#ty for letting me soda :D

[theproblemcallednight]

sending you akutagawa and/or bram for character ask game

hii soda!!!

k imma do both cuz im bored :D

ok it got rlly long so it’s under the cut:

akutagawa:

first impressions- tbh i thought he was a weird ass bitch who needed cough drops bc his lil villain cough was making no one but the butterflies scared. like his ability was rlly cool but i didn’t really get him at first. also his name took me ages to pronounce 😭😭

impression now- genuinely one of my fav characters!!! he’s such a guy y’know. a goofy little guy. but i do rlly like his backstory and how he persevered and fought through ever and still was a morally bad person. like i luv seeing characters i adore suffer to hell and back and then finally find some sort of broken peace with themselves. aku allowing himself to value his own wants and needs after fighting atsushi and seeing him grow as a character is just perfect. 10/10 i luv him my blorbo forever <3

favourite moment- anything in wan tbh. i know i just went on a heartfelt rant abt aku but. wan aku is the true star let’s be honest. i mean look at him. just stare into those soulless eyes.

idea for a story- uhhhhh i not very creative gimme a sec… i think him finding himself with a pet would be cool. yknow like he gets attached to some stray cat and then ends up taking it in. and i feel like it would force himself to see that he can be a good person and there is beauty in life. the cat may or may not resemble a certain someone

unpopular opinion- ummm idk rlly? i guess i hc him somewhere or the aro/ace spectrum but i dunno if that’s an u popular opinion

favorite relationship- right so obvi sskk bc i am unoriginal and one with the masses. but. i luv it when chuuya and aku have like a father son relationship. or even when gin and him get to just hang out and chill. i just luv the idea of aku constantly chasing dazais approval and chuuya being like “bitch i fucking raised you the mf left after a year”

fav headcannon- hmmmm prob the hc tha he can’t cook? like he can’t boil water even. i just find it funny that it’s like the one thingy dazai passed down to him. father son duo that can blow up your kitchen in five seconds.

bram:

first impressions- i was so exited when i saw the name bram stoker omg. i haven’t actually read dracula but i’ve heard enough to abt it that ik brams ability would be sick. and god i thought it was so cool. and also the fact that bram was just a shish kebab was sending me and i immediately loved him

impression now- still absolutely in live with him and his character. he’s just like the biggest mood in all of bsd. and his and aya’s relationship is so freaking cute i luv them sm

favourite moment- either when he says he’ll be aya’s knight at the end, or when aya’s like bram what do we do about the apocalypse he’s like “sleep in a hole for a couple centuries.” i would love to sleep in a hole for 200 years every time i had a problem. it would be great.

idea for a story- i think it would be rlly interesting if it was a college and no abilities au and him and mary shelly and adam were besties. like it would be great. they would be the besties fr

unpopular opinion- uh i dunno… i kind of think that he shouldn’t have gotten his body back? at least not when he did? like don’t get me wrong he slayed and saved aya and stuff. but i feel like tbh ere was so much to use with his shish kebab state. i don’t know i think it was underutilized

favourite relationship- oh def bramcraft or lovestoker or whatever it’s called now. bram and lovecraft are ancient yuri and i will die on that hill. they can be eldritch monsters together. and be ancient together. that being said i like kunikifa and bram more platonically. like they become friends through joint custody of aya. and it’s one big happy family

favourite headcannon- oh i don’t know where i saw this but i luv the idea of him using like a cane or mobility aids. for balance probably, but i think it would be so cool for bram to have a cane. he’d look badass with it. best part is he can bonk ppl with it :D

well that got long. but it was rlly fun!!! ty for the ask soda!!!

[wake-me-up-inside-imagines]

Hellooo!! Could I plz have Hajime Hinata, Kazuichi Soda and Kokichi (maybe) with an reader that acts like Hiyoko?? :3 (doesn't necessarily hate Mikan, they are just mean lol) ty :D

Sure! I hope you enjoy, and thank you for requesting!

Hajime, Kazuichi, and Kokichi with a s/o who's like Hiyoko

Warnings: None

Hajime Hinata

-Bros a bit concerned ngl

-Like, why do you say the things you say? Who hurt you?

-He's conflicted, half of him wants to defend whoever you're attacking, but the other half is really curious how the conversation will play out

-If you're being rude to someone like Maharu or Mikan, he'll probably step in if he feels you've taken it to far because they don't really deserve the shit you give them

-But if you're going after someone like Teruteru or Nagito... he sees nothing

-Living embodiment of "I pretend I do not see"

-Straight up won't let you fight with Akane or Nekamaru, he would rather you stay out of the hospital

-Does try to calm you down in most situations, as he isn't big on conflict and he doesn't want you to insult the wrong person

-He doesn't tolerate people attacking you in return, however he does sometimes remind you that it wouldn't happen if you didn't stir up random fights

-He does feel pretty honored if you start a insulting someone who was dissing him though

-Don't get me wrong, he still dislikes conflict and will try to deescalate the situation, but he might let it go on longer than normal because he enjoys having someone stick up for him

-Hajime isn't the best at standing up for himself, so he feels a little honored that you are so eager to defend him, especially since you don't defend people often

-He's the one person you don't relentlessly insult and he appreciates that

-You guys balance each other out pretty well, the chill boyfriend and his feisty s/o

Kazuichi Souda

-Lowkey kinda scared to piss you off

-He's got low self esteem and you're pretty good at targeting peoples insecurities, so he's careful not to make you mad

-Not that you would target him because you love him too much, but he's still cautious

-Absolutely will not involve himself in any of your fights, he doesn't want to get caught in the middle of it

-It's not because he thinks it's funny to watch your target get verbally decimated definitely not-

-Unless you're bullying Nagito, in which case he will actively participate alongside you

-It's a funny sight to see because he's not great with coming up with meaningful insults on the spot but he tries

-If someone's coming at him he will hide behind you because he knows you'll defend his honor

-And as much as he hates conflict, if anyone says shit about you he will defend you with his life

-The mans a simp, and nobody makes fun of his partner on his watch

-He does appreciate that you're nicer to him then pretty much anyone else, it makes him feel special

Kokichi Ouma

-A match made in heaven (or hell)

-Totally joins in on ganging up on people with you, why bully people by yourself when you can do it with your s/o?

-Makes it a competition to see who can piss off the most people in one day

-He thinks it's funny that you both do the fake crocodile tears thing when people retaliate

-You too will playfully get into fights and insult matches with each other, but it's only for fun, its never malicious

-If your around the same height as Hiyoko, people call you two the ankle biters

-Naturally, you two make a lot of enemies around the school, so you have to defend each other quite often

-If you think Kokichi's mean normally, you should see how bad he gets when someone insults you

-He removes whatever miniscule filter he had before, and he goes in on them HARD

-That person will never bother the two of you again, in fact they probably avoid you two like the plague

-Kokichi definitely recruits you into DICE, most of the members have similar personalities to him, so you all get along quite well

-A terrifying duo, but you love each other and that's all that really matters

[ashthemadwriter-archived]

Hellooo can I request Dazai, Fyodor and Ranpo with a platonic, female reader that's younger and they giver her a headpat? Like she comes back from a mission and they're proud of her and they headpat her. And she goes 0-0? Ty, and bonne journee!

Fandom: Bungo Stray Dogs

Pairings: Dazai, Fyodor, Ranpo X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Humour

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: None

Word Count: 0.8 K in total

A/n: Im more into romantic stuff but hears for you :D

Part 2 with Chuuya and Akutagawa

↬Dazai

◆Ok I love this guy (not in a platonic way lmao)

◆I think that he would be a sweet person toward you.

◆I mean, you look so innocent that he just cant bring himself to tease you T^T

◆And since he has Atsushi, he wont ask you to do his work lol

◆Anyway… you got paired up with Atsushi to do a really hard mission. Since you were a rookie at the agency and didn't really expect this much danger, you were a bit careless and although you accomplished the mission, Atsushi got shot while protecting you.

◆You immediately took him back to the infirmary room and waited outside.

"Hes gonna be ok, you know?" Dazai smiled while witnessing how upset and worried you were. "Hes been through worse, and when I say worse, I definitely mean it" "I know, but…" you mumbled, trying to fight the guilty feeling that was taking over you, but failed to do so. "I was just holding him back. He was better off without me. Im sure he could manage to do the mission all by himself and not get a single scratch. I was just a burden to him" He simply chuckled and let out a small sigh. "Stop overthinking it. Youre not a burden" "Yes I- " your words were immediately cut off when you felt his hand on your head, gently caressing your hair. The guilt you were feeling was immediately replaced with a warm, sweet sense, which made your head turn to your coworker and look at him with your mouth widened. The shock and surprise in your eyes made him chuckle one more time. "What?" "Are you flirting with me?" "Wha- Oh my god!" You turned your head at the opposite direction, just to hid your heated cheeks, as you heard him laughing even harder.

↬Fyodor

◆This guy gets his way out of manipulation all the time.

◆But the case is a bit different with you.

◆Youre actually nice to him without having other intentions, so hes interested in you (in his own way, cuz I cant see him in love tbh)

◆The only thing you want from him is to treat you the same as you treat him.

◆He somehow feels like youre a trustworthy person, and he doesn't how to even predict your actions since youre loyalty has no boundries. You were like a underling or a partner; you were more like… a friend.

◆I don't think youre ever gonna hear him say that though.

"So? How was the mission?" He asked, while standing near the chair you were sitting on, looking at the soda you were drinking. "Meh. I did everything you told me to" "And? " "And It all went exactly the way you planned, and don't act like youre not already aware of that" You took a big sip of your soda to wash awat the exhaust you were going through. This mission was a tricky one, and it needed a lot of effort and energy. Fyodor put a small smile on his face, As he slightly patted your head. "Good job, y/n" And that was when the drops of soda got shot out of your mouth.

↬Ranpo

◆This is literally my first time writing about him so sorry if its not good enough.

◆Ok so hes not one to be proud of others or at least to show it, so were not expecting him to do much here.

◆Hes always minding his own business, and by that I mean mostly his sweets, and sometimes the cases he to solves.

◆But he watches you trying t get close to him to be friends, even bring him homemade cookies in addition to that, hes a tiny, tiny bit touched.

◆You really liked and admired the detective, and he knew that. (I mean bruh! this is Adogawa Ranpo were talking about)

◆So he lets his guard down a bit. Maybe youre not that dull after all :)

"Phew! Finally I can have a rest" You sighed out of relief, sitting in front of Ranpo who was decorating his desk with his sweets. He gave you a small look before grabbing the pocky Packet. "Don't get your hopes up. Kunikida will make you fill another report in a few minutes" "What? But I just came back from a mission! I worked really hard! Don't I deserve a rest?" Your whiney tune made him look back at you, and examine the bruises on your arm that were the result of your hard work on the mission. He knew that working could be really exhausting, and he knew that you were serious about your occupation. Yeah, you did deserve a rest. You placed your head on the desk in front of you and closed your eyes to have a quick rest before starting to work again, when you sensed a hand, slowly patting your head. Your eyes immediately got wide open , and were pointed at the detective, who was looking at his candies while patting you. Ranpo. Adogawa. Was. Patting. You. "You did work hard. Well done" All of the exhaustness inside you faded away as you got excited and smiled at him. "Really?" "yeah" "So… Can I have a cookie?" "Know your place, y/n" "Tch, youre so mean"

Reblogs are appreciated :)

[urlocalwormtoday]

Pinned post time!! :D

alr, I figured it's about time for me to put up a pinned post

While you can find most of my info in my bio, I feel like not everybody looks there and this would just be an easier solution lol

This will update as time goes on, so just be aware of that! :]

So, let's begin!

Basic info you should know about me:

I identify as a female and use she/her pronouns!

