#whatever you wanna call this hahah

[mojowitchcraft]

Eddie coming into Scoops is my favourite flavour 🍦⚓️

[cheemken]

Just curious, why do you go by Knight and not by King if a lot of anons already call you King and you draw yourself as a king?

Good question—

I honestly don't know hahaha

Then again ig I'm just used to Knight, like how I'm honestly still used to Rei, but hey at this point might as well also go by King too hahah

Y'all can just use any name there really, I don't mind, I'm just vibing hahah

[bindeds]

⊹・° ｡ㅤ BOYFRIEND VOX / LUCIFER / ALASTOR X FEM READER HEADCANONS ! — now i know alastor is aroace so i am once again making a post that acknowledges that as much as possible, meaning his headcanons can also be seen as platonic and his nsfw section doesn’t involve him engaging in the act of sex. i also made an aroace friendly headcanons post on alastor if you wanna check that out!

contains nsfw (+18) and it will be in a separate section <3 please credit me if you use these gifs!

mlist. request status.

VOX.

this man pampers the SHIT out of you and you cannot tell me otherwise. if you’re out walking in the streets of hell and you so much as look at a branded purse for a second longer than usual, it’s in your hands within the next five seconds. same goes for literally anything—clothes, shoes, sunglasses, books, anything you could want that isn’t a gadget, because he already gives you his latest models—only the finest for his girl.

he teleports to your phone screen whenever you ignore him, and you don’t tell him that you find it particularly endearing. the way he’s just so whiny for your attention that he’d act all petty and crash all your apps so you’re forced to look him in the face.

has the most funniest fucking pet names for you i just KNOW IT HAHA like think shrek’s prince charming. i just know that when you call him from a different room he’d definitely say shit like “just a second honey kisses!” like HAHAH I CAN’T GET THIS OUT OF MY HEAD

DEFINITELY loves having you sit on his lap while he works. i just know this man is a thigh grabber.

he loves when you dress in sweater vests, preferably in brighter colors but it’s cute when you use more muted colors as well.

relating back to my first point, this man loves taking you to extravagant AND I MEAN extravagant dates. i imagine one of them would be getting the both of you a literal floating table in the red skies of hell so you can see the entire pentagram from where you dine. he would have the food freshly delivered from the finest chefs he knows but he also seems like the type who would forget your favorite food, then demand that the food switched out with a snap of his fingers.

i’m judging this purely off of ‘stayed gone’ but he has a TON of terrible jokes up his sleeves, and they border on dad jokes at this point. you simply roll your eyes and kiss him for being so silly.

i just know this man comes home to you and WHINES. like, no matter what it is, he’ll always have something to complain about from work and you’re happy to listen to him bitch and moan about the smallest things ever. he also lays down on your lap and you to rub his shoulders and console him, whatever it is. you know he appreciates it because he usually always responds with something along the lines of “you’re right, baby, i do push myself too hard!” and you coo at him while continuing to console him further.

VOX NSFW !

i know he definitely gets irritated when someone interrupts his work but would be so into having sex on the job, and even loves ignoring calls from the vees for you. but of course doing it one too many times has its consequences, and he laughs nervously the one time he backs out. i can just imagine him going, “oh, haha, uh—sorry baby, i uh—listen i know we usually—it’s—FUCK um—just—just five minutes okay baby?”

i know this man’s hickeys feel like tiny zaps on your skin, and the marks reflect that instead of bruises

regarding the ‘sitting on his lap’ thing … you tried riding his thigh once and he DID NOT like that. seconds after you were sitting on his cock, crying his name from how he was just pumping into you mercilessly.

“still wanna tease me on my own fucking thigh, sweetie?” he clicks his tongue and grunts right after, his hands on your waist was enough to leave bruises.

that being said, he makes sure valentino never catches sight of you. the things you do to this man is beyond anything he could have thought and somehow, he feels uneasy at the fact that the way you have sex with him was DEFINITELY porn worthy and the thought of you being on camera in that way makes him want to wrap all of himself around you like a blanket to cover you from all of hell.

LUCIFER.

ironically, this man does NOT give you the world. instead, he gives you casual nights out turned into nights where you share all your secrets with him, and he tells you everything might not be okay now, or ever, but whatever it is, he’ll be right there with you. think going to your favorite diners, cruising and carpooling along the quieter side of hell, screaming at the top of your lungs. this man is all about authenticity. he wants the bond, not the experience.

that doesn’t mean he doesn’t spoil you every now and then—he definitely does research on the best bars in the ring and takes you out every month during your monthsaries and gets you at least 10 different gifts—half of which are little trinkets you and him picked up from your little adventures together.

unironically so fucking good at picking out jewelry for you. you don’t know how he does it, but every time you both visit a jewelry store, you always pick out necklaces and rings and he always comes to you with pieces that just look way more stunning on you. he always insists on being the one to slip the rings onto your fingers or chain the necklaces at the back of your neck, and he always flies up to do it.

he sometimes visits you as a bird and flies through your window. you like stroking his little cheek and it always causes him to transform suddenly which catches you off guard, and he uses this opportunity to kiss you.

he makes rubber duckies modeled after you!! all of them have different outfits from all the times you spend together.

forehead touches. so important for him, he does it so often and it’s nothing short of endearing.

this man COOKS and he COOKS WELL. every now and then when you both stay home he always whips up five-star restaurant grade steak for you, same goes for his carbonara, fish and chips, ramen, fried rice, stew—whatever it is, he loves making it with his own two hands and loves cooking for you.

lucifer makes his own clothes seeing as his hat has a gold snake and an apple on it which only really related to him, and he also has a unique circus vibe to his clothing. he made his clothes out of magic but after meeting you he wanted to get into sewing to make you something from scratch.

LUCIFER NSFW !

i absolutely agree with a lot of lucifer stans on him being a definite switch BUT i just know that if this man tops, he tops HARD. i mean, we’re talking about the angel who successfully seduced not just the FIRST WOMAN to ever exist, but the SECOND TOO. WHILE SHE WAS LOYAL TO ADAM. I FEEL LIKE THAT SPEAKS FOR ITSELF

he’d definitely do a multitude of things while trying out a few kinks to see just what kind of top flusters you. if you like service tops, he found out when he insisted on fingering you right after he’d brought you to orgasm with his tongue. dominant top? he found out when he crawled on top of you and said, “take it off for me, lovely.” all while leaving a trail of hickeys all from your jaw all the way down to your collarbone. the list goes on.

no matter if he tops or bottoms, this man begs, and its especially orgasm-worthy when he does it as a bottom. you’re riding him to your own climax and he’s close too and he goes, “ohhh god fuck please let me cum honey—let me cum please fuck! can i cum can i cum my love? i won’t until you say so oh fuck please baby—”

he knows when you’re pent up. apparently you give of a certain set of cues through body language only he sees and he’s observed it from you in all sorts of situations; going out with friends, sitting in bed with a book, tapping a pencil to your lip—it doesn’t matter what you’re doing. he can tell. and he never tells you how.

seeing as he usually has to fly up to kiss you on the lips, he takes every opportunity he has in bed just to kiss you. he could be going so damn rough on you that the neighbors can hear and he’d still be making out with you so damn hard.

definitely prides himself on cunnilingus. i know everyone mentions this because of the v he made to his lips but it just makes sense for him to do that if he’s good at it! he becomes a grunting, begging, whimpering mess when you suck him off but when he eats you out? you compare it to how restaurants have a signature dish—lucifer’s is whatever miracles he can perform with his tongue.

ALASTOR.

i think this is obvious because he literally hosts possibly the most famous radio broadcast in the entire ring, but this man has a way with words.

“to put it simply my dear, i just never thought the stars could walk on dirty streets, let alone ones that belong in hell,” he sighs with an almost dreamy tone to it as he rested chin on his knuckles, leaning closer to you from the other side of the table with his elbow propped up on it. “but it seems you’re living proof of that.”

you took that as his way of explaining his aromanticism and asexuality to you, even if he isn’t fully aware of those terms yet.

“how did a lovely thing like you end up with a gruesome animal such as myself?”

nonetheless, you and him are partners and he owns it, even if he’ll never admit that it is daunting for someone who has never felt this way about anyone else before. someone who has never liked anyone romantically before. he owns it because he doesn’t want the one person he’s ever loved to slip from his grasp. not when he was just so used to getting what he wants using his own bare hands.

seeing as he is aroace, he doesn’t kiss you directly on the lips but hugs you all the time and maybe kisses cheek-to-cheek.

he listens to your gossip and even arranges dates for you both to properly get together and just dish. he gossips back sometimes too, but not too much as he feels like that would be like treating you like the other friends he has. he’d rather spend this time he has with you focusing on, well, you, not other people’s foolish mistakes. but he sees how excited you are to tell him these things sometimes so, he listens still.

regularly slow dances with you, especially to old romantic songs the both of you like. it’s one of the rare times physical contact doesn’t feel foreign to him as he’s danced with many women, and he actually finds it endearing when you press your head on his chest. it shows that you feel safe around him, and that’s the best thing that could happen for him when you’re dating one of the most feared and powerful overlords in hell.

always does house chores with you even though he could use his powers to just speed up the process. something about cleaning up together just feels so intimate to him compared to physical touch.

