratio would be the one to make the drunken confession.

- Aven still keeps the note Ratio gave him as a keepsake

- Ratio is the one who gave Aven the Trash CatCakes

- If and/or when they got in a relationship, it would be rather secretive from their respective jobs. While neither are embarrassed about the other, the IPC would be WAY too happy about it during pride month(rainbow capitalism and all). Despite their best efforts it seems only Jade, Dimond and Opal don’t know about their relationship.

- Aventurine randomly visits Ratio at both of his jobs, more often than not showing up at the university after his lectures while he’s grading.

- Ratio has a lot less relationship experience than Aventurine(Ratio’s never been in one(demi-aroace hc(generally romance and sex repulsed))), however he Aventurine has little to no positive experience to reference so in some ways they are learning to be good partners together in others Aventurine is learning he deserves the respect and love Ratio shows him.

- When they first moved in together (after about a year of dating) they both worked to make the space feel like it was both of theirs. To both of their surprise they had simular taste in how a house should be modeled, with some level of maximalism(you can’t convince me that Ratio’s home isn’t exquisitely decorated in maximalism).

- Ratio and Aven enjoy watching documentaries generally on true crime or major historical events, occasionally Aven is able to convine him to watch trashy reality tv with him, but it is rare.

[awoogayanderes]

A KISS TO REMEMBER

➪ request : “Hi!! Can I request HCs of sharing a first kiss with Muichiro and Mitsuri from kny? I am obsessed with the latest season! Have you seen it already?”

➪ other notes : yes i’ve seen it ! it was genuinely amazing, i’m so happy they did it justice because it was as beautiful from the manga, i can’t wait for next season, i also haven’t written for kny in such a long time omg, non edited

Muichiro Tokito :

- you’d definitely have to play a big role in his life, struggling with his memory issues

- that is until he regains his memory after his encounter with gyokko ( and the tanjiro effect, yes it’s real. )

- so when you visit him in the hospital, you didn’t have much hope of him actually remembering you, getting used to his coldness

- “y/n ?” muichiro calls out for you, his eyes bright, full of life, something you hadn’t seen anytime before

- after he gets discharged, he’s more lively around you, remembering everytime you put up with him even when he was stubborn

- your first kiss happens when you’re both sitting on a log in a field of flowers

- it comes out of nowhere, not calculated on either party, you just lean in and it happens like most first kisses as a teenager

- it’s soft, despite his lips being slightly chapped, but the kiss is also light, you can almost not feel it at all

- when you pull away, you just blankly stare at each other as his face is coated in red

- “is this what people call dating,” muichiro asks, still slightly confused on the term shinobu had explained to him earlier

- that’s the only reason why he got the guts to do it, knowing that it could ruin your friendship

- 8/10 overall experience, despite so much frustration, in the end it was worth the wait

Mitsuri Kanroji :

- she’s literally my favorite character and hashira in demon slayer, she’s my wife fr

- i think she starts to develop genuine feelings when you show her kindness and patience, not judging her for the amount she eats or her body

- this starts out in a restaurant as you lovingly watch mitsuri eat joyously, a light pink already coating her cheeks

- “do you want anymore y/n ?” mitsuri asks, holding out her chopsticks in case she needed to feed you some of her food

- once she’s done, you both chat of whatever comes to mind, a tradition you both have established to spend more time together

- you both don’t realize when you’re getting closer, just wanting more of each other without actually saying it out loud

- there’s a pause of silence until mitsuri closes her eyes and envelops you into a kiss

- her kiss is passionate but also soft, lips gracefully but carefully glazing over yours, it’s not messy, rather delicate

- as you both pull away, you notice her face has become crimson red rather than its usual pink

- “i apologize if i startled you but you’re just so kind and lovely with me,” mitsuri sputters out nervously making you smile with love

- she’s literally been debating doing this for months on end, it wasn’t just a spur of a moment, she’s wanted this for so long

- 10/10 overall experience, she’s literally full of love, any rating lower would be criminal

[bots-and-cons]

*⁠.⁠✧Hiii!! Happy Pride and Men's Mental Health Month⁠!｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

I want to say thank you so much for doing that angst request!

Now I came here for something warm.

May I please ask for headcanons of any Bots and/or cons of your choice being father/mother/parental figure for teenage gn!human?

Once again biiig thanks for doing (Almost) all of my requests and enjoy the Summer!

(⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

A/N: I wanted to write this during June, but I was kinda busy, so I didn’t really have time and my motivation was also low, but hey happy disability pride month! I decided to do only autobots, since it seemed easier. I have these HCs about KOBD being like adoptive parents to a human teen (the other parts are linked in that post too). Also there are these scenarios of reader being in need of a father figure and going to Optimus and Shockwave, another father figure thing here and I’ve got these HCs about the reader being sort of like a parental figure to some bots. You're very welcome, and I wish you a good summer too :D

~Arcee~

•Arcee would not in any way consider herself a parental figure, but it’s not really for her to choose is it

•Your relationship with your mom is rocky to say the least, so when you met and got to know Arcee, she was what you imagined a mother could be

•She’s strict, but she also lets you do things as long as you’re responsible and smart about it

•Arcee doesn’t have unrealistic expectations for you, nor does she berate you for every little mistake

•She listens when you talk, and offers advice IF you want it

•Of course the way she grew up and the environment she grew up in are nothing like the situation you’re in, but you two can always find some connections in your situations, even if they’re really weird and sort of far-fetched sometimes

•Arcee doesn’t consider herself your parent, and you haven’t told her how much you look up to her and how important she is to you

•She’s always there for you when she can, be if for happy things or sad things

•She does eventually sort of accept the role she ended up in with you and it does make her happy you would think of her like that

•There was a moment when you told her she was like family to you, when she thought it wasn’t a good thing because she’s aware of how bad your relationship with your parents is

•You assured her that no, it’s not like that and you saw her as someone you wished you had as your parent

~Ultra Magnus~

•Magnus is super strict, but he also provides the sort of structure you need in your life, unlike your parents

•He’s not exactly there to help you with homework, but he does make sure you always get them done, and you can ask him if you need help with something

•He’s not much help with things such as history, biology, languages or health ed, because he doesn’t really know anything about those things since they’re so human related

•Magnus isn’t the best at reading or expressing emotions, but when he does notice there is something bothering you, he will ask you about it

•He’s pretty awkward when it comes to relationships, but he aims to be honest and just tell you his opinion, with some limits of course

•He doesn’t belittle you, but he does tell you if you’re doing something wrong in his opinion, and you talk about how you could possibly fix it

•Most talks you have with Magnus are very constructive and solution-oriented and not there isn’t really much emotion involved on his side

•He does learn to notice what causes your mood to shift and stuff like that though, and he does ask about it if you seem to be feeling a particularly strong emotion

•It’s a very rare treat to hear him chuckle, and it’s usually because of the stupidest jokes imaginable

[flash-the-readies]

Calling my younger self out for all the embarrassing things they thought/did when I first started getting into Pink Floyd (I just think I was endearing albeit annoying)

Initially confused them with LED Zeppelin because for some reason my brain put them on a similar tier

Went to watch the Pulse tour DVD … promptly realised it was post-Waters, cried, shut it off immediately, and haven’t seen it since (I actually own a DVD and a VHS tape of the film…both of which were gifts actually)

Saw that Live at Pompeii gif of Roger blowing the smoke rings and just stared at it for a long while promptly falling in love

Didn’t know the Wall was a double album and just assumed the second disc was demos so I never listened to it and would only listen to half the album. Eventually I decided to play the second disc and realised how stupid I was (In the Flesh confused me)

Had an entire wall in my room dedicated to The Wall (I painted out the brick design and had these posters)

Didn’t really care much for the WYWH album (and now it’s my favourite Pink Floyd album..)