I am aroace !! (previously ace and bi, but I've been reflecting a lot on my relationships over the years and realized that just wasn't right xd imposter syndrome is a bitch)

I only have one microlabel atm, which is a part of the ace spectrum and is known as apothisexuality

(Tying into the bit abt apothisexuality) I'm very against NSFW of any kind, so if you are an artist, writer, or otherwise content creator who actively takes part in the NSFW community, do not interact please.

Fandoms I am apart of:

Jrwi (all caught up on riptide, have not yet watched the entirety of PD, BitB, or Apotheosis yet (have mercy on me I'm too broke for patreon ;-;))

Traffic Series/Life series

QSMP

SCU

TOH

The Isle/Dinosaur community

COS (Creatures of Sonaria)

Warrior Cats

Wings of Fire

Rainworld

Content SMP

Murder Drones

Helluva Boss (nnnoott too big on Hazbin Hotel tho, most of that community is less than sane @_@)

Other info:

I am irl friends with @honeyzee312 ! Xyr awesome please go follow Xem :DDD

Please be nice to me, my ego is fragile 😔

As you can tell from my name, I love worms, specifically worms on strings, and have six of my own

I LOVE LOVE DINOSAURS

I'm a sucker for angst also

I also love reading gore lmao

I have a shared blog with HoneyZee!! It's called Worm and Zee writing, go check it out!!!! :D

The Worms!!! (you can skip this part lmao) :

Pepsi - A light-ish blue worm named after soda (if that wasn't obvious), technical brother to Fanta, as they both came from the same pack of worms. He's one of the few remaining originals and the oldest worm I have excluding Fanta! Dunno how it happened, but he actually has three pupils in one of his googly eyes lol

Fanta - A highlighter orange worm who glows in the dark for some reason?? Also named after a soda. He is Pepsi's brother and originally belonged to another friend I have, before he went missing around a year back and somehow turned up at my house????

Salmonella - A pink (like raw chicken pink) worm, who is the brother of Asparagus (much like Pepsi and Fanta they came from the same pack). I like to imagine that Pepsi and Fanta see both of them as little siblings :] also he has a strangely long nose

Asparagus - A light green worm who is EXCEPTIONALLY fluffy, brother of Salmonella. I view him as more reasonable than Salmonella, potentially being/acting as his older brother despite the fact that they're basically the same age

Zest - A highlighter yellow worm who, much like fanta, tends to glow in the dark. I got him from an arcade at a bowling place, so he has no siblings sadly (but very close with Salmonella and Asparagus). He's named after lemon zest!!

Unnamed! (Any ideas?) - a dark blue, mini worm (3/4 normal length) then I find absolutely adorable!!! I still need some name suggestions for him tho

Okay, and now to the serious bit, the rules of my blog

I beg of you, please treat me and these rules with respect, or as much as you can muster

The rules:

NO NSFW, if you are an active part of the NSFW community please dni

No bullying or harassment

Please refrain from making negative or judging comments while you're here

Like I said, pretty pretty please be nice to me, I am fragile

RESPECT EVERYONE HERE, please no purposeful misgendering or any arguments

And finally, be nice to the worms please, they live within the walls of this post 😌

[antihell]

Hi, I'm using the colorful writeblr ask game to harass you about the new Jesus and Judas WIP. :D Dusty Rose, the second Forest Green (the one about drinks), Strawberry Pink, Leather Jacket Black, and Morning Grey (and if yes, can I be on it because I am dead serious about what I said yesterday).

!!! screams! 🥺🥺🥺 your interest and support mean the world to me!! thank you for sending this in!!

Dusty Rose: Your personal favourite character in your wip

omg these are gonna prompt so many headcanons, so again ty for sending this in. you probably thought i was gonna choose jesus or judas huh? aha not so fast! it's mary magdalene. did i just introduce a love triangle? polyamory? but then would it still be referred to as jesus & judas?? tune in to find out !!!

Forest Green: Of your main five characters, who is a tea, coffee, water or soda person?

ooooooh i'm gonna go with the main 3 chars because the other ones are fighting for the other two spots and they just need to chill for a bit. jesus: water judas: soda mary: coffee

Strawberry Pink: Ship trope you have in your book

most prominently, the whole "true friends stab you in the front" thing? they love each other so much but in the end one of them has to bite the bullet and either sacrifice themselves or stand alone. — also it just being doomed from the start.

Leather Jacket Black: Anything you think I left off!

hmmm i guess there will be more to come so stay tuned!

Morning Grey: Do you still want people to join your taglist?

💯💯💯 please reply to this or send me an ask if you'd like, this is a brand new project so let me know if you want me to keep you up to date! thanks so much jax, i'm so glad i have someone excited with me!

Colourful Writeblr Asks

[moxfirefly]

The guys bad habits

I’ve read quite a few that seem so perfect so let’s see what I can make.

This lad has a bit of an oral fixation which at times is hot but he does have the bad habit of putting things in his mouth and biting down on it

So he’s def a straw biter, bites pens and on more frustrating times his nails, which earns him smacks on the arm for him to stop cause he won’t even notice he’s doing it.

The toothpick honestly is a bad habit too

Waits until he barely has any clothes left to do the laundry

Patience levels: nonexistent basically, unless you’re his s/o that boy becomes whipped

In a relationship he’s the blanket hogger, he will leave you in the cold while he wraps himself up in every blanket on the bed

God this angers me, but he so steals food from your plate without asking

Leaves the toilet seat up (then has the audacity to laugh when you fall in the fucking toilet)

Oh boy he’s the will leave barely a last sip of milk/juice/soda like just throw it out Mikey seriously

Farts and denies

Does not know the meaning of organizing, but his chaotic system works somehow???

He’s so the one who has his phone on 3% and always forgets his charger

He loves sending good morning texts but if you send him one he’s so dead a sleep you won’t get a reply until like 4pm

Shower with him because he will use up all of your hot water

Here’s a twist, he’s the hoodie stealer. Sure it don’t fit on him but he loves tying them around his waist (he’s stolen half of them)

Would rather crawl on hot glass than inconvenience anyone with his issues. Like he’ll swallow up whatever is bothering him and slap on a smile (talk to him pls)

Loves his big brothers but he has a preference for Raph and most of the time will side with him even if he’s in the wrong (Mikey’s a ride or die lad)

He has a stash of bougie coffee that he only brews for himself and you know it’s the good shit but he’ll deny it till his death

What is sleep? Oh but when Donnie.exe crashes if he crashed in any bodies bed good luck waking him up. 1) the guilt won’t allow you 2) He drools on your pillow 3) He sleep talks and the array of bizarre shit that comes out of him leaves you frozen on the spot

As the fixer he often forgets that sometimes you or his bros keep shit a certain way cause it just work for them like that. Yes he respects it but boy does it annoy him to high noon. So he compensates (annoyingly) by organizing shit (his way) which means you or his brothers have to basically play a scavenger hunt to find your shit

Plays his music at a billion one decibble which is fine sure but when Donnie gets emo or is angry repairing expect some l o u d metal music playing at just that

So in his thoughts sometimes you have to call his name like five times and snap your fingers or whistle to get him back to planet earth

Pees in the shower

If you start rubbing him or caressing him or massaging good luck stopping. He’ll whine for you to continue, it’s the one time he’s hella greedy.

Micro Managing Virgo™️

Must I say more?!? Yes he it’s all in good nature because Leo really needs to keep control of things but it can get to a point where it causes friction

Organized to the point that it’s Annoying™️ in his case you gotta keep his shit the same way he’s got it lol

Hard for him to admit he’s at fault

Picky eater at times

When he was a kid he would tattle all the time

It’s weird but he has a terrible habit of stealing your hair ties, mostly cause they smell like you and that boy is OBSSESED with how your hair smells so expect to never have any when you’re looking for it

Tries to turn anything negative into a learning experience and Mikey gets so fed up about it

This one would rather walk on hot coals than bother anybody with his shit.

[lunaekalenda]

Hi! Can I request a Jean x reader where another Jean randomly shows up at the door but this "other Jean" is like 15 (or however old he is at the beginning of the show lol). And reader thinks young Jean is SOOO cute and anything he asks for she's like "🥰🥰🥰 yes ofc you can have that" or smt. And the ADULT Jean gets jealous and pouty and goes "c'mon babe adult me is cute too 🥺" and you can end it however you want lol. I just thought it'd be cute

hii! sure sure, i hope you like it :D! i got some trouble cause i think i didn’t know how to express it correctly so sorry :(((((

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jean x reader

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Jean's arm is around your shoulders while you read a book, against his body. He's also reading some paperwork when you hear a sutil "knock" on your door. Jean moves but you stop him, smiling.

"I'll go, hm?" he nods and you open the door. The sight freezes you.

In front of you, dressed with a plain white shirt and brown pants, with shorter light brown hair and a modern cut, it's Jean Kirstein. A younger version of Jean Kirstein. You look to the man in the couch, your Jean, to take it back to the kid, the other Jean. Your boyfriend looks at the door when he notices you haven't said anything for a while.

"Babe? Is everything alright?" he asks while he gets up. When he reaches the door, he is also surprised. A blushed younger version of himself takes his gaze from you to him. The encounter between the two versions makes them open their eyes with surprise. 

“Who are you?” they both ask at the same time.

He says his name is Jean. You invite little Jean to enter home and take a seat on the couch where you and your boyfriend were enjoying a lazy afternoon. The kid - he is around fifteen - looks at you from the corner of his eye, taking his gaze away whenever you or Jean look at him, all blushed. 

“But he’s a kid. We can’t leave him there, Jean.” you whisper. The boy is on the couch, and you two are discussing near the kitchen door. He looks around, the pictures and the paintings Jean made. His curious eyes can’t take his gaze out of the happiness you two show on all pictures. If that’s the future awaiting him, he isn’t going to complain.

“It’s weird. He looks exactly like me when I was his age.” he says. It is true, you can’t deny it. The same eyes and expression are on his face, the same blushing cheeks and nervous hand movements. “It is as if he traveled to the future.” Jean takes his hair away from his face, tying it up on a little bun with a tie he probably stole from you. You take his hand sweetly before walking towards the kid.

“Jean, do you want something?” you ask. Jean’s blushed cheeks receive you, and he nods quietly.

“Can I have a glass of water?” he asks in quiet voice. You nod, smiling at him.

“Of course, of course.” you nod and go back to the kitchen. Jean looks at you when you arrive.

“Oi, what’s that smile?” he asks. You take a glass and a bottle of cold water while your boyfriend follows you around the kitchen.

“He’s cute.” you say, filling the glass with water. Jean’s jaw almost hit the floor. “It’s like a cute version of you, more chubby and little.”

You walk again to the living room, your boyfriend trying to stop you. You offer the glass of water to little Jean, that smiles, still blushed, and takes it. Adult Jean is surprised with the capacity of blushing when he sees you. Did he look that stupid when you were starting to date?

“What do you mean with ‘He’s cute’?” he asks, once you’re back in the kitchen, cutting some fruit for the kid. You smile.

“He reminds me of you, nothing else.” you say. Jean looks your hands, guiding the knife on the fruit. He sighs.

“I’m just forgetting it because you said he reminds you of me.” he sighs, taking a soda from the refrigerator. “But, the price to pay is really high, and maybe you won’t b... the fuck.” he screams, startled. You turn around. The kid is on the door, looking straight at you.

“Where’s the bathroom?”

You laugh when you hear your boyfriend leaving with the kid, telling him the direction to go to the bathroom. He sighs when he arrives back. You get closer to him, his hands automatically finding your waist.

"He's cute." you say, getting closer to his mouth. "But you know you're my one and only." The last sentence is whispered against his lips. He smiles in the middle of the kiss, attracting you closer. You push him quietly. "The kid is still here." you say. He pouts but gets his hands out.

