#gah i hope i didn't miss any ;;

[braisedhoney]

the fundamental problem

#danny phantom #danny phantom fanart #vlad plasmius #vlad masters #dp fanart #a glitch in time spoilers #dp #a glitch in time #agit #agit spoilers #YEARS OF CATHARSIS MY G O D #vlad. honey. dearest sad cat man. *please pay for a goddamn therapist* #you had your realization i believe in you #oh god i really need to tag this and make sure i don’t miss any spoiler tags #danny phantom spoilers #danny phantom gn #are there any more #gah i hope i didn't miss any ;; #wow this might be the most rendered thing i've done for dp that's like. not a fully rendered dan in my normal style #mix of my normal style and the flatter cartoony thing i do for danny phantom *shrug* #danny phantom: a glitch in time #danny phantom: a glitch in time spoilers

[sakxramxlkii]

GENSHIN BOYS FINDING YOUR DIARY ABOUT THEM - HEADCANONS

You often wrote about your crush in your diary. You didn't believe that he would reciprocate your feelings, so you often found comfort in writing about him in your diary.

On a particular instance however, he was hanging out in your room and you had got up to prepare some snacks for him. While you were away, he looked to your blanket and noticed a little pink book semi-covered by the blanket. Curious, he picked it up and read it.

CYNO

- Shocked and intrigued.

- Would probably only ever bring it up if you banter together and it subtly suggests this instance.

-pretends to not know you like him when you come back with the snacks

-dw though if you find out, he's nervous/panicked too, he just doesn't wanna show it pookie ;)

-has a really bad joke or pun when you both banter and you find out

"I'm sorry. I couldn't resist the opportunity to 'snoop' at you. You're simply too fine to just stay in the 'shadows' and 'hide away' like that."

ALHAITHAM

- intrigued too, but mainly calm. He'd already suspected that you liked him.

- he'll probably just keep reading when you come in and catch him.

- bro just reads like it's any ordinary book, silent and focused 😭. You better hope you didn't narrate a whole story/fanfic of you both, or a vivid dream depicted in detail because hell of lord, he's going to read through it like it's written by Shakespeare. 💀

- probably will just spend more time with you after that and wait till you directly confess to him. He doesn't know romance stuff ight 😞

"I know." He reads a book while he hardly gives you any eye contact. "You wrote it in a diary." The silence and awkwardness fills the air. Your face was flushing knowing he had read through it. Alhaitham doesn't really know how romantic gestures work, but his cheeks were slightly tinted. You decided to break the silence by asking him out. "Sure, but if you let me finish reading that diary of yours."

CHILDE

- intrigued like everyone else. Excited knowing you feel the same way.

- brings it up the moment you walk in with the snacks

-will poke fun and tease you at how 'cheesy' and red you are.

-he's not missing an opportunity to just tease and ask you out.

"My my! What do we have here?~ Seems like someone has a bit crush on this harbinger! So...how about a date in a fancy restaurant located at Fontaine? My treat of course~"

ZHONGLI

- Zhongli is a gentleman, he would never snoop. In this case, let's re-write it a little. He would be trying to put the book to a shelf to help you keep organized. He'd unknowingly read the book for the contents to place it to it's respective place until he slowly realizes what it was.

- Like Alhaitham, he suspected you liked him in the first place. He's been in this world for so long, so it wasn't hard to recognise. He was calm too, but a little shocked reading through your diary.

- he's a respective man! He would probably read one or two pages out of curiosity and stops there for your privacy. He'd then put it back to your shelf.

- honest. When you come back, he'd straight up tell you he saw it on accident and that he was sorry.

- avoids embarrassing/teasing you, SUCH A GENTLEMAN GAH...

- prolly would subtly confess that he likes you too but if you seem like you wanted it to be a secret, he drops it and pretends like he doesn't know until you are ready enough to confess.

"My apologies. I was trying to put your diary back to a shelf and had read the contents unknowingly. I read the contents because i wasn't sure which category to place it in." He then takes a sip of his tea you poured him a while ago. "Though...I do wish to admit that I feel as if I may be able to reciprocate those feelings of yours. If you would give me a chance, that is."

12am rn. I will edit more ltr but gnnnnn i'm tired

#genshin prompts #genshin #genshin headcanon #genshin headcanons #zhongli headcanons #zhongli headcanon #zhongli #cyno #cyno headcanon #alhaitham #alhaitham headcanons #alhaitham headcanon #alhaitham x reader #zhongli x reader #cyno x reader #childe #childe headcanons #childe headcanon #childe x reader

[scribble-dribble-writes]

I have a request!! Y/N being sent on a mission by Miguel, them being gone for hours and not getting back at him makes Miguel check in on u over Layla & she has to him that they got hurt. A feral/worried Miguel going in for the rescue of a badly injured Y/N, taking care of their wounds and staying by their side. Once they regain consciousness -> lots of apologies and fluff/tenderness would be awesome!!

Thank u for reading this request of madness 🙈 x

Hi anon! Thanks for the request, I had to write it the moment I read it. GAH SOFT FERAL MIGUEL HAS ME IN A HOLD.