FUCKING GAVE AWAY THE IN THE PINK NICK SEDGWICK BOOK BECAUSE I WAS GOING THROUGH SOME SHIT AND ROGER WAS MAKING ME FEEL GUILTY AND HORRIBLE

Would listen to the Wall at least once a day for months on end especially while sitting alone at lunch

Used the fact that my mum desperately wanted me to make friends to go to a Roger Waters concert with this boy who had a crush on me and then promptly started trying to convert me to Catholicism once he found out I’m atheist, bisexual, and non-binary. Roger Played the Gunner’s Dream for the encore so no regrets there

Had a long and unhealthy obsession with The Final Cut and would play my LP of it at least once a day

Read something about Roger calling the rest of the band “the muffins” and promptly dubbed David “greasy muffin”…and got the rest of my online friends to join in

Wrote endless HCs with a friend about Watershend (Roger Waters x Pete Townshend)… I stand by this one. Sorry

Did a 10 minute presentation on the Wall for a history class when I was…14

Called in sick to school even though my teachers knew I was going to watch Roger Waters in concert

Found a copy of Rick Wright’s Wet Dream on vinyl at a market… had no cash in the moment … asked my friend if they could give me cash and then I’d pay them back later… my friend agreed thinking it was for food (I wasn’t trying to deceive them I promise I just didn’t communicate what that money was for as clearly as I thought I did… but I did pay them back plus a bit extra!) I did get my record tho

Went to Battersea Station…. DIDN’T REALISE IT WAS A FUCKING SHOPPING MALL ON THE INSIDE BECAUSE I FAILED TO DO MY RESEARCH AND DIDN’T EVEN ATTEMPT TO GO INSIDE BECAUSE I AM AWKWARD AS HELL… so instead I opted to awkwardly stand around the outside and check out the nearby shops (this is recent ;-;)

I used to draw and would just fill my notebook up with drawing of Pink Floyd (mostly just Roger…)

I am just now remembering how much of my fanart was nose-centric

You know that common trans experience of “trying desperately to live as your assigned gender one last time so you overcompensate before you come out”… well that overlapped with my “ukulele and Syd Barrett let’s dress psychedelic” phase

Have bought way too many pieces of clothing because they remind me of something Roger wore once (I think I’ll make this into it’s own post perhaps)

That’s all I can remember for now. Just feeling nostalgic. I could make a second part of all the most recent cringe shit I’ve done. I’m not laughing at myself I’m laughing with myself. Honestly my younger self was iconic, gotta love her

[babiebom]

apologies for my absence- holiday periods are tiring lmao how were they for you? unfortunately we have yet to watch the fnaf movie, as our group is one that is exceedingly difficult to make plans around because we're all busy 💀 but then there's the one guy who doesn't want to leave his house lmao luckily, iv'e been pretty good at staying away from spoilers, so i've got that going for me. on the other hand, i'm planning to go see Trolls 3, and my mother and sister recently went to see the new Wonka movie. Though from what i've heard from a friend, Wonka's no good :// Yeahhh, if i actually commit to the mod, i'd have to learn pixel art and reteach myself code and programming 😭... i used to be somewhat decent at it. oooo yes i love a good choose your own adventure! they're so much fun and i've actually coded 1 of my own :,) it was through Visual Basics though, so the formatting was a bit weird for me lmao if you're going for a visual novel type of look and playability, I'd probably recommend Unity or itch.io? in my experience, Unity is probably easier to use.. theres another website/app i used but i can't recall the name sadly :( if i do i'll get back to you though! i don't have that much of a detailed request this time, but perhaps some fluff and love languages between rasmodius and the reader? or like hcs of rasmodius's evolving interest/thoughts arund the reader before finally getting together? i'd perhaps request nsfw/smut stuff too but tbh i just don't have any ideas 💛 tysmm :D -🔮

A/N: I’m glad you’re okay!! Honestly I’ve been sick these past couple of weeks (I caught pneumonia and had it for a month before going to the hospital. I thought it was a cold oopsies) I haven’t watched anything new recently but I am watching the third season of singles inferno with some friends. And I guess until I can figure out how to make a visual novel I have to write the fic out lmao sucks for me because I think a game would be better but oh well. What can I do? And like always I’ll try to do both!! Check back for the second one!!

Tw: cursing, slight nsfw but no full on smut. Let me know if there’s something I missed!!

Wc: I have no idea! But these are headcanons so 10+ is the goal!!

Sdv Masterlist

Okay so there are five main types of love languages.

Physical touch, Words of Affirmation, Receiving Gifts, Acts of Service, and Quality Time.

I would also like anyone reading this to remember that these love languages are how you want to be loved/receive love not how you show love to others.

I do think that Rasmodius is very connected to himself

And by that I mean I think he knows himself very well, or at least he thinks he knows himself very well.

And for a long time I think he probably thought that Quality Time and Physical Touch were his main two love languages.

I mean idk if it’s canon but in my opinion I do think he cheated on the witch with Caroline

And I’m not gonna go into it here because this isn’t about them, but I think it might’ve had to do with that and his own struggles with temptations.

And I also think gift giving is canon for literally every single character in stardew because that’s the main way to befriend someone.

But I think that after marrying you/beginning to date you he realizes that his actual love language is words of affirmation.

While Physical touch and quality time are still very important to him, being with you makes him see that he really does like being praised.

Like whenever you say that he has done something well, or that you like something he has done his heart flutters as if he were a teenager again.

Especially when it comes to his magic

Like I feel like the townspeople aren’t really fond of him

And they never thank him for the things that he does whenever they actually need him for stuff

Like the haunted maze

Like they’re just talking about how weird he is and how he got it done

But they never stop and say anything that’s positive like WTF

So I think he would appreciate whenever you thank him or praise him and it would go straight to his head (which one idk 👀)

With quality time I feel like you get a lot of it after he moves to the farm

Like unless he’s working in his tower, or you’re off somewhere like in the mines

That you’re like together even if it’s spent in silence

And he loves that

Like he was super lonely before even if he doesn’t want to admit it

So just being in the same room as you counts as quality time for him.