ALASTOR NSFW !

he hates being touched, no question about that—but he also doesn’t like to see you pent up. he understands that everyone has their own desires, however filthy they might be—but your own are as good as sacred. you’re the one thing he treasures beyond all others and just as you can’t change the fact that he’s aroace, he can’t change the fact that you have needs.

so he comes up with something just for you; he asks if it would help if he talked you through it. praising or degrading you, whichever you prefer. telling you how much he misses having your hands on his, feeling you close to him. when he says this, he imagines you both dancing as you usually do, but of course, as you masturbate, you’re thinking of something else. this happens when he’s not in the room but he leaves his mic behind to act as a phone for the both of you.

“are you close, love? will you finish for me?” “y-yes …” “good girl.”

i imagine after a while of being with him, he would have seen you naked a few times on accident but he brushes it off well because there’s never anything sexual tied to it. so, when he is in the room while you get off, he’d use his powers to have a glowing green chain around your neck as he pulls your face closer to his.

“do you like it when i do this to you, hm? tell me just how much you relish being my good girl.”

[thedoctorisgroovy]

I come bearing a request!

Spencer Reid x Male reader who's just joined the BAU, but suffers from mild hallucinations. It's not enough to impede on their ability to work, but they still keep it a secret and don't get it diagnosed out of fear of losing his job or being treated differently by the team.

But then Spencer notices him taking pictures of empty spaces to confirm they're actually empty or maybe even talking himself down from an episode when he thinks no one's around. a nice little hurt comfort yknow?

Thanks so much for the request, I hope you like it! It got a little away from me and is longer than I planned hahah. I ended up writing this in first person, so even though it's x reader it's a lot of "I did etc." Use of he/him pronouns, readers describes themself as a crazy man at one point. 18+ MDNI! Spencer is a sweetie in this, I wanna give reader a hug.

Warnings: proceed with caution please, mention of schizophrenia (reference to Diana), physical hallucinations, creature type hallucinations, reader is afraid but also makes jokes about their condition, spencer's addiction issue, mention of dilaudid use, mention of injection, angst, HAPPY ENDING I PROMISE!.

Words: 1,285

I stood in the elevator, heart pounding and sweating slightly trying to calm myself down after the difficult morning I had been faced with. My “friends”- as I call them - had decided to join me during my morning routine and send my mind into chaos and fear. I’d only been with the BAU for a few weeks and hadn’t quite settled into the confusing hours of when to eat or sleep, so my morning was filled with rushing around trying to get ready for the day. It started off as fleeting movement out the corner of my eye, which I tried to ignore. I was used to the peripheral figures, and groaned sarcastically trying to show my brain that I wasn’t interested this morning.

“What? I’m busy!” I shouted towards nothing in particular, hoping my brain would get the message. It wasn’t until I turned towards the mirror by the door, checking that I was presentable before leaving. All it took was the grin appearing behind me in the mirror before grabbing my bag and bolting out the front door, essentially running down the street to work.

I pushed the glass door to the bullpen open and froze in my tracks, seeing the figure sat at my desk chair, grinning at me. I turned and sprinted down the hall, looking for somewhere, anywhere safe to hide. I barrelled into a filing closet, slammed the door behind me and slid down the wall opposite, tucking my knees into my chest and rocking to self soothe. There was a determined but light knocking at the door and I heard Spencer call my name. I didn’t respond - couldn’t respond at first, convinced that it wasn’t him. It was whatever that thing was trying to trick me.

“How do I know it’s really you?!” I shouted out, the panic in my voice apparent.

“You once told the team that your favourite movie is Star Wars: A New Hope, but you later told me that it’s actually Disney’s The Lion King you just didn’t want to admit it to everyone.” He affirmed through the door, luckily convincing my brain enough to allow him entry. I mumbled through sobs that he could come in and he flew towards me, shutting the door a little too forcefully by accident.

“Hey hey, it’s okay. You’re safe, it’s just me and you here.” Spencer soothed gently, crouching down to my eye level and placing his hand on my knee. We sat for a few minutes in silence while I tried to regulate my breathing, him rubbing small circles on my knee. When the panic had subsided, Spencer spoke up again.

“Do you want to tell me what’s going on? You don’t have to, but you’d be surprised at the things I’ve dealt with myself.” I laughed quietly at his statement. Not because I was surprised or to be dismissive but because I did actually believe him. In the brief time I had spent with him - talking with him around the bullpen and being partnered on cases together - there was something in his eyes that showed a similar depth and pain to my own. Even though I barely knew Spencer, I felt like I could trust him. He seemed like the kind of person to take your secrets to his grave if you needed him to. If anyone on the team was to understand, he would. I sniffed and tried to steady myself, placing my hands flat on the cold tiled floor. I used the sharpness of the cold stinging my hands to ground myself and muster up some courage to explain what was going on. I tried to meet his eyes but in one swift flick, shame took over my body and forced my gaze down into my lap instead.

“I see things.. sometimes. I don’t know what they’re called or why, but I do. And they scare the shit out of me, man! I know I’m supposed to be this big tough FBI agent who takes down the bad guys, but when the bad guys are in my head too, it freaks me out.” I laugh again almost incredulously, not believing that I’m admitting this out loud and that to Spencer, I must’ve looked like a crazy man just ranting at his crotch. I tried once more to look up at him, and was met with his head tilted 45 degrees in confusion but compassion in his eyes.

“I’ve never been diagnosed with anything or told anyone because I didn’t wanna blow my chance at getting this job, or lose it once I got it. I’ve been therapy a few times in the past and they said it was due to childhood trauma that I can’t remember. I’m not crazy Reid I promise. And it doesn’t affect my job, it just gets overwhelming sometimes. Please man, you can’t tell Emily or the others.” I pleaded with him, tears starting to form again, breath hitching in my throat. Spencer switched from crouching to cross legged on the floor.

“You know, many years ago, I was kidnapped by an Unsub. His name was Tobias Hankel. He tortured me by injecting me with a narcotic called Dilaudid and it made me hallucinate. I was addicted to it and even though the hallucinations scared or upset me, I couldn’t stop. So even though it’s not the same, I know what it’s like to be afraid of your own mind. My mother has schizophrenia and I was afraid for many years that I would develop it too. I saw how she suffered and she didn’t want to get help, but she did and she’s doing better now.” He paused, stopping himself from rambling.

“I’m sorry you’re dealing with this.” Wow. He wasn’t kidding when he said he’d dealt with a lot. His words caused an emotional rollercoaster to unlock inside my head. Grateful that he understood, pity that he dealt with such harsh things, hopeful that because he and his mother were healthy that I could be too, and vulnerable after exposing my truth. His question brought me back down to earth.

“Is this why you’ve been taking pictures around the room sometimes?” He asked softly - almost in a whisper but inquisitively. I nodded solemnly and sighed.

“It’s to prove to myself that there’s nothing there. If my eyes see it but the camera doesn’t, then it’s in my head.” Spencer thought for a moment before speaking.

“Okay here’s what we’re gonna do.” I rolled my eyes at him, ever the pragmatist. “I won’t tell Emily or anyone else if you promise me to get some sort of help. I don’t believe you’re crazy, but this is clearly upsetting you and as my friend I don’t want to see you hurting. If you end up getting a diagnosis or medication, we’ll cross that bridge together when it comes okay? But for now, I can help you find someone professional to talk to.” He stood up and stretched his legs quickly before extending his hand towards me and pulled me up into a hug. I wasn’t used to hugs from the team, let alone self proclaimed germaphobe Spencer, but I allowed myself to relax into it. We left the filing closet and returned to our desks, pretending that nothing had happened. He rummaged through his desk, pulling out a singular business card and leaning over to drop it in front of me. ”Dr Katherine Reynolds. MD - Therapist.”

We exchanged smiles before attending to the mountain of paperwork awaiting completion. The “friends” I’d made may not go away any time soon, but I was happy to add Spencer to my list of positive ones.