I hope you like this 💖💖💖

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Unsaid words

"LYLA", he called for his assistant.

His eyes glued to the monitor, looking through street footage and maps. His eyes now awake with the thirst of knowing where you were. Your location marker turned offline and he drew a sharp breath. Something was wrong, his mind coming up scenarios that he wasn't very fond of.

"Where is she?", he asked next. His fingers turning into claws that bit into the top of his table.

He was impatient. No. He was worried.

He had stayed numb, not getting close enough to miss anyone but you, his heart began to race, you were special.

"I can't find here active data but it's certain that she's hurt.", LYLA responded. Instantly, he pushed away from his desk, he had to find you.

His suit covered his head with his mask, his claws now fully out as he had only one goal in his mind.

He turned his gadget to the universe you were sent to and jumped into the portal, he couldn't wait for it to open, he shouldn't have sent you alone, thoughts and feelings he had kept hidden were now rising to the surface. He struck his blade into the time fabric tearing it open.

Cold rain greeted him, covering the world he entered in a goulish green. A sign that the anomaly here would be one of the Doc Oc variants. And just as he had though it, he saw a silhouette with tentacled arms climb up a building. In one of its arms, he caught sight of the colour of your suit.

Anger rushed into his system, one mixed with the overwhelming need to protect you. He hadn't felt that in a long time, since he lost his universe. The tip of his tongue felt the sharp end of his fangs bearing out at the thought of losing you.

He didn't waste a second, his eyes were locked on his target.

You grappled against the cold metal that wrapped around your throat. Your feet dangling over the dark city. It was getting hard to breathe and in the state you were in, you were certain that if you were dropped from this height, it would be fatal.

The mask you wore was torn in half, allowing you to witness the sheer force of an object that slammed into the anomaly. Red blades gleamed against the eerie moon as clawed hands tore away a couple metal arms. You could recognize him anywhere. His large back over powering the anomaly as he slammed Doc Oc's face into the glass facade of the building. Over and over, he wasn't like himself, you had never seen him this triggered.

The anomaly lost consciousness and the red eyes in the tentacles flickered out, the grip around your neck easing. Fear filled your system, your eyes widening at what this meant, you clawed against the metal now to hold on, to not slip. But the rain made it difficult, the glass panes were too smooth, it made it impossible for you to catch onto any surface. You pressed into your web shooters only to for it to confirm with a hiss that it was broken.

It was all in slow motion, your body feeling the pull of gravity, the anomaly tilting head back into a fall and the red slits on his mask turning to you, widening as he watched you fall.

Capturing the anomaly was what was important, that was the mission, not one could be killed in action as they had to be returned into their respective universe. Whereas, you, you were expendable, fallen soldiers in this war no one knew about.

So who was he going to save?

Was this another one of his canon events?

But something within you caused you to scream out his name, some stupid want to feel his arms around you again, one last time. And that was what changed everything.

With inhuman speed he secured the anomaly to a broken steel column and dove towards you. He looked like he owned the skies, his blades stretching out against him like his wings, a streak of black, red and blue.

He didn't use his web to catch you, afraid that it would end like a few Gwen Stacy deaths. He retracted his claws, and reached out for you.

His weight enabled him to reach you faster in mid air. You felt his arms circle you, press you deep into his chest as he braced for impact. He held you tight as you felt the smell of tarmac beneath you. He had saved you, even though it wasn't a part of the mission.

With your ear pressed into his suit, you could hear the ferocity with which his heart was beating. He pushed away quicking to inspect you, his thumb tracing over a scratch across your cheek making him grumble. As though you were his priced work of art and someone had defied him to hurt you.

"You came.", was all you could muster to say.

"Of course I would.", he spoke softly as he carried you in his arms.

Now this made you feel like you were untouchable by any force that ever existed. Nothing could be strong enough to pull you away from him.

"lo siento llegué tarde.", he drew closer to you as help arrived to clean up the scene.

"You were right on time.", you responded to ease his worry, which surprised you. He never worried about anyone in this way.

"Oh you've found her!", LYLA popped up next to him.

"He was losing his senses over at HQ.", she laughed.

"LYLA", he warned her.

"What?", she winked at you as she acted innocent.

"Leave us.", he ordered and she disappeared.

His gaze was on you, you could tell with how the eyes on his mask softened.

"I was afraid I might lose you.", he said quietly as he stroked your exposed jaw. His warm touch eradicated the biting cold sting of the rain.

"Where you?", you asked watching his mask unravel, exposing his nose and lips.

You could feel where this was heading, you craved it. But to see him nod to your question in a way that it was the absolute truth set your heart on fire. He had saved you, there was no grander gesture than that. It spoke more loudly than what he could put into words. He held the side of your face that your mask didn't cover, your left cheek, the tip of your nose and your lips.

He leaned down, his hot breath over your cheek sent your mind into an overdrive as he softly kissed you, a cliche. Maybe it was his canon event, the usual spidey kiss.

The pain in your body evaporated just for this second as you kissed him back. Your reaction causing him to pull you closer, as though it was a confirmation. Your intuition in tune with what he was feeling, unsaid words could remain unsaid. Instead he spoke with his hands and a racing pulse in his throat.