And if you’re doing an activity that’s particularly domestic

He’s in heaven like he doesn’t wanna make it a big deal

But baking and helping you around the farm makes his heart soar.

I think in terms of how he shows love i think he would show it in acts of service and gift giving

Like oh you don’t feel well?

Don’t bother going to the clinic he’s just going to create a potion that stops you from getting sick

You’re afab and you’re having bad cramps during your period?

Consider them gone

Look at this thing he got for you

And while yeah this might seem like either a lot of insincere

In his mind and heart this is how he shows that he appreciates you and wants you to live a good and easy life.

If he can make things easier and less stressful for you

That’s exactly what he’s going to do

He loves you and while he loves receiving attention and love he’s kinda crap at giving it in the same way because he just doesn’t really know how

So this is how he does

He’s VERY romantic sometimes and shows it through gifts and services.

Very cute and a good significant other when you get past his rough exterior.

[justanotherboringwriter]

||Awkward Birthday Date.||

Summary; awkward time for a birthday date but *pukes*

A/N; I HC Erron has emetophobia (fear of vomit/vomiting) but he has to deal with it for the sake of Kano and that’s why Kano ends up cutting back on drinking ·3·

Word count; 851.

Kano parked his car, hopping out. “Erron!” He yelled out to the cowboy, making the man look back. “Fuck, not this again.” Erron muttered, annoyed. “Kano, I told you already; I’m done with The Black Dragon and I’m done with you. Stop trying to convince me to come back, it won’t work.” He added.

“Are you kiddin’ me?” Kano huffed angrily. “Y’know how long I’ve been searchin’ for you? Months! Hell, probably much, much longer because of all the different realms time zones I traveled in just to come here and be told it was for nothin’?!” He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. “I don’t know if my sleepin’ and eatin’ schedule will ever recover from how many times my internal clock changed!”

“I’ll probably never be able to adapt back to my normal schedules. I didn’t come here for fuckin’ nothin’!” Kano yelled, his face turning red. “You’re gonna get your ass over here and get in this car! I planned an entire birthday for you just so we could have a cute little date together!” He added, absolutely irate at this point. He panted, his head hung low as his hair, now a mop of overgrown curls that could cover his face, completely concealed his expressions.

He took a few shaky steps back, leaning on the car and grumbling to himself. Against his better judgment, Erron rushed over. He placed a hand on Kano’s back, “Are ya okay?” “Obviously fuckin’ not. My body had no time to adapt to the different time zones..I’ve been feelin’ weird since this mornin’. Feels like I got disemboweled and my heart…” Kano groaned as Erron sighed. “Fuck, lemme guess, you’re drunk?” The cowboy said, quickly becoming annoyed. Kano jumbled his words, “Mmmm..Nooo.” He managed to slur out. “Haven’t drank innn so long…” He added.

Erron felt Kano trembling under his hand. “Boss, I think you’re goin’ through withdrawals. Bout as sweaty as a man in the Sahara.” He noted.

Kano suddenly retched.

Erron rubbed his back, “Alright. Let it out, y’got any water in the SUV?” Kano’s shaky hand rummaged around in his pocket and took out some keys. Erron took the keys and opened the SUV, searching for water inside as Kano continued retching. “Sounds horrible.” Erron said, trying to lighten the mood a bit. “It is!” Kano managed to get out before Erron heard a loud retch and a liquid splashing on the ground.

The cowboy groaned in disgust as he heard another splash. Then another. “My god, you need to get that checked out. You’re pukin’ a month’s worth of food!” He said as he pooped down a seat in the middle row, crawling into the bag and checking the bags there.

“Mmm, nutritious!” Kano chuckled in a hoarse voice. “Ew, don’t say that!” “Looks good.” Kano laughed as he coughed, retching again. “No!” Erron yelled from the backseat. “Stop!”

Kano gasped, “I think I’m done for a while. Uh, find that water yet? Gonna need it, Red.” He coughed violently, his throat dry and sour from forcing everything out. “I’m finding it.” Erron sighed, finally locating a pack of water bottles and effortlessly sliding a knife out, cutting the plastic and sliding a water bottle out. “Got it!” “My guardian angel..” Kano joked. “Just hold it out. Don’t look, it looks fucking disgusting.” Erron scrunched up his face, looking off and holding out the bottle. Kano took the bottle and popped it open, drinking it and gasping afterwards.

“Um, so, does this ruin our birthday date?” The Australian asked. “Like is this..a turn off? Or, rather, enough of a turn off to end the date? Or are we still breaking up..” “Wait, how do you know July 30th is my birthday? My birth certificate is so old it’s not even dust and it’s been like that for centuries..” Erron realized.

“Erron, I was abused as a child; I know when someone has that ‘I wish people knew it was my birthday’ look, you idiot. And Happy Birthday, I guess? You’re even older, hoorah.” Kano mocked.

“Thanks..It feels like forever since somebody’s wished me a Happy Birthday.” “Erron, I’m very much sure I’m basically the only person who’s ever wished you a Happy Birthday.” Kano replied, “But you’re welcome.” He smiled. Erron glanced over, seeing Kano’s smile and blushing. “You make me regret running away. Also, we’re not breaking up.” He sighed grudgingly.

“Nice. Keys?” Kano held out his hands and Erron gave him the keys. Kano shut the door and walked around, getting into the driver’s seat.

“So, what’s the plan for my birthday date? Is it gonna be some big bash?” “We’ll watch 70’s to 90’s horror movies and cuddle. Good? Good.” “Fuck yeah.” Erron smirked, excited.

Kano nodded and started driving. “Put your seatbelt on, we’re off road.” “I know, darlin’. Don’t gotta treat me like a kid.” “Gotta make sure you’re in one piece for our cuddle session, y’know?” Kano chuckled. “Alright, I’m gettin’ my seatbelt on. Don’t try to drive like a dumbass.” He jokingly chastised the Australian. “...Sure.”

[sinnaea]

Krauser/You RE fanfic, page one rough draft, Fem! reader

Oops! I thought I was done writing about Krauser but he's becoming my current obsession. My brain has been firing on all pistons and coming up with all kinds of HCs. I want to explore what kind of a man he may be when he's off duty...

Summary You’re a dancer at a distinguished gentlemen’s club and your most loyal and favorite customer has arrived. You haven’t seen him in months and he asks you for a special request before he leaves again on one last mission. (Pre-RE4R)

Saturday nights always draw a more boisterous crowd. The gentlemen’s club never felt unsafe and you know there are worse places to dance at. You’ve been there before. After dancing and entertaining here for a couple years, you became spoiled by the upscale establishment, security and elite clientele. Yet, you never look forward to the crowd on Saturday nights. The money is good enough and you need it. So, you always give it your all.

You sit at your vanity along with the other dancers and entertainers in a large dressing room. A plush robe keeps you warm and comfortable for the time being as you lay out all your cosmetics. When suddenly, one of the booking assistants calls to you from behind. You turn and listen as your brush your long locks.

