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coconurt · 7 months

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WOOOOO MISSING SCENE TIME!! Wow, I haven't written anything since august, bout time, huh?

Yes, yes I very much know this is how it starts: I watch a new show, I lose my mind a little bit, I write a little drabble, and it's all over for me for 6 to 9 business months /pos

ANYWAY! VOL 9 BRAINROT, BABYYY >:D

(spoilers for rwby vol 9. obvi)

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When the dam burst, it burst catastrophically.

Ugly words poured out in a torrent, aimed like bullets straight for her teammates. At the time, it had felt… well, not good, exactly. More like release.

"No time, right? Gotta get home. Gotta help Jaune. Gotta find someone who isn't just going to screw everything up."

When Weiss shrank back, she turned her anger on her sister. On her sister's partner.

"Gotta stay positive, right? Smiles all around!" She advanced on them, slowly, and Yang placed herself protectively in front of Blake. On literally any other day, that small action would've broken her heart. Not then, though.

Right then, she didn't care.

"Maybe even finally get our feelings sorted out." Something like a corrupted sort of jealousy surged in her chest. "Good for you, by the way—we're all

happy

for you."

"Hey," Yang had warned, her voice sharp. But Ruby had already moved on.

She made the mistake of bringing a grieving Jaune into it, then. He lashed out. Struck the killing blow, blamed her for the five of them getting stuck there, and that was it. There was no more for her to say.

She was empty. Empty of momentum, empty of words, empty of hope. Empty of everything except the overwhelming hurt threatening to tear her apart in front of everyone she loved.

So she left.

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This leg of their journey had been quiet, which was a nice change of pace.

Sort of.

Good in the sense that it gave the five of them a well-deserved rest. Bad that it gave Ruby plenty of time to think about things.

About everything.

Something she really did not want to do.

And it must've shown on her face, because—

"Out with it, Rubes."

Yang's voice startled her out of her thoughts. She whipped her head to the side just in time to catch the tail end of the Look (patent pending) her sister was giving her right before she turned her attention back to the road in front of them.

She blinked, feeling like a deer that had just been spotted by a hound. Her mouth felt oddly dry, all of a sudden.

"G- uh. Out with… what?"

Yang shot her a second, even less impressed look. "Come on. I can tell when you've got something you want to say. You've been fidgety all day and silent for the last couple miles. So out with it."

Her stomach plunged, and an icy feeling spread through her chest. Biting her lip, she worried the edge of her cowl between two fingers. Now or never, she guessed. Might as well take advantage of the moment of quiet while it lasted.

They wouldn't be mad at her for bringing it up, right...?

"Well, I… I've been thinking… about the thing… about what I said. The… I just… I didn't mean it, any of it… I was just…"

"Deeep breath," Yang drawled. "Start over."

Blake peeked around Yang from where she walked on the blonde's other side. "It's okay, Ruby. Take your time." Her face held nothing but kind concern. "You know you can talk to us about anything, right?"

Ah. There that was again. She'd been hearing that a lot after their escape from the Ever After. She knew they were just trying to help. Turn over a new leaf, take some of the burden of everything off her shoulders instead of letting her carry it alone. It was sweet, but… it was taking a bit of getting used to.

Ruby released the breath that had gotten lodged in her chest. She closed her eyes, did as Yang asked, then reopened them and turned to face the other two.

"I didn't mean what I said. Back at the paper village. I'm sorry."

Blake got it right away. Her ears drooped with sad sympathy. "Ruby—" she started.

Yang gave her a strange look, just for a moment. She tilted her head, then realization dawned in her eyes.

"Ruby no, you— don't apologize. We put way too much pressure on you, and—"

"—you were just venting…"

She held up a hand to stop them. "Maybe. But it wasn't fair to bring you two," she gestured to their clasped hands, "into it. You make great partners, and you're gonna make a great couple, too."

We are happy for you. All of us. I'm happy for you." She offered them a small smile, hoping it was enough. "I mean it, this time."

Yang returned the smile and opened her mouth to say something, but Blake suddenly ducked in front of her and lunged toward Ruby, wrapping her into a tight hug. Ruby caught her with a small oof. Yang wasted no time piling on, easily enveloping the both of them.

Ruby almost melted into the embrace. Tears pricked her eyes. "Does this mean… we're good?"

They only hugged her tighter, and that was all the answer she needed.

#hhhhhng *tries to get over my phobia of posting anything less than 1k*#this was fun :3 #rwby #rwby volume 9 #rwby spoilers #rwby volume 9 spoilers #ruby rose #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #rwby fanfiction #my fics #my writing

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damagedintellect · 11 months

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Nakahara Chuuya x Reader

💌 Would this be considered a social suicide? : Chapter 5 💌

Summary: You knew it was dangerous to take walks at night but hearing the water rushing under the bridge was calming to your nerves. You didn’t imagine you’d ever fall into the river and somehow wake up in your favorite anime. The isekai that I’m sure will come back to haunt me. It’s kept me up all night but I might as well get the brainrot out.

Notes: Reader is Isekai’d into BSD, Slow to start, Chuuya is endgame but there’s a fair bit of reader & Dazai moments too okay like a lot of Dazai moments, implied poly but not really

💌 Word count: 2,646 💌 Available Chapters [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7]

After many days and long periods of stress everyone celebrated the fall of the guild. You shared a few drinks with Yosano and Kunikida but noticed that Dazai was missing. He must be at the art gallery with Hirotsu you thought. Things were only going to get harder moving forward. You should tell him about your real identity soon. Your real fake identity that is. Now that the book was being mentioned you planned to use that to your advantage. The plan was to say that you’ve lived through this before but were written out of your original timeline via the page and when you woke up at the riverbank you didn’t know what to think. If he asked why you didn’t say anything sooner you could say that you thought this was purgatory. Whether or not he bought it would be a different story but you were hoping he would at least consider it to be an option.

Unbuttoning your shirt you heard footsteps outside your door. Dazai had the room next to yours so you wonder if he was just getting back. Although they didn’t sound like his footsteps. Come to think of it, he was always really light on his feet for someone that tall. You glanced at the door once you heard your lock click. Who could have the key to your room? You pushed yourself to lay flat against the wall. You didn’t have any weapons so you hoped it was just Dazai going to the wrong room because if it's someone outside of the ADA you were screwed. The door opened and the smell of wine hit your nose.

“Lis’en h'er asshole-”

You came out of hiding to see a very drunk Chuuya in the doorway. “Chuuya?” he closed the door and stumbled over to you confused.