"He will not notice. He doesn't enter without your permission." he whispers. His voice is deeper, but you walk with the fruit plate to the living room.

"Ah." he pouts. You give the plate to little Jean, that is now back on the living room. He eats after thanking you, silently. Jean asks him some questions, as his best friend or where does he live. The other Jean raises his shoulders.

"I don't know. This city isn't like the one I used to live in." It's true that some years passed. Jean lets out an angry laugh.

"Are you saying I'm too old, kid?" he says. Young Jean raises a brow.

"Yes. And that haircut doesn't look as good as this one." he admits. That was a clear attack to older Jean. You can’t help but laugh, both boys watching you, bewitched. Then, Jean notices.

“Oi, you, little one, stop looking at my partner.” 

Technically i’m his partner as well, he doesn’t get they’re the same person?

Blushed little Jean looks away. It is almost night, so you prepare something to eat.

“You don’t have to go home?” Jean asks when you’re finish having dinner. The kid raises a brow again.

“I don’t know how to go back.” he says. Fortunately, you have an extra bedroom. You prepare everything for him, and when you’re about to leave, with a tall boyfriend waiting for you on the door frame, the kid calls you.

“Y/N” he whispers. You hum. “I... I can’t sleep without my mom’s good night kiss. Could you... give me one?”

You smile, your heart could explode with cuteness. You kiss his chubby cheek under your boyfriend’s surprised gaze. “Good night, Jean.”

The boy, blushed as usual, smiles when you leave the bedroom. Jean pouts at you when you enter in bed.

“I can’t believe you kissed his cheek.” he says. You roll your eyes, getting your body on top of his.

“Oh, come on! I kiss you every day in more places than the cheek.” you say. Is he jealous?

“But you haven’t kissed my cheek for a while...” he saysl his angry pout making you laugh. 

“You’re a case.” you say, getting closer and putting your lips softly on his cheek. Jean smiles a little, hugging your body. “You know I only love you, right?”

“I know.” he says, his sleepy voice melting your heart. He sighs, his fingers on your waist. “Of course I know, babe...”

You get comfy against his body and, slowly, you fall asleep. Next morning, the plates aren’t where you left them yesterday. You enter quietly the guest room.

The bed is empty.

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[themarauderstheoutsidersandpeggy]

I LOVE what you do, I REALLY LOVE IT. I rarely stop to say that to someone but dAMN. I was wondering if you could do something about Stevepop, that couple drives me crazy! Please and keep doing the wonderful things you do❤

:') omg tysm darling that means so much to me :D here's some stevepop hcs bc i love them and it's what i'm feeling today <3 (please request more for the outsiders i beg of you)

i think they would literally be all over each other 24/7

They work together, and steve got kicked out so he definitely moves in with the curtises

pony gets kicked out of him and soda's room so that the couple can sleep together </3

actually no one kicked him out but he spent one night in there with soda in the middle of him and steve and it was mortifyingly hellish so he moved

He sleeps in Darry's room now

And just naturally they grow closer :D

Steve actually grows closer to Pony as well, because Soda adores him and he finds it hard to keep being so cold

ty steve for fixing their family <3

i wasn't kidding though when i said they're all over each other all the time

they're working and Steve stands at the counter behind soda while he's ringing someone up like 🧍‍♂️

they actually end up getting a decent car together

it's their baby

while some couples get a dog or a cat

stevepop have a car

her name is vanessa

they have matching tattoos, steve has a coke bottle on his wrist and soda has a switchblade on his

sometimes steve gets arrested for doing something stupid

and soda begs Darry to help him bail him out

"We just can't afford it! I'm sorry Soda, but we can't just spend that much for something like this. Use visiting hours."

Soda acts like he's a maiden in a medieval love story in love with a prince from an enemy kingdom

"Though these walls may separate us, my heart will forever stay with you, for you have me enchanted, my love."

"Soda wtf i'm only in here for three more days"

"My love, thou art eloquent and beautiful in your claims, but i must protest. 'Tis I who has been enraptured by you."

Sometimes Soda and Steve think Darry and Pony can't hear them doing anything late at night and

Darry and Pony are in the other room, in the bed, trying to fall asleep, staring at each other uncomfortably

Darry finally gets up after a few minutes

"Let's go out and get some ice cream."

when I tell you they run out of that house

Soda and Steve learn to rollerskate together

They go skating every night, after dinner

They pool their money to get into rodeos again, and while neither of them have their own horses, they're able to worm their way into the good graces of people that do have them

They get thrown around and beat up but the other one is always there to take care of whoever got hurt :')

they don't know who's clothes are who's anymore lmfao

"Is that my shirt?"

"I think so?"

Sodapop makes Steve a bracelet omg

it's braided and steve has a hell of a time figuring out how to make Soda one for their two year anniversary but he does it

definitely making a part two to this whether people ask for it or not lmfao <3

Taglist: @spideyyypeter @the-outsiders-fandom @book-wyrm-snacks @nevergoinoutastyle2876 @huffle-homie24601 @ilostcount-helpme @dallyvally @lostnliterature @darrybutgay @stradling_izzy_stradlin @deathofthethrones @not-jay-cosby @writing-red @snoploop @johnnycadeissocute @all-thegayships @briisasinamonroll @bonjouritsellaa @lady-of-lies @ardentmuse @blueivysuniverse @dark-night-sky99 @ilovetvshowsblog @s0cial-retard @savethehoneeybees @luna-xxxxx @bvmakk @deathofthethrones @humblemei @trying-to-live-my-life21 @broken-and-alone12 @fandomnerdsarecool (hey this taglist is old i haven't updated in forever so hopefully i'll finally do that)

[cosmiclatte28]

Baking! (Yuta x you)

a/n : heyyo it’s friday, let’s have some “me” time and enjoy some imagine with Yuta! Idea came from @yutahoes comment on previous post HOT PATCHED

warning : none! suggestive, how you ended up with a bun in the oven! (your beloved Nami), and of course 2020 was a baking year and I am more than willing to share you the recipe i am referring to for this story! DM me :D also i got a bit too carried away :) but it’s gonna be fun :D

tagging : @2-3-t-i @yutahoes @ailoveyuta

with that said.. enjoy your scene! 

Ever since the pandemic started and staying at home becomes a mandatory rule, you and your fiance, Yuta have been trying to overcome boredom with all possibilities. On the first month of staying home, you two are very excited about having “leisure” time while working at home. Both of you are delighted by the fact that you don’t have to wake up early, drive in the busy streets, and you just have to slip into your proper clothes when there is a board meeting. Considering your job is a magazine editor, you have meetings but luckily not every day.

Second month, you start to do yoga and exercises with Yuta every time he is bored, and he has nothing to do. Well, his comeback is still in preparation, so he only comes for regular practice and always got home when your office hour ends.

Fourth months, you pick up a new hobby and because your magazine company needs to make a new fresh content that suits the situation, the team comes up with a baking page. You are assigned to make the content, including taking pictures and trying the recipes your team made. You also have to do the editing but there’s help with that. You take the challenge, though you never bake before you see this as the perfect opportunity to start a new hobby. Things were great, the content is rising in demand since the world is baking suddenly! You got your raise and you enjoy doing this until your silly ass fell from challenging yourself to a wild yoga pose. You hurt your arms, they are a slightly fractured and you cannot make your baking content for the first three weeks of recovery, but you are so irritated to just stay in front of the laptop and watch your other friend make the pictures and cakes. So, when you can no longer hold yourself back, you plead the director board to give you back the baking section and they did love your job so you won the part back.

“Yuta can you come home earlier today?” you question the man who already wears his mask and has his training bag ready on his shoulder.

“Me?? I guess I’m done after lunch, I only have to practice singing today. Why?” he asks you back

You put on your sweetest smile “Don’t you want to try baking? I need some help with the rubric.”

Yuta’s eyes twinkle, it’s been his wish to try baking but because of practice and the amount of tools to wash and lack of time he hasn’t been able to do it. Now that you are offering him, he thinks he can seize the opportunity.

“Okay, I’ll try, who knows NCT will have a baking vlog after this, might flex about my skills” he smirks and you only grin at his cockiness.

“Okay, you can go.” You push him away after kissing his cheek and blushing when he winks at you and disappear behind the door.

Today you just have to wait for the team to send you the ingredients and recipes. You wonder what you’ll bake today no, what Yuta will bake today.

He was lucky the baking procedure he has to do today is easy. Simple lemon cake and you manage to get good pictures of Yuta’s hands and the aesthetic bowls and whiskers. You manage to hold the camera with your stiff casted hand, but it works even when you look super silly.

“Oh gosh! This is healing.” Yuta exclaims when his first cake comes out of the oven nicely and with a good aroma. You quickly take pictures and once it’s done, Yuta has already cut a slice and pops it into his mouth. “Yummy, I am talented indeed.” He sounds so confident and you hate to admit, his cake is better than what you expect and knowing your husband, you know he won’t stop bragging about this, he might even go as far as trying more baking recipes.

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Your nightmare comes true, once his promotional schedule with NCT is over, he comes home with a load of baking supplies.

“Yuta, what’s all of this?” you ask when you help him bring in bags of spices, butters, and decorating tools.

“My promotional week is done and I have our well deserved rest! I am going to be productive and bake for you every day!” he smiles like a little kid who just get a chocolate and you can’t say no to him.

“Oh no, not every day Yuta!” you joke as you help him organize the spices into the kitchen racks.

He brought different types of flours and sugars, even bought yeast and baking sodas. Oh he really is planning to bake!

“Well, I have to finish some works have fun baking! Make sure you wear the apron and don’t set the oven too high. Wash the bowls too okay.” You pat his long hair and skip into your room.

Yuta takes his time to shower, sing in the bathroom, check the internet for easy recipes and even compare recipes from different websites.

His choice finally is decided on the famous banana cake, it doesn’t require mixer and he notices you have bananas at home.

“Flour, bananas, eggs, butter…” he bends to take the things out and places them all on the counter. Next he brings out the bowls and whiskers and the rest of the stuffs he needs.

“Okay all set,” he rubs his hands and takes the apron you have. Yuta’s lucky he can use your apron well, (thanks to his small waist). “And where is it,” he walks to the living room to get his small rubber band and as he bites the rubber between his teeth you happen to leave your room to get some water.

“Oh!” you exclaim when you see a hot scene reveling in your eyes. If you bring something, you’d drop it already.

There under the golden hours of the sun from the window, Yuta is tying his hair up and his lip bites is not helping you. Not to mention the apron fitting him well. You kinda regret not buying a “cute” apron.

“Let me help,” you grin when Yuta fails to tie his hair. Somewhat in the middle of tying his hair we was surprised to see you gawking at him. He blushes a little when you step closer and take his hair into one bundle and expertly you tie the band around it.

“There you go! Neat and tidy.” You click your tongue and run a hand down his exposed biceps.

“You’re teasing me, aren’t you?” you playfully ask him this when you learn just how “dolled” up he is. In your apron, smelling good, looking hot, and smirking.

“As much as you want me to tease you, see that?” he points to the kitchen and you follow his finger direction “I am baking you cake.”

You lead him to the kitchen, cool yourself down with a glass of iced water and Yuta starts to busy himself with the recipes.

He starts by measuring the cups of flour, sugars, and spoons of cinnamon and baking soda.

You choose to observe him instead of coming back to your work. You’re glad you have saved your works earlier and don’t have to return for it.

Yuta looks super serious when he cracks the eggs and starts mixing them to the dry ingredients. You take note at how accurate he is, you learned about the small details about baking through your rubric.

“Need help?”  you ask when Yuta starts to whisk the mixture together. He brings his bowl to his waist and with his tilted head and angled hand, he starts whisking the batter.