“You’ve been booked in lounge number four,” they inform.

A hefty weight lifts from your shoulders and you sigh in relief. A private booking means you can get away from the general crowd for while.

“What time?” you ask casually. “And how long?”

“As soon as you start,” the assistant answers, “and it’s for the entire night.”

You pause but perk up. A soft exhale escapes your nose as your lips pucker into a small smile. A nervousness tickles within you but slowly charges you with giddiness. You set your brush down on the vanity.

“Is it who I think it is?” you ask hopeful.

The assistant winks and chuckles. “You already know.”

You return to your vanity and diligently prepare yourself they way your favorite customer likes. It has been a few months since you last saw him which is not entirely unusual given he works for the government in the military. But you still remember all the things he prefers. Remembering your clients’ likes and dislikes are part of your job after all. It’s what keeps them coming back to you, especially him.

He has an eye for elegance yet practicality. That lace bralette and thong with the garter belt you put on always left a permanent smile on his face. Purple and black are his colors of choice so you paint your eyes dreamy and smoky with those. He also loves the way the loose curls of your hair swirls around your body when you dance for him. And whenever you draw close, you can tell by his silent inhale he loves that rose and vanilla perfume you wear. It’s what prompted him to give you the pet name “Rosy.”

The private lounge rooms are like a completely different world compared to the main area. They’re fully equipped with alcohol and cigars for you to serve to your client. The furnishings are much more lavish and well maintained. The lights are more dim and soft yet focused on only you and your client. It’s quieter and intimate.

There is a separate entrance for you into the private lounge and you stand behind the door with a few butterflies in your stomach and a confident smirk on your face. You straighten your posture, raise up your chin and puff up your locks. Taking in a relaxed breath, you turn the knob and enter the room.

It’s silent all for the clicking of your heels on the dark laminate floor. There’s a subtle haze in the air and you smell the slight spice and wood from a burning cigar. He’s already made himself comfortable which makes you chuckle internally. You walk into a more focused light next to a silver dance pole and you can barely make out the outline of his body sitting on a leather chair in the shadow in front of you. You still know it’s him.

You wrap an arm up and around the silver pole like a crawling ivy, revealing your full figure and curves under the light. You lean forward, slightly pushing up your breasts and arching your low back, as you tantalizingly speak into the shadow.

“Been a long time, Soldier Boy.”

The creak of the leather couch sounds off as he leans forward and out of the shadow. His face comes into the light and you finally see him. That rugged yet handsome face that bore yet another scar from who knows what. He was dressed rather sharp in a black suit and tie. But it always made you giggle seeing his massive and muscular body barely contained in his clothes. The lit cigar dangles from his lip and he takes one last puff before setting it down. He runs a hand through his slick blonde hair as his scarred lips curl into a smile.

“I’ve been waiting for you, Rosy.”

You’ll never forget that voice. So rough and growly that you know hides something more gentle underneath that is Jack Krauser.

[jerzwriter]

I do. Me too.

Ethan & Kaycee

Ainna strikes again! How we give her a few little pieces and an idea, and she just brings it to life will never cease to amaze me! In my HC, Ethan & Kaycee's wedding day was last week, July 29th. It's a simple, informal affair held at a beach house they had rented on the Cape. It's also a surprise wedding. With guests thinking they're coming to a surprise birthday/engagement party for Kaycee, but the guests are the ones in for the surprise. Here's a little more about their big day. I'll be adding to it over time.

I hope you enjoy this little fic about how they spent the morning of their big day!

Book: Open Heart (Post Series)

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Kaycee MacClennan)

Rating: Teen

Words: 1,400

Summary: They didn't want a lot of fuss, so they planned their "surprise wedding" in less than a month. On the morning of the big day, they remember they forgot to iron out a couple of details, but it all works out in the end.

A/N: @choicesmonthlychallenge (Throwback to February, Day 12, Marriage).

Kaycee peered out the bedroom window, perplexed to see the beach nearly deserted on a perfect July day. The homes on this part of the Cape owned the beaches that served as their backyards. Still, she and Ethan had had rented this property before, and on a Saturday in July, the neighbors were usually out in force. She let the curtain fall from her hand and shook her head.

“Ethan, what did you do?” she laughed to herself.

July 29th had arrived. She couldn’t say finally, as she and Ethan picked this day less than a month before, but it was hard to believe it was here. In just over an hour, they’d greet their guests, who would learn they weren’t sitting in traffic on Route 6 for Kaycee’s surprise birthday party. No, the surprise was all for them because today was their wedding day.

With the exception of her parents, Alan and Naveen, no one knew. They only caved and told them the week before, and now, she was glad they did. The four of them were happily attending to last-minute details – which she was convinced included threatening the neighbors to stay inside until the ceremony ended – leaving her to quietly enjoy her last hours as a single woman.  

Also, she couldn’t have imagined getting ready for this day without her Mom. Rose had helped her into her wedding gown. Then she presented her with the pearl drop earrings she wore on her own wedding day, and Kaycee’s grandmother had worn on hers many years before. Even though Kaycee was going for a natural look, makeup still had to be reapplied after that. Now, with Rose off to ensure every flower was in its perfect place, Kaycee stood before the full-length mirror in her room, spinning in circles and watching the sheer, delicate lace of her gown dancing around her. Time spent planning be damned, she was allowed to say... the day was finally here!

A knock on the door startled her. She was pretty sure it was Rose making her way back, but just to be safe, she asked.

“Who is it?”

“It’s your future husband,” Ethan declared, a smile present in his voice. “I’m just checking to make sure you haven’t come to your senses and run away.”

“Hmmm, it was a close call,” she laughed through the door. “But Naveen stopped by and put this ankle monitor on me, so you’re safe.”

“Thank God for Naveen,” he chuckled. “You know, since Tobias still has no idea that he’s going to be my best man, I could change my mind and give the honor to Naveen.”

“Now, Ethan Ramsey! What has Tobias done for you to consider taking his title away?”

“Nothing. That’s just it; he’s done nothing, whereas Naveen prevented you from becoming a runaway bride.”

“Ethan,” she laughed. “If I was going to run away, it would have been long ago. You’re safe with me.”

Their conversation had all been in good fun, but those last four words left Ethan choked up. You’re safe with me.

“I know that,” he said with a cracked voice. “And I hope you know you’re safe with me, too.”

Kaycee leaned against the wooden door, a tender smile on her face. “Of course, I do, Ethan. Of course, I do.”

“Good,” he grinned. “And I heard two I do’s there. Excellent work, Rookie. Get practice in because I’m going to need you to say that one more time very soon.”  

“Oh, I plan on it,” she reassured.

“So, we never really discussed it.. but when do I get to see you? It won’t be when you’re walking down the aisle, will it?”

“Considering we’ll be greeting our guests together, I think that’s a no. See, these are the things we would have ironed out if we had gone a more traditional route.”

“Any regrets?” he asked.

“Not one.”