“Whatcha doi'n in Dazai’s room?”

You watched him sway before you reached out to steady him. “You overshot by one room. Though I think you need to lay down a bit.” He leaned over to rest his head on your shoulder. “He can’t ave you. Need you on my side. He'll 'ave you lie too me” This was weird. Oh so weird. This only happened in fanfiction. You don't remember this from the show. Of course you knew that Chuuya had drunk called Dazai before but you never imagined he'd drunkenly break into his apartment.

He wrapped his hands around you and mumbled something into your neck “Smells nice.” Your neck has always been sensitive, feeling a pleasant tingling where his breath grazed your skin. Tentatively you put your arms around the redhead and stay like that for a bit, while you think about what you were supposed to do in this situation. Of course you've always wanted to give him a hug but not like this. You barely heard him slur out "We gotta be close right?" When you felt him kiss your neck. Grasping you pushed him back instantly like he weighed nothing, he didn’t try resisting you. You were so torn right now. You wanted this but at what cost. What would happen when he snapped out of it?

“Tha was cute. Do it again.”

His face was red but his eyes were locked with yours, half lidded. You saw his eyes trail down your body and remember he caught you in the middle of changing. What are the odds he'd remember this tomorrow? You were still wearing a bra so whatever but what were you supposed to do with him?

“Let’s lay down for a bit and I’ll think about it okay. Can you take your shoes off?” He nodded, taking his coat off too as he followed you like a lost puppy to your futon. He slowly fell into it dragging you down with him. You landed on top of him with a soft thud. His hat rolled off to the corner of the room. You hoped whoever had the room below yours wasn’t back yet or was fast asleep already. You actually don’t know what time it was anymore. You tried to push yourself off but he held you in place “Don go”

“I’m not I’m just-” you weren’t able to finish your sentence before you felt the sensation of being weightless. The next thing you knew Chuuya had flipped you over so he was sprawled out on top of you preventing you from leaving. “Stay” he trailed off. You were weak to him, you already knew that. Kissing his cheek you pulled him closer wrapping your arms around him. “I’m not going anywhere.” You stayed like that until his breath evened out and eventually sleep came for you.

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“My sleeping beauty, it's time to get up!” Dazai knocked on the door once again. You didn’t seem like the type to drink yourself silly so he wondered what’s up. Everyone had been trying to get a hold of you the next morning after the party to make sure you were okay. Ranpo suggested that Dazai be the one to check your room since your phone was going straight to voicemail. So here he was knocking on your door. He waited a bit but still didn’t get a response. He leaned back on the railing stretching his back when his eyes caught a glimpse of something red. He turned around to see a very familiar motorcycle. That’s odd, he thought. For a second he could have sworn that it was Chuuya’s. "Now why would?" His eyes snapped wide. Both Dazai and Chuuya had the habit of breaking into each other's places when they were drunk. It’s why Dazai doesn’t let himself get wasted anymore. He banged on your door again before shouting “I’m coming in!” He swiftly picked the lock and burst through the door.

In your sleep you heard knocking that slowly stirred you awake. You tried to get up but you forgot Chuuya fell asleep on top of you and you headbutted the other causing them to wake with a start. “Fuck!” you both stare at each other stunned when Dazai forced the door open. Dazai looked to Chuuya and back to you and Chuuya did the same. The scene in front of Dazai was extremely out of context. From the doorway it must look like Chuuya was undressing your helpless form with the way you were both sprawled out on the futon. You covered your face and groaned as Dazai stormed over to pry Chuuya off of you. You stayed still as the yelling match started above you. Watching them for a bit you had no idea how you ended up in this situation. They were physically in each other's faces, Chuuya’s was red and Dazai’s eyes looked like they could kill. You wondered why. You couldn't tell if it was just based on the principle alone or if Dazai was jealous or what. Dazai is a fucken enigma.

You sat up rubbing your face. “Okay that’s it everyone shut the fuck up and sit your asses down!”

They both stopped what they were doing and slowly sat down. Glaring at each other. “Why is he here?” Dazai scoffed, crossing his arms.

“Technically he was looking for you, but we also have a very interesting relationship." You were trying to calm your nerves by fixing your bedhead. Chuuya became very rigid at your comment. You guessed you could have worded it better too but they were giving you a headache.

Dazai looked down at your exposed upper half and then back to your eyes. You still didn't get the chance to button up your shirt. It doesn't matter to you, they're freakin adults. If they can't stomach seeing a bra or two you'd be surprised since knowing that in their pasts with the mafia they've seen much worse.

"Chuuya came over drunk and thought this was your room. I made him stay the night because he couldn’t even walk by the time he got through my door.” you paused seeing them both stare at you buttoning your shirt. For some reason you were more flustered at them watching you cover up than being exposed. Chuuya was avoiding eye contact but you could tell he was glancing at your chest. He was probably wondering if he undressed you. You wonder what Dazai must think. Nothing good presumably god what a mess. "Got it?" You finished matter of factly trying to seem uninterested. On the inside was a different story. This scenario was like a self-indulgent fanfic. You were screaming. You don't know If this is what you've always dreamed of or if this was a nightmare.

Dazai’s serious expression morphed into something less hostile and more mischievous. "Wow, who knew the chibi could be so forward and with the enemy no less." Dazai chided even though the PM and the ADA were both currently in a truce for the time being. Dazai put a hand up to prevent Chuuya from seeing his mouth but made no effort to change the volume he was speaking at. "(Y/N) do you need me to get you a morning after pill? We don't want the slug to reproduce now do we?"

You and Chuuya made the same horrified expression at Dazai’s words. Both of you were red while Dazai reveled in your torment.

"You bastard, it's not even like that!" Chuuya grabbed him by the collar of his shirt but Dazai frowned for a second before replacing it with a shit eating grin. "Oh I get it so you guys want it to be like that.~" He smiled darkly at both of you yelling at the same time.

"I'm not discussing my sex life with you Dazai!"

"Shut up I'm not discussing my sex life with you asshole!"

You and Chuuya redirected your attention to each other. Both of you were starting to mirror the same shade of red. Dazai laughed "You guys are even speaking at the same time. Talk about two becoming one." Chuuya glared back at him, starting to shake trying to hold back his anger.

You groaned "Please stop. You might be immune to Chuuya’s ability but I'd like to point out that my room and I are susceptible to damage." You wacked Dazai’s shoulder "I know I don't have to explain because you're smart enough to figure it out but you're acting like a child. I thought you've grown past this."