You have to hold yourself back when you see how he looks delicious right now. With an apron, a tied hair, tongue sticking out of his lips from focusing, his flexed arm and how he smirks at you. Gosh he’s the real cake here! You wonder how will he react if you suddenly come and bite him there on his neck which is inviting you to bite a mark there. Hey mark!

“No, I got this.” He winks at you and continues whisking the ingredients. Another minute passed by, he adds the mashed bananas and some cut apples for better taste. You focus on his actions but mostly enjoying the show he gives to you.

“You look hot.” You blurt that out loud as you secretly eat the choco-chips he will add later. “You think I look hot? You haven’t seen me whisk a whipping cream or make a meringue!” Yuta says as h places the bowl down and begin doing the next step.

You lean over the counter, eager to see what he is doing next. “Okay, all set just add choco-chips and stir and pour to container.” He smiles nicely to you, expecting to get praises or just a satisfied face. But all Yuta sees is your side smirk.

Yuta can always read you like a book, so without losing his cool, he checks you up from head to toe. He notices how you’re not focusing on him, biting your lips, and your ears and cheeks are as red as strawberries right now!

He connects the dots in his head and snaps his finger in front of your face. You jump in surprise “What?” you yell, clearly annoyed that your fantasy session is destroyed.

“No you’re staring at me too intensely! Stop it,” he acts like his innocence just got violated.

You click your tongue “Yuta, blame yourself!” you pull your hair in despair when you feel your body heating up more and feel tingles slowly creeping up.

Yuta is ignoring you when he shows off his flexibility by bending forward to put his container in the oven. “And that’s the right temperature, now we wait!” he tosses the mittens aside and leans his body to the table you’re seating at. He glances to the cup of water with only ice cubes left, he grabs it up and swirls it around before sipping the remaining drops.

“What are you looking at Princess?” his playful remarks are slipping from his lips. You bite your lips down and try to shake whatever idea you have in your head after seeing him drink the last drop of water like that is the best water in the world. His Adam’s apple bopping is not helping you at all, you lick your lips and lowkey will kill him for making this looks so yummy and advertise-able.

“Nothin’” you lie though it is as clear as day that you are “eating” him in your mind.

“You sure? You don’t look like that.” He says and then knocking the glass to his lips to take the remaining ice cubes in his mouth.

You nod your head and turn redder if it’s possible. Dang Yuta is clearly teasing you and you love it. “I-“ you can’t stop your sentence for the next thing he does is taking your lips there with ice cubes in his mouth. The cold sensation wakes you up from your day dream and you press your hands over his trained arms. He passes the cube into your mouth and you’re surprised with this new sensation. Oh Yuta and his surprises!

He continues taking you there until there’s no more cubes left and both of you are already breathing harder and the atmosphere has turn super hot. Next thing you know, you’re already on the sofa pinned down by Yuta as he teases you with butterfly kisses here and there.

“Yuta-“  you moan out his name when you have the chance, your hand pulls on his hair so he can stop kissing you for a while “Your cake.” You breathily remind him about the cake in the oven.

“Hm? My timer hasn’t gone off.” He ignores your attempt to stop taking you here.

“You want this right? Or do you want to eat me instead? You really look desperate earlier.” He nuzzles into your neck and gives some generous kitten licks there.

“Oh you were teasing me!” you defend yourself “Admit it.” You push him away to see his eyes and get the truth out, but Yuta is Yuta and he always has his way of making you lost. “No, I did not. You were this turned on by me, that you were having such sexy thoughts in the middle of the day.” His hand travels south and you already stifle a moan so he won’t be cocky about it.

He already plays with the hem of your pants, only seconds to pulling them away and eating you raw there, but his timer goes off and he has the biggest grin on his face, while you the biggest disappointment. “Yuta!” you’re already sounding so desperate, tears are forming in your eyes and Yuta only chuckles, he wipes your tears and stands up from between your legs.

“Oops! My bad, cake is done! Why don’t we try it when it’s hot?” he leaves you to turn the oven off and takes the cake out. He left you like that! All teased up and messy.

“Yuta- you will pay for this.” You groan before ignoring the pain from the edged pleasure and stomping your feet angrily to the kitchen.

“Come try this, tell me if this is good.” He offers you a forkful and you angrily chomp down on it.

“Bad.” You mutter, as you cross your hands over your chest but still chew on the delicious cake.

“Bad? This is so yummy! I can take this to the boys, and they’ll ask for more.” Yuta towers above you.

You pout “Fine, its yummy.” Your hand reaches out for some more bites, but you stop and shake your head “You. Finish what you did to me, or I cannot enjoy my cake.”

He giggles and in one swift motion already has you in his arms “Alright my princess, let me enjoy my cake instead!” he brings you to the room and you’re already giggly again, giving him kisses and playing with his hair.

You swear you will kill him if he only leaves you in the room and goes back to eat his cake in the kitchen, lucky you he did not do that. You both know that the cake will be cold once you’re done with the session but who cares when Yuta can bake more of them!

 And that is probably how you end up putting a bun in the oven with Yuta!

fin.

[distinctlywhumpthing]

Together 16: A night out.

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CW: Explicit language and content, Whumper POV, torture, long-term captivity, conditioning, dehumanization, collar, noncon (nonsexual) touching, creepy whumper, intimate whumper, manipulation, broken fingers, electrocution, letmeknowifimissedany

“You look perfect,” I tell her because she does.

The color of the shirt warms her complexion and the skirt follows the curves of her waist and hips before flaring out gently. Her legs look impossibly long even though the skirt falls midway down her thighs. I want to chase the sliver of skin that appears between the shirt and skirt at her waist every time she moves.

Maybe it is worth a little extra effort to see her in different clothes.

She furrows her eyebrows, trying to look indignant but her eyes reveal her anxiety.

Well, that can’t be helped. In fact, that’s half the point of this outing. I never intended for her to be kept here exclusively. I want to keep her safe but as a result, she’s grown too fearful.

She keeps fidgeting with the clothes, pulling and smoothing the fabric. Her feet wriggle inside the black high tops and she’s wrapped the laces around her slender ankles once before tying them, just like she used to.

I step closer and sweep her hands away.

She clasps them behind her back and searches my face nervously while I fix the turtleneck of the sleeveless top. I would have considered it acceptable for her to fix it herself but I appreciate her careful discretion so much, I don’t correct her.

I roll it evenly so that it sits neatly over the collar. I slide my arm around her waist, tracing that bare skin and pulling her close as I lead us outside. “Come on, Emmy. I planned this just for you.”

She turns her head to look up at me, brow furrowed, and she dips her eyes from my face down and back again. She’s afraid I’m going to leave her alone, like the last time in the store. She needs to just trust me.

I buckle her into the passenger seat of the car. As soon as I’m in the driver’s seat, she leans over and twines her arms around mine, leaning her head against me. I don’t have a lot of patience for her irrational fear but I never get tired of how clingy it makes her.

She tries to glue herself to my side the moment I let her out of the car. Both hands grip mine and she holds my arm in front of her body, intending to walk half behind me, burying her face in my shirt. She looks like she’s never been outside in her life.

“Emma,” I warn, looking down at her over my shoulder.

She bites her bottom lip but peels off of me and steps a reasonable distance away. She drops one hand off of mine and clutches a fistful of the skirt with it instead.

I can feel her trembling. “Christ, Emma. We’re in public for fuck’s sake. What do you think I’m going to make you do?”

Her eyes drop down. She’s hiding her expression because she knows I hate it. Anger, hatred, sadness, resentment, waryness, fear. All fine. She’s entitled. But I will not tolerate that look of betrayal like she expected anything different from me and somehow I’ve let her down.

“You don’t even freak out half this much before torturing August anymore,” I tell her.

It works.

Her face floods with shame instead.

Once we start walking through the park, her shaking turns to rigid tension. It’s already dark out but there are strings of lights and paper lanterns connected every streetlight on the path. There are plenty of people but I chose a weeknight so there would be fewer. The air is still warm from the heat of the day and Emma fits right in, looking like any of the other twenty-somethings we pass. Her eyes are wider than ever as she takes everything in, expression blank with overwhelm. She can’t help relaxing the longer we walk down this innocuous path, especially when the food trucks start.

“What do you want?” I offer even though I already know the answer. She loves noodles of any kind and we just passed some.

Emma stops and turns her head to look at the truck with pad thai.

“Okay,” I say, taking my hand to get my wallet. I hold out a twenty to her. “Go ahead.”

She gapes at me then shakes her head quickly, stepping closer before realizing I already forbade clinging. Her feet stop short, toes drawing together. She crosses one arm over her waist, shielding herself while her other hand still hasn’t let go of the fistful of skirt. She shakes her head again.

I don’t mind her trepidation. I know she’ll do it in the end. She just needs a little more context first.

“Emma, you have to eat,” I explain calmly, stepping closer. “This is already a lot for you. I won’t have you getting sick again. We don’t want that, right?”

She shakes her head, eyes narrowing. Suspicious because she knows where this is heading.

“You’re worried about having to order from that truck and the attention it might draw.” I pause and lower my voice, leaning toward her. “I think you’re forgetting how much attention it would draw if I had to use the collar. If you drop to the ground, someone might even call an ambulance…”

She pulls back, reactions playing across her face. Her expression settles into the one I wanted. One of my favorites. Perfect dark eyebrows raised, mouth set in a wry line. Daring me. She knows I’d never let her go to the hospital—never let anyone take her.

I hold up my hands, chuckling. “Alright, not that part,” I admit. “But it will be a scene and neither one of us wants that.”

Emma purses her lips and stares me down.

I love when she’s like this. It’s so much better than the vapid, blind panic. Finally, still a little daring, she cocks one eyebrow again and looks up to the right. Half an eye-roll. A perfect white flag I’d never consider punishing. Fuck if she isn’t amazing. Sometimes I swear she plays me as often as I play her. She looks a little smug at my reaction before taking the bill.

Her hesitation returns once she starts toward the truck. I don’t know how she doesn’t realize she has nothing to worry about. Between those huge, wide eyes, her beautiful face, and petite frame, people naturally want to help her. I’ve seen the fondness in the faces of everyone we’ve passed tonight. The food truck worker’s expression is already softening as she sees Emma walking up. One smile and Emma could probably eat for free.

If only she could relax enough to take advantage of it. Well, practice makes perfect. I make her order my food, too, and get us drinks from a third stand.

By the time we sit down, she’s flushed and I can see her heart racing at the base of her throat. I have her drink a few sips of soda so she doesn’t go fainting on me. After she finishes eating, she leans back in the chair, looking up to admire the lights above. Her long legs are crossed at the ankle and wrapped around one leg of the chair and she keeps her arms folded gently over her waist. Still, a small smile plays on her lips.

I wait, watching, until she looks back at me. I pull one of her hands off her waist and bring her fingers to my lips, then place a few more bills in them.

“Go back to that first stand and get us some churros,” I tell her. “Don’t forget the chocolate sauce.”

Her eyes search my face. She’s past questioning me. Now she’s looking for reassurance. Worried I might disappear since I’m giving her so much leeway to be out of sight. I could leave her here as a test or, worse, because I don’t want her anymore. More ridiculous, irrational fear but this particular one softens me.

“I’ll be waiting right here,” I promise her gently.

Relief washes over her features.

I watch her skirt swing as she walks away. Her posture could be better but I don’t think there’s any way to correct that here. She doesn’t even look over her shoulder to check that I’m keeping my word. She trusts me not to lie maybe a little more than she should. Although, I do generally try not to if it can be avoided. It’s better to be consistent and transparent, it avoids so much unnecessary suffering.