“Good. But that puts me right back where I started. When do I get to see you?”

“Well... nothing is stopping me from opening this door right now.”

“All right, but shouldn’t I go grab the photographer? I believe it’s called a first look shot or something like that.”

“You could,” she replied with a question in her voice. “But I’m not of the belief that every moment has to be shared or recorded. Some of them should just be lived, and I want to share this with you and you alone. Is that all right?”

“All right?” He enthused. “I think I just fell in love with you a little more.”

“All right,” she beamed, bouncing on the balls of her feet with excitement. “Let me step back, and I’ll tell you when to open the door so we can see each other at the same time.”

Ethan’s heart began to race with anticipation. “Sounds good, but don’t make it long.”

“The room isn’t that big, Ethan,” she teased as she fluffed her skirt and positioned her lace train around her. “OK,” she beamed. “You can come in.”

His hand was already on the knob, and the door opened before Kaycee could complete the words. A puff of air escaped him, and he visibly stepped back when his eyes fell upon her.

“Kaycee...”  he gasped, completely overwhelmed. “You look...” he wanted to say so much, but words truly escaped him.

“So, is it appropriate?” she giggled.

A bright smile spread on his lips, and he quickly closed the distance between them before taking his bride into his arms.

“You are breathtaking,” he breathed into her ear. “I knew you would be, but,” he stepped back with tears in his eyes. “Nothing could prepare me for this.”

“So... it’s definitely appropriate,” she grinned. 

“I’m glad to see that getting married will have no impact on you being the wiseass I fell in love with.”

“Oh, never!” she assured. Moving closer, she smoothed out his lapel as Ethan wrapped his arm around the small of her back, pulling her tightly against him. “You look gorgeous, too,” Kaycee whispered. “Remind me how I got this lucky?”

“You,” he asked, lifting her hand over her head and giving her a gentle spin. His eyes drinking in every inch of her. “The lucky one is me, and I won’t hear any arguments.”

“We’re both lucky,” she smiled.

“OK, I’ll accept that one!”

“So,” she questioned. “We have a little time to kill before guests begin to arrive. What would you like to do?”

Ethan smirked, leaving little to the imagination. “If I did what I want to do right now, I promise, we wouldn’t be in any condition to greet our guests anytime soon.”

“We will save that for tonight, dear.”

“Yes, and we’ll be kicking people out early! But what would you like to do now?” he asked.

“I know! Why don’t we take a quick walk along the beach? I know it’s a small guest list, but even so... once everyone arrives, I won’t have you to myself until the end of the day. So, want to take a quick walk, just you and me?”

“I’d love that,” he smiled. “But you need one thing before we go.”

“I do. What’s that?”

Ethan stepped back into the hall, returning with Kaycee’s bridal bouquet in his hand. 

“I think this will complete the picture.”

Kaycee held the bouquet to her nose, inhaling the beautiful fragrance of the soft pink and white roses and peonies in her bouquet. 

“It’s so beautiful,” she sang.

“It is, but it pales in comparison to you.”

Kaycee reached up and pulled him into a tender kiss. 

“Aren’t we supposed to wait until the officiant tells us to do that?” He asked.

“I won’t tell if you won’t.”

“Come on,” Ethan insisted as he took her hand. “Let’s take that walk so we’ll be back in time to greet everyone. Until then, I’m showing you off to everyone on the beach.”

“Speaking of that... who do you plan to show me off to? The starfish? Can you explain why none of the neighbors are on the beach on this gorgeous summer day?”

“Briberly,” he deadpanned. “Bribery may have had something to do with it. I also told them they could join us at the reception later.”

“I knew you were behind it!” she laughed as they approached the door.

But just before they reached it, Ethan stopped and turned to Kaycee, gently taking her face in his hands.

“I love you, Kaycee. I love you more than I could ever express, and I hope you know that.’

Reaching up, she gently squeezed his hand.

“I do. And I love you every bit as much. I hope you know that.”

“I do,” he smiled.

“Thank goodness,” she grinned as they stepped outside. “I do...now you’re practicing, too!”

@choicesficwriterscreations @openheartfanfics

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[whowantslovergirl]

can I please request a pope heyward x reader who is Kie’s sister and is kinda like a professional surfer and he goes to all of her competitions and all that?

An: MY FIRST REQUEST 🥳🥳🥳🥳 ofc you can my lover 🤍and yes the title is from teen beach 😍 i am doing this in hc format hope that’s okay with you i just want it done a little faster 💖 and i have another story i am working on and i don’t want to take so long 😍

Surf Crazy

Pope Heyward x carrera!reader (reader is female with she/her pronouns)

warnings: established relationship, kissing, cursing, and i think that’s it let me know if I forgot anything, hope you enjoy my lovers 🤍

outer banks masterlist

Summary: basically Pope being whipped for his hot surfer girlfriend

posted: March 23,2023

*Lets get one thing straight. When you say what time you have to be at competitions. You are there hella early.

*And he loves waking everyone up obnoxiously like im talking pots and pans and shit

“Come on guys! Y/N has a competition! Get up or your getting left!” He said hitting pans together.

*He makes sure that you have every little thing. He definitely has a little checklist.

“Change of clothes?” You nodded. “Sunscreen?” “Yes Pope I promise I have everything.” You rolled your eyes playfully. “Let me see your bag.” He smiled. You gave him your bag. He looked in and looked at you with ‘I told you so’ eyes. “So if you have everything, how come i don’t see your airpods.” Before you can say anything he cut you off. “Don’t say you never bring your airpods because you always listen to music to calm your nerves.” He pointed an accusatory finger at you. You rolled your eyes and went to get your airpods.

_______

*On the way to the competition, he always holds your hand or your thigh as a way to tell you that you’re going to be fine.

*When your about to get announced to go, he says sweet things to calm you down and gives the best hugs.

“Look at me Y/N.” You look at him with worry in your eyes. “You are doing to great. You always do. And at the of the day you are still better than half of these bitches here.” Your eyes widened at his language. “You barely curse Pope.” You looked at him with a smile. “Not when it comes to you babe.” You smiled.

“Number 23 Y/N L/N!”

“Your up. I love you, you are going to be awesome.” You just smiled and went to do your thing.

*and you obviously win first 💋

“Fuck yeah! That’s my girl!” Pope yelled with excitement. His friends being shocked at his profanity.

*Pope really doesn’t curse that much

______

*After the competition, everyone congratulates you. JJ ruffles your hair playfully. “Congrats N/N.” JJ said after he finished playing with you hair. “Thanks Jay.” You smiled. John B gives you a pat on the shoulder. “Congrtatulations Y/N.” Kie gives a big fat hug. “I knew you were going to win lil sis.” You rolled your eyes. “You are two months older than me. But thank Kie Kie.” You smiled and pulled out of the hug.

*You always run to Pope and jump on him to give him a kiss.

“I told you, you were better than those other bitches.” He smiled and hugged you. You laughed. “Thanks Pope. I love you.” You said with your head in his shoulder. “I love you too.”

