#yappings of a mad demon

[idk-1008]

Lil bro has no right to be this cute in the game 😭

HE SO SILLY 😭😭😭

This is why he's my favorite character. :3

[scliffe]

It makes me giggle every time he acts like this. Why the hell is an invincible demon with supernatural powers so damn smug about being able to fry eggs better than a human—it’s because all those months of training with Ciel fucking paid off and Sebastian is going to flaunt it until the end of times.

[idk-1008]

I KNEW ITTTT

@idk-1008 you asked me if this is yours and a picture of ivan and heres my answer because i know what u mean now yes. My answer is yes

[sillygoofyqueer]

I'm doing a second post of the mad scientist AU today because I have a headache and I'm certain that thinking too hard about the lore will help it!! Okay so now that they're finally OUT of the cave, I think I can finally talk about how Wen Qing and Wen Ning fit into this AU. YAAAYYY YIPPEE YAY!!! Okay anyway, obviously Wei Ying is dropped into the Wen ranks pretty early on in his life (six years old) and both of Wen Ruohan's sons are both older than him - as much as Wen Chao acts like a younger sibling, he is around one to two years older than Wei Ying. While that would usually classify as good playmate age, this is Wen Chao before he's realised that Wen Ruohan gives attention to Wei Ying - he's going to be a dick. But it's fine, Wen Ruohan has a nephew who is just the right age to hang out with Wei Ying!! Cue six year old Wen Ning being placed down in front of him and looking like he's going to burst into tears at the slightest hint of anything bad happening.

Wei Ying may be six years old but he still has memories of his papa telling him how to approach wild animals so he ignores all of that and goes "hi!!! I'm Wei Ying!! Let's go exploring," not giving Wen Ning a chance to even react before he's being dragged along through the palace. Wen Ning is just staring at this kid as he's handed different rocks when they get into the gardens, unsure of how to react to someone who doesn't mock and laugh at his timidness. Of course, they have a few more of these meetings with Wen Ning being hesitant and skittish, Wei Ying completely crashing through the air of tension to yapper on about whatever catches his fancy in the moment, not requiring Wen Ning to speak but still waiting patiently and nodding along if he does so happen to feel comfortable enough to try and stutter through a quiet response to a question.

During one of these meetings, they bump into other Wen juniors, who of course take the opportunity to try and assert dominance over the newbie picked up by Wen-Zongzhu by mocking the weak link, Wen Ning. Unlike Wen Ning, who curls in on himself naturally and avoids eye contact, Wei Ying fucking lunges at the closest junior. His mama and baba always told him to stick up for the ones he cares about (and also how to fight dirty because nobody expects a child to be able to fight, let alone fight dirty), and he cares about the timid, quiet kid that he hangs out with all the time! Later on, after he has been torn off the juniors with a busted lip, a broken nose and a black eye - holding his ground quite well considering it was like five against one - he meets Wen Qing, a stern twelve year old (yes six years age difference because if I'm not being given an estimated age I'll do what I WANT) who attacks him with medical supplies and a flurry of questions.

Now, Wen Qing was not told about Wei Ying and Wen Ning hanging out, Wen Ruohan not saying anything because he didn't find it necessary and Wen Ning because he thought that Wen Qing already knew anyway. So, when she asks this tiny child why he attacked children older than him and he says "well they were bullying my friend because he's shy so I had to stop them!" There's only one kid that's bullied a lot for being shy, and Wen Qing is now far more interested in what Wei Ying has to say, letting him start yapping about Wen Ning and how silly but kind he is without even speaking all that much (or, ever really). She asks if he's bothered about that, and he goes "nuh uh, mama and baba always said that some people just have different word limits every day, and they like to save their words for important things!" It is possible that Wen Qing has gained a new little brother as she rubs ointment into his skin, telling him not to brawl with the other kids again and just to tell her if they bother him and Wen Ning. She'll deal with them.

So, Wei Ying grows up with the Wen siblings as companions. While Wen Ning and Wen Qing are well aware of the outside world and how the clans really are, they are being threatened into silence by Wen Ruohan because obviously he's going to threaten these kids, they're not ruining his pet project. Every time Wei Ying starts to talk about the other clans, they divert the topic instead of straight up lying to him because they don't want to lie to him if they can avoid it! With a bright, social boy leading him around, it only makes sense for Wen Ning to get at least a little more social and confident as they grow up together. Plus, when Wei Ying starts his experiments, Wen Qing sort of has to be around both to 'assist with the biology of it all' and to make sure that Wei Ying isn't being too negatively impacted by the resentful energy (this is a secret venture, and not one that goes very well when he starts secreting himself away after the first death by his hands).