There is a noticeable quickness to her stride when she reappears around the curve of the path a few minutes later. Now, she is looking over her shoulder. Her eyes seek mine out immediately and I’m on my feet. I don’t even care that she’s empty-handed. Her face is a mask of panic and her eyes are filling. I hurry to meet her halfway and pull her shaking frame into my arms.

I see what she was trying to avoid—there’s a few guys, paper bag-wrapped bottles in hand, rounding the corner. I turn us around so she’s shielded from their view and move us off the path, through the trees. She clings to the front of my shirt, sobbing. The group passes without noticing us, either already having forgotten about Emma or too drunk to be effective in searching. I tilt her face up and wipe the tears away with my thumb.

“Did they touch you?” I can hear the edge in my own voice.

She shakes her head, tears still running down her cheeks.

“Emma, did they recognize you?”

She nods, looking down.

“Fuck.”

This is the other reason we never go out.

I start walking, holding her fingers tightly while I pull her along. I don’t quite register her other hand, on my wrist. I can’t tell if she is pushing or pulling. It doesn’t matter. My mind is elsewhere. Damage control. I run through the people on my payroll who could be useful. It depends on the band of idiots more than anything. My calm is slipping as my frustration mounts. I want to handle it personally but I have to bring Emma back first.

We reach the car and I finally turn to look at her after I open the door. She’s barely breathing through clenched teeth. I let her go and she gingerly cradles her hand to her chest. My inattentive grip must have broken her smallest two fingers. They’re already swelling.

She steps away from me and there it is. The look of betrayal. She’s not even trying to hide it.

“Emma.”

She backs into the door of the car, expression unchanged. Eyes flicking to my hand, the direction we came in, down to the ground.

Instead of making me angrier, her defiance centers me.

I step forward, pinning her against the car door, and take her hand in mine.

She doesn’t try to pull away but she doesn’t wipe that look off her face either.

The next finger breaks so easily, it’s a wonder I only broke two unintentionally.

Emma is crying now which only intensifies her expression. Her eyes are wide as she stares up at me, blinking past tears. Face still a mask of betrayal and disbelief.

Behavior. Consequences. Control.

I hold her gaze and break another finger.

Her face contorts with the magnified pain but it only lasts a moment.

There. Now, she’s slipping into that space. The one she needs and I require. That equally completes and dismantles. Giving us what we both crave.

Her face empties and her eyes clear, not vacant but free.

Free of judgment, pain, or fear. Bare for me to redress. Wholly mine.

My fingers find the remote in my pocket and I hit the last button.

Emma’s eyes widen at the shock but her expression remains a plain of acceptance. She passes out before her body has even gone limp and she falls against me, back still arching for a moment as the current wrings her out.

I lay her on the passenger seat, careful of her broken hand, and lock her in.

I have to keep her safe.

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Taglist: @deluxewhump @no-whump-on-main @whumpy-writings @maracujatangerine

[aliteama]

Pranking Hc's with Gojo, Nobara & Itadori? BTW congrats on 100 followers! :D

♡Headcanons♡

S/O pulling pranks with them

♡ A/N: Hello Anony!! For this one I wanted to make it longer than the event stuff so I just tagged it differently and switched up the layout ٩(•ᵕ•)

Gojo Satoru

♡ His number one victim is Nanami and throwing you into the mix makes the poor man never want to step on campus again, you guys would do things like switch out all the drinks in the vending machine to something he doesn’t like or sneak into his office and trap all his supplies in jell-o.

♡ The worst thing the two of you have done is flip Yagas office upside down when you guys were students, you both got detention for months but it was worth it to see his desk hanging from the ceiling.

♡ Gojo probably did little things like swapping out Geto and Shokos cigarettes for those realistic candy ones while you distracted them.

♡ Just because your his accomplice it doesn’t mean you get a pass, his favorite thing to do is wrap the doorway in plastic wrap at the crack of dawn so when your morning mind is all foggy you run into the blocked off entrance and get stuck.

♡ You once tried to retaliate and move his bed onto a lake while he was sleeping but he just ended up floating around for a bit and used it as an excuse to get out off work.

♡ Warm water heated your shaking bones, soap lathering your body in a mess of suds and bubbles to clean the grime that stuck to your skin from training. Reaching over to pick up the labeled bottle of shampoo you let a generous glob fall into your palms and that ran through your hair. With closed eyes you rinsed off tangled strands, red water pooling around your feet and dripping down your body. Eyes snapped open to crimson stained hands, mouth dropping as a scream escaped your lips. 

“Are you ok?!” slamming the door open Gojo peeled the curtain back and let out a loud obnoxious laugh at your fearful expression, “Oops.. that was meant for Shoko” 

Smacking a wet hand to his chest the water seeped through his uniform and a red hand print was left behind. Reaching back to grab the shampoo bottle you tugged at his damp uniform collar and let the soap stain his white hair that now bled red.

“Warn me next time period head!”

Nobara Kugisaki

♡ Never thinks her pranks through, she picks someone who looks like they could use a joke pulled on them then goes with the funniest thing she can come with, just silly things like tying together all the laces of their shoes or putting an airhorn under their seat.

♡ Loves to do that thing where you flip a cup filled with water over so the next person to walk by has to try to lift it without making a mess, her favorite person to do this to is Itadori because he always struggles to move the cup.

♡ Likes to take the gum out of the wrapper and put wasabi instead and she’ll just sit there and watch you chew on it until the burn kicks in but if you ever try to do it to her she just feels so betrayed.

♡ The worst prank she's done is freeze mentos in an ice tray and forget about it so when you decided to put ice in your soda her warning was too late, not allowed to go into the freezer without supervision anymore.

♡ Swinging a key around her finger you watched Nobara grip the doors handle before turning to you with a grimace, “Ok so here’s the thing. I don’t really know how to drive so this is a first time experience” with a nervous hand she swung the door open and seated herself in the drivers seat.

Making your way around to the passengers side you watched her grip the wheel and put the key in the ignition before bringing the engine to life, “If you crash I’m out of here” throwing a glare your way Nobara inched the car forwards, your head jerking every time her foot came off the gas.

Insisting she pull a prank on her childish teacher Nobara roped you along with her antics, driving his beloved car away from the school lot and taking it to a complex lot down the way. You knew it was a bad idea and the two of you would get in trouble but the excited gleam in her eyes when she had successfully snatched his car key had you rushing down the halls with her. Slowly but surely she had managed to move the car unscathed into a deserted lot with a proud smile on her face. 

Too bad the two of you hadn’t realized that your dear Sensei had been holding onto Iijichi’s keys the whole time.

Itadori Yuji

♡ Every three weeks he declares prank wars on everyone and goes full out, says no teaming yet he’s always outside your door with puppy eyes and toilet paper rolls in his hands.

♡ Bought one of those fake spill plastics and puts it on Fushiguros papers whenever he leaves the room and Fushiguro does not find it amusing in the slightest, he’s so used to it by now that when water actually does spill he’s shocked to see its real.

♡ He has no limit, replaces toothpaste with mayonnaise, switches salt with sugar, makes the onions look like apples, puts poppers under the toilet seat, Itadoris a menace.

♡ Adding onto the salt and sugar thing he actually thinks its the funniest thing in the world when the lid is loose and salt spills all over your food, but when he sees your not laughing he feels bad and offers to replace your food.

♡ Likes to do cute little pranks too though like he’ll put confetti filled balloons in your room and cover the walls in sticky notes that have positive affirmations on them.

♡ Stepping into the bathroom to wash away the paint on your arms from Itadoris suprise color bombs you scrubbed furiously with the bar of soap that would not lather up, groaning in frustration you realized he had covered all the soap bars with nail polish. Settling for the soap dispenser which was luckily untouched you dried your hands before stepping out into the hallway, looking down the corridors to make sure you were out of your boyfriends vision. 

Rushing into your room to avoid this weeks prank wars you were shocked to see he had attacked your room already, googly eyes placed on all your belongings and pillows arranged on your bed to make it look like someone was under the blanket.

“Yuji I swear if you jump scare me” quickly ripping the sheet off the bed you let out an anxious breath to see it really was just pillows.

A loud shriek sounded as Itadori grabbed onto your ankles from under the bed, a teasing grin on his face as he shimmied out and stood at full height, his clothes colored in paint and hair decorated with globs of glitter.

“I technically didn’t jump scare you” sticking his tongue out Itadori smashed an egg against your head, ribbons and sparkles making a mess all over your head and falling onto the floor.

But at least it wasn’t an actual egg like last time.

[small-teacup]

Okay, Inventing Privileges Revoked

Requested by: @jwillowwolf

Notes: The magical stuff in this fic is based off of The Ancient Magus Bride (anime and manga). If you've read/seen it, I put a lil reference to it somewhere in here >:)

POV: 3rd person

Ships: Analogical, Royality, and Demus/Dukeceit/Receit

CW: Swearing, yelling, eating, sympathetic Remus and Janus, fire, mention of failing classes, vines, being watched

Lemme know if I missed any :D

Word Count: 3041

“Twist this...and then you-” The inventor muttered to himself as he made a few adjustments and tweaks on his latest machine. It was supposed to harness the power of magic from other worlds, so that it could benefit this world. He knows they exist...he just knows. A few sparks flew at him as a knob was turned. “Don’t you dare start acting up on me. I spent a year and a half on you, I’m not letting you give up on me now,” he scolded the piece of machinery. He had an amusing habit of talking to objects. As if the invention had heard him, little gears started turning even though he hadn’t meant it for it to be turned on. Not yet. But it seemed like it was doing it out of spite. An unpleasant noise erupted from it before he quickly turned the knob back to its original position. “That’s enough out of yo-”

“LOGAN!! DINNER’S READY!!”

“Soooo..” Patton started, taking a bite out of a piece of garlic bread. “Any progress on your cool lil’ device you got in your room?” He asked, looking over at his roommate.

The voice scared Logan out of his wits, flinching as he pushed up his glasses. “I’M COMING!” He called back, standing up from his seat and tiredly walking out of his bedroom to the kitchen. He didn’t seem to realize the pink-ish glow emitting from the machine behind him.

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“It’s not...exactly doing what I want it to do. But that’s alright, I can still fix it,” Logan replied, scooping some spaghetti into his mouth.

“Ooohh..okay! Virgil, how were your classes today?”

The boy in question sat across from Patton, hunched over and eating slowly with one hand, the other one shoved in his jacket pocket. “Failed ‘nother exam. I’m thinkin’ of giving up at this point…” He mumbled, poking a meatball.

“Noooo! Don’t say that! You still got a lot to look forward to!”

“I agree with Patton,” Logan said, looking over at Virgil. “You’re trying your best and that’s what matters. It’s just one mistake, it’s not that big of a deal. You’ll be ok.”

“But what if I won’t be? Ughh..my grades are going down so so low… Sometimes I just don’t wanna be here. Not away from you guys, of course, but..just- somewhere where I don’t have to stress myself every night and break down almost once every week.”

“Like Logie said, you’ll be okay! Here, how about this, you take a well-deserved break and me or Logan can do your work for you?”

“That wouldn’t work because he wouldn’t be learning the things he needs to in order to pass. The least we can do right now is try to keep his mind off of work for a short time. But he has to get back to doing his assignments after.”

“Um..,” Virgil muttered quietly, as not to interrupt either of the boys. “I guess my little ‘break’ starts now…? If so, then uh..can I see Logan’s machine thing?”

Logan and Patton looked at each other, the more optimistic of the two grinning. “Yeah! I’d like to see it too!”

The inventor sighed, shaking his head lightly. “Fine, but do not touch it.”

His roommates cheered as a small smile made its way onto Logan’s face.

After dinner, they were grouped in Logan’s room, staring at the little device.