*JJ pretends to throw up everytime y’all show PDA.

“I am really grossed out right now. So can we get burgers or something? I’m hungry as fuck right now.”

You once again rolled your eyes and pulled out of the hug.

“Whatever Jay, but yeah I am really hungry. Let’s goo!” You say with a smile on your face.

“Do you have everything?” Pope asked you. “Yes Pope! Come on let’s go!” He laughed and intertwined your hands while you guys are walking to the twinkie.

*Basically Pope is the most powerful boyfriend ever.

A/n: MY FIRST POSTT 🥳🥳🥳 i really hoped you enjoyed this and once again i have a story on the way 😍 don’t be afraid to give constructive criticism i haven’t written anything in a while but til i post again my lovers 🤍

[omgkalyppso]

🐬Tell us the name of your/ one of your WIP(s)

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🖍Post Any sentence from your wip!!!

Thank you for the ask!

🐬 I have a wip called "brothers" which is about Cal, Lia and Rolan bg3 and Cal and Lia each having romantic interests which causes Rolan stress.

🖍 Take the whole of the blocked dialogue between Cal and Rolan for the first third of this fic. Have I posted this before? Oh well.

Cal: [interrupts Rolan reading with a broom, a mug of water, a comb and some scissors] Guess what time of year it is! [bi-annual hair cut] Rolan: Cal. Cal: Come on, Rolan. All these important people you’ve been meeting? You could at least look presentable. It won’t take but a minute. Rolan: All right. That’s hardly necessary. Cal: What kind of brother would I be if I didn’t check your sideburns when cutting your hair? Rolan: A normal one. Cal: How do you still have no gray? Rolan: A miracle, I know. Is Lia’s much worse? Cal: Just enough to shine at the moment. She’ll look a decade older than you in another five years or so, though. I have a few now. S’not so bad. Rolan: No, you’ll both look very distinguished, I’m sure. Cal: Rolan? Rolan: Mm? Cal: Would it bother you if I stayed out some nights? Rolan: What do you mean? Cal: There isn’t really any privacy here. There’s a girl. Rolan: You? A girl? Cal: I like all kinds. Rolan: That’s not what I— Cal. Have I met her? Cal: You can’t vet her, yet. You don’t know her. Frankly, I’m surprised you know anyone, cooped up in the tower as often as you are. Rolan: Hence your need for privacy. What did Lia say? Cal: I haven’t told her. She’s even more protective than you are, you know that. Rolan: Would she like her? Your girl? Cal: I hope so. She’s bubbly and sweet. Rolan: No, you’re describing champagne. Tell me about her like a person, Cal. Cal: Her sister, married, works a forge. She runs their shop. They sell scissors, and cutlery and the like. Pens. Fillings for High Town dentistry. She’s a little waifish. Bad lungs. Leg brace. She won’t be able to work the forge if her sister passes. They’re thinking of taking on an apprentice or child minder. At the moment her brother-in-law minds the kids.

Rolan: How many? Cal: Two. [slow, obviously still surprised himself; bc i hc him and lia as twins] Twins. [pause] The kids look human. Their father is. The sisters are tieflings. Rolan: [a pause] They’re lucky. [i also like the hc that rolan was born among humans and had a few years to find a lack of sympathy for tieflings like himself] Cal: They’re children. They’d be lucky in their circumstances either way. They seem like a very loving family. Rolan: What’s her name? Cal: Her virtue name is Joy. Rolan: Appropriate. You know a lot about her. Cal: We’ve been meeting up every day this past week for lunch. And every few days for the past month before that. Rolan: A month? Have we been here so long already? Cal: Bit more. Rolan: What does she know of me? Cal: Only good things. [pause] Mostly good things. Rolan: [both snickering] One good thing. [pause] You’d spend a night with her and all that family? Cal: No. I was … I was thinking I’d get us a room in Rivington. Rolan: Rivington?! Cal: Cheaper than the Elfsong, and I want to take her somewhere nice for dinner, do her hair first, stay up late after. Rolan: That sounds like a lot of walking for your waifish darling. Cal: And what do you suggest? Rolan: Well, first, I think we should close off some levels of the tower. You’re right about it lacking privacy. And second, it’s impossible Lia’s going to object to you wooing this girl. I’ll figure it out, but I’m serious when I say Elfsong or better. Especially for something like this. Your whole heart’s in this, Cal. Cal: Rolan— [hair cut paused] Rolan: Cal. Cal: Rolan, I want you to save that money. And … I don’t know whether closing some of the tower would be worth it. Rolan: What’s that supposed to mean?

Cal: Business is high. The cataloguing’s almost done. Soon you’ll be hired for wards and enchantments and be making big sales with Brooms of Flying and all sorts of wonders. You’ll be consulted on research. Rolan: I know you think you’re being complimentary but you’re digging a very big hole at the moment. What’s your point? Cal: You’ll be able to hire menial hands to do the work I’ve been doing for you. I don’t have a lot to contribute here. [hair cut resumes] Rolan: Cal— Cal: I was going to start looking at apprenticeships. Preferably in coiffure, but maybe the forge … if there’s nothing else, I mean. Kanon and I had been talking about tailoring, but … you know how things go. I want my own space. I want to forget about blades and spells. [possibly hair cut finished] I’m not like you and Lia. Rolan: You’re right. You’re not. [an embrace] But you will always be my brother. And you’re here now. So. Woo your maiden, and I’ll start budgeting. Cal: Forgive me? Rolan: There’s nothing to forgive. Cal: [pulling away] You’re the best.

[mcdbutgay]

hey guys! thought i’d do an intro post since ive been getting a lot of attention lately and i haven’t done one of these in months. intro under the cut bc its LONG and BORING BLAH BLAH thx for reading it tho ( if u did :D)

ash(e)/sasha/shine + he/she + 17 + adhd and asd haver lol

hiii guys!! im ashe and ive been an aphmau fan since before she was aphmau (ChallengeAcceptedInc? anyone remember her pokemon days? TwT)

i watched minecraft diaries and all her other content when it first came out all the way until i think season 2 of pdf?? idk but i lost interest by the time ein was introduced lol. aphmau was my first special interest and her roleplays mean the world to me despite how flawed they are haha

i had sort of forgotten about her existence up until last year where i decided to rewatch mcd for the first time in YEARS after a convo i had with a friend. i started this account in spring of 2022 and had sooo much fun but unfortunately i lost interest and went on hiatus for almost a full year (it was 9 months but it FEELS like a year).

i have recently regained my interest in mcd and im happy to announce im officially back!! im very excited to post more, whether that be art, hcs, character analysis, or just shitposts, im very excited to be back, especially since everyone on aphblr is so kind!! i hope to make new friends within this community and to continue to share my love for this beloved minecraft roleplay with you all!!

thanks for reading all of that haha, i know i talk a lot T__T i hope you guys don’t mind lol

(also u can call me any of those names lol i just resort to ashe!! oh and my main account is @dragonspiraltower, i follow and like stuff from there!!)

old intro posts bc i wanna keep this one short (i wrote this bit before writing this essay LMAO) [X] [X]

[dilfbatman]

xavier son of eros??? please tell us more i am begging you

SCREAM i did a character sheet for all my oc’s when i made this blog so here’s xavier’s

frankly he’s like... my OG oc (next to dmitri king who’s a daughter of hades) and i desperately love xavier and let me tell you WHY

- i’m a sucker for eros as a god and to think of him having a son that’s so lethally beautiful and cunning and dangerous is most pleasing to me!