When Xue Yang comes into the equation, the Wen siblings are wary. This kid is definitely strange and almost immediately starts enabling Wei Ying's terrible self care habits and is the only one allowed to be in the boy's experiment space/personal quarters anymore, which is frustrating when all one is trying to do is make him sleep. However, they've also seen how he devours food quickly, as though trying to eat it before it is snatched away from him (and how he throws it all up later and stubbornly refuses help). They've been in the room when he takes short naps like a cat, jolting himself awake with the first sudden sound in his vicinity. They've seen how desperately loyal he is to Wei Ying, how he bristles at anything negative said about the boy and clings to him for comfort in rare moments of vulnerability. It's possible to feel sympathetic and wary at the same time, even if it becomes harder to be wary with every subtle bit of trust they hand over to each other whenever it needs to be given. He soon becomes part of the group, even helping with Wen Ning's confidence (even if it's just to ward off against his strange insults/teasing).

[cassiskurocorner]

Try not to make Sebastian have heated eye contact with another man challenge (Impossible edition)

[strawbabysweet]

So me and my friend were on call making like boards of our fav characters we crush on and I uh, noticed a pattern in mine (I like my men muscular or looking like a divorced alcoholic dad who doesn’t pay child support lmfao)

[idk-1008]

No comment, this explains itself

Original:

[prettygirl-gabi]

Aisle Five: Truce in Progress

Pairing: Paige Bueckers x Reader

Fandom: WNBA– Dallas Wings

Summary: Paige and Noelle adorably compete for affection and attention.

A/N: missing P hoopin hours also wings 1-7 i give up….

🏷️: @paigeshirleytemple , @cowboybueckers , @unknowgirlypop , @yailtsv , @nicebellee , @sitawita , @thatonesuschix , @vamptizm , @elalfywhore , @starfulani , @authentic-girl03 , @paxaz535 , @azziswrld , @jadasogay , @paigeluvvr , @melpthatsme , @lessi-lover , @courtsidewithlani , @elswhore , @italyyy , @lightsgore , @private-but-not-a-secret , @aubreygriffin , @issilovesherself , @graceeeeeesblog , @sayurireidotcom , @zizi-bee-yapping , @latenighttalkinqwp , @fairyblossomsav

The soft hum of my mom’s dishwasher barely masked the chaotic sound of tiny feet running around the living room. Paige and I had been back home for barely 48 hours, and already, my three-year-old little sister Noelle had decided I was her personal emotional support animal.

Which… fine. I adored her. But I wasn’t the only one feeling some type of way about it.

“Noelle,” I said gently, shifting her off my lap for the third time today, “baby, I gotta pee.”

“Nooo,” she whined, latching onto my leg like a starfish, “sissy stay right here!”

From the kitchen, my mom chuckled. “You created this. You deal with it.”

“Your mom is petty,” Paige muttered under her breath, walking behind me with an ice pack balanced on her head. “She didn’t even offer to rescue you.”

“She warned you about the stage Noelle’s in,” I reminded her.

“Yeah, I didn’t think ‘clingy demon who hates seatbelts and girlfriends’ was a real warning.”

Noelle spun around and narrowed her eyes up at Paige like she knew exactly what she said.

“My sissy,” she said with her whole chest, pointing at Paige like a threat.

Paige scoffed. “Okay. Relax, mini-boss.”

“No, you weelax,” Noelle mimicked, scrunching her face. Then she turned to me, arms raised. “Up. Again.”

I looked at Paige, who—despite her sore head from the concussion she got during the Wings-Sky game a few days ago—was still trying to be a good sport about it.

“She’s seriously mad at me for standing next to you,” Paige whispered as I picked Noelle up again. “Like, I’ve played in front of ten thousand screaming fans and this one toddler gives me more anxiety.”

I laughed, brushing a kiss against Paige’s cheek. Noelle didn’t see it.

If she had, it would’ve been World War III.

“I’ll drive,” Paige offered, dangling the keys. “Might as well feel useful before your sister rips my arm off.”

“I’ll sit in the back with her,” I sighed, already predicting the car seat drama.

“No seeeattttt!” Noelle screamed before we even reached the car.

“She’s psychic now too,” Paige said under her breath.

It took three attempts and one dinosaur fruit snack bribe to get Noelle “buckled.” And I use that word loosely—because not even three minutes into the ride, I caught her halfway wriggled out of the straps like a snake escaping a napkin.

“Noelle!” I scolded. “You have to stay buckled.”

“Seat is evil,” she pouted. “Wanna sit with you.”

I looked at Paige through the rearview mirror and sighed. “She’s gonna Houdini her way out again no matter what. I’m just gonna hold her.”

“Officially submitting my vote for future minivan,” Paige quipped, slowing down so I could unbuckle and shift to the middle seat.

Noelle took that as her green light and immediately crawled into my lap, curling into my chest like she hadn’t just gone full WWE on me twenty seconds earlier.

“Better,” she mumbled, clutching my hoodie.

I caught Paige side-eyeing me in the mirror, then let out a dramatic sigh.

“You good up there, Bueckers?”

“No,” she pouted. “You’ve been stolen.”

“You jealous of a toddler?”

“She doesn’t even pass the ball,” Paige muttered.

We loaded Noelle into the shopping cart with her stuffed dinosaur, and Paige took over pushing.

Almost immediately, Noelle reached out for Paige’s wrist and started playing with her friendship bracelets—the ones I had made her on our flight back from Tampa ans she won her natty, half glitter, half UConn blue and shine confetti threaded through.