Dazai smirked again "At least some of us have grown-" this time Chuuya punched his arm. He stood up and grabbed his coat and discarded hat, growling "I can't stand him when he's like this. Tell me if you know anything new." Chuuya slipped his shoes on and paced out of the door. You flopped back down on the futon to stretch. "Geez I don't understand how Mori tolerated you two let alone Hirotsu." After you stretched you started getting ready for real. Dazai being quiet is always a scary thing. You could feel his stare burning through your skull. "Out with it. I've been meaning to talk to you anyways."

"You know then, if Chuuya is human."

"I do but I haven't told him yet. Currently I'm leading him on because he misunderstands how my "ability" works," you used air quotes "well lack thereof. It's probably for the best to have the mafia think I have some weird foresight. Since I'm giftless here." You stare at Dazai but he's unfazed. "I didn't want to lie to you but I didn't know what to do. I know things I'm not supposed to. I haven't been that secretive about it but I also didn’t have the time to explain myself either." You turned to look him in the eyes “I’m not from this timeline and the problem is I don’t know how much I can say without causing some anomaly. That's mostly why I don't know If I should tell Chuuya. I’m sure you’re familiar with the book Francis was after. A group called The decay of angle’s got a hold of a page and supposedly wrote me out of existence? My memory leading up to why they went so far to get rid of me is hazy but then I woke up in the past. You were there for the rest.”

Dazai sighed looking at the ceiling “That is strange. It is possible that since they wrote you out of existence it forced you out of your reality and into another, presumably one that lined up with a similar universe where you were about to die. That would explain the manner we found you in as well." Dazai sighed "This ruins my original running theory about you.” He pinches the bridge of his nose. The rats already started making their move and now he'd have to worry about the DOA, just great. "This isn't good. Knowing that the decay of angle’s got their hands on a page in a different timeline isn't reassuring for our reality."

“I’ve been trying to keep everything as close to the other reality as I can to avoid butterfly effects but my personal existence is drastically different from my timeline so I don't think it matters. You’re the only one I’ve told for obvious reasons.” you stood up offering him a hand. "Although now that you know, do you mind if I gave you a hug?"

He looked at you quizzically "I don't mind but can I ask why?"

You pulled him close standing on your tippy toes to reach. "I never got the chance to tell "my" Dazai how much I've always loved and appreciated his existence. We may not have the same relationship as my reality but presumably you still had the same experiences." You cupped his face to pull him down enough to kiss his forehead. "Knowing that, it probably sucked worse without me there." You ruffled his hair as you finally let go giving him some space. You hoped that was good enough to spark something. You couldn't help yourself.

Dazai had been tense the whole exchange. His face formed an expression you haven't seen. He was genuinely in awe at your words. Even when you were finished showing him affection he seemed too shocked to process everything. He was too bewildered at the sentiment. The way it made him feel uncomfortable but warm, was he dying? Jokes aside, your words are what struck a nerve. What were you to him? Was this why when he saw Chuuya pinning you to the floor he felt, you know Dazai didn't actually know what he felt. He didn't understand it or maybe he just didn't want to.

"What were we in your timeline." It came out as more of a demand than a question.

"We never put a label on it, I don't think you were capable of that at the time and especially not after your defection. You gave me an out too but someone had to stay with Chuuya. I didn't want him to lose both of us at the same time." You really pray this doesn't come back to bite you in the ass. You have to believe your lie with every fiber of your being because the moment Dazai realizes it's a farce you're fucken done. You didn't think you were that manipulative of a person but here you are. All for the sake of your comfort characters. Maybe you did belong in the port mafia.

Dazai didn't pry anymore. The others were probably wondering where you two were anyhow. Kunikida probably thought Dazai was skipping work. On the way there he looked lost in thought of course you couldn’t blame him. It was a lot to take in and a complete lie. You might be playing God a little too much now but you got to hold both of your boys so if you are to die, you can die happy.

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#the BSD isekai au no one asked for #chuuya nakahara x reader #nakahara chuuya x reader #bsd fanfic #bsd x reader #bsd imagines #xreader #x reader

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naffeclipse · 7 months

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Sorry I haven't been commenting on the Apex Polarity chapters, there's been a lot going on recently and hhh,, sorry,,

I'm just gonna go over a few overall things~

Ok, starting with the setting. You've captured the arctic setting SO WELL! I don't understand how you do it but it's all just so easy to visualize when you write it. From the white arctic ice to the small research base and to the dark cold ocean, it's all so well written! I also just love this type of setting. I'm currently a little obsessed with arctic environments and especially arctic research bases. (The Thing has me in a death grip pfpgjdjf) I'm having a very good time hehe~~

You venture into places and explore environments I haven't seen anyone in this fandom write about yet. (maybe I live under a rock and there are more fics that explore settings like this, sorry if I've missed those) What I want to say is I'm so impressed that you can tap into all these different environments and transport us there so effectively! Lovely stuff!!

Michael and Vanessa are holding big secrets, gosh, especially Michael! I want to know what he knows, and what he might be hiding~

I really like those two in this story btw! Y/N needs some good people around to bring them down to reality after their meetings with Eclipse, and so far Michael and Vanessa are doing a great job.

I gotta say, the oatmeal with cinnamon brings so much warmth to my heart. Where I live it's a common food, especially during the winter months. Next time I have some it'll be really hard to not think about this fic. X3

Ok! Now the guy we all are obsessed with! Eclipse!!!

I'm falling so hard for this orca that by this point the impact will be fatal. He's so scary, off-putting and littered with red flags, still I want to cuddle him!? How do you even write a character like that!? How is he turning into a softie!?!?

Every interaction with him gives us something new, it's always so exciting when he shows up! And of course you're taking advantage of all his animal/monster features, one of my favorite things about your writing. You're using his teeth, his claws, his orca body and giving him those animalistic behaviours that just makes him SO FUN TO READ!! He's a creature and I LOVE IT! >:3

So in the recent chapters with the rock, the nap and that little ice block ride, oh my goodness he's sweet! How are you making him sweet while still keeping his forceful behavior!? I'm really wondering if he'll ever stop with the manhandling, will he be transformed at the end of all this, and where will this story even go!! I have my theories, but I feel like they could all be wrong X3

Before I end I'd like to just ask one thing about Eclipse!

How is his relationship with actual orcas? Are they mingling or does he hunt them? Or are the orca families too strong for him and they bully him out of territories and hunting grounds? Or do they just ignore each other?