- as i’ve gotten older so has xavier and i have given him a bit more backstory and i made him like a demigod right? well his dayjob is being an assassin/romeo spy - he seduces whoever’s on his hitlist -> kills them -> makes bank! that’s v sexy & valid of him methinks

- as a kid he had like john wick/black widow training (i had a dark upbringing for him so as a kid he was in a redroom/ruska roma-esque place and the only way you could graduate was by fighting and killing all of the members (21) in a 1 on 1 match - so xavier went like 7th and killed 14 people just in that match and then he graduated into the trained killer he is today!)

- during his kills he uses his powers (those of seduction & manipulation) to get what he wants. as he gets older he simply gets bored and he goes to his strip club (which is funnily called Eros and he sees through the mist -> goes hand to hand w monsters -> kills them and v much enjoys it [he’s a bit of a psychopath but like... i love him]) and later on he gets met w the sons of apollo who are hunters!

- x moves up the ranks and eventually becomes leader and for once in his life he feels like he has a family that he can trust and love and they can know that he takes care of his own/will protect them as well

- xavier basically is peak: sexy mean bastard who will absolute step on you and kick you but like... w love. he just gets so many passes bc he’s hot lol perks of being an eros kid

- eventually he falls in love w an ACTUAL son of apollo (who’s so soft & sweet) and xavier is all heart eyes for him <3

- xavier is best friends w dmitri and i just have an hc that during a battle dmitri gets badly injured (she’s been through tartarus 3 times... but she bears the curse of achilles... is a daughter of hades... shit’s not going her way) and an arrow pierces her somehow and i have a thing where children of eros can link their hearts w another

- so in this case. xavier had linked his heart & soul w dmitri’s when they were younger and dmitri being Who She Is... breaks the link bc she doesn’t want xavier to die. xavier feels the pain of the link & his heart/soul breaking and he falls to his knees and screams which in turn -> he accidentally creates a forcefield that kills everyone/anything in his path. his eyes go red he’s reminiscent of achilles’ rage in battle and manipulates his enemies w a single look to kill themselves. he saves and heals dmitri and promptly slaps her upside the head bc she is a Dumbass Bastard

- basically. xavier’s whole thing is: I’m Hot And I WILL Kick Your Ass. and frankly! i’d let him

[awoogayanderes]

TECCHOU AS A YANDERE

➪ request : “Hello, can I request general yandere Tecchou hc?” - anonymous

➪ warnings : typical yandere behavior, gaslighting, slight domestic abuse, slight stockholm syndrome

➪ other notes : I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE, TURN IT UP !!!! it was also so hard trying to imagine this man as a yandere, but i tried my best, i also haven’t written for this trope in like 9 months, so i’m a bit rusty

- i deem his as one of the safest yanderes to co exist with since he doesn’t want to hurt you

- i don’t think he even realizes his obsession with you, it just progressively escalates

- i think he’d go for someone who can’t really defend themselves, his protectiveness getting carried away very easily

- it starts with him lingering around you to him secretly staring people down in order to get them away from you

- i think he’d eventually kidnap you once he realizes that he can’t protect you unless you’re in a safe place where no one would get you

- he tries to make it a pleasant experience, he really does, hating the fact that you’re completely terrified of him

- he doesn’t like to torment you or abuse of you, he sees you as a person, not a pet or a doll

- though if you fight him off for so long, he finally screams threats at you, often being followed by him trying to hug you

- he unintentionally love bombs you when he has an accidental outburst

- he knows there’s a power imbalance between the both of you but he does try to break that, wanting both of you to be equal

- he just wants to continue being your boyfriend, the one you have so much love for

- if you argue with him about that idea, he’ll feel genuine sadness, why can’t you see he’s just trying to keep you safe

- i think the only times he’d get physically violent with you are when you try to escape, back hand slapping you

- then comes the love bombing and the pleading for forgiveness, saying he didn’t want to hit you, that he was just frustrated

- he wouldn’t harm or kill your friends and family, they haven’t done anything wrong, plus it would cause an even bigger divide between the both of you

- once you actually stop fighting against him, it becomes the calm after the storm

- he wouldn’t illicit a negative action unless you started it, making it more tolerable to be with him, despite everything happening

- he’s still tecchou, the man you love, you just managed to uncover some parts of him neither of you knew about

- overall one of the best yanderes to have a ‘relationship’ with, once everything is okay, it’s as if nothing’s happened, he’ll respect you and still treat you like his partner

[miekasa]

Mie, I’m begging for some Jean college au bf hcs - im literally so down bad for this man and the way you write men is just 🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻

Absolutely, not a problem 😌 I saved this ask as a draft a while ago when you sent it, sorry for just now getting to it. Anyway, I love Jean with my whole heart, best boy, best boyfriend <33

King of forehead kisses, and not even just because of his height in comparison to yours; he just likes it. He likes the feeling of pressing his lips against your skin, and making you feel safe.

Brings you tea or coffee however you like it every day without fail. If he can get it to you in the morning before work/school then he’ll do that, if not he’ll meet you some time in the middle of the day to drop it off. Your own personal courier just for drinks.

He… has a thing for long(er) nails. He loves the feeling of them against his skin, even if you’re not scratching to apply pressure—just you holding his hand them grazing his skin is enough for him.

That being said, he will pay for you to get your nails done. Actually, he’ll pay for… almost anything you want, but the nails benefit him as much as they do you so feel free to ball out.

He never blowdries his hair because he doesn’t... know how to do the back of it. You did it for him once and he hasn’t stopped thinking about it since, but he’s also too embarrassed to ask you to do/style it again.

On the subject of hair, he does do his best to style it and take care of it, but he’s a sucker whenever you play with it. Sometimes he feigns like you’re messing up all his hard work, but he’ll literally crane his head into your touch. He loves it. 

The first time he lays on top of you and you run your hands through his hair... top 10 most euphoric moments of his life. He tries to fight off the sleep threatening to take over him, but it’s futile. Give it 15 minutes at most before he’s knocked out like a baby. 

Dogs love him. Anytime you’re in a park or just taking a walk and there’s a dog around, it’ll come up to him and he looks adorable leaning down to pet it. He loves dogs, too! So he’s always happy to stop and pet them. He’d be a 10/10 dog dad. 

Has your name saved in his phone with two hearts at the end. Do not point it out.