“Ow,” Paige winced. “Okay, you’ve got a strong grip, baby hands.”

“Pretty,” Noelle said, twisting the beads.

“You can look, but you break it, you buy it,” Paige warned playfully.

In the cereal aisle, Paige leaned over and whispered, “Okay… she’s not so bad when she’s not trying to roundhouse kick me.”

“She’s never hated anyone this long,” I teased. “This is a record.”

“She’s warming up, though,” Paige smiled, flicking a tiny puff of hair from Noelle’s forehead. “We’re slowly building a truce.”

Then, while we debated which oat milk to buy, an older couple walked past us.

The woman stopped and looked at us with a fond smile.

“You two are such lovely parents,” she said.

My mouth opened—probably to clarify—but Paige was faster.

“Thank you, ma’am,” she said warmly, resting a gentle hand on the cart handle. “We’ve got a long ways to go.”

The husband chuckled. “Good luck to both of you. Parenting’s a ride.”

“Thank you,” Paige repeated, as they walked off.

I turned toward her with wide eyes and an amused smile. “We’re just gonna let them think—”

“I mean… I didn’t wanna ruin their little wholesome moment,” Paige shrugged. “Plus, look at us. We do look like tired moms.”

“You’re pushing the cart like it’s a stroller and everything.”

“Exactly,” Paige smirked. “She even acts like your child.”

“That’s what happens when you visit your hometown and your baby sister starts a cuddle monopoly.”

Once we loaded the groceries, I climbed into the backseat again.

“Noey,baby” I called softly. “Ready to sit in your seat?”

“NO!”

“Cool. Knew that was coming.”

She immediately curled up on me again, this time more sluggish. The grocery store had wiped her out.

By the time we hit the highway, she was snoring.

Her face smushed into my chest, one hand limp on my arm, the other still holding a single orange Cheeto puff like a precious treasure.

“She’s out,” I whispered.

Paige peeked through the mirror. “She’s adorable when she’s not screaming at me.”

“She’s warming up to you,” I said. “She didn’t scream when you got close this time.”

“Small wins,” Paige grinned. “Next week, I get a high five.”

“Maybe even a hug.”

“Doubt it. I kissed you this morning and she gave me the dirtiest look I’ve ever seen. And I’ve played Tennessee and South Carolina.”

I carried Noelle inside, still sleeping, still holding that Cheeto. My mom met us at the door and reached for her.

“Here, I’ll take her—”

Noelle cracked one eye open and instantly started kicking.

“No! Noooooo! Want sissy!”

My mom flinched. “Alright, alright! Yeesh!”

“She’s cranky when she wakes up,” I said, rocking her gently. “Sorry.”

Paige stepped forward. “Here, I got her.”

I looked at her, unsure if Noelle would let her, but… the moment Paige’s arms wrapped around her, Noelle stopped fussing.

Completely.

Like someone hit the mute button.

She even rested her head on Paige’s shoulder and closed her eyes again.

“Traitor,” I whispered, half in awe.

“Guess I finally made the team,” Paige murmured, rubbing Noelle’s back softly.

“You’re still not allowed to kiss me in front of her.”

Paige laughed under her breath. “Guess we’ll just have to wait until bedtime.”

Later that night, with Noelle tucked into bed and the house quiet again, Paige and I lay curled up on the couch. I rested my head on her lap, her fingers threading through my hair.

“You jealous she got more cuddles than you today?” I asked.

“I was,” Paige admitted. “But then she drooled on your hoodie, so I consider it a win.”

“I’ll take that trade.”

Paige smiled and leaned down to kiss my temple. “You’re really good with her.”

“You will be too,” I said, looking up at her.

She blinked. “Was that a test run today?”

“Maybe. You passed.”

She smiled. “Good. ‘Cause I want this someday. Screaming car seat tantrums, old ladies calling us parents… all of it. With you.”

I smiled. “Then we’re already off to a pretty cute start.”

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                 -Thank You For Reading!💚💙

                             -prettygirl-gabi✨️💗

[eoscien]

Saja boys headcanon — General to dating

A/n: I know. I don't write but THIS HAS ME THIBKING A LOT A LOOOOT! This isn't funny a fictional boy band is helping me write again. AND AND. THIS IS MY HEADCANONS! ITS WHAT I THINK THEY'D ACT LIKE IF THEY WERE LIKE JINU.

Warnings: None, I think LMAO

General headcanons: They mostly suck at like technology and the new trends, but they're stupidly charming and get away with most things.

They SUCK at doing things "normally" since at the start. Before huntrix's concert the girls had some demons disguised as humans and they acted so off and kinda uncanny valley. So definitely when they got to earth for the first time they were kind of acting weird due to not remembering how to act human LMAO

Jinu —

Smoothest with his words.

Unironically has the best clothes

Hes the type of guy who doesn't like to take for granted, if you give him something or do things for him. He will deeply cherish it

Acts of service + words of affirmation guy >>

Teased a fuck ton, BUT catch him off guard but then you'll see him fumbling so hard

Abby —

Id like to think he could be soft when alone

Gives himbo vibes i cant lie.... like he looks so tough and shit but when he opens his mouth to talk to you, he will not stop yapping

Loves loves hugs... got to put those arms to use i tell you.