(Feel free to ignore this question if it will lead to spoilers :p)

I'm VERY excited to see how this story continues, it's been such an enjoyable ride so far! Thank you for blessing us with your writing! ♥️♥️♥️

Meep, I am rattling you so hard right now, you have no idea!!!

Thank you so much! I've really thrown myself into descriptions for this fic as I want to capture the essence of the feeling of a place as intense and wonderful as the Arctic so your comment makes me so so happy!

Ah, Y/N really does need good people!! Vanessa and Michael have got stuff going on :)

Aw, that's super sweet ;-;

AH YES THE GUY HIMSELF!!! I'm really glad you enjoy him, I enjoy him too, writing and in the brainrot alsjdfals but we'll find out more about him as we continue on this icy little journey hehe

I would love to answer this question but I think it might be a spoiler, so I'll just ask that you keep it in your back pocket for later!!!

Thank you so much, Meep!!! I'm excited too and I'm so glad you like it!!

#mwah #smooch ya on the head #themeeplord #compliments

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presidentbungus · 10 months

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um erm uhh idk how much you’ve talked abt demoscout on here but! who do u think caught feelings first and who was the first to do anything abt it. that and or whatever scenario youre thinking abt them in rn (or just brainrotting in general abt). i just want to talk about my sillies

okkkk:) (writes 1000 words)

I def think scout caught feelings first and didn't really figure out that was what was going on for the month or two it took them to become really close friends. as soon as he kind of figured out it was a romantic thing he fell like a rock, but by then they were already like friends and trying to rizz demo up like he does all his other chicks would be too weird.….. thus ensues an awkward few weeks where scout, World's Worst Secret Holder Ever, does a very bad job at "trying" to "hide" his massive fucking thing for demo by getting weird and twitchy around him and occasionally talking about it very loudly to anyone in the immediate vicinity as long as demo's not within his eyeline.

demo catches on basically instantly, of course, and has been nursing his own little (dramatically subtler) thing for scout over the course of their friendship, but gets stuck in a kind of weird spot where he's too worried to bring it up or even just try and push it further for fear of alienating scout, since scout is notably keen on just running away from difficult situations, and demo thinks that maybe they might just be better off separate anyway. he still flirts back, that said, in subtle and unsubtle ways, and it makes him just a little guilty but it’s so cute to watch the way scout glows up red and shrugs it off, and there’s always the hope that he’ll maybe, just maybe, take the hint, though of course he doesn’t trust himself to go further than just hints.

thus begins a strange waiting game where they're both kind of waiting for the other one to make the first move, resorting to awkwardly flirting-but-not-flirting with each other every five seconds as they start spending more and more time with each other until they're basically dating already. everyone on-base wishes they would just shack up already, since they're tired of the sincere lack of resolution in their relationship (and not even the fun kind—it's just a kind of tragic infinite loop of missed chances and the gossip's getting kind of stale), but it's declared code not to interfere with developing relationships since the general emotional environment in a place with as many screws loose as this one tends to be very fragile, and to be honest everyone's also just kind of waiting with bated breath to see who finally takes the initiative, naturally.

and, well, scout can't hold his liquor despite getting absolutely fucking plastered with demo twice a week, and absolutely fucking plastered demo is still more sober than absolutely fucking plastered scout, and something was bound to slip between the cracks eventually. one night a few weeks in scout crawls into demo's lap (altogether not too uncommon of an occurrence) and, through an impressively thick film of snot and tears, starts to tell him everything, and one thing comes to another and they’re making out by the second or third sentence. demo pulls away, feels so extremely guilty about taking advantage of scout when he’s not thinking straight (despite how deeply wasted he is too), and says we gotta stop here, if we wanna get entangled and whatnot we’ll talk about it when you’re sober and I’m only half-drunk and you can understand what you’re getting into.

and it kind of hurts to say that, for sure, when all this time he’s been waiting for scout for so long and scout just had to go ahead and do it when he wasn’t in one piece of mind about anything, and he’s not sure scout’s making the right decision here going with him anyway—it’s a whole big clusterfuck and they shout a few slurred lines at each other over it, too far gone to argue coherently but certainly awake enough to yell, but when they both end up falling asleep not long after it’s still draped across each other, scout stuck to demo’s side like a bloody limpet. when scout wakes up first he doesn’t remember fucking anything but he’s so hungover and demo’s got an arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him in, resting his chin on his head and drooling a puddle into his hair, and he definitely gets the general idea. he nudges him awake and demo opens his eyes and immediately starts spilling into a slightly-tearful explanation, pushing away from scout and almost pleading that he’s sorry, and he let himself go and should’ve given him more space and time and he wasn’t thinking straight then and he’s probably not thinking straight now and it’s so fucking stupid that scout just puts a hand on either shoulder and climbs up and kisses him again, right there, and at least, at the very fucking least, that shuts him up.

followed by a slightly more fruitful makeout session, followed by a long boring conversation where demo desperately tries to discuss boundaries while scout wonders why they can’t just get on with being boyfriend-boyfriend already and regularly chimes in to say that man, if I didn’t want to go out with you, I wouldn’t’ve freakin’ kissed you, cool your ass ya big freakin’ sadsack. and that, at least, feels kind of normal, even if nothing about the rest of the situation is remotely normal.

(and for the record, demo puts up such a fight at first and everything, but once he’s figured out scout’s really fine with it they’re sucking face on the kitchen counter about the second day of proper dating-dating. everyone quickly discovers a bad problem absolutely has the possibility to turn into a worse problem, because arguably watching them stumble through a long list of conversational pick-up landmines was preferable to having to listen to them giggle and make out and get all grabby-grabby on the couch next to you when you’re just trying to watch a goddamn movie)

all this is to say: thfey’re silly. I like tghem

#I’m nromal. I’m regular.#thanks for the ask!#bungus headcanons #tf2 scout #tf2 demoman #tf2 #demoscout #hop scotch

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sagau-my-beloved · 2 years

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More brainrot of the modern isakai AU but imagine if it was Venti’s first Halloween. Imagine reader telling him he can wear his normal clothes again and he cheerfully does so, trick or treaters immediately saying what a good Venti costume that is.

Imagine if Venti sees an actual scary costume and thinks reader is in trouble. He’s so confused lol

☁️ anon

Halloween time!!!