[yanguazalie]

L'il bro trying to humor Big bro during his community service sentence (or whatever you wanna call it). Someone's cranky. But his tea water is still heating so he can't relax anyway :T

"I found these shiny shorts in the 'discontinued' pile in the shed. I don't see why, they definitely brighten MY day! Hahahe... Lou don't I look ridiculous-"

"You look STUPID."

*sad rabbit noises*

[heatherra]

Hey. Serious post. Trigger warning for sexualization of minors.

Yes. This is about Scepterno. Of course it's about Scepterno. I am not going to censor his name, because everyone should know what is going on with him.

He has responded to my post about him, where I said he was actively talking about Alenoah nsfw. I am going to respond to that.

Let's talk!

"i have seen the Posts and im laughing very hard HAHAH not only is Noah a fictional character, he is canonically 19 in the show. and is around my age. even if he werent.... i dont care. cuz he's fake. i can do whatever i want to him because hes not real. yall need to go outside and find some real problems to talk about. this is just plain sad !!!"

This is a serious issue. You want to know why? Because it has been proven multiple times that fiction DOES in fact affect reality. This is a very serious issue. The Total Drama Fandom has a lot of kids in it. Total Drama is a show for children. Children can find your very public blog, see you talking on public about alenoah nsfw, and they will normalize it. You wanna know how I know this? Because I've experienced this myself! Children stumble upon things that they're not supposed to see! You are coming into a space that is filled with minors, because this is a TV show for CHILDREN, and you are talking about these minors characters in a way that is messed up. I am scared for the minors that will see your post.

"PLEASE. guys. please. grow up. im begging you to stop worrying about the imaginary rights of FICTIONAL CHARACTERS. genuinely. for you own mental health. please find real issues to worry about in life. have fun. stop torturing yourself with drama that doesnt matter. at all. youre going to make fandom an absolutely miserable place if all you do is scream and tantrum over what other people do with what are essentially TOYS"

I am worried about the the fucking children. About the VERY REAL children. And you know what? "Stop torturing yourself with drama that doesnt matter." Then why even address it in the first place? If it doesn't matter, why make a long angry post about it? Fandom is supposed to be a fun place. Fandom is supposed to be where you go and talk about your favorite show and post little things that you think about the media. Me "screaming" and throwing a "tantrum" is because you are coming into this space and making it a nasty place to be. Minors are not safe with you in the space.

"you do not care about morality you care about getting attention and feeling more powerful by bringing others down."

Here's my take. People have immoral thoughts about things. That's part of being human. But when you act on said thoughts, and post about it on the internet on your very public blog where everyone can see when they look you up, and you don't even have it tagged or anywhere stated on your blog that you don't want minors following, that's the part that I am shaming. There is something wrong with you for you to post something like that, and not even try to hide it from minor's eyes. I care about the people in this fandom. I am trying to keep people safe from people like you.

And now, the tags.

"I draw [noah] short because size difference is sexy and noah has short king energy."

Height headcanons are fine. But the fact that you are brining size difference into this? A kink? Yes, you are an adult, I'm a fucking adult. We have things that we are into, but you bringing it into this space where children are, that's where the problem is. You are not tagging it, you are posting it on your very popular and public account, where I do not doubt for a second that minors follow you.

"I want you to really self reflect on why your so quick to see a gay man and call him a predator"

I DIDNT EVEN FUCKING KNOW YOU WERE GAY.

I am gay myself. I am not calling your a predator for you being gay. I NEVER FUCKING SAID THAT. I am calling you a creep for fucking talking about alenoah nsfw! I am calling you a creep for drawing nsfw of minors! I am calling you a creep for drawing incest art! Using this "It's because I'm gay" defense, it doesn't fucking make sense! No where have I ever said you're weird because you're gay. You are a fucking creep for talking about alenoah like that.

I am begging everyone to unfollow, block, and get this person off the platform. They are not welcomed here.

[goldstargloww]

transcript:

background info: during mcc pride 23, martyn reads a chat message thanking the mods yes! yeah yeah yeah, BIG big thank you to my mods tonight, for um, keeping chat clear

anybody who's been coming in this evening, if they're still lurking or whatever else, and you've been coming in like, "[mocking gibberish noises]", like just saying random homophobic shit

you're a fuckin loser. like, honest to god, like- and i say that, hahah, sincerely. like- you need that bluntness and that harshness to give you a wake-up call, but you are lacking compassion currently. you are lacking compassion and understanding and love. you are wasting your finite moments on this planet by being horrible.

and as much as like, you know, i wouldn't say that you're awful, i do sympathize that people are products of their environments for the most part but you can change and you should change. so, if you can, you don't even have to take time to like, read, or learn, or do any of that sort of stuff in relation to these topics, just. don't say anything, yknow what i mean? like you just don't need to go and spout horribleness.

nobody's out to get you, nobody's out to convert you, nobody's out to do xyz, people just wanna love who they love and they wanna live their lives, and they wanna enjoy the same minecraft event that you do, they wanna go and see the same films you do, they wanna watch sports, they wanna cook food, they wanna do paintings. all of it. like. literally. what they like to do, behind closed doors or even out in public, it genuinely shouldn't concern you.

like, it shouldn't take some kind of world shaking or near death experience for you to have this epiphany. that's all i'm tryna say, like, you really need to understand that, yknow, you could be doing something so much more productive.

yknow what, even if you are, like, a mega sweat, instead of spending time coming to people's livestream chats and saying xyz, why don't you go get good at the game? why don't you go get good at something, like, develop a skill or a talent, or, you know what i mean? like, if you wanna be heard, if you wanna be seen, and whatever else, if you're doing it purely for attention, make people pay attention but for the right reasons. that's my take on it. it's just- it's just not necessary. it really isn't. so, there you go.

yeah, develop a personality, at the moment you are genuinely like, reducing yourself, unfairly so, to being just like a toxic soundboard that's not saying anything different to all the other people that are devoid of all their unique traits and personality. you don't want your mark on this earth to be just like other people. be unique, but for good reasons. be unique by contributing something. something that'll last not even to the whole world, not everybody has to remember you, but make sure the people that're around you will remember you for really lovely reasons. really good reasons. that's all you can do. so, there you go.

you can be funny without being discriminatory, a hunnndred percent, yeah! hundred percent you can. i'm just funny with doing stupid puns and breaking the fourth wall every so often. that's my niche.

[unrelated, doing parkour: "oh i finally got it, let's go! mmmm… woop! ooh, it's a bit of a neo here.]

so there you go. that's my, that's my little, my little rant against hate.

and for anybody that's just coming in from owen's stream, this is the vibe in here all the time, not the shouting at people, telling them, saying be better be better be better, but, we have one of the most inclusive communities on twitch i feel. we have got people all across the spectrum, all kinds of, um, yknow, sort of representations. and it's just a nice place to be honestly, i genuinely really really am proud of this chat, and the same with the people that i collaborate with as well, people like owen and bek and eloise and oli yknow scott and people like that, like, it's just a good time. it's genuinely a good vibe.

[theslay3d]

Okay okay I have two requests but I’m only sending in one rn but if you wanna hear it then just lmk, or if you can’t do this one for whatever reason. Okay okay so Dionysus x daughter!reader where she’s like just NOT taking Castor’s death well at all like she won’t even leave the cabin and he starts to get really concerned for her especially cause he knows that she was close to him. So then he goes and talks to her about it (and ignores the fact that wine is obviously being made in there…like father like daughter) and just comforts her and she starts to take things one day at a time and she’s slowly gonna be okay? Sorry if this is like confusing or something.

Dionysus x Child!reader

Gender: neutral? i think idk im tired

Warnings: hmm grief

Word count: 847

A/N his i hope you like!! i made it neutral instead i think HAHAH also id love to hear your other idea!! i didn't preread this so there may be mistakes.

You saw your brother Castor die. You were in the middle of fighting when you turned to where he was and saw him go down. You couldn't remember what happened next. The other campers say they saw so many of the enemies go down that they couldn't tell who did it. 

You made it to his body and just stayed there until it was over. Pollux eventually made his way over and you both cried over Castor’s body. A few hours later and it was time for his funeral. You stayed in the back the whole time. You couldn't even bring yourself to do a speech about him. 

You remember seeing Dionysus walking towards you at the end but before he could talk you turned and went to your cabin. 

Pollux was sad too. He stayed at the cabin without moving for about a day until he got up and seemed to go do camp stuff. You wondered how he was able to get up and do stuff without feeling the ache in his chest every time he moved. 

Dionysus sat up from his chair when he saw Pollux walk out from the cabin. He looked to see if you were following but you werent. He got up from his chair and went to go talk to Pollux. 