Will be the type of guy who has you on his back as he does push-ups. He doesn't need to buy weights anymore

Baby —

AAAAJAHHWSJJDJD MY FAVORITE. I lowkey see him as either the type of guy to inhale his food or have the smallest appetite. Like you see the way he chugged the hot sauce? Yeah.

Soft visuals yet he has the deepest voice and a bit of a foul mouth I tell you.... he casually says the most unhinged shit ever.

His personality really contrasts his visuals... like take harua (&team) for example, iirc he doesn't like being called cute but his mannerisms and moments are cute effortlessly. Or he has the same personality as bamby (plave) LMFAO

Hes very quick with his words, boy can clock you in an instant I tell you....

Romance —

He has a starring problem.

Also the smoothest with his words, he's also just unironically sweet to his fans

Takes extensive care of his hair... just from a single glance you'll know its silky

Probably does the most fan service along with Abby

Mystery —

Not that good with his words (the mf barks what do u want me to say/j) BUT GREAT AT WRITING AND ACTIONS !!

" Actions tfym " like he's definitely expressing himself with his body language, doing small things to show that he's upset or mad. You will only catch him saying things if he's singing or when its REALLY needed

But would definitely talk a moderate around with someone he likes hehe...

[dragonsoulage]

Fighting with his beloved nurse...

feat. Giyuu Tomioka

Giyuu is not used to people that like him and that are concerned for him. He does not even understand why you were angry when he got hurt a little too bad for your taste. Afraid he would need to split apart from his favourite nurse. So you two ended up arguing

Hello world I am still sick but I wrote a little Giyuu stuff here. Idk why I feel like he always would think he is not good enough, poor boy so we need to show him that he is precious ✨ anyways I still suck in proof reading but have fun. That's just the first time I wrote something for Demon Slayer 💖

Wordcount: 2,0 k

Warnings: fluff, fighting, a little suggestive in the end

The situation was kinda frustrating. He just came back from a mission a few days ago.

You were a nurse around from the butterfly estate. Stunning, gorgeous, breathtaking...all these words that popped in Giyuus head when you appeared in his sight. But not only that, you were indeed a kind soul. Always gifting him with the sweetest smiles of all when he returned.

Slowly over the years you build a connection with him. He was a cold man, not really social, so it was not that easy. But you were kind from the bottom of your heart. Not even could harm a fly.

Patients you card for all said the same, you were an angel walking on earth.

But even angels can be mad, right?

You and Giyuu, never really named what this was between you two.

All you knew was that when he came back from a mission, and you saw him, you came walking toward him in a quick pace. Hugging him so tight to make sure he was really there. And Giyuu? He always breathed in your scent. One hand on your face needing to look in the depth of your orbs to make sure, you were there and wouldn't leave, like everyone else.

He grew attached, more than that he loved you. He cared deeply, and yet saying it out loud felt so dangerous.

That poor boy was afraid you would slip away when he wasn't careful enough. Although you would never fade, for what reason?

He may be quiet, but he listened to you, he loved when you were yapping around. Or even the deep talk you two had sometimes in the middle of the night, when you slipped into his room after your late night shift was done.   

But right now? Oh, you were mad. And why? He did his job, as a Hashira eliminated a demon.

But when he had been coming back it was so close that he could've died, you were freaking out...because you were afraid. "Don't act like that would've been nothing. Look at you." you scolded him, as he stood in front of you. You looked everywhere except his eyes.

"I did my job, you are fully aware that I am a demon slayer, what is the trouble. That's not the first time I come back and not be unharmed." he asked, his voice sounded nonchalant.

He wasn't sure how to respond to your subtle anger, especially not when he was wounded.

Probably he didn't even understand the fact that you liked him so much, that you were actually worried. You sighted trying to make the bandage sit a little better.

"Are you mad?" he asked you then, he sat there shirtless as you personally took care of his wounds. Just a little more to the left and his wound would have been critical. You didn't just see Giyyu as a demon slayer or Hashira anymore. You were afraid that someday, he wouldn't come back. Furthermore, you never doubted his talent, but you were worried.

"Do I look happy?" you asked him back, shortly narrowing your eyes. Now he sighted, he thought he did something wrong. Disappointing? Fighting not hard enough? Being not good enough because he was harmed?

These were his thoughts, although it was quite the opposite.

"You don't." he replied curtly, with a heavy voice, his head was making scenarios.

"Right I am not, when that demon would have hit you just a little more left....you would have been dangerously wounded." you meant while you reached around his torso for the bandage. 

  "I endured worse things. I don't understand why you are making a fuss." probably this was not the answer you wanted to hear. Or that anyone want to hear. You loved him, cared so deep for him. It was not a fuss, at least not for you. You saw a lot of demon slayers die in your job, and you didn't want to have him on the list. You were done with the bandage and looked at him, sad eyes coupled with angry ones.