Halloween and cons are pretty much the only time he can don his default attire in public, so he's gotta take advantage of that of course

But he'd get an absolute kick out of trick or treating, despite the weird looks both of you get for being 'too old', would straight up grab your hand and run from house to house while laughing, sneaks all of his really good candy into your bag though

Maybe make sure to keep an eye on exactly how much candy he eats too, he could probably get sick pretty easily from it

But it's another opportunity for him to explore your worlds traditions, so learning as much about it as he can allows him to recreate it when you do finally go to Teyvat

I'm telling you he would probably go all out, I'm talking full decorating whatever place you share together with all those fake spider webs that are really annoying and lights and other fun things

I also think he would be super into matching costumes, like the really stupid ones, if you happen to know of any Halloween parties you're going to he insists on wearing them together

And then imagine one of your friends ends up dressing as some slasher killer for said party and starts acting it out with you, but it's not like Venti knows any better, that might not end well—

Let's just hope he doesn't act on his instinct to immediately throw the guy 50 feet away with a controlled wind blast, you might not be able to play that one off

Ok here me out, horror movie marathons

I personally love horror movie, so just the dynamic where you're totally fine enjoying it and Venti's about to have a heart attack, full on wided eyed hiding his face against you at the really bad parts, nervous laughing at the dread inducing suspense music

I'd say it's debatable whether or not he'd be more sensitive to that stuff or less sensitive, on one hand it's hard to be desensitized to it when you don't actively watch it very often, it's not like they just have incredibly violent and gory movies in Teyvat and some of it can look very realistic, but on the other hand war criminal and all, so—

In conclusion yeah, he's gonna give anything you like a try obv, and I feel like he'd easily get into the spirit of things, got to make sure that every day you spend with him is better than any day you spend without, which especially includes holidays

#genshin impact #genshin venti #venti x reader #sagau #genshin x reader #brainrot #I'm probably not doing anything again this year #maybe watch some scary movies if i have the time #sucks it's on a Monday #☁️ anon

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hello, its me again, the self insert bastard

i have SO MANY thoughts about Jotaro and Kakyoin being childhood friends, it's only for a short time because Kakyoin's dad's job causes him to move around a lot; but they reunite in middle school only for Kakyoin to move away a month later AND THEN, Jotaro gets in an accident where he hits his head and forgets, along with him starting to show an aggressive nature [ due to said injury ] + combined with the harassment he faced because of Japan's xenophobia and then people suddenly wanting to be all over him one the Joestar Genes (tm) kick in

Which leads to DIO trying to take advantage of this bond between the two by sending Kakyoin after Jotaro in some sick mind game and Kakyoin expecting Jotaro to falter in their battle only for Jotaro to not have a single goddamn memory about Kakyoin and beating him stupid.

Which ALSO adds a layer to the scene where Jotaro pulls the fleshbud from Kakyoin's head and Kakyoin being near in tears as he cant understand why Jotaro saved him after very clearly not recognizing him and Jotaro is just, idk bro [ deep down his soul is like I GOTTA ]

theres like so many MORE layer to this when the self insert universe lore comes into play but i dont want to barf it up all at once because i want this to slap people in the face when its revealed in full [ when i can finally write this, i gotta finish the current project im on before diving into more ]

my brain is full of thoughts

*crashes through the wall* HEY I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND BUT FOR SOME REASON THIS SMACKED ME UP THE HEAD WITH BRAINROT SO PREPARE YOURSELF FOR EVEN MORE ADDED IN WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT-

so what if I just. what if I

*bonks Jotaro with more amnesia*

what if in the accident you mentioned Jotaro couldn't remember anything. Like, brain blank, had to relearn a lot of basic skills and is having to essentially start living life again from scratch

Holly is of course a god send through it all. She never expects anything from him even though he's supposed to know who she is, and despite the undoubted amount of pain she's experiencing seeing him like this she lets him get closer and comfortable at his own pace, never making him to do anything he isn't comfortable with. She does what she can to help him remember things, but also does what she can to help him keep the new memories he makes (another symptom of amnesia is having difficulty making new memories too which will honestly just adding more frustration). Maybe she gives him a small notebook and maybe even a video camera to help him out

she doesn't try to mould him into how he used to be and just..... lets him be who he wants to be

and honestly...... when he does start school it's no wonder he retaliates. He probably pestered Holly for months to let him go back to school, but when he does...... the world is crueler than he thought. It's not at all like his home with Holly's warm hugs and phone calls with Joseph's bad jokes and crazy stories and Suzie's gentle encouragement and advice. Instead, it's cruel with harsh gazes waiting for him to mess up and whispers he can just barely hear and rules he can't understand

it frustrates him and scares him but most of all it confuses him. And because he doesn't know how to respond to it all, he retaliates with anger. Anger was easy. It made sense, it was clean cut and knew what it wanted him to do and gave him quick, easy explainations of how to do it

(Holly hates it, he knows. He can see it in how the spark in her eyes dims a fraction every time she gets a call from the school, how her eyes will linger on every bruise and scrape when he comes back home long after the sun set, how she always looks so sad whenever he hangs out by himself without any friends)

((But she never says anything. She still keeps the first aid kit under the sink stocked up, she still makes him his favorite foods (new and old) every few weeks, she still helps him go over all his video footage and journal entries, and in those soft moments behind the wood walls and shoji doors that keep the harsh world out, Jotaro can't help but wish he could remember what to feel instead of anger))

but of course, Dio and Kakyoin have no idea about any of this. As far as Kakyoin's aware, Jotaro simply..... forgot about him. There was no recognition in Jotaro's eyes, so hesitation in his punches, no acknowledgment of the past they shared, of how much they'd meant to each other

And BOY that's painful to learn, that the one and only friend he ever made, who stubbornly stuck to his side no matter what he did to try and scare him off, who accepted Hierophant's existence without hesitation even though he couldn't see the spirit, simply....... forgot about him completely. Whether it was because he didn't care or because in the grand scheme of things Kakyoin really wasn't that important, it burns in a way he hadn't predicted it would

this definitely changes his and Jotaro's dynamic, with Kakyoin trying VERY hard to pretend he doesn't care and is completely unaffected and Jotaro who really has no fucking clue what's up with this red haired kid

and who knows. Maybe Kakyoin was a pinch familiar to Jotaro but he brushed it off since there were a lot of things in his life that felt vaguely familiar. Maybe they knew each other before his accident, but they probably weren't that close since the guy hadn't tried bringing up the past yet. Or even worse, maybe it was a one sided type thing and Kakyoin had no idea who he was at all