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“So...how does it work?” Virgil asked, tilting his head slightly. Logan gently took the device and held it in his hands so the others could see. “Well, you’re supposed to turn this knob,” he explained, turning said knob. The machine sputtered to life, however it seemed...off. “But it doesn’t seem to be working correctly at the moment.”

Patton stared at the tiny device in amazement, Virgil doing the same until he got a notification from his phone. He pulled it out, pure frustration showing on his face.

“UGHHH- I don’t even wanna be IN THIS WORLD anymore!” He groaned, shoving his phone into his pocket.

Suddenly, child-like laughter filled the air.

“Wh...What was that?” Patton asked, fearful.

“I’m..not sure,” Logan responded, looking around. Vines grew from the ground and latched to their legs as three small portals appeared beneath them. They were pulled down into those portals before they could even scream.

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Logan woke up to the sight of trees, the moonlight shining through them, and the feeling of dirt beneath him. He shot up and looked around frantically before his eyes landed upon two figures curled up next to one of the trees. On closer examination, he realized those were his roommates. Patton seemed to have calmed Virgil down from a panic attack.

“Are you two okay…?” He asked, going over and sitting with them. At the sound of Logan’s voice, Virgil suddenly latched onto him. “God- I thought you died! I’m so sorry..This is my fault, I’m so so sorry..,” the boy muttered, his grip tightening.

“I...believe it’s my fault. It was my invention, I shouldn’t have shown it to you two when it wasn’t even working properly.”

“Guys-” Patton said, trying to warn them.

“No but if I hadn’t got so angry-”

“I don’t think it had to do with your anger.”

“Guys-”

“But what if it did? We weren’t pulled in until I got that stupid notif.”

“There’s nothing in the device that would make it respond to human emotions-”

“GUYS!”

“WHAT?!” The two shouted in unison, seeing Patton looking up.

“There’s people..w-watching..,” he whispered.

Virgil and Logan looked up as well. Two pairs of eyes stared back at them, one pair green and the other pair red. Shadows hid their bodies from view, if they even had bodies. The two entities laughed, sounding exactly like the laugh they’d heard before being sucked into this alternate world. Patton scooted over to his roommates hurriedly and stayed very close to them. The entities above seemed to look at each other before the one with green eyes suddenly disappeared with a gust of wind. Red eyes looked back down at them, suddenly dropping from the tree and landing with a flourish. In the light, it seemed that the entity was a boy, about the same age as the three humans in front of him. Little flames burned from the tips of his hair that he didn’t seem bothered with. Speaking of, his hair was tied in a ponytail that hung over his shoulder. He wore a white shirt with gold lining at the top, its sleeves going down to his elbows and hanging loosely. A red sash was tied around his waist. Black cloth was tucked into it from the back, making it sway behind him whenever he moved. He wore simple brown shorts that seemed to have been torn from what used to be a complete pair of trousers. Gold ribbons wrapped his legs in a criss-cross pattern, tying into knots at his ankles. His ears were pointed, making him look like an elf. His eyes always seemed to have a fire burning in them.

He grinned at the terrified humans and held his hand out to them, but it seemed more directed at Patton.

“Greetings, humans! You may call me Princey. You’re not supposed to be here!” He sang.

Patton was the first to speak up, albeit in a shaky tone, “N-Nice to meet you, Princey. I’m P-”

“Ah ah ah! Nicknames only. Real names have power in our world, and you wouldn’t want to fall prey to anything...unpleasant, now would you?” The fae interrupted. He narrowed his eyes, but his grin stayed.

“And how’re we supposed to know that you’re not one of the ‘unpleasant’ kind?” Virgil asked harshly, suspicious of this seemingly magical stranger.

The faerie’s eye twitched as he pulled back his hand, “You certainly seem to be one of them, so you tell me.”

“You did not-”

“If the shoe fits, rusty human.”

“Alright alright, umm...maybe we shouldn’t fight?” Patton suggested, looking between the two.

“Yes, we don’t need to cause more problems to add to the ones we already have,” Logan agreed, pulling Virgil closer. The smaller boy huffed and muttered an “okay.”

“So we’re all in agreement that we’d rather not fight right now! Perfect! Now, let’s start this over. What would each of you like to be called?”

“Can I be called Pat..? Is part of our names allowed?”

“I...suppose. You have a very sweet-sounding nickname. And you two?” He gestured to Logan and Virgil.

The inventor sighed, “Call me L, please.”

“Alright, very simple,” Princey commented, looking over at the last boy to share his nickname. “..You know, I might just call you Rusty.”

“Don’t call me that-”

“Too late, Rusty.”

“I have a question,” Logan stated, looking up at the fae.

“Yeeeesss?”

“Why did you call him a ‘rusty human’?”

“Ah! It’s something only Neighbors, such as I, would get. Each human that comes through the forest has a distinct smell. For example, Pat smells like roses.” He sighed dreamily. “My favorite flower… As for Rusty over there, he smells like...well- rust. It’s utterly disgusting to us.”

“..Is ‘Neighbors’ the name of your species?”

“Sort of…? Neighbors is what you call faeries, however that term is dull to some. If we’re talking about the subspecies of fae, I’m a fire sprite.”

Virgil snickered, covering his mouth to hide his smile.

“What’s so funny about that? I’ll have you know that you should respect us magical beings, lest you be cursed or spirited away!”

“I’m gonna call you Soda,” The boy replied behind his hand.

“Wha-”

“Ooooh! Because he’s a sprite!” Patton said, pointing finger guns at Virgil. “Ayyyyyy!”

“Ayyyyyyy.” The other pointed finger guns right back at him.

Princey and Logan just sighed, one being confused and the other used to his roommates' antics.

The fae clapped his hands. “Okay okay. To get you all out of potential danger, you’re going to have to come with me. I’ll take you to my abode. Be warned, my brother and his boyfriend live there as well.” He shot a look at Virgil, “I’m not going to kill any of you. It wouldn’t benefit anyone.”

They looked at each other and seemed to be in silent agreement as they stood. Princey started guiding them through the trees and the bushes, careful to avoid anything that could kill these new humans.

“So...Why are you helping us? Not that I don’t appreciate it, I just...wanna know, y’know?” Patton asked as they walked.

“...It’s lonely here. The other fae are very..gossipy. You do something dumb and suddenly it spreads around like wildfire. So I usually stay away from fae that I don’t already know, as I wouldn’t want any...betrayals or damages to my pride. I trust that you humans are not the same...?”

“I don’t think so.. Right?” The boy looked over at his two friends, who seemed to be having a silent conversation with one another. He sighed and gave up on the question, feeling a bit left out. Princey seemed to notice, gesturing for Patton to walk with him at the front, to which the boy hesitantly but happily did.

After a bit of walking, they came across a little cottage in a clearing. Smoke billowed out of the chimney as they approached it.

“Well,” the fire sprite sighed. “Here we are! It’s not much...but it works.”

“...I thought it’d look more like a giant mushroom or something,” Virgil commented, a bit suspicious about how normal the house looked.

“Why would we live in a fucking mushroom? A MUSHROOM THAT SIZE DOESN’T EVEN EXIST- Where are you getting these ideas?!”

“Wouldn’t you like to know, faerie boy?” The emo replied, waiting for Princey to open the door or something. Was there even a lock on the front door?

As if on cue, the door swung open to reveal another faerie, similar to Princey. This one, however, wore reversed colors. A black shirt with silver lining and a green sash instead of a red one. He had a silver streak in his hair, dangling over his eyes. His hair was braided, draped over his shoulder as well. The most peculiar thing, though, was the fake mustache he wore and the green wings protruding from his back, speckled with black.

“Wretched brother! And...other people!” The new faerie greeted, moving aside so they could get in.

“Greetings to you too...Duke,” Princey muttered, leading the small group inside.

“That’s his name? Duke? What, is he a dog?” Virgil asked, semi-sarcastically.

“Based on his behavior, he might as well be,” The fire sprite grumbled, flopping on a nearby chair and sighing. “And no, that’s not his name. Remember what I said about those, Rusty?”

“Yeah yeah, they ‘hold power’ or whatever. But why do you guys need to disguise your names when you’re the one who’s able to use them against us? You’re not at risk.”

“Actually, we are. I’d also rather you not call my beloved a dog,” A new voice said, the source of it being a figure that had just walked in from the kitchen. The humans looked at him, a bit startled. It didn’t seem like this one was the same as the brothers. He wore a wide-brimmed black hat with a yellow ribbon tied around it. The shadows created by the hat covered one half of his face. The half that was visible seemed normal. He had dark brown eyes that made him seem wise and intimidating. A black and gold capelet laid on his shoulders, linked together with a gold chain. He wore yellow lace gloves with black ribbons wrapped around his wrist. He was even wearing thigh-high stiletto boots.

“mY BOYFRIEND!!” Duke screeched as he half-ran and half-flew to the new faerie. He latched onto him in a tight hug, his wings flapping slightly in happiness.

“Could I inquire what nickname you,” Logan started, gesturing to the mysterious fae, “would like to go by? And what type of faeries are you two?”

“Hm...Call me Deceit, if you will. Duke’s an Ariel and I’m a Leannan Sidhe.”

“Ariel?? Like the mermaid??” Patton wondered aloud, sitting next to Princey on another chair. It was obvious the two wanted to be close to each other with the way they were glancing at each other.

“I...don’t know what a ‘mermaid’ is, but I’m assuming that has nothing to do with the faerie world, so no. An Ariel is a type of sprite, a wind denizen, or in simpler terms, they can control the wind. They’re known to be mischievous, despite their job of purification,” Deceit explained, fondly playing with his boyfriend’s hair.

“And a Leannan Sidhe…?” Logan asked, sitting on the couch with a notebook and pen in hand. Where did he even get that…

“A subspecies of a fae you humans would refer to as a ‘vampire’. Young men let us feed on their blood in exchange for talent. It could also be exchanged for...other things.”

“Oh. Is the amount of blood a lot…? Because it would kill the human if you took too much.”

“It’s just enough that the human wouldn’t die on the spot. However, those we feed on don’t usually lead very long lives. Enjoy what you have and die or yearn for more and die greedy.”

“Greedy?” Virgil repeated, sitting next to Logan and clasping his hands together. If he was being honest, he actually considered offering his blood to the vampire, despite how shady that’d be.

“What you sought for certainly didn't come from you, did it?”

“N..No…”

“That’s what I thought.”

Awkward silence fell over the room. Duke fluttered his wings happily as he cuddled closer to Deceit. It created a little gust of wind that unfortunately threatened the life of Princey’s flames, to the fire sprite’s annoyance.

“Do any of you know why we’re here..?” Patton asked quietly, shuffling a bit closer to the fae next to him.

“I do! I do!!” The wind denizen chirped, speeding away from his boyfriend and stopping in front of the human. “So when the nerd over there made the weird machine, we were able to find connections to your world! But we didn’t know what to do with it, so we left it alone. But theeeeennnn, Rusty said a few magic words, and some of the faeries in our world took advantage of it, so that’s why you guys are here!”

“What magic words???” Virgil called from the other side of the room.

Duke cleared his throat and did a half-hearted attempt at imitating Virgil, “i dON’T evEn WAnnA be iN thiS woRlD ANyMOREEeEe blAHhhhh.”

“Okay, I said everything BUT that last part.”

“I know, it’s just that you’re overly angsty.”

“IT’S PART OF MY AESTHETIC-”

“Let’s calm down for a moment,” Patton said softly, giving a tiny and nervous smile. “What part of that was magical?”

“All of it! When humans say something, whether they mean it or not, some specific types of fae listen closely so they can cause maaaajor terror and disorder. Like this one time, some girl was angry at her lil’ brother so she went, ‘I wish you were never my brotherrrr!’ or something dramatic like that, and then the next day, the boy was gone! And nooooobody remembered him except her. She got really scared, but lucky for her, a couple of mages came by and helped her.”