"A fuss? Is that what you think I do when you get back?" You asked him, your voice carried a hint of annoyance. Both of you kinda talking, not straight to the topic. You were worried, and he thought he was not good enough.

"(Y/N)...you patch me up. You come looking for me, I don't mean that you don't do your duty as nurse I..." Giyuu was lost for words. Well, what happened when he came back?

Yeah, it was you, you took your sweet time patching him up carefully. Listened to his dangerous adventure and after that? Showering him with praise and kisses, just to see how badly wounded he is and when it was not, that exhausting, you gifted him with passionate nights.

He grew accustomed to this routine, always wanting to be good for you. Not a lot of people liked him or took even interest in him. Not at all. He was just so afraid he would lose you, before he had the chance to acknowledge his feelings.

"We both know I do more than that...it's not what I meant." you said, and you were done patching him up at least as good as it could get now, because after this he stood up, ignored the pain in his ribs just to take his haori and put it on.

Giyuus face had a slight scowl in his brows, his black long ponytail just slightly disheveled from the journey back and the exhaustion. The bandage around his lower torso, his strong chest showing off even when the haori was already over his shoulders. He made his way to the door.

"I know that we...we are having a thing. That you do more than every other nurse in this estate would do. I just don't understand what is different now then before...." maybe he even mumbled that to himself. With a sigh he opened the door ready to go outside, he was not good dealing with arguments. Not that he couldn't say anything, but with you, it was different. He didn't want to say the wrong thing. He couldn't even bear the face you made. This was when it hit you, he was not going because he was angry too, he was going because he was afraid he fucked up and didn't even know why. Your steps then went fast over to him, and you grabbed the door with your hand before you stopped him from leaving. Gently closing it. "What do you think will happen when we fight, Tomioka?" you asked him, clearly a whole different topic than before. You looked a little strict but your features softer now.   

  Should he be honest? That he was simply afraid he did something truly wrong and lost you? Well, this was at least what he was thinking. Losing that pretty nurse, that made him feel...loved.

"We split, isn't it like that? Not that it would be a surprise." he spoke then, looking everywhere, but not in your face.

"Look at me, when you talk to me. I taught you manners." you meant, it was sounding a little sharp but with that edge...you were softer now. You saw what his problem had been, he didn't got the fact that you were concerned for him, afraid he could die. You liked him too...maybe even more than like. Then Giyuu looked up, poor boy, he was so distance and cold until he met you. He loved your warmth, the way you made him feel prickly in his chest. The way you smiled, the way you brushed strands of his raven hair out of his face. The way your waist felt in his hands, when he pulled you close. The way you smelled when he nuzzled his face in your neck.

"Giyuu..." you started and used his first name, your sweet voice filled with a little regret that you didn't see it that he was insecure, afraid to even.

"Just because I am mad don't mean we split... I am sorry when I made you feel unwanted. It was not-" before you could even finish, he stepped closer, his one hand reaching out cupping your cheek. It was even enough for him to hear that you don't split. You were his only person he wanted to have close now, where he allowed himself to be close.

"You didn't make me feel unwanted. It was just...the way you scolded me, making me...fear I did something that upset you so much you would change your mind about me." he said to you, his voice was now lower. "And I don't want to upset you. I just can't change the fact that fighting demons is my job, and apparently I am quite good at it." he added.

You laid your hand over his. It was a tender gesture. Nearly like all the tension flew away suddenly.   

  "I was just afraid... I don't want to lose you. You know? I see demon slayers die every day... I like you, you know. You don't complain about my yapping, the way you hold me close. I like all these things, and I was just concerned. Sorry that it overwhelm me and that I was being too hard to you." alone the fact that you apologized because you maybe reacted a little over in such a moment. The fact you spoke out you didn't want to lose him, that you liked him. Giyuu was anything than good at expressing his feelings. He pulled you just a little closer to give you such a loving kiss on your forehead. Before his forehead rested against yours. He took a deep breath.

"Actually (Y/N), I like you more than just...like. That is why I fear you wouldn't keep me around when I wasn't good enough." it was a little plain, not the passionate confessing others dreamed off. But it was his confession. The way he told you he loved you.

"You are a Hashira, you are one of the best, the best. My best." you answered him before you then reached out and placed a kiss on his lips. It was sweet at first, all the feeling you two had poured into this kiss. All at once. Then your hands slid up his bare chest. You felt his muscles tensing slightly, the way he shivered when your cold fingertips went over his skin. Before you laid your hands around the back of his neck.

"So we are going back to the usual routine when you patch me up?" he then asked, with flushed cheeks his one hand had grabbed gently your waist pulling you closer. He was still injured, and in pain, at least with certain movements. He just spoke in between the kiss, loving the way your lips felt against his.