(Jotaro tries not to acknowledge the slight disappointment he feels at that thought. His knowledge who he is, who he was, was almost entirely limited to his mother and grandparents who lived across a whole ocean. No friends, no extended family, just the three of them left filling in the gaps. The idea of there being a fourth person who properly knew him, someone his age...... ah, but no matter, it probably wasn't anything)

also for some added angst....... just. when Jotaro starts getting more positive(?) attention at school, what if some people tried pretending they knew each other before his accident to try and get closer. Just to give this boi some ✨ trust issues ✨

and honestly, there are so many ways the reveal and reconnection can go and I don't know which one to pick. We could have the crack-y "Joseph makes a joke about it and Kakyoin's brain soft reboots" to the softer "in a moment of vulnerability Jotaro talks about the amnesia because he's starting to genuinely see the Crusaders as friends" to an angsty "Kakyoin reveals he knew Jotaro in a moment of stress/high emotion and Jotaro slightly flips his shit because This Guy Knew Him And Didn't Say Anything"

there's just. so much and it's so tasty

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cloudninetonine · 1 year

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Bc you’re the person I feel like I can run and go brainrot off to, can I offer twilight brainrot?

Twilight Princes was my first LoZ game. I never played it bc my Wii was busted and I didn’t own a GameCube. But it was the first game of the franchise that was introduced to me and the first play through I ever watched. So I’m projecting it onto Player for the sake of this.

Player, of course, knows Twilight is Wolfie. What do they do despite this? Act completely clueless. Let him tell them whenever he’s ready. It falls into Twilight knowing he can relax near them while he’s Wolfie and he takes advantage of it. They just talk and talk as they pet him. About the others, about their home, about stupid stories, maybe something they saw. About him.

And he’s always expecting a “but” whenever they go on about him. Something negative because I know he struggles with himself at times. And he’s always surprised when it never comes. It’s always “Twilight is pretty cool” or “I’m happy I’m desensitized to gore because if I wasn’t, I wouldn’t have seen how hot Twilight looked while fighting that Wizzrobe.”

And he just… gets flustered. Every time. Bonus if we’re running with him having a country accent like how twilight-pup gives him. Because then it’s compliments and gushing on his accent.

At some point Player just hits Wolfie with the “I’d trust Twi with my drink” but I feel like he wouldn’t understand the full weight of that sentence. Until he asks.

“So… what exactly does ‘trust with my drink’ mean? Heard someone say it while we were in town ‘n stuff.”

“It means trust. At least, in my time it does,” Player shrugs as they rummage through their bag. “Like— Okay. I guess it’s real talk hour. In bars and clubs, people aren’t exactly trustworthy. If you go out with someone, you have to know you can trust them. There’s a whole thing when it comes to drinks. People always have an eye and hand on their drink. If we don’t, we buy another one.”

“Even if it’s ain’t finished?” Twilight raises a brow.

“Mhm. Because it’s common for someone to possibly get… drugged,” they seem to droop at that. Frustration and sadness building in them. “Girls and guys alike go missing. Giving someone your drink—“

“— means ya trust them enough not to hurt ya,” he finishes softly.

The whole weight of the meaning would just crash down on Twilight. You trust him enough not to bring you harm when you can’t trust others. In a place where you might get hurt. You trust him enough to leave an item with him without worry.

And it just builds this overwhelming feeling in him that he drops down beside you and just… leans against you in a way. For the whole night. Like he’s full on emotional from how much you trust him.

It probably leads with him admitting he’s Wolfie and Player snickering because they always knew. Just a giggle of “I know. I’ve been knew. Since like— I first got my hands on your journey. You’re a cutie both as a wolf and a hylian.”

ANYWAYS THAT’S MY BRAINROT. I JUST REALLY LIKE TWILIGHT. HE’S MY SKRUNKLY. MY LITTLE SCRIMBO. MY BLORBO

- 🪶

You are always welcome to brain rot- everyone is!

And I'm loving the Twilight brain rot! Especially after the newest update, gotta be thinking about my beautiful boy after all he's been through!

"You can hold me drink." The ultimate trust, honestly and that's definitely a great way to explain their process with trust- just thinking about Player naturally asking Twilight to hold their drink either to go toilet, dance, etc. etc. I feel it would only make Twilight feel even more special as they actively show their trust in him.

Player would also be sure to lowkey tease Twilight about knowing but still not actively saying anything- more because they think the rest of the group doesn't know.

#cloud answers #Anon asks

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fruit-salad-ship · 2 years

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I got thinking about what team Peach would bring to take her family down, and the type advantages that could work, and remembered Grey has some water specialties. Sudden image of Peach fighting and getting knocked to the ground, storm raging overhead, her back to some coastline cliffs (I don’t know if that’s even close to where her family lives but the brainrot happened) and a weak Val held close to her chest. She’s backpedaling as hard as she can, family slowly stepping toward her, knowing they’ve won, maybe monologuing. All of a sudden a huge wave rises up and crashes against the cliffs and all the gyarados from the island are there, staring down the entire family, and Grey climbs up to the head of one, and a little flash of hope appears in Peach’s eye. Plum comes in too somehow, maybe Boadicea carries her while Missy flies alongside

This feels so anime I’m so sorry lol

This turned out longer than i planned. I wanna draw bits of this SO BADLY.

It'd be Robbie, the last remaining cousin, who catches peach out, eager to remove the heir from the bloodline, he's twisted and devious, and thinks if he can kill peach, he has a better chance at leading. He's know for the most brutal tactics, and always gets his way, through manipulation or force. Peach severely underestimates just how far he'll go to wipe her off the face of the planet. She was just sneaking closer to gather information, had no intention of engaging with any of her people, didn't prepare enough, wasn't ready for an unfair fight, odds stacked against her and the handful of pokemon she'd brought for recon, not a war.

In a brutal turn of events, Peach sees one of his team fire off a huge hyper beam, through another of his own pokemon who was unfortunate enough to be between him and the professor. She dodges, but Rob's own pokemon does not, the hit is fatal but out of desperation Peach tries to get to it to help in some way. Sure it was attacking her earlier but the betrayal makes her blood boil. Inner doctor kicks in, gotta try to help. This is of course a trap. Robbie calls one final attack on her, Val raising a shield, but it's not enough to take the full hit, shield takes the brunt but cracks, blasting them both back. Booker's on one knee exhausted, totally out of it, Val is in a bad way, standing but heavily injured, Minerva is trying to keep the hoards of specially trained pokemon back with ferocious kicks and speed, but it's just not enough, theres too many. Peach has already been knocked out of a bonded form, leaving her out of energy and totally vulnerable, everyones too tired to keep this up.