“Hello, Pollux” 

His son turned. “Hey” 

Dionysus sighed and hesitantly spoke. “A-are you alright?” 

Pollux seemed surprised. His eyebrows raised but he covered his surprise quickly. “No. But Castor wouldn't have wanted us to be like this or to stay in that cabin” He nodded his head towards the cabin and continued. “He would have wanted us to throw parties in his honor and make the others happier” 

Dionysus nodded his head slowly. “I know i am not here for you often but if you ever just want some company you can come to me” 

Dionysus turned to leave when he heard Pollux “Thanks dad” 

That was the first time he ever called him dad.

***Time Skip***

It's been a few days since Castor died and you were still in your cabin. Pollux brought you food each day as you wouldn't get up when the bell rang for any of the food. 

Dionysus noticed that it's been days since you went into the cabin and you haven't come out since. Dinner was just starting and Dionysus noticed that Pollux was at his dinner table alone. He looked to where his cabin was and saw the light inside was on. 

Dionysus got up and started to make a plate of food. Chiron seemed to slow his movements to observe him but Chiron didn't say anything. 

He made the plate of all the food he knew you liked as you usually got the same each day at dinner. He walked to the cabin with the food in his hand and hesitated at the door. Should he knock? it's his cabin but he's rarely in there. 

He decided to knock. “Come in” He heard your voice reply. 

He opened the door and the muted stench of wine hit him. He knew it probably wasn't best to mention it.

He walked in and moved towards your bed. There was a small table next to it so he set the hot food there. You were laying down in the bed with your eyes closed. 

“Dionysus?” 

“Yes, it's me.”

He sat down on the edge of the bed. “I brought food if you're hungry.” 

You sat up and looked at the plate. It had all of your favorites on it. You reached out and brought it to your lap and started eating. 

You ate slowly and Dionysus noticed how your eyes kept flicking to his. Probably wondering why he was still here. 

“I'm sorry” He finally said. 

“It's not your fault” 

“I won't pretend that I know what you're going through. But I once was mortal myself a long time ago. I had friends that I lost when I turned immortal. So i am sorry you have to go through this dear” 

You continued to eat as you listened to him. 

“I hope that you know I am here for you. Even if you just need someone to yell at” 

“Why would I yell at you?” You asked. 

“Sometimes grief can turn to anger. I know that feeling well.” 

You nodded. “Thank you for the food.” 

Dionysus took that as his time to leave. He left and shut the door behind him. 

The next day Dionysus was walking towards the big house when his cabin door opened. You walked out and looked around. You saw him and smiled. 

You walked towards him and you both started walking to the big house. “Thank you for what you said last night. I really needed that” 

“Of course” He nodded. 

“I'm gonna try for him” 

He knew you meant Castor and he let himself smile just a little. 

“He would be happy that you are.” 

“Thanks…dad” You turned and walked to where Pollux was. 

His lips twitched again and he watched as you and Pollux walked off together. 

[bellzsad]

i have no idea how chat noir nor ladybug never brings up how lonely chat was in season four.

he felt like he was being replaced. he created a completely new identity just to talk to ladybug with a fresh start. and it’s just never talked about again?

the only time ladybug really acknowledges it is in the earlier season, if i can recall, season three, where chat noir was feeling replaced and she said something along the lines of “you know you’re irreplaceable, chat noir.” and that was sweet. but when he truly feels like he’s being replaced, there’s no conversation about it. like.. why?

and then there’s the season four finale. chat noir comforts ladybug after losing the miraculous so easily that it makes me confused. his ass was being ignored the majority of season four, he barely did anything, his connection with ladybug was weakening, and he was able to give her a supportive hug and make her worries go away. i mean, not that i wouldn’t comfort lb in that situation, i totally would, but it just astonishes me to see how easily chat was able to get over all that. i would’ve for sure held some sort of a grudge afterwards when things were camer, for sure HAHAH..

but anyways, i feel for chat. or adrien. whatever you wanna call him. he suffered for a whole ass season and still is the sweet, kind-hearted, cinnamon roll, sunshine boy that we started with. if that were me, i would’ve been balling my eyes out every night.

[vivaladicamillo]

I GOTCHU WITH THE WRITER'S BLOCK... okay, so an imagine (or whatever you prefer) of the reader doing dumb shit with bam and ry as teenagers

DOING DUMB SHIT WITH TEEN!RYAN DUNN AND BAM MARGERA!

ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS IDEA!!!! thank u so much for requesting this bro ive had writers block for so long but now ppl are sending in requests im forcing myself to write soooo, yea!!! enjoy!!!

WARNINGS: dumb decisions, some teen drinking, teens just doing stupid shit in general

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ok so u, bam and ryan were CRAZY in highschool

the three of u used to get into trouble every day

theres been multiple incidents for u guys having to run from the police

lets set the scene

you bam and ryan got a little too drunk at a house party once

not ur guys fault the punch was spiked 🤷

the three of u decide to leave the party early, leaving raab, rake and dico to there own accord

then u get a genius idea

ur neighbor has a trampoline AND a pool

u bring up a plan to the guys

“dudes, my neighbor has a trampoline and a pool, u guys wanna sneak in?”

ofc they both agreed

u made it seem like u and this neighbor were decently close

but u literally talked to them once

so the three of u end up jumping ur fence and going into ur neighbors backyard

for hours the three of u went wild

u guys striped down to ur undies (hahah undies) and jumped in the pool, splashing and just fucking with eachother

bams doing backflips from the trampoline into the pool

you and ryan are giggling and jumping into the pool

everything went so fast the next thing u knew u were running from the cops in ur underwear and sneakers running from the cops

u guys hid out in a bush, getting all scratched up and u had to call jess to come pick yall up

it was worth it in the end tho

that happened multiple times but with different reasons why the cops ur chasing u

and when it came to filming stunts and bits

yall 3 always did stupid shit together

ryan, was more of a worrier when it came to u and bam doing stunts

bam, was the encouragement when it came to u and ryan doing stuff (more like enabler)

and you just did anything, stunts, bits, rlly anything that u could do without being sent to the hospital

in school, u and ryan were in a lot of classes together

bam was in some too

then the 3 of u guys were together please pray for that teacher

they are both trying to make u laugh, trying to talk to u, copying off ur papers, literally anything but actually doing the work

u basically live at apes house

u either crash on the couch, bams floor, or one of the guest rooms

u guys are literally just so close its crazy

people either think u and bam are dating, u and ryan are dating or bam and ryan are dating

watching bam skate at the skate park, maybe even filming some shit for him

listening to ryan talk about his haggard ass cars for hours

and them hearing and seeing all ur little hobbies

u like drawing? ryan and bam def show off ur art and have some hanging on their walls

sewing/crochet ? u made them beanies for christmas one year with the cky logo on it and they we’re OBSESSED

yall are just the three musketeers and dont let anyone tell u anything different

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hope yall enjoyed! this idea is so cute and makes me so delulu AUGHWHWLMELE

[fakesimp]

Stealing your Heart ! , With Alban Knox

Warning !

Fluff ; Alban keeps on Teasing you ; Friends to Lovers ; Established Relationship at the end ; Accidental confession

A/n : Oh finally, I wrote for my 2nd Oshi in Noctyx. Oop.

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"Hey hey, (Y/n). Look at this."

How long has he keep on pranking you today? You don't know, but you couldn't stay mad at him. Your sneaky Phantom Thief friend, always make you laugh with him. He have his own way to make you not stay mad at him for long, and right now you know very well he's gonna prank you again.

But you followed him anyway, you're both currently playing Minecraft together. Alban currently on a goofy mood, and you just oblige on doing whatever he wants. Since you, also in a goofy mood too.

And a few minutes after, as you guessed, following Alban in Minecraft leading you to your character dying. And then the call is filled with you and his laughter, "HAHAHA, I GOT YOU, OH- look what do we have here.." he said. As he moved his Minecraft character to your stuff, letting him grab your valuables.

"Don't you dare, Alban." You threatened jokingly, making the thief snickered. "Wanna Bet?" He asked as you saw his character holding, a familiar item in his hand. "Oh no you don't." You said as you immediately rush your character to Alban's, "HAHAH, GOOD LUCK CATCHING ME-"

. . .

After a good 2 hours, of pranking each other and laughing at each other's stupidity. You both finally decided to have a chill in Minecraft, or so you thought,

"(Y/n)," The Phantom Thief called, you hummed in response. "Look at me," he said as he constantly spamming crouch button, "Mhmmm, whaaat?" You said as you look at him.

There's a moment of silence of you both staring at each other, "Okay now what?" You asked making Alban cracked. "I know you like me" he said jokingly, making you sat there speechless. Staring at the screen where Alban's character stood in front of you, jumping around you.