"Depends on how much are you hurt?" you asked in between before gently guiding him back to the bed for patients. Where he sat down. Looking up at you with such ocean eyes. It was always so cute when he blushed because he was excited. "Not that much...you could be on top." He suggested with a tone kinda desperate for you. He would lie when he said he wouldn't love the fact that after you patched him up that you gave him such a delightful treatment. You guided him to lay down and straddled his lap, your cute nurse skirt rising up a little, and his hands went to the new exposed creamy skin he found. Rough hands caressing you. You then tilted your head just a little. Maybe one round he could take before he really should rest. "Oh, is that so? Not so much? Well while I will try to make you feel better, you can just continue to tell me how much you like me, that's a deal right?" Your voice was sweet when you said that, the whole argument forgotten, but of course not the fact that he admitted he liked you more than just a bit. And you would use this now to your advantage and gifting him with his beloved patching up routine...  

[kay0ling]

i love yapping about my favorite interests so much

this was actually a while ago but i kept on thinking — “man candybug would probably be like an infernal demon in bayonetta huh.” and if he was “playable” as a demon slave i think he’d get mad easily either by the player restricting his movement and/or getting hit enough by any enemies

also i think the demon masquerade/masquerrage form would just be bayonetta as a cybug. in which that would be amazing !!!

ONE LASTTHING

technically turbotime cereza is canon, so maybe she went turbo

[tesscourtes]

saw you had asks open, not a drawing request but wanted to know if there was any more story to your human bill’s punishment-for-weirdmageddon-is-to-turn-weak-human au, I really like it (sorry if you explained this a while back, I only just watched gravity falls😭I’m a late-comer to the fandom)

it’s just superepiccool to me, how are dipper and mabel about him being human now? Soos n Wendy, Stan and Ford? What was it like for them (especially Ford) when he just turned human? What was it like for Bill?

oh hey don't worry, I haven't really talked much about the details of the AU like ... ever. I just started reviving it because I got my partner into the show (they are also a new fan! yay, new fans! Funny enough I had no idea TBOB was coming out so the timing was mad exquisite.) and they have just been an amazing help shaping my messy thoughts and coming up with new, fun plots! It's also nice to know there's someone out there interested in it, so thank's for asking! Now that I read TBOB I want to change the premise a bit, but the core is still the same.

Let me tell you this AU is silly. I'm aware Billford is toxic and there are many corners to dive into to picture their messy relationship. But I kinda wanna keep the spirit of the show here and make it equally as fun as it is disturbing. Given that Bill canonically is trapped in endless Therapy gives me even more food to work with, he just out there being toxic and people repeatedly telling him to cut it out.

I'm not gonna go into too much detail because I'm actually working on the first comic chapter for this AU, but regarding the characters: Each of the Pines, as well as Wendy and Soos, are not happy seeing him, but individually grow more accustomed to him and with him. I guess going from "most accepting" to "least accepting", Mabel took it the best. I wouldn't say she was quick to forgive, but quick enough to give the guy a chance. And I honestly have to say that, although this is 100% a Billford AU, there's so many plot ideas for just Mabel and Bill and their amazing, chaotic shenanigans. Put these two together and the stories basically write themselves. Wendy is pretty similar, and the most chill in actually helping Bill figure out human stuff.

Naturally, Ford took it the hardest. I'm aiming for slowburn here, haha. They got to figure out some stuff that I'm so ready to put onto pages... Ford is a lot of emotions. Confused, angered, curious... Meanwhile Stan is Bills biggest hater. (There is a lot of bullying in this AU) He just keeps up with it because his Family makes him. He's very protective and tries to kick Bill out several times. Soos sticks with Stan, but he's also Soos and has a big heart, so in Bills eye, he's very gullible and a target he can mess with easily.

Dipper is not a fan either, he has a hard time adjusting to the triangle just getting to ... be there. He's suspicious for the most part and Bill has to try hard to get on his good side. But honestly he might be more upset with Mabel (and later on Wendy) for making friends with Bill so easily, even though he knows that's just their nature. I just recently started thinking about Gideon and how I'd like to include him, but nothing worth mentioning so far yet.

With Bill himself, one my favorite parts trying to portray so far is how he's dealing with his new mortality. He adjusts to the body fine, he knows how to navigate flesh, but he has a hard time accepting that it's his body. His new prison, essentially. If it's gone, he's gone. If he treat's it like shit, he feels like shit. Then we add the psychological aspect of things. And more importantly, we add Ford to the equation. When I tell you, that demon is experiencing psychological damage here, and it's fully his fault. TBOB really pointed out to me that I need to dive into his obsession with Ford. How do you even get a man you fumbled so bad, to even acknowledge you again?

I love yapping about this AU, thanks again for giving me the grounds to do so anon! I'm an insecure writer so it'll probably take another hot minute to choose which script feels best to draw out, haha. But I'm glad you seem to be up for the ride!!

[cissa-calls]

Madhel Headcannons Pt. II:

Somehow Madeline is the better driver. Helen has a lead foot, a speed demon in disguise. To be clear, they are both TERRIBLE drivers

Madeline fake faints at any given moment (“it’s acting practice!” “Mad this is the library”) and Helen *attempts* to catch her…there have been plenty of accidents

Staring contests. LONG staring contests, they don’t need to blink.

When Madeline wins an award it’s like there’s a new addition in the household. “Mad where did my bedside lamp go,” “let’s focus on my Tony.”