“...Mages?”

“Yeah! They’re either like...human-like faes or sleigh-beggies.”

“Sleigh-beggies??? I honestly don’t think that’s the actual name-”

“Doesn’t matter what you think! That’s what it’s called. Sleigh-beggies are just humans who’ve been gifted with the sight to see otherworldly things. It may sound cool, but trust me, you don’t wanna know how many things are crawling over all of you right now.”

At that, both Patton and Virgil screeched, trying to get rid of the creatures they couldn’t even see. Logan sighed and shook his head.

“How do we get back?” He asked, looking over at Deceit as it seemed like he was the best person to ask.

“Well…” The fae started.

“You’re just going to have to stay and find out.”

[End]

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[sedonawritess]

Ask Game: A–Z of Character Vices and Virtues.

Nobody asked me to do this but I thought it would be good for character building so... here I go!

AOIFE:

A. Annoying: What is your OC’s most annoying trait?

She’s just grumpy. I’d say she’s my grumpiest character. She doesn’t mean to be but she’s just not a fan of a lot of things haha.

B. Best: What is your OC’s best personality trait?

She’s secretly very kindhearted. She doesn’t show it very often because she feels like it’s weak, but it’s there! She wants people to see her as tough but truly she’s just a little tender.

C. Child: Your OC encounters a crying, lost child. How do they react?

She would completely ignore it or give it a dirty look for making so much noise. Where is it’s off button?

D. Desire: Your OC has the opportunity to get the thing they desire most, but it means betraying a friend. Do they do it?

She wouldn’t betray a friend. She doesn’t have many in the world and the ones she does have are like family to her. She definitely would betray a stranger though.

E. Excellent: Which of your OCs is the most virtuous?

Fionn. Obviously!

F. Forgive: How good is your OC at apologizing? Do they own up to it when they’ve made a mistake? How easily does your OC forgive other people?

Oh she’s just the WORST at apologizing. It’s not often that she thinks she’s wrong and when she is, it’s not like her pride would ever let her admit it. She also loves a grudge....

G. Guilt: Does your OC often regret their decisions? If so, describe a decision they regret.

Never. She’s always doing what she thinks is best.

H. Honesty: How often does your OC lie? Do they believe lying is ever justified? Describe a time your OC told a lie, or told the truth even when it was difficult.

Aoife is a very skilled liar, but she never lies to her friends. She believes in lying when it’s justified... or at least justified to her.

I. Individuality: Is your OC’s morality more influenced by the society they live in, or their own critical thinking?

She has a “societal” code that she follows. The pirate code has always made sense to her and she has been raised that way so she’s never really known anything different.

J. Jealousy: How often does your OC get jealous of other people? Do they keep their jealousy in check, or does it influence their behavior?

Jealousy is not something she really understands. I think this is because she has a small group of people that she truly has interacted with and why be jealous of the others on the sea when she can just... rob them ahaha.

K. Knack: What is something your OC is skilled at?

Sailing is the most obvious one but she’s also very skilled with tying knots! She spends a lot of time tying.

L. Loathe: What qualities does your OC loathe in other people? Do they tend to be judgmental of others, even when it isn’t warranted?

She loathes prejudice in others. She thinks it’s gross to hate others for things they cannot control like their race. She can be a bit judgmental but she doesn’t really interact with others so she isn’t in her day to day.

M. Mistake: Describe a time your OC did something bad, or was wrong about something.

She’s just never wrong in her eyes but also... spoilers.

N. Negative: What does your OC believe is their worst flaw?

She doesn’t think about her worst flaws. She’s too busy.

O. Outlook: Is your OC more optimistic, pessimistic, or realistic? How likely are they to believe a bad person can change?

She’s more of a pessimist. I think she believes she’s a realist but leans more on the negative side.

P. Positive: What does your OC believe is their best personality trait?

She really enjoys her bravery. It’s something that is natural within her and she doesn’t have to force herself to be brave.

Q. Quirk: Does your OC have any (minor) bad habits? If so, what? (Biting their nails, sleeping in, procrastinating, etc.)

I think her bad habit is interrupting. She thinks very quickly and has a tendency to push her thoughts into others sentences.

R. Respect: What qualities does your OC admire in other people?

Bravery, strength, agility.

S. Success: Describe a time your OC did something good, or was right when others were wrong.

She’s sailed The Wilder through many a storm successfully even when Angus has told her to do things differently.

T. Troubled: Which of your OCs is the most flawed?

Aoife is pretty flawed.

U. Upgrade: Does your OC strive for self-improvement, or are they less concerned about becoming a better person?

Less concerned. She thinks she’s fine and doesn’t see a lot of room for improvement.

V. Value: Is your OC more selfish or selfless? What would they sacrifice for a loved one? What would they sacrifice for a stranger?

She may look, from an outsiders view, as selfish but!! she’s actually much more selfless than others give her credit for. She would sacrifice anything for a loved one and much less for a stranger.

W. Worst: What is your OC’s worst flaw?

Her over confidence can get her into some trouble.

X. X-ray: Does your OC believe that they’re a good person? Would you consider them a good person?

She doesn’t really think about it. I think she’s a good person but she has a lot of growth to accomplish.

Y. Young: How has your OC been influenced by their past? Are they a better person because of their past, or a worse one?

She has never known anything except being on The Wilder and so she’s definitely influenced by her past. She’s a better person because of the morals her crew has.

Z. Zealous: Does your OC have any guilty pleasures? If so, what? (Watching reality TV, drinking soda, reading cheesy romance novels, etc.)

Drinking a LITTLE too much rum... haha.

[tomaturtles]

TAG GAMES GALORE bc i just got through my mentions on desktop and saw i missed some tag games i got tagged in </3 ty guys ily i’ll tag people in the end and anyone who gets tagged is free to pick which one(s) you wanna do if any :] starting with one @cinnamqn tagged me in!! Thank you Cinna :D 💖💖 List 10 different female faves from 10 different fandoms, then tag 10 people! 1. Amy Rose (Sonic the Hedgehog) 2. Gwen Tennyson (Ben 10) 3. Starfire (Teen Titans/DC) 4. Webby Vanderquack (Ducktales) 5. Stephanie Brown (Batman/DC) 6. Trainer Leaf (Pokémon) 7. Uraraka Ochaco (Boku no Hero Academia) 8. Amethyst (Steven Universe) 9. Luz Noceda (The Owl House) 10. Toph (Avatar The Last Airbender) Next up is two I got tagged in by @thinkfvst!! Ty Rae 😁 💖💛 10 songs on shuffle that come up on your Spotify 

1. Turn it Off - Paramore 2. Build You Back - Dark Signal 3. Lucy - Skillet 4. My World - SR-71 5. The Climb - Miley Cyrus 6. Re:Re: - Asian Kung-Fu Generation 7. So Am I - Ava Max 8. Hero - Skillet 9. Yo Girl - Heathers the Musical 10. Two Birds - Regina Spektor --- Favourite colour: pink!!!!!!

Last song: Your Guardian Angel by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Last movie: i Think it was Son of Batman? It was probably a DC movie

Watching: been watching the ‘66 Batman show to fill the Funney DC Show-shaped hole in my heart after i ran out of DC Super Hero Girls and Teen Titans Go episodes to watch on Netflix and it’s been a blast <3 (also to clarify Batman ‘66 isn’t on netflix. but it should be) 

Reading: I just got done reading Robin War + We Are Robin + Batman and the Signal yesterday while our power was out and it was great :]

Sweet, spicy, or savoury: mostly sweet or savoury but depends on my mood tbh. rn i could go for some chocolate

Tea or coffee: Coffee (as long as there’s sugar) -- And last but not least a few by @arataka-reigen, thanks Gi!! 🥰💛💖  5 Things That Make Me Happy  1. Engaging with my hyperfixations +  Infodumping to friends about them + listening to them infodump about their interests 🥰🥰🥰🥰

2. I’ve been picking up felt sewing again and i really like it!! It’s cool having a plushie you made yourself :D

3. Doing stuff with my friends!! Both irl and online but missing my irl friend group + my fav cousins rn since we’d usually always meet at this time of year </3

4. Drawing my fav characters <3

5. Going to bookstores/comic stores and browsing the stuff in there (esp comics and manga!!) -- 3 ships: gwevin, robstar/dickkory,uuuuuuuuhh that’s a niche one but i can’t think of anything else rn so speedamy

Last song: Never Too Late by Three Days Grace

Last film: other than the one mentioned earlier i watched Mickey’s Christmas Carol with friends the other day :]

Currently reading: [vaguely gestures] dc comics bc i’ve started reading several comics and finished very little. debating on picking either 90s yj, new teen titans or super sons back up next

Currently consuming: i had some soda earlier

Currently craving: the willpower to finish a way overdue secret santa gift </3 i only have the bg left to finish

17 Questions 17 Answers

Nicknames: Toma, Duda, Dudinha (the last two from my irl name)

Zodiac: Libra

Height: 149cm (4'10?)

Hogwarts House: hufflepuff

Last thing googled: adam west fairly oddparents

Song(s) stuck in my head: Storybook by Heather Dale

# of followers: 1779

Amount of sleep: 6 to 7 hours,8 if i get to sleep in

Lucky number: 8

Dream job: despite having a whole psychology degree i have No idea </3 i think i’d like to work with kids though!!

Currently wearing: a nightgown (it’s pink with a bear plushies stamp :) )

Favourite: 

Song: Face Down by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus made it to the top 5 im both my last spotify wrappeds so let’s go with that

Instrument: lowkey attached to the electric keyboard bc i took classes on it for quite a while even if it didn’t stick much

Author: i haven’t been reading consistently enough to answer this JKHJK

Animal noises: CATS

Random: i love plushies. my fav activities when going out include going to toystores and checking out the plushies. i have too many already but is that going to stop me from getting more? no

Recent picture: currently obsessed with this ttg screenshot

and now for TAGS (no pressure to do any, also feel free to do just one or all of them depending on what you feel like doing!!) @cinnamqn @thinkfvst @arataka-reigen​ (if you guys wanna do one of the ones you didn’t tag me in jkghjk) @clown-prince-of-lies​ @aliens-on-neptune​ @zinatina​ @ohnonotthemagain​ @your-nightmares-ex​ @biconkuroo​ @brucewaynegf​ @tilltherachis​ @cookiecabbage​

[kangtaebins]

Weird Asks That Say A Lot

I said I was going to just answer all of these bc of boredom,, and so here I am

1. Coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans? Teacups are aesthetically pleasing idc what anyone says

2. Chocolate bars or lollipops? Lollipops

3. Bubblegum or cotton candy? Cotton candy supremacy

4. How did your elementary school teachers describe you? I was told that I was a leader a lot, and was told that I was very intelligent. Ah yes, I suffered from gifted kid burn out in high school-

5. Do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups? Look, plastic cups are the best. Specifically the ones with the lids and reusable straws

6. Pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear? It truly depends on the day bc some days I would say goth and other days I’d say grunge, but most days- pastel

7. Earbuds or headphones? Earbuds

8. Movies or TV shows? TV shows bc- idk actually I’m just not a movie person

9. Favorite smell in the summer? I have a weird obsession with the smell of cheap sunscreen and I have no clue why

10. Game you were best at in p.e.? I hated gym in high school and rarely participated despite the teacher being irritated with me (truly she gave up after a few months bc I really did not care at all) HOWEVER- I went to town in volleyball and still enjoy playing volleyball v much