He backs her up to the cliff coastline where she once nearly got eaten up by a sharpedo, grabbing Val, taking Minerva's hand, leaning into Booker as reassurance, realising this was probably the end. Tears prick up looking at her team, gut wrenching regret bringing them here. A last ditch thought, to potentially save them from certain death. She apologises, before returning them all, instinct to fight to get back out, too weak to break free. With a strong arm, she throws all her pokeballs out to the ocean. They'll float, and soon after, their emergency beacons would go off, someone would find them in due time, they'll wash up on some distant shore, and find help.

Alone, furious, scared, foot feeling a little ground slip from under her, looking back to the fatal fall into rocky outcrops, ocean churning at the base, as a giant charizard snaps, its throat white hot, she can feel it radiating heat comparable to a furnace. Robbie has that twisted grin on his face, finally able to remove all viable competition. Theres nothing left to do, several pokemon closing in. With her last little bout of defiance, she points to the body of the pokemon who got taken out by friendly fire, looking at all his other mons, one or two wavering, but otherwise ignoring her desperate attempt to help them see they hold the power, too afraid of their trainer to rebel.

A final 'fuck you' at Robbie, middle fingers up, terrified but defiant to the end. Three of the pokemon ahead of her begin to charge attacks point blank. A sudden burst of cold air, water spray, too high up to be the ocean, the sound of earth shaking roars, tearing the attention of her foe away from peach briefly, looking now behind her. A shadow covers the whole area, engulfs her, forcing the woman to peer behind, towering bodies blocking out the drop, the horizon line, everything. Blasts of water push them back, several Gyarados moving around her like actual waves, they're all familiar, all of them give her a side eye as she staggers back a little, some form of relief, hope letting her legs give out briefly. Robbie shouts at his pokemon, pushes them further, but they don't stand up to the sheer number of hydro pumps relentlessly pushing them back. Some slip and fall, some tumble backwards, a couple take to the skies, followed closely by a duo of Gyarados, not limited to the water or the ground, but the clouds too.

"Dragons hey?" A hand on peach's shoulder feels familiar, warm, looking back to Grey who'd brought the cavalry. He looks at her softly, but you can see theres an anger behind that, redirecting his gaze to the fight, that anger increasing by the second, making sure to command the hoard with competence, keep them informed, supported. Behind him, Boadicea comes into view, big broad wings creating wind as she lands on the ledge, Plum tentatively on her back, tolerating the flight despite how sick it made her feel. She hops down from the back of the charizard hybrid, wobbly legs but fine, stooping down to the woman on the ground. The pokemon itself is quick to examine all the injuries she's sustained, worried as any youngster would be. "Don't lose these." Plum murmurs, eyes on the cuts and bruises, handing back the pokeballs Peach threw out of desperation, her team within.

She can't help but cry, unable to hold it back totally, trying to stop the tears, helped up by the ranger. She was so certain she was going to die there and then, suddenly surrounded by reinforcement, love. The recon mission had gone very wrong, and somehow these two found her just in time, against all odds.

Pushed back, shouting obscenities at both Peach and his own team, Robbie is left on the cliff face, the trio returning to the skies behind covering fire, escaping for the time being. It would not stop him trying again, but for now, there was time to recuperate, heal up, prepare better. Peach is fully aware that he'll change his tactics to handle the water types next time, but for now, they were all alive and together.

#long post #brainrot #fruit salad

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lady-of-disdain · 2 years

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no because you gave me killer brainrot and now i gotta share what i just thought of, you know how soooo many people in heathcare are usually smokers or have some other bad habit to cope with stress??? what would our boy do if he found out reader had/started the habit, would he try to convince us to stop, take it as an excuse to steal more our time out behind the clinic (since many places give extra breaks to smokers), or maybe some complicated mix of both??? idk idk it's a fun imagine i think---

First of all, you telling me I've given you Killer brainrot is the best compliment I could have ever gotten. Any time someone mentions that they haven't thought about needing or wanting a KillerxReader fic until they've read PLMM I melt into a little puddle. My goal starting out was simply that Killer needed more love, and it makes me so happy to know it's working. <333

SO, as to your question:

OHBOYO is the bad stress coping mechanisms a thing. (Mine's fast food 😩)

Killer probably wouldn't notice the smoking itself so much at first. He doesn't know a lot about human lungs or the damage that smoking would do to them. Meat creature problems, skeletons don't have this issue. But once he found out about your little random smoke breaks throughout the day he would certainly take advantage of them when he can. (I mean we haven't barely even gotten to Killer visits at work in the fic yet. This is just the beginning Nonny lmao).

Of course, this kind of selfish thoughtlessness is 100% because he doesn't understand how bad human cigarettes are. But maybe once he figured that out (probably after hearing the term "cancer-stick", "DPSing my lungs", and "smoker's cough" enough times that it finally sinks in) he might try to wean you off the habit with something a little safer.

Dog Treats are made of magic, much safer, and have a fun calming, and HP-raising effect (depending on the AU you get them from of course), it probably wouldn't be hard to convince you to smoke those on your breaks instead.

Win-win, he still gets to join you on smoke breaks, and you won't die faster than you should. <3

#undertale #killer sans #undertale fanfiction #PLMM

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flockrest · 10 months

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munday questions for mumus / @stygicniron, @lunaright, & anonymous

which muse would you say is the most fun to write personally?

heads-up that i may answer some of these with most of my muses in mind, including those not featured on this blog!

as for most fun, is it any surprise that my answer would be tulin! out of all the Little Guys i've actually made a blog for, he's had the advantage of not additionally being an extremely minor or niche character, so levels of engagement from others have been super lovely and crucial in making him the most enjoyable to write! otherwise, toothless from httyd and my wife queen zelda from twilight princess come very close in second place due to being written with close friends in the past.

are there any muses you’ve dropped? if so was there a reason why?

i don't think i've ever consciously dropped a muse? my muses can become inactive ( writing/blogwise ) just because my interests, motivation, and energy are never aligned consistently, but i have yet to write for a character i ended up saying never again to shortly after :)

is there a trend or a specific type of muses you normally tend to pick up?

characterisation and thematic-wise, not really! a majority of my muses are now Little Guys and/or Not Human compared to how i first started out, but it's not like being either of those is a personality trait sldkfjlf the things tying them all together most clearly are that they have all given me the same disgusting amount of brainrot, and i am either extremely unhappy with what their canons have done with them or there is so blissfully little of their canons that i am more than happy to do whatever the heck i want with them!