A minute have goes on, and you still haven't said anything. "Hello? Anyone there?" Alban asked as he hits your character, "Ow- hey don't hit me-!" You said as you move your character away. "Then why are you so silentttt" he asked as he followed you, "Oh, is it because you-

. . .

Wait, you.. actually like me?" Alban clicked from the way you went silent after he joked about you liking him, "No! I don't." You lied. But of course he's not convinced, "Are you sure about that." He asked, you hummed. Trying to sound convincing enough for him to stop asking you about it, him noticing that you sounds like you don't want to talk about it he decided to let it go.

. . .

After playing with him for awhile, you both stopped playing and decided to have a little chat before going off. Everything was okay and fun until you remember about what happened in the game you both played, Minecraft.

"I know you like me"

Does he really? But it sounded like a joke when he said that. Maybe you shouldn't think too much about it, but how? When it's the truth. You like him, you do. You want to be his partner, his lover. If that's possible.

And now here you are listening to him talking, while you are also busy thinking about how to confess to him.

"And then- .. (Y/n)? You're silent again, you okay there? Helloooo?" He tried to get your attention, "Mhmm.." you replied unconsciously.

"Are you okay? You've been spacing out quite often these last few minutes even when we played, you know you can go take a rest if you're tired right? Don't force yourself.." Alban said, and at that exact moment you are silent again. Making him more worried, until you spat out three words—

"I like you."

"...huh?"

You didn't even realize you said that out loud, while the man himself is literally calling with you. "You what-" Alban asked in shock. "That's not suppose to happen--" you said as you bury your face in your palms, "Wait wait wait---" he said cutting you off.

"You, like me..?" Alban repeated, making you softly groaned at your own stupidity for saying that three words out loud. "(Y/nnnn)" he called you, "Hmm..." You replied with a hum. "You really, really, like me? Romantically? More than a friend??" Alban repeated his question again. You took a deep breath, and bit your lower lips.

"Y-Yeah.. I, Like you.., Alban. More than e friend.." You hesitantly repeated your confession, Alban went quiet for a moment. The next second you heard shuffling from his side, and then the next second you heard a scream or is it a squeal? You can't tell. It made you jumped a little, this made you question is the confession you did is a good thing or not.

"Alban?" You softly called out to your Phantom Thief friend, "Yeah! I'm okay! Totally fine!" He replied a little bit screaming since he's a bit far from the mic. And the next moment you heard another shuffling from Alban's side, "Are, you okay, I shouldn't have said it yet aren't I-" "NO! NONONO- No, I was, just shocked that's all.." Alban cuts you off again. "I kinda want to see you now.." he whispered, making your face grew hot.

"I- I mean, we can plan on a off collab..! If, you want of course.." You replied, "Yeah! Let's plan one, I want to see your face as I express my feelings too." He said oh-so-casually like it's nothing. "Huh? Wait-" "OH WAIT NO, THAT'S NOT SOMETHING I SHOULD SAY YET-" Alban panicked, "GAAAHH- Ahem-! Uhhh, So-" He tried to change the topic. "Wait no, I can't escape this..." He whispered to himself, and then he cleared his throat.

"(Y/n).. I Like you too, do you, want to be my partner in crime?" He asked you, making your heart flutters at his confession. "Y-yeah.. I want to be your partner in crime." You accepted him, if only you're there by his side.

You could see he is smiling so brightly, face a bit flushed. "Thank you for accepting me.., I can't wait to see you!! Can't wait to hug you too.." he said making you chuckle, "Yeah me too.. so should we plan it next week or?"

"Yep, definitely next week. I want to see my partner in crime. Pepper them with affection!"

"Alban!"

"Hehehe"

Your Phantom Thief friend is now Your Partner in crime, Your beloved Phantom Thief who stole your heart.

He is yours,

And you are his.

©fakesimp

A/n : Alban gonna take 2 weeks off, I hope he takes a good rest, honestly gonna miss him (⁠ ⁠≧⁠Д⁠≦⁠)

I already miss him, dang.

I suppose to post this when my previous writings reached 100 notes, but i don't wanna leave this hanging out in my draft so.. (⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠)

Using Luxiem tags again, incase none of y'all followed Noctyx tags (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

[p4rty4nim4l]

FOUR HAS ME GOING INSANE WHAT IS IT DOING TO ME I WAS GOING NUTS THEN I WENT TO SLEEP ITS 1AM RN ALL I CAN DO IS THINK OF THEM FOUR FOUR FOUR FOUR THATS IT THATS ALL JUST FOUR JUST FOUR STUPID ASS NUMBER I HATE YOU SO MUCH DIE YES HAHA WHAT A LOSER IMAGINE GETTING YOUR ASS WHOOPED BY BRACELETY 😂😂😂😂 GETTING CALLED UGLY BY PENCE PENCE BOY GET YO HIDEOUS ASS OUTTA HERE 🎇🎇🎇🎇🎇

Four oh my god fourururururrurur I love four so much they are so beautiful and wonderful and amazing my only nitpick is WHY DID YOU LET THE CONTESTANTS BEAT YO ASS AND THEN U JUST LET THEM ESCAPE WHEN U WERE MAKING A WHOLE SCENE ABOUT IT!!!! whatever *goes into bfdi universe, runs up to four and goes inside them and becomes the best student and me and four are best friends and I’m like the teachers pet and we smile at eachother and then yap about bfdi forever* I’d never wanna leave why leave that is my dream I love you four from battle for Dream island you are so cute I love youuuurjcjcncbcbccn. HAHAH J BB hAHAHhahaAhah four you make me look crazy BOY WHY U SO CRAZAY?! growls RAAAAHHH!!!!!

[sunshine-overload]

[BSTS] Main Story Season 5 Finale ‘Owner’s Order’ - Part 1

Chapter 1

-starless office-

haseyama: Good grief, this is no joking matter. You seriously planned to manage our expenses like this?

unei: B-but, I kept a record of all the costs and our income. Well, it wasn't me but Takami-san and Kasumi-san that handled it, but the point still stands...

haseyama: Did you even look at the annual plan? If you didn't check it then who will, huh? 

Installing a jukebox, renting out another lesson room and not to mention adding two new cast members. Not a single one of these things was on the plan!

This isn't just an issue of income but an issue with the store management as a whole. You and the temporary management team just did whatever you wanted!

unei: Uu, I'm very sorry...

-iwami walks in-

iwami: Hey hey, isn't that a cruel thing to say to the guy who's been working hard to keep this place afloat during your absence?

unei: Ah, Iwami-san!

haseyama: Why the hell are you here? I don't remember calling for you. You've got no say in this anyway, you're an outsider. So head on home, mister previous owner.

iwami: Hahah, you do have a point there.

-kokuyou walks in-

kokuyou: Oi, Unei, about the next performance—

-he sees haseyama and iwami-

kokuyou: Uh, what's going on here?

unei: I don't know. Boss was scolding me and then Iwami-san decided to drop by.

kokuyou: That so? Well, good luck with that, I'll just talk to you later.

-kokuyou tries to leave-

nekome: C'mon Kokuyou, no need to leave so soon.

kokuyou: How come you're here?

nekome: Hmm, who knows. I just came to see what Kou-san was up to. Also I feel bad seeing Unei-kun getting in trouble, you should help him out, Kokuyou.

kokuyou: Why should I?

iwami: Whether you want to help or not is irrelevant, you should hear what I have to say too, Kokuyou. Haseyama, I've come here to propose a bit of a fun game to you.

haseyama: Fun game?

iwami: Nostalgic, is it not? It's like the time you snatched the rights to Starless away from me.

kokuyou: What are you talking about?

haseyama: Don't speak so disrespectfully or you'll piss of Mister Starless over here. I obtained the rights to Starless in a perfectly fair deal, we exchanged written contracts and did everything by the books.

Or what? Don't tell me you want to take the store back? It's a bit late for that, don't you think?

iwami: I don't have the means to do that. Starless is your store. However, you still haven't been able to find what you've been searching for these past five years, have you?

haseyama: ...I have no idea what you're blabbering about. C'mon now, outsiders shouldn't be in this office, out out.

iwami: Say, how about we make a bet? If I win, you have to do one little favour for me.

haseyama: Do you really think I'd bite at such a vague offer? Are you stupid?

iwami: Hey, don't refuse it so soon. If you win, then I'll give you the information that you're looking for. Information on that thing you haven't been able to find for five years.

haseyama: That thing huh...

unei: Um, what does he mean by that? I know every nook and cranny of this store pretty well and I have no idea.

haseyama: Quiet, this doesn't involve you.

unei: Ywes! Excuse me!

kokuyou: The deal sounds good to me, you should accept it, Haseyama. I'll even help you win.

haseyama: Kokuyou? Did you just say... That you'll help me?

kokuyou: Yeah, you ain't got a problem with it right? There's something I want to know too after all. I wanna know the reason that the previous owner of Starless over here sold off the store to you.

nekome: Sounds good, then I'll take Kou-san's side.

kokuyou: 'Kay, meet me in the parking lot.

nekome: What? No way. Don't make it sound like I just signed up for a fist fight. When it comes to competitions in Starless there's only one way to go about it.

kokuyou: And what's that?

nekome: A versus performance, obviously.