Loves taking pictures together and if you guys are on a date, he’ll ask someone to get a picture for him. He just likes having them to look back on (and to send to his mom, later).

He doesn’t mind painting classes or videos or tutorials, but he hates paint by numbers kits. He claims that they have no sense of color theory and that it takes the originality and fun out of painting. Not to mention the quality of the paints isn’t great to begin with; all of which he takes very seriously.

It’s pretty cute actually, to see him get worked up over the paint kits. He claims that painting and drawing isn’t even something he takes “that seriously,” it’s just a hobby for him (one he’s insanely good at); but in moments like these, you can tell that he’s way more into art and art theory and history than he lets on. 

Huge movie guy, from animated movies to martial arts movies, Jean is usually willingly to give anything a watch at least once. When he’s high, he can go on about his favorite directors and art styles and movie details for hours if you don’t stop him. It’s super cute. Just don’t bring up Moana, because he’ll start crying. 

Arm around the shoulder kind of boyfriend for sure. It’s a casual way of keeping you near him and letting everyone know that you guys are together. Plus it allows for him to easily pull you into him for a quick forehead kiss when needed.

Listen. If you hug his arm, he’s on cloud nine. He tries to be nonchalant about it but he’s about three seconds away from his eyes rolling back in his head it feels that good to him. Bonus if you lean your head on his bicep a little—then he’s a goner.

He takes his bagels very seriously and believes that both you and him deserve nothing but the best quality bagels. He’ll grumble if a bakery gives you guys a less than favorable one and make a note that taking the long route to get to his favorite place is much more worth it.

Always makes you walk on the side furthest from the cars. If he notices you’re not, he’ll just shuffle behind you until he’s shouldering the street and you’re on the inside. 

He grew up on a kind of modern ranch situation; not exactly all the way in the countryside, but not isolate from the city, either. Because of this, he knows how to ride horses, take care of smaller farm animals, tend to plants, and yes he knows how to use a lasso. You wouldn’t know any of that though, because he never ever talks about it. The only way you find out is when he takes you to visit his mom’s house for the first time, and she asks him for a hand around the place. 

(He’s got a cowboy hat, too, but refuses to put it on. He got it when he was, like, nine, okay, leave him alone). 

When he thinks you look tired, he’ll wrap his arms around your shoulders to hug you. It’s usually followed up with a kiss to your head, and a promise that you guys will go home soon and get food on the way. 

He’s a really good cook. He just understands and flavors and pairings really well, so he doesn’t need a recipe to make something that tastes good; he just kind of knows what to add to get the balance he’s looking for. 

Naturally, he’ll cook for you. Especially if he finds out that you haven’t eaten all day/in a long time. He doesn’t care if it’s 11pm and it might seem excessive to make steak and potatoes with a side salad at this hour, he’s gonna do it to make sure you eat, and you are going to sit there and watch. 

He also bakes pretty well, though he isn’t as experimental with his baking as he is with his cooking. He usually sticks to what he knows, and it’s not cupcakes and brownies and cakes; he’s better at croissants, and cheesecakes, and canelés. 

Dating Jean means getting along with his friends. If you guys didn’t know each other before you started dating, be prepared to be ambushed by Connie and Sasha (after Jean stops hiding you away and gives them the green light lmfao). Neither of them waste time with the small talk and formalities; straight into mini golfing and beer pong. They make you feel welcome right away.

Sasha always teases that you’re too good for Jean, and that she might just steal you away for herself some day. Sasha is also Jean’s main confidant, so she really knows just how much he loves you, and yeah, she teases him for being lovesick, but really she’s happy for Jean. And proud of him for facing his feelings like this. 

Connie adores you, and you know he trusts you when he starts going to you for advice/help. Could be anything from schoolwork, to what color he should get his new shoes in. He’s also the one who, surprisingly, you have the sentimental talks with about your relationship with Jean. It’s easy to overlook, but Connie loves Jean, and he’s come to love you too; he just wants you both to be happy, so he’s there to listen when you need it. 

Jean waits outside of your classroom after you’ve had a test or presentation, usually with a drink or a snack, or the promise of taking you out as a treat. Always tells you he’s proud of you, and is there to comfort you if you think you didn’t do too well. 

He does not shut up about whatever major you’re in. It could be the same as his; it could be the complete opposite as his. He thinks it’s so sick that you’re doing it, you make it look cooler, you make it look better, and he’s certain you’re the smartest person in your program. 

He’s pretty serious about his studies, too, so he’s always down to study with you in the library whenever you’re both free. More often than not, he shows up after you, usually with food or extra chargers. He greets you with a kiss on the forehead, and asks you how you are while massaging your shoulders gently. If it’s been a while since you took a break, that’s the first item on the list, after that, he gets to work and stays with you until you’re ready to go, even if he doesn’t have as much work to do. 

He always sits across from you. This goes for when you’re in the library, or out to eat at a restaurant; Jean loves sitting across from you. He gets to see your face the best that way, and he adores looking into your eyes when you talk. 

He’s not... not a morning person. He’s not up at 6am ready to grind, but he wakes up before noon; let’s say 10am is his happy medium. That being said, if you wake up before him, regardless of the time, there’s a 9/10 chance he’ll lay on your back and tell you to hush so you guys can sleep for 10 more minutes. 

If you’re (close) friends with Eren, Mikasa, and Armin, Jean is... happy you’ve got people to rely on, but, “Of all people on the planet, you put your trust in Jaeger?” He acts so bitter (because he is), but deep down inside, he’s glad you have Eren to rely on if you need to. 

(Also, you have to humble him and remind him that he and Eren aren’t all that different. If you like him, why wouldn’t you get along with Eren, bye). 

Turns out though, that it’s not Eren who threatens to beat him up if he breaks your heart. It’s not even Mikasa, although, her threat goes without saying; it’s Armin he’s terrified of.

The last time Armin hated someone, it was this guy in your program, who happened to share a few mutual classes with him, too. Jean never knew the full story, just that he’s pretty sure that kid dropped out the following semester. 

If you have a job on campus, Jean usually doesn’t show up while you’re working (knowing how embarrassed he would be if you did that to him), unless you work the night shift and it’s dead. Connie, however, does show up; usually in some kind of crisis (“Please help me, I don’t know what the fuck APA formatting is and this is due tonight, please, please, please!!”). Your coworkers actually thought Connie was your boyfriend for a minute. That’s when Jean starts showing up more lmfao.

He makes it a point to go on a scheduled, night out, kind of date at least twice a month. He knows life gets busy with school and work and midterms, but he always makes sure you both set side a time to take a well-deserved break and be with each other. 

He’s the romantic type, so these dates are pretty swoon worthy, too. Drive-in movies, nice dinners, classy art exhibits, Jean plans it all. On that note, he really likes planning dates; he just doesn’t like talking about them with his friends beforehand. 

All in all, very romantic, very precious boyfriend. He’s always thinking about you, what you need, and how he can help you out. You’re one of his main priorities, and he just wants to treat you right.