are there muses that you would like to use more?

i love you tutu, but you gotta give the others here some of the spotlight, seriously lskdfjdkl i'd love to write any of the others on this blog more, but particularly kido! he's my son-boy-lad-baby-darling-child of five years and going! the product of two friends fucking around, but i've run a lot further off with him now that i do get sad thinking about how i can't show this friend ( we are unfortunately no longer in contact ) what i've figured out with him :'D

( thank you to everyone who wants to interact with him btw. you are the realest mvps, i hope you know that )

honestly though, it's kind of my fault for not pushing for anyone other than tuli more, and i understand that minor/more niche characters can be left by the wayside when there's only so much time we all have for this hobby. this is more a case of it is what it is, and i can deal with that! i just hope i'll be able to get more interactions with everyone, not just tulin, as time passes!

which muse has had the biggest change in personality or drastic turns in character development?

good question! maybe rauru? i doubt putting him through several crises in his life doesn't count as drastic turns in development slkfjdlf the only muse i've got who beats him in terms of What Horrors Can Be Inflicted On You would probably be the runaway kid from little nightmares :')

but the one whose organic development surprised me the most is probably kido! he started off as little more than an offshoot of the concept of "collective grief" that i was enabled to taking more seriously, then i really started thinking about his family, and what healing might look like for him, and what it might not look like for him, and before i knew it i had more character thoughts and motivations than i know what to do with?? perks of being a writer ahaha

#stygicniron #lunaright #* roosting / ooc.#i was too tired to get to these when it was still munday for y'all [shakes fist at work]#but thanks loads for sending these in!! was very fun to answer <3 #will be making use of the queue lots more these next few days!#hope y'all have been doing well. be seeing you!#ALSO HEY. the busier i am the more likely i'm gonna be in people's inboxes #so i'm gonna take those likes from the permanent sc to heart! hope you don't mind me throwing tuli @ y'all sflkjdfl

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seelestia · 2 years

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chaotic is good methinks >:3

couldn't agree more about that!!

hoyoverse, farming tears from their fans since 2020 and using it to fuel more tragic backstories 😎

"but if you're capable, what is stopping you from adding another beginning to that end?" i'm- slskdjfklsdf i love this line so much??? honestly, you could tag these posts inside your writing tag because these are some golden masterpieces you're writing right here!

a very interesting take on albedo's reaction. he's a such complex character to write ;w;

what can i say i gotta live on as my namesake ehe :3

it's very distinct and very pretty!! enemies/co-workers to lovers trope fits him so well… do it ig i can see his charm with that personality and the wink and cheeky 'blep' of his…

ps. ❝CAN YOU KISS ME?❞ is so adorable and fluffy it gave my heart cavities 💘

- 💠

we do make a good pair of brainrotters~ and as someone who has played through genshin and honkai, i can tell hoyoverse will never let us live in peace and they do such a good job at collecting tears ;(

i didn't mean to channel my inner writer side while rambling but that is a habit of mine, it seems. but that's a good idea! let's allow everyone else to cruise through a specialized tag for our brainrots, hehe~

( includes references to v2.3 !! )

ah, truly he is. albedo is a complex character that sometimes, i struggle with deducing what could be going through his mind — but that's what makes studying his character all the more enjoyable! i eat up his lore like they're roasted skewers.... (/pos)

and 💠 anon, never feel discouraged to share your view or study on any characters with me, alright? because i don't want to come off like i'm saying my opinions are solely the right ones :( not only can i be off the mark with them, but i also love hearing takes from other people~ it just comes to show how uniquely each of us perceives things, you know? i like that a lot >:)

─ ⊹ ⊱ ・・・・・・☆・・・・・・・⊰ ⊹ ─

also, i love your take on his reaction tho! it gives me major corrupted!albedo and teeny tiny yandere vibes 👀 fjwkkskjfsk but oooh, what if. what if.

what if albedo does manage to revive you but at the cost of his soul? the second when you awake, there is a heavy feeling present in your chest as it weighs you down. you breath, but it feels wrong.

no, you can still remember.

the pain that struck your body, the forlornness you saw on his face that day as he held you. no, you're not supposed to be here.

you're not supposed to be breathing, you stopped a long time ago. so, why are you alive? the way your heart thumps inside your chest feels like a dream.

"you're awake."

you glance to meet those very same teal eyes you've stared into so many times before. albedo, you want to cry out and embrace him but you can't find the strength to lift your limbs.

he extends his hand to your cheek, "shhh, it's okay. welcome home, [Y/N]." a soft caress but his hand lacks warmth, it's strangely cold.

your intuitions scream at you; they begin to claw at you from the inside. something is off and you can't place your hands on it as you rack through your hazy mind. so many questions you want to ask, so many things you want to say — until the moment your gaze drifts down from his mesmerizing eyes to his neck.

the diamond marking.

it's not there.

'albedo' smiles, "what's wrong, hm?" oh-so innocently he does but you're not comforted by it, not one bit.

fear paralyzes you by storm but you manage to inch away from him. no, he is not your albedo.

growing weak has its disadvantages but to bring you, albedo is willing. yet, at the same time, one of those disadvantages includes a predator hiding in hindsight, waiting for the right moment to pounce. now that the oh-so perfect subject has let down his guard, it's time for the discarded one to shine now.

tldr: albedo has grown significantly weaker after reviving you and primodial albedo uses this exact situation to his advantage, overempowering the original and replacing the place he should've gotten.

hm, what happened to the original? that's only for him to know. after all, it's thanks to you and the original's blind devotion that he finally got to take his rightful place. ha, foolish lovers.

─ ⊹ ⊱ ・・・・・・☆・・・・・・・⊰ ⊹ ─

ah, yes enemies to lovers with heizou ... i am thinking very hard, thoughts are being thunk rn, somebody help. (/lh) heizou and his witiness. his pretty olive eyes. his fluffy hair with that headband of his. bantering with him playfully. taking walks around inazuma and stumbling upon the most random of adventures. i am perfectly alright.

although !! i've actually never done like an actual long fic or a series with chapters before. headcanons have always been my forté but maybe, i should try branching out more??? hehe, we'll see ;D

#and i'm glad you think 'can you kiss me?' is cute <3 it's very floofy indeed !!#i'll give you a glass of water instead of cookies this time to save you from cavity (/lh)#ask box! 📬#visitor: dearest 💠 anon!#musings of golden reverie! 🪶#an extra dramatic tag for brainrots hehe~

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