—end

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Chapter 2

-starless office-

kokuyou: A versus? What, between Haseyama and Kou-san?

nekome: Kokuyou, you'll represent Haseyama and I'll be the representative for Kou-san. How about that?

haseyama: Why have you all decided I accepted the proposal?

kokuyou: What, you scared? I already said I'd fight for you.

haseyama: Don't try to provoke me, you punks really can't help yourselves can you? Fine, I suppose I'll take you on then. You better win now, Kokuyou-san.

iwami: Then it's decided. It'll be a versus between Haseyama and I, the previous and current store owner.

haseyama: I'll tear you to shreds, you better be prepared.

kokuyou: You're not the one that'll actually be doing anything though…

unei: A versus between the previous and current owner... If that's the case, then the whole store should participate! Starless currently has 28 cast members, it's an even number so we could have two teams of 14. 

nekome: Oo good idea Unei-kun. That sounds like fun.

unei: Eheheh.

haseyama: Don't go complimenting him too much. But, if everyone will participate then... I'll be taking Kei-sama.

iwami: Then I'll take Rindou.

unei: Oh, if you're going to nominate your own team members then I'll write them down!

kokuyou: Oi, pick someone who knows how to move.

haseyama: I'll take Mokuren then.

iwami: Ok, Mizuki for me.

haseyama: I guess I should pick someone that's smart. I'll go with Takami.

iwami: Oh? Then I'll be taking Sotetsu. Gotta keep all sources of information under control after all.

haseyama: He's a nuisance so you can take him. As for our singer, Akira should be fine, right Kokuyou?

kokuyou: Sounds good.

iwami: I figured you'd pick him. I'll take Yoshino.

kokuyou: We should pick another singer too.

haseyama: Uh~ Who else is there... Guess I'll pick the one with a screw loose. We'll take Zakuro.

nekome: Kou-san, let's take Maica.

iwami: Sure, we'll be taking Maica.

haseyama: Oh yeah Yakou sings now too doesn't he? I'll have him working for me.

iwami: Our side needs a big guy, so we'll take Sin.

nekome: Pfft, you're picking based on height now?

kokuyou: What're you doing, man? You let them take the biggest guy.

haseyama: It's fine we'll just take Kongou. He's stupidly buff as well.

iwami: No need to put it so rudely. I'll take Kasumi next.

haseyama: Hmm, who's left... Oh right, I almost forgot Lico.

kokuyou: We don't need him…

iwami: Picking your little underling huh? Well whatever, I'll pick Ginsei.

haseyama: Crap, he picked the guy with common sense... Let's see, who else is normal, uh... Menou?

kokuyou: You seriously count him as normal?

nekome: The owner is quite thoughtless huh~ How about we take Taiga? That's fine right?

iwami: Sure, just don't go picking a fight with him.

haseyama: Oh right right, let's take Hari. His father is one scary man.

iwami: It's quite the sight seeing you try and suck up to someone with more authority than you. Who else should we take?

nekome: How about Sinju? Having someone upbeat would be good.

haseyama: Kokuyou, who else is left?

kokuyou: We'll take Ran. He can go toe to toe with Mizuki.

nekome: Are you not going to pick Hinata, Kou-san?

iwami: Oh right, we should probably take him.

haseyama: Uhh, hmm... Ah, we'll take Gui.

iwami: Then I'll take Qu. I think we've made a nicely balanced team.

unei: That just leaves Heath-san and Aogiri-san.

haseyama: Heath's a pain to deal with, so I guess we'll pick Aogiri. I can get to know him better.

iwami: Then that leaves us with Heath.

unei: One, two... Yep, the cast has been divided evenly. Just looking at this list of names is exciting, I think it's going to be a great show.

kokuyou: Look forward to it then, Unei. You're the one that's going to be making all the preparations for it.

unei: Ah, right! I need to get the merch and flyers ready!

nekome: Good luck, Unei-kun. You too, Kokuyou. Looks like this will be fun.

kokuyou: Yeah, it doesn’t sound half bad. I'll crush you, so look forward to it.

—end

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Chapter 3 

-starless hallway-

unei: Ah, Saki-san! This is really bad~!

saki: What's wrong, Unei-san? You seem flustered.

unei: There's going to be a versus between the boss and Iwami-san!

saki: What? How did that happen?

unei: I'm not sure, it's because Iwami-san brought up searching for something. Something that the boss has been searching for the past five years. I have no idea what it could be though, he wouldn't tell me.

-kei walks up-

kei: What are you making a fuss about, Unei? Were you not taught that running is forbidden in hallways?

unei: Ah, Kei-san, I was looking for you. It's about the next performance!

kei: I have already got a grasp of the situation. Saki, I'd like to explain it to you as well. Could you lend me some of your time?

saki: Ok. It sounds like a big deal.

-starless office-

kei: As Unei was shouting earlier, the situation is quite unprecedented. Starless will be divided into two and hold a versus performance.

saki: You mean there'll be two teams?

unei: Yeah! I'm going to be so busy organising things! This isn't an easy task at all~~

kei: Haseyama and Iwami both nominated the members they wanted for their teams. There will be two teams and two shows. Starless will be cleanly split in two.

saki: Then each show will have 14 performers?

kei: The show's will be performed in groups of five chosen from the fourteen. Each role will have two or more people assigned to it. Meaning every performance will change depending on the member's interpretations.

unei: See~ This really is going to be a lot of work!

kei: We shall offer a new experience with every visit. Starless should be able to handle such a thing no problem.

-kei steps close to saki-

kei: No matter the show and no matter what role I play, I have confidence that I'll be able to bring a smile to your face.

saki: (Close...! He's way too close!)

-kei steps back-

kei: However, the situation surrounding this show truly is an arrogant affair. Haseyama and Iwami have gotten both you and the rest of the audience involved in their feud. 

unei: True, the audience doesn't have anything to do with either of their winning clauses.

saki: Is that so?

unei: From what I could gather the winner will get to ask a favour of the loser? Something like that. Boss doesn't like it when Iwami-san visits, so maybe he'll ban him from Starless for life?

kei: I wouldn't mind if it were only something that simple.

saki: (Seems like it's a more complicated matter than that... I wonder if Kei-san knows more about what's going on.)

kei: No matter what happens, it's nothing that you need to worry yourself over. Whoever wins or loses does not concern you. Starless' shows are for you, we will make sure they are of the highest quality.

The two shows for this performance are elaborately designed. They are two sides of the same coin. A pair of stories.

They are based on Milton's famous poem 'Paradise Lost'. While the source is the same, the show's will be from different perspectives. Haseyama's team focuses on the angel Raphael while Iwami's team focuses on Satan.

saki: So one's about the angels and one's about the devils? The atmosphere of both shows will be totally different then.

kei: Who shall you end up choosing? An angel or the devil himself? The choice is entirely up to whatever it is that you decide in your heart.

—end

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Chapter 4

 -locker rooms-

mizuki: Oi, Hinata. Try this on for me.

hinata: Huh? Wait, this... Could this be... Really? Are you sure!?

mizuki: What, don't want it?

hinata: No, I want it! Of course I want it!! No takes backs once I put it on~

mizuki: I'll be waiting in the rehearsal room, head over once you're ready.

hinata: Ok!

-time pass, rehearsal room-

hinata: Tadaaa! The wait is over! Look look~! Doesn't this outfit suit me perfectly?

mizuki: Ooh! Looks great! You look badass, Hinata.

kongou: Oh, did your Team B stage outfit come in?

hinata: This feels unreal, I'm really wearing a B costume. I've dreamed about this moment for so long. This is what I wanted to show my brother, he's gonna be stoked to see that my dream has come true.

mizuki: You betcha he will be!

kongou: I didn't know preparations had already been made for Hinata to get a stage outfit.

mizuki: Well duh, that's cause I didn't tell anyone else about it.

hinata: Surprise!

mizuki: Surprise!

kongou: I was pretty shocked. It looks great on you, Hinata.

hinata: Thanks! Uwah~ This means I can finally stand on the stage now. I'll secure the win for Iwa-san no matter what!

kongou: Hahah, you're really fired up huh.

hinata: Of course I am! Iwa-san is obviously way cooler than Haseyama. I wish you were on our team too, Kongou.

mizuki: I know right? B's been cut in half. Hey, Kongou, how about you just join our side? Bring Ran and Lico too.

hinata: Yeah yeah! Team B full steam ahead. ♪

kongou: I'd love to but the teams weren't decided by us. Not to mention, the owner has been my employer for a long time now, so I don't mind supporting him.