The Barbie movie WRECKED Madeline. Something about seeing a perfect blonde doll choosing to age and be human realllly got to her. Helen wasn’t peachy keen either, but Mad? Mad was inconsolable, though maybe that was because she didn’t book the part either

In their immortality, they’ve both gone through many hobbies and crafts. Some have been more successful than others. Madeline is actually a decent oil painter and Helen crotchets at the speed of light.

Helen is the queen of night owls. Three a.m., a fresh cuppa, and her laptop and it’s a GO

They (mostly Madeline) are constantly researching and browsing new spray paints like a makeup catalogue. “This one is such wonderful rouge with a lovely eggshell finish!”

Madeline owns ZERO denim

Reverse psychology via Helen if anything has to get done ever

You better believe Madeline’s vanity wins over her pride, as in she still has her Razzie awards (though they are buried in the depths of her closet)

Whenever she gets new damage, Madeline insists Helen needs to kiss it and make it better, “Mad you can’t feel anything you’re dead - and you know it’s not gonna heal, there is no making it better” “Just give me the attention Hel”

“Helen, Hel, Helen, Helen, Helly, Helen, Hel’s Bells, Helen, Helen, Hel-“ “What Mad?!” “Hi” (this happens several times a day)

Madeline had a degree in hogging the covers, not because she can even get cold, but she likes the fluffiness

Their coffee orders are as follows: Madeline with a iced strawberry frappe with extra whipped cream. Helen with black tea no sugar cream or a chai latte with oat milk

Speaking off, Helen? Yearns for dairy. So so so should not have dairy.

After everything that…happened Madeline has a healthy fear of staircases and lightning (it has spread to bad omens) and Helen has a…distaste for umbrellas.

Madeline. Pouting. Need I say more?

Back to driving, Madeline was borne to be a passenger princess, forced to be the primary driver. After Helen hit her 70th curb and dented Mad’s car…her chauffeuring days are over.

It’s tradition that after they visit their graves, they have a “memorial meal” and yap about old times

Remember Helens little cutie beret (dumb hat according to Mad)?? There’s a collection of little dumb hats, including a velvet cloche one Mad had a custom made for her

Cats. A long haired Persian, a sphinx that looks like raw chicken (both picked out by Mad) and a little black cat Helen found in a dumpster, chiding Mads initial distaste with, “you two should get along, similar homes and all”

The consistent back and forth of a kiss followed by “Hel you smudged my paint!!” “Whoopsie”

[idk-1008]

Ok so- I was rewatching s2 of wtrb and uh

Why in the ever living fuck do their dads look similar??!

Are Nicky and Lucy cousins????

I'm probably just grabbing at air at this point, I don't know anymore-

[yokumirumerafan]

Can I request for a loverboy/lovergirl reader who is their partner but still looks whipped in love whenever they look up at them? A reader who's pupils mold and morph into dilated hearts and a dreamy smile as they yap about everything anything and nothing and their always so hyper around them? And how about this reader is also a stoic and cold person who has sélective mutism and doesn't show emotion or talk to anybody except their dear lover? You can do this with either mha or demon slayer you choose!

OH BABY. YES. This idea??? Romantic. Whipped. Cold-on-the-outside, heart-eyes-for-their-baby-on-the-inside??? WE'RE COOKINGGG 🔥💘

Let’s go with Demon Slayer for this one 'cause the contrast with the whole “cold and silent Hashira vs. bubbly loverboy/girl mode with their S/O” just hits DIFFERENT in that setting 😭💖

🌊 Giyuu Tomioka

Giyuu blinks, confused. You’re pressed into his side, starry-eyed and grinning like he just descended from the heavens. You haven’t spoken to a single person in weeks. But the moment he sat down next to you? You were talking about a cloud you saw that looked like a duck, how you tried soup yesterday but it was too hot, and how pretty he looks even when he’s mad. He’s just staring. “...You sure you’re the same person who glared at Sanemi for breathing too loud earlier?” But lowkey? He loves it. Blushes every time you stare at him with those heart-shaped pupils.

🔥 Kyojuro Rengoku

He is eating. You are staring. You: “Did you know your eyelashes sparkle in the sunlight? You're like a sunrise, you know? Gorgeous. Fiery. Golden. Like a—” “AH! MY FLAME! YOU ARE SO EXPRESSIVE TODAY! I LOVE IT!!” He lets you ramble like he’s watching a play. Meanwhile the rest of the Corps is watching you in shock, because the last time someone tried to say “hello” to you, you didn’t even blink. But when it’s Kyojuro? You look like Cupid shot you in both eyes.

🦋 Shinobu Kocho

“You’re talking so much today~ Did something happen?” You: “I saw you smile. I think my brain exploded. I am now running on 100% Shinobu-love energy.” She just giggles. Thinks it's adorable how you're cold and unreadable to everyone else, yet melting into a puddle the second she enters the room. She’ll use it to her advantage. Leans down with a teasing smile: “Tell me again how much you love me~”

🐍 Obanai Iguro

This man…is frozen. You: heart pupils, whispering about how cute he looks when he’s annoyed Obanai: 🧍 He’s internally combusting. “I—why do you talk to me like that?? You don’t even say hi to Mitsuri.” You: "Because she’s not you 🥺💘" His brain short-circuits. He will now protect you with his life.