11. What do you have for breakfast on an average day? I don’t eat breakfast often,,, 

12. Name of your favorite playlist? Probably my Navy or Indigo playlist

13. Lanyard or key ring? Key ring 

14. Favorite non-chocolate candy? Anything green apple!!!

15. Favorite book you read as a school assignment? I actually genuinely enjoyed Romeo And Juliet tbh

16. Most comfortable position to sit in? I always curl up in a ball on the couch, but in a chair I manspread ngl

17. Most frequently worn pair of shoes? Nike slides <//3

18. Ideal weather? Between 50-70 degrees, sunny but not warm, being able to wear a hoodie and not be hot or cold

19. Sleeping position? I usually either sleep on my left side or on my stomach (my back once in a while when it’s hurting bc I’m a hag)

20. Preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)? I write on my phone more than anything

21. Obsession from childhood? Hm- I was really obsessed with High School Musical as a kid. My friend and I would put it on and lip sync to the songs and pretend we were the characters

22. Role model? Is it- wrong to say myself? Bc I feel like that sounds arrogant but genuinely it’s bc I’m constantly trying to better myself mentally and learn and grow. Idk I just am proud of who I am and look to myself when I need to find motivation

23. Strange habits? Strange? Idk if it’s strange but I’m constantly twiddling with the hem of my sleeves bc I love the feeling of it

24. Favorite crystal? Citrine 

25. First song you remember hearing? WH- bitch idk tf

26. Favorite activity to do in warm weather? Stay tf inside in the air conditioning

27. Favorite activity to do in cold weather? Stay tf inside in the heat

28. Five songs to describe you? To describe me?? Girl idk I'm all over the place. How about songs that resonate with me instead,,, Alive by Khalid, Paranoid by Lauv, Phobia by Dvwn, Fake Smile by Ariana Grande, and Breathin by Ariana Grande

29. Best way to bond with you? Truly I'm not very difficult to get along with, just don't be an asshole. Talk to me about psychology, current events, say Soobin is the cutest to exist idk it's not that hard

30. Places that you find sacred? I- hm. I'm not like a church person or anything so idk. Maybe just anything really old or places with very detailed and unique architecture

31. What outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names? I don't own many clothes,,, let alone nice clothes. I also don't really dress to impress I'd much rather be comfortable

32. Top five favorite vines? Oh god if I h a d to pick???? The lipstick in the Valentino bag, they were roommates, it's an avocado- thaaanks, jared 19, and uh,,, zach stooppp you're gonna get in trouble

33. Most used phrase in your phone? Tbh it's probably "girl what-" or "no bc"

34. Advertisements you have stuck in your head? That 877-CASH-NOW ONE JFC

35. Average time you fall asleep? Between 11pm-1am

36. What is the first meme you remember ever seeing? Probably the troll face one or smth

37. Suitcase or duffel bag? Suitcase

38. Lemonade or tea? I mix them together!

39. Lemon cake or lemon meringue pie? Lemon meringue pie bc I don't really like cake

40. Weirdest thing to ever happen at your school? Y'all I- went to a hs/college mixed school,, I've seen it all. Weirdest?? Idk but one weird thing I remember was when we were making whistles in art and some dude made a penis whistle 😭

41. Last person you texted? My best friend :))

42. Jacket pockets or pants pockets? Jacket pockets

43. Hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket? Hoodie 100%

44. Favorite scent for soap? I love soaps that smell like soap. Like ok duh I know that sounds dumb but yk what I mean? I don't want lemon or mint or whatever, I like the plain soap smell

45. Which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero? Fantasy

46. Most comfortable outfit to sleep in? Oversized t-shirt, no pants. I question anyone that is comfortable sleeping with pants on-

47. Favorite type of cheese? Feta!

48. If you were a fruit, what kind would you be? I feel like I'd be a pineapple and I have no clue why

49. What saying or quote do you live by? Not necessarily a quote but more of a thought: live for yourself, enjoy each day, do what gives you joy

50. What made you laugh the hardest you ever have? I have had so many instances in which I have laughed so hard I peed and to even attempt to name one is impossible

51. Current stresses? Making sure my family gets their vaccines and stays safe

52. Favorite font? I don't think I have one? Anything except comic sans

53. What is the current state of your hands? What does this even mean 💀 I mean,, they're holding my phone, cold, and my nails are unpolished

54. What did you learn from your first job? That people are assholes but I'm capable of not giving a fuck bc life is not that damn serious

55. Favorite fairy tale? Is The Three Little Pigs considered a fairy tale?

56. Favorite tradition? Putting up the Christmas tree with my mom :( it's always a lot of fun

57. The three biggest struggles you’ve overcome? Depression, grief, and hopefully one day- smth I'm currently dealing with

58. Four talents you’re proud of having? Makeup!! But also: singing, crying on command, and tying cherry stems with my tongue

59. If you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be? Sick of these bitches

60. If you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be? I don't watch anime so idk

61. Favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.? It's this line from Eleanor & Park: "Eleanor was right: She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something."

62. Seven characters you relate to? Holy hell, 7?? Probably won't get that many but hm,,, Darlene from Roseanne, Hermione from Harry Potter, Emily from Pretty Little Liars maybe?? Idk I suddenly blanked

63. Five songs that would play in your club? As if it's Your Last by BP, anything from SHINee, anything from Ariana, also anything Rihanna, just a bunch of women tbh

64. Favorite website from your childhood? FUCKING WEBKINZ BRO

65. Any permanent scars? I have a few on my arms idk where they came from tbh, I also have one on my hand from my sister 🧍🏻‍♀

66. Favorite flower(s)? Sunflowers!!! I also really love lilacs 💔

67. Good luck charms? My dog's collar that I wear as a bracelet

68. Worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried? Licorice-

69. A fun fact that you don’t know how you learned? It takes repeating a piece of information 12 times at random to memorize it completely

70. Left or right handed? Right

71. Least favorite pattern? Fucking chevron- and realistic camo, and anything with the American flag

72. Worst subject? Yall im awful at history. American history, world history, all of it-

73. Favorite weird flavor combo? Either pickles and peanut butter or cheese and grapes

74. At what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen? I'm stubborn but also always in pain so I've become numb to a lot of body pains. I have to be at like a 7-8 before I take smth otherwise I'd always be taking it

75. When did you lose your first tooth? I was probably like 5 I was definitely in Kindergarten

76. What’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)? I fw baked potatoes

77. Best plant to grow on a windowsill? I have a love for succulents

78. Coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store? Oh my- I don't drink coffee but coffee from a gas station

79. Which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo? Driver's license for sure

80. Earth tones or jewel tones? Jewel tones

81. Fireflies or lightning bugs? I say both,, but I think I say lightning bugs more

82. PC or console? PC

83. Writing or drawing? Both

84. Podcasts or talk radio? Podcasts definitely

84. Barbie or polly pocket? Barbie

85. Fairy tales or mythology? Fairy tales

86. Cookies or cupcakes? C o o k i e s

87. Your greatest fear? Losing people I love

88. Your greatest wish? To live comfortably and be a great mother

89. Who would you put before everyone else? My family

90. Luckiest mistake? Guessing on 90% of a test and getting an A 💀

91. Boxes or bags? Bags are easier to carry-

92. Lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights? Fairy lights!!

93. Nicknames? Sam, Sammi, my sister calls me Sams, my best friend calls me Bub, and my gf calls me Baby if that counts- 👀

94. Favorite season? Fall omg it's gorgeous and has perfect temperatures

95. Favorite app on your phone? ✨tumblr✨

96. Desktop background? Its literally a pic of Soobin, Taehyun, and Beomgyu

97. How many phone numbers do you have memorized? Like 4-5

98. Favorite historical era? The one where white people learn their fucking place and stop being racist, homophobic, classist, sexist, all the -ists and -phobics,,,, so none. Fuck history :))

[jcamilov06]

50 questions game!

I was tagged by @itsjuliak5​, thank you so much :D

1) What is the color of your hairbrush? Black.

2) Name a food you never eat? Anything with celery, it’s the only vegetable I could never eat.

3) Are you typically too warm or too cold? You mean like body temperature-wise? then warm, I guess.

4) What were you doing 45 mins ago? hmm watching some nba highlights.

5) What’s your favorite candy bar? I like all of them, but let’s say Twix, sure!

6) Have you ever been to a professional sports game? no, I was planning on going to my first Deportivo Cali game, along with a friend, but then 2020 happened :/

7) What was the last thing you said out loud? “VAMOS PHILLY!! ESE ES MI QUATERBACK!!” (I was watching the eagles game, and Carson Wentz went rushing and diving for the tying touchdown)

8) What is your favorite ice cream? Macadamia, brownie, or here that is called “tropical lemon”

9) What was the last thing you had to drink? (andean) blackberry juice.

10) Do you like your wallet? It’s alright, I used to have one my mom gave me as gift, but it got stolen :/

11) What was the last thing you ate? I’m eating potato and plantain chips as I’m writing this loool

12) Did you buy any new clothing last weekend? no

13) What’s the last sporting event you watched? Green Bay Packers vs. New Orleans Saints, sunday night footballn’t

14) What is your favorite flavor of popcorn? with lots of salt, although I also like them mixed with some caramel popcorn

15) Who was the last person you sent a text to? a friend from Uni

16) Ever go camping? Yes, when I was little, with my dad and my sister.

17) Do you take your vitamins? I don’t take vitamins, but after being this long without going outside, I think I should start taking some.

18) Do you regularly attend a place of worship? no

19) Do you have a tan? no, I don’t like it, I could end up looking like a carrot or something 😅

20) Do you prefer Chinese or pizza? Pizza!!!

21) Do you drink soda through straws? no

22) What color socks do you usually wear? either black or white, or a mix of both colors (not like different socks though, you know what I mean)

23) Do you ever drive above the speed limit? I don’t drive .___.

24) What terrifies you? The realization of me being stuck on my plans, and starting to lose my closest ones.

25) Look to you left, what do you see? my bed, plus a mess of things on it I should probably organize before it’s too late.

26) What chore do you hate the most? cleaning the bathroom(?) idk, it takes sooooo long 😩

27) What do you think when you hear an Australian accent? “ohh cool 👀”

28) What’s your favorite soda? Ginger Ale, with Sprite as 2nd best.

29) Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? hmm I guess I either go inside, or order on the phone.

30) What’s your favorite number? 15, 27 and 86

31) Who’s the last person you talked to? my mom, encoutered each other in the kitchen, looking for food 😅

32) Favorite cut of beef? I guess sirloin of ribs, why is this even here?

33) Last song you listened to? “She’s Hearing Voices” by Bloc Party

34) Last book you read? Chapinero by Andrés Ospina

35) Favorite day of the week? Friday

36) Can you say the alphabet backwards? sure :D

37) How do you like your coffee? Hot and black americano, with no sugar at all :D sooo good!

38) Favorite pair of shoes? my black and grey adidas

39) Time you normally get up? 7:30 - 8:00 a.m. (I don’t know why or how 😅)

40) Do you prefer sunrise or sunset? sunsets

41) Describe your kitchen plates? white and round  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

42) How many blankets on your bed? only one, two if it is a “cold” night.

43) Describe your kitchen at the moment? pretty normal, needs to be organized in the back because my mom was cleaning up.

44) Do you have a favorite alcoholic drink? Beer (lager or stout), and rum.

45) Do you play cards? I used to play poker, solitaire but not as much recently

46) What color is your car? there’s no car .___. 

47) Can you change a tire? sure, it could take me a while though.

48) Favorite state? I’m not from the U.S. but if I’d have to choose one, I’d say either Oregon or Ohio.

49) Favorite job you’ve had? It got tiresome at the end but the one as electrical maintenance in a medical products company.

50) Tagging: @buddyhollyscurls, @turnsthepages, @habemus-sea, @vodeaare, @flaneuriste, @pepgabbyiola, @hopelesscrawl and @kalykemoon (only if you want to, of course! after all, it quite a loooong tag)