Oh right, Hinata, you should go and introduce yourself to him properly. Meeting your boss is a fundamental part of being hired.

mizuki: Of course you'd say that. But Haseyama is our enemy! He's the leader of the enemy team!

hinata: Meaning Kongou is our enemy too this time huh? We'll be beating the shit outta you, so no hard feelings~ ♪

mizuki: Yeah, you better prepare yourself, Kongou! Let's get on with practice, Hinata. I'll give you a crash course!

-mizuki and hinata walk away-

kongou: They're both in high spirits.

—end

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Chapter 4 SideA

-rehearsal room-

mizuki: Look, I'm telling you, that's not how the dance goes.

hinata: Wait wait, let me try it one more time!

mizuki: You need to be right on the beat during this part. Like this...

-mizuki dances-

mizuki: See? That feels way better.

hinata: Uu, that looks so complicated though.

mizuki: Don't worry about it and just do it. If you don't even attempt it you won't remember anything.

-mokuren appears-

mokuren: Oi, what are you two doing here?

mizuki: Can't you tell by looking? We're in the middle of practice. So don't interfere, get out.

mokuren: I have the room scheduled now, so you're ones who need to get out.

hinata: Could you give us just a liiitle bit longer? Or wait, why can't you just use the other half of the room?

mokuren: No. No excuses.

mizuki: Don't be so stingy. Let the newbie train.

mokuren: Hah.

mizuki: ...What, got a problem?

mokuren: No. I was just thinking that you're trying to poorly imitate Kokuyou again.

mizuki: The fuck is that supposed to mean? You wanna go?

mokuren: Did you think I'd take pity on you because training up a newbie is difficult?

mizuki: Bastard, you're gonna say that even after you wanted to steal Hinata for yourself?

mokuren: I have come to realise my mistake. Wanting to take him was a severe lapse in judgment.

hinata: Rude!

mizuki: Don't you dare underestimate him!

mokuren: Fine, then show me what a boy who can't dance or do anything without relying on others spoiling him can do. Even if it ends up being a disgrace of a performance it might make for a decent comedy act.

hinata: As if I'd let it become that!

mokuren: Quiet. Get out of here already. Or if you want me to forcibly kick you out then just say so.

mizuki: Fuck off! We were just about to leave anyways! C'mon, let's go, Hinata.

hinata: Wah, wait up, Mizuki!

-they leave-

mokuren: Good grief, finally some peace and quiet.

—end

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Chapter 4 SideB

-haseyama's office-

hinata: Excuuuse me.

haseyama: What do you want? Don't just barge in here.

hinata: Just hear me out for a sec would you? I've come to gracefully make your acquaintance out of the goodness of my heart after all.

haseyama: Make my acquaintance?

hinata: Yep. I'm the promising new recruit, Hinata! So I look forward to working with you~

haseyama: Promising? You? Get out of here already.

hinata: I'm not going anywhere! I'm going to stand on the Starless stage and—

haseyama: You're not gonna be standing on anything, you're an understudy aren't you? Well whatever, I've made your acquaintance now so leave. You're interrupting my work.

hinata: ~~Argh I seriously can't stand you! You want me gone so bad but how come you're even here? Why do you want to be the owner of this place so badly? You don't even particularly care about Starless do you? Iwa-san told me that.

haseyama: Are you trying to tell me Iwami is any different?

hinata: Obviously! Iwa-san wants what's best for Starless.

haseyama: How nice.

hinata: The reason you're so obsessed with this place is cause you want one of those black coloured cards, right?

haseyama: What did you just say?

-haseyama stands up-

hinata: Wh- Wait, don't step closer to me.

haseyama: Oi, you just said 'black coloured card' right?

hinata: So what if I did?

haseyama: How much do you know?

hinata: Huh? Know? About what?

haseyama: About the card, dumbass. Tell me. Or do I have to make you?

hinata: I don't know much at all! I just know that Iwa-san is looking for one, so I thought it must be something important to Starless... The one we got recently ended up being a fake, but next time he'll get his hands on the real deal for sure!

haseyama: Pfft, hah. Hahahaha!

hinata: Wh— Why are you laughing? You're seriously freaking me out here.

haseyama: Oh it's nothing, I think I might like you after all.

hinata: ...Huuh?

haseyama: I've changed my mind. I won't chase you out of the store just yet. Well, if you can't pull your weight you'll be fired sooner rather than later anyways.

hinata: D-don't act so high and mighty~~~~! Just you watch! We'll win the hell out of this versus and overthrow you! You won't be laughing then!

-hinata leaves-

haseyama: My, things sure have gotten interesting around here. I'm glad I got discharged after all.

—end

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Chapter 5

-break room-

ran: Heya Mizuki, good work today.

mizuki: …Sup.

ran: What's wrong, what's wrong? That's one grave expression ya have on ya face.

mizuki: Do not. My face always looks like this.

ran: Hahah no it doesn't~ If ya furrow your brow any further its gonna touch ya nose. Is somethin’ on ya mind? If so, ya trusty Ran-chan here will hear ya out.

mizuki: …I hate it.

ran: Hate what?

mizuki: This versus obviously. It's stupid, it's so fucking dumb.

ran: How come? I thought ya would be happy. You're on Iwami-san’s team and have Heath and Hinata with you. It's ya chance to get back at Haseyama who ya hate so much.

mizuki: Of course I want Kouichi to win. We ain't gonna be losing. But, the fact I have to share a role with that bastard Rindou and see B split in half like this. I hate it.

ran: Ooh, so that’s why. Well it can’t be helped can it? That's just how things turned out.

mizuki: Shut up, as if I’d accept you, Lico and Kongou being on Haseyama’s side.

ran: Well that's just how they chose, not like we had any say in it.

mizuki: Then just refuse to be on his team.

ran: We obviously can't do that. What's got ya so grumpy, Mizuki-chan?

mizuki: I ain't grumpy! Why the fuck did he nominate you three in the first place? Pisses me off.

ran: Come on, don't mind it. This kinda thing is fun every now and then.

mizuki: Fun?

ran: If this versus didn't happen then I wouldn't have had a chance to have a proper battle with ya. I’ve always wanted to do it at least once. A fist fight with ya on the stage, that is.

mizuki: …That so?

ran: Hmm, what's that? Don't tell me ya ain't confident ya can beat me?

mizuki: Don't be stupid. I’ll take you on, we’ll murder every single one of you dead.

ran: Nyahah! Now that's the Mizuki I know! I won't let ya kill me so easily though.

–end

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Chapter 5 SideA

-bridge underpass, evening-

ran: Ya shouldn't be smokin’ on the street~

sotetsu: It’s fine, there's an ashtray here. By the way, that contact of yours that you gave me after Christmas was quite helpful. I got in touch with them and as expected their network of information is very impressive.

ran: Tch. Meanwhile they couldn't find out anythin’ for me.

sotetsu: Are you referring to that bombing incident? It's rare for them to not have any information on something.

ran: Nah, they did their job just fine, it was just too late. Who the culprit was, who they were working for and who made the request. Every last trace of him has been erased off the face of the earth.

sotetsu: Oh? Is that so?

ran: I got all excited thinkin’ about how I’ll make ‘em pay once I found out what gang he was from too~ Well, at the very least I know there's someone out there that's callin’ the shots.

sotetsu: Being able to effectively hide that much information must mean they're one formidable foe.

ran: Oh? Ya eyes are shining. Did I pique ya interest?

sotetsu: Well of course. However if you dig deeper into this just cause you're curious it's unlikely you’ll come out of it with just a few scratches.

-time pass, street, sunset-

ran: Hmm, let's see, how should I proceed from here? I need to find some kinda clue… Hm? Actually, come to think of it, back then…

-flashback-

ran (on phone): Hello? Are ya done analysin’ the contents of the card~? 

researcher (on phone): Yes. However, it did not contain any sort of list like I’d heard. Instead it appears to be some kind of storage device…

ran: There wasn't a list? Oh well. If it's a storage device then what's it used to store?

researcher: At this point in time I have no idea... All I know is that it's used to store something. However there are definitely traces of whatever was on here, so if you just give me a little more time…

ran: Hah? What kinda bullshit excuse is that? You clearly haven't found out anythin’. Well whatever, I don't get what it is either but I’ll come have a look at it myself.