⚡ Tengen Uzui

You're sitting on his lap, babbling about how his earrings sparkle and how his laugh cured your chronic sadness, while everyone else watches you like you’re a brand-new person. “BAAAABE,” he grins, “You’re so extra—AND I LOVE IT.” He thrives off your obsession. Will absolutely strut like a peacock anytime you go into loverboy/girl mode. The second someone else tries to speak to you? You deadpan silence them. He finds it hilarious.

🌸 Mitsuri Kanroji

You cling to her arm with literal hearts in your eyes, going on and on about how her hair looks like strawberry candy and how you’d die if she ever stopped smiling. Mitsuri: 🥺💖💗💕 “You’re so cuuuuute when you talk!! I didn’t even know your voice could sound like that!” You're shy when others look, but with her? You're all wiggles, giggles, and lovey stares. She eats it up and might even squeal every time you start gushing.

🌪️ Sanemi Shinazugawa

You: 🥹 staring up at him like he hung the moon Sanemi: “...Why’re you lookin’ at me like that.” You: “Your hair’s so white. Like a snow angel. I love you. Have I told you? I love you so much. You’re so angry. It’s so hot.” Sanemi.exe has stopped working. “You didn’t even say a word to the Kakushi earlier but now you won’t shut up???” You just smile dreamily and play with his sleeve. He groans but he’s bright red and secretly enjoying every second.

🪨 Gyomei Himejima

You: clinging to his sleeve while gushing about his voice sounding like heaven and safety and soft rain Gyomei: 🧎 “My child, you are so precious.” You don’t speak to others. You don’t even look at them. But Gyomei? You’re a love-struck poet. He always listens gently, hands folded, smiling softly at your endless babble. He says he doesn’t deserve your love, but secretly? You are the light of his life.

Let me know if you want a MHA version too because omg I WILL DO IT 😭

[allpiesforourown]

TRANSMIGRATOR LAN ZHAN YAP SESH‼️ (I say as the main victim of all your yap seshs)

Thank you slug for letting me yap even after I've subjected you to this au a thousand times

Kind of a svsss au with transmigrator Lan zhan ↓

Lan Wangji whose absolute fav character ever is Wei wuxian. He's read about him since wwx was a poor homeless child to when he was adopted by the Jiangs to when he became the cultivation world's hero. He HATES how this sweet, selfless, friendly character gets put through one terrible situation after another.

His room is fucking full of wwx merch. Oh he's not popular enough? He's gonna have a body pillow custom made with Wei Ying on it. He has an office job where people are terrified of him and then he goes home and holds his Wei wuxian plush for hours.

Then the final chapter of Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation is posted and wei wuxian GETS KILLED. All the major sects worked together to launch an attack on the burial mounds. All he ever did was want to protect the wens!!!!

Lan Wangji is so fucking mad he dies. And he wakes up in the body of Lan zhan aka hanguang jun, his most hated character.

Hanguang jun is an uptight morally self righteous bastard who was offered Wei Yings friendship time and time again but rejected it! Wei Ying would call him by his birth name and instead of seeing it as affectionate, hanguang jun would get angry at Wei Ying for being informal. Not only did he constantly get Wei Ying into trouble for harmless (loveable and boyishly endearing) pranks, he also publicly criticized him for his demonic cultivation, not knowing Wei wuxian had no choice since he gave up his core.

He wakes up to xichen asking if he's alright and immediately goes "WHERE IS WEI YING"

Xichen: uh... Wei wuxian? I didn't know you two were that close

Lan zhan: I have to see him immediately

Xichen is concerned (his brother had a qi deviation) but when Lan zhan is still insistent on it for days, he says he's welcome to accompany him to the Jiangs gathering.

Xichen: but I thought you hated large parties

Lan zhan: I'll go if Wei Ying is there.

Xichen: ....🏳️‍🌈❓️

They arrive and Lan zhan can barely breathe when he sees how gorgeous Wei wuxian is. He's in his yiling laozhu outfit, so this is post war but he hasn't gotten in a fight yet so it's pre saving the Wen clan. Lan zhan steps closer and calls his name and wei Ying sneers

Wei ying: Lan zhan- hanguang jun. I thought you hated me too much to even look at me

Lan zhan: I don't. Please call me Lan zhan like you used to.

Jiang cheng: *raises an eyebrow*

Wei Ying faltering: uh. Haha what's gotten into you-

Lan zhan stepping forward and grabbing wei Ying by the waist: come back to gusu, Wei Ying. I need you.

Wei wuxian's face is bright red and he's speechless. Jiang cheng thinks hes hallucinating. Xichen is going ah so it is 🏳️‍🌈 indeed. Everyone else at the party is staring because there's no way this is happening. Nie huaisang is choking on his tea because he's the authour and that's definitely another transmigrator.