-flashback end-

ran: Storage… A card that Rindou had…

-–end

(tl note: since it gets lost in translation here, 記憶媒体 is the word for storage device, the first word 記憶 kioku can also mean memories. So at the end ran saying ‘storage’ could have the double meaning of 'memory’)

-

Chapter 5 SideB

-starless back rooms-

qu: Taiga, do you know anything about that mountain of boxes over there? They look like they're empty, how come they're here?

taiga: Huh? Is that so? Unei-kun just put them all there a moment ago.

qu: Hmm, I guess we're going to be using them then?

taiga: It’s true they’re in the way though.

qu: Ah, let's move them later. The owner is coming this way.

taiga: Geh. Looks like he's talking to Mizuki?

haseyama: Hey now, I see you’re still wearing that impudent expression of yours.

mizuki: Shut up and disappear already.

haseyama: Telling your employer to 'disappear’, I wouldn't expect any less from Team B’s bratty leader. Seems like you're not a fan of this versus, hm? No one's forcing a stray dog like you to perform.

mizuki: It's my chance to destroy you, as if I wouldn't perform, idiot. Give me back Lico, Ran and Kongou. I’ll give you our P members in return.

haseyama: What are you going on about? You don't own them. They're all members of Starless, therefore they're mine for the taking. If you don't like how things work around here then feel free to leave. C’mon, no need to be modest, shoo shoo.

mizuki: Don't fuck with me, you're the one who should leave!

haseyama: The way Heath keeps collapsing is a liability too, if I can rid the place of you both it’d be great.

mizuki: Without me or Heath Team B wouldn't exist anymore you dumbshit.

haseyama: Then why don't we try something new? Lico can be the leader and we'll have Hinata sing. You and Heath will realise just how washed up you are in no time. Well, either way, whether I do anything or not your little Team B is bound to implode on its own eventually.

mizuki: Bastard, fuck you!

-qu steps in to stop mizuki-

qu: Mizuki, stop it!

haseyama: Go ahead and hit me, just know you really will be fired if you lay a hand on the man who owns the store

mizuki: Grhh, fuck off, I seriously… can't stand you…!

-taiga also grabs mizuki to hold him back-

taiga: Give it a rest already Mizuki! Calm down!

haseyama: What, not gonna do it? Where's your backbone to follow through, huh?

mizuki: Argh…!!

taiga: Mizuki…!

qu: Could you head to a different room please, Owner?

haseyama: Hah, look how well you all get along. The Iwami team must have some tight bonds.

-haseyama leaves-

mizuki: Godammit, I’m gonna fucking obliterate him! Mark my words…!

-mizuki punches a box-

mizuki: …!

-mizuki leaves-

qu: Thanks for your help, Taiga. He wouldn't have been able to get away with it if he resorted to violence in the store.

taiga: Whew, he was pretty worked up~ Not like I can blame him though. When the owner starts provoking you like that I can understand wanting to hit him.

qu: You’ve done well to hold back all this time then.

taiga: Punching someone won’t settle the dispute, trust me, I’m talking from experience here.

qu: Well, for now let's just clean up the mess Mizuki made out of the cardboard boxes.

taiga: Yeah.

–end

To Part 2

[anonimusunnoaniswriting]

Just rewriting my comment on werewolf! Nanami because I can't help it! Somebody call 911 I'm having a stroke !

I. AM. SPEECHLESS.

😳🥺🥵💀🔥❤️‍🔥👀

This is ONE HELL OF A GIFT THAT OMG I ASCENDED INTO ABO SMUTTY SWEET HEAVEN. 🩶✨

* Cries in 12 different idioms. 5 dead languages. 3 alien dialects. *

I fold. Bend. Do whatever he wishes just to hear a praise from this man ! I'm probably gonna end up on the Lust circle in Dante's Inferno just by having these spicy thoughts and reading them. LOL. Not to.mention Dark Romance addiction. Well, I'll be skipping happy down the blazing rock trail cause Nanami and all others deserve it. ❤️‍🔥🔥💀

Thank you darling for being so sweet and doing this for me. I haven't words to describe my gratitude and how sweet you are ! 💝🧁

I'm so happy to have made after a long while amazing moots and friends here. I love you !

You're always commenting and liking my posts and you help me keep going keep writing. I love that we are moots but more than that I love that you appreciate my work so much. I know I'm not great that there's so many better writers but you chose me alongside them and I wanna thank you for that.

Thank you for being there and supporting me, my friend ❤️. I'm so happy you liked my little scenario and story. And don't worry, I'll be there in the list circle right beside you so we'll just keep making smut hahah.

Oh also, I've got your other ask. Don't worry, I'm working on that as well hehheheh.

[bluelolblue]

Fanfic ideas for Santino D'Antonio and John Wick

These are just some ideas I have in mind that I will hopefully work on one day:

Alternative universe - killer Santino or smth like that and John is the only one that managed to figure out who is behind all those murders. He takes this responsibility by himself and goes after Santino. However when Santino gets them both locked in a room and blackmails John with something and uses his charm with flirting and being bitchy with John, John snaps but they aggressively make out- I've been watching lots of Criminal Minds and Chicago Fire lately. And this idea is still very much wip and some stuff will probably be changed

Fucking in the museum or whatever the place John and Santino had THE kinky talk

Like...imagine...it looks perfect for that

Look guys there's plenty of space for that on these red...idk what these are called but you get the point 🌚

Public sexy time?

Ok but why was Santino like...ready for it to happen?

MOVING ON *chuckles nervously*

Some fluff to clean my soul :)

Married John and Santino and maybe OMG THEY'RE ACTUALLY HAPPY TOGETHER??

And never forget how Santino got happy when the dog run up to him 🗣‼️

LOOK AT HIM HE WAS SO HAPPY

His father never allowed pets

Ok now I wanna see him and the dog chilling in bed while John makes coffee for his husband :(

He called him "bello" and even asked John does the dog have a name

Note: I will start working on these EVENTUALLY ONE DAY bc I have to focus more on my studies and real life stuff. I will also continue the series The Other Side Of Paradise so I also have that planned to work on. But yeah it will take me some time, life got complicated again hahah 🥲

[abbinurmel]

Listen I frankly don't care how yall relax or decompress and if you're among those people who regress or like kid stuff purely for aesthetic then fine, whatever long as you're still able to live a functional happy safe life-

But.

I really gotta ask. Where does this "happy vacant minded pure innocent haha no thoughts mind" association with being a kid or reliving childhood play even come from?

Cos frankly alla yall never have been or been around kids. At all.

"Lookee mee teehee Imma just a kyoot widdle goil with my immaculately decorated and absolutely clean hair and clean #aesthetic pink room and expensive adorable imported Japanese cosplays and designer stuffed animals and Instagram selfie influencer makeup, i just sit all day in bed surrounded by neat fwuffy pillows and flowers and organized building blocks in my sweet cute heavenly paradise where nothing bad ever happens uwu"

Meanwhile ACTUAL childhood, regardless of gender be like-

"MOMMMMM BILLY'S BLEEDING COS HE CALLED ME A PIECE OF SHIT SO I BIT HIM"

"I GOT ICE CREAM ON MY DRESS"

"DADDY DADDY WATCH ME KICK DIRT AT YOU HAHAH"

"EEEEEEEEEEEUGGHHHHRARAAAAAAA"

"FUCK YOU! NO FUCK YOU! DROP DEAD STUPID POOP HEAD"

"WAAAAAAH AUUUGHHH GHHHHHHHNNNN BUT I WANNA EAT MCDONALLLLDS"

"I will now take Barbie atop the great fire mountain, where she will make a living sacrifice of Pinkie Pie to the bloodthirsty ancient gods, so they may be appeased and no longer send deadly plagues to wipe out LegoLand."

"LEAVE ME ALONE STAY OUTTA MY ROOM IDIOTS AGGHH I HATE YOUUUU"

"MOMMEE THERE'S GUM IN MY HAIR"

"It's 9PM and I am in bed and I just heard a funny buzzing noise come from the house somewhere. The whole world literally wants to kill me in my sleep now. My bed will have nothing but my skeleton left in it by tomorrow....👀"

"I got pushed down in the mud at the playground because I told my friends I liked the color purple."

"I saw a dead earthworm on the ground and I cried cos I knew existential despair til I was red in the face and then got sent to the principle's office."

"Billy threw up so I just stood there and laughed until Billy threw some of his throw up at me"