He pulled away, his lips now spread out in a smile as the suit engulfed his face again.

"Let's get you cleaned up first and then continue this later.", he chuckled as he opened the portal.

Now that was a command you didn't mind obeying.

#miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel ohara #miguel o'hara #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara fluff #miguel o hara #miguel o'hara fanfiction #spiderman 2099

[astaroth1357]

The Brothers are Damsels in Distress!!

I was flicking through my feed, saw something and went: "But what if Rapunzel??"

Content: Hints of Fairytale AU, but on crack

Scenario: One morning, through utterly inexplicable means, a portal opens up and drops one of the brothers into a cottage-style tower straight out of a fairy tale. The whole room is enchanted so they can't break out on their own. Their only means of communication are their phones and a crystal ball they can use to see what the MC and others are doing.

How are they taking this?

~♡♡♡~

Lucifer

This man is livid. Fuming. Almost apoplectic.

He has no idea what being has decided to put him in this position, but he's already planning on making them Cerberus' next chewtoy the moment he finds his freedom.

After establishing that he can't teleport out, break the walls, jump out the window, tunnel through the floorboards, or just blow up the room out of spite... he finally accepts his fate.

Lucifer... is miserable. He's doing his best to conserve his phone battery so he can still coordinate with his brothers from a distance, but watching them stumble around cluelessly through the crystal ball is honestly painful. He quite frequently shouts at the feed like a football dad screaming at a TV.

He puts all his hopes in MC and Dia coming up with something because everyone else is mostly useless... There were multiple instances where he just holds his head in his hands, resigning to the idea of being stuck there until he's just a dried out skeleton.

Even if they finally get to him, he won't be happy. He'll be humiliated by the whole affair and trying to anything in his power to save face and get out on his own as much as possible. Anyone who values their lives will forget that it ever happened in the future.

Bonus:

MC: *standing under the tower*

MC: Lucifer! Lucifer!! Let down your-gah!!

*they rub their head and feel something wet hit their fingers*

MC: Was... was that a tomato?!

MC: You know what, fuck you man!! Go help yourself!! 🤬

Mammon

He's flipping out.

An extrovert like Mammon trapped in a room like that all alone?? He'll go stir crazy in three days tops!

It took twenty minutes and 3 selfies for anyone besides the MC to believe that he was trapped in there. ... Then MC raking his brothers over the coals for them to actually start treating it like a priority. He really didn't do it to himself this time, dammit!!

Mammon's ADHD brain is already going mad after a few hours of nothing to do. MC gets piles upon piles of texts ranging from, "Are ya any closer yet??" to "MC, if ya can't get me out of here, take care of Goldie for me... my car too."

They have to reassure him multiple times that he would not, in fact, die in there if they could help it. Though after his phone goes dead from the constant spam, they do start to worry...

If there was any bright side to the situation, Mammon gets to watch his treasured MC absolutely tear his brothers a new one if any one of them so much as think about giving up or postponing the search. Their anger is truly frightening... so good thing he isn't there! Ha!!

When they finally find him, he's never lept for the MC so fast... Literally. He literally jumps. He wants out of there FAST.

Bonus:

MC: *standing under the tower*

MC: Mammon! Mammon!! Let down your-

Mammon: *leaps from the tower, knowing they'll find some way to catch him*

Mammon: FREEDOM!!!

MC: Oh dear God, don't just jump!!! 😫

Leviathan

Panicking like crazy and running around in circles. Can you even comprehend how many premieres he's going to miss like this?? The spoilers!!!

After the MC gets a hold of him through the phone and they tell him to hang tight and if he figures out where he is to let them know.

So uh... He had intends to keep his phone usage down to a minimum so he could conserve the battery life. However, he figures he could at least do his mobile game check-ins and the next thing he knows his phone dies during a weekly dungeon....

Honestly? His soul might have died along with it.

He spends a lot of time staring at the crystal ball, hoping in vain that one of his brothers will watch TV or something, anything that could give him something to do.

That was his only way of communicating with the others and, more importantly, the only source of entertainment an otaku like him could have in a room like this! Does he look like a cottagecore enthusiast?? No!!!

If anyone is in his bedroom, he'll try to zoom in on Henry's fishbowl and talk to him to decompress... He already feels like such an idiot for wasting his battery life. Henry, why is he so stupid...?

Yeah, he's going to be bored and moping until somebody comes to find him. But at least he won't mind the isolation as much so they're not too worried about him going crazy in there. He'll be fine... right?

Bouns:

MC: *standing under the tower*

MC: Leviathan! Leviathan!! Let down your-

Levi: *scrambles to the window* MC, DID YOU BRING A CHARGER?!?

MC: PRIORITIES, LEVI!!!

Satan

He is naturally furious, but also weirdly intrigued. Is this like one of those escape rooms MC sometimes talks to him about...?

Much like Lucifer, he quickly finds that trying to break through stuff wouldn't get him anywhere... as the heavy countertop he smashed into smithereens again the wall shows him.

Tantrum out of his system, Satan is probably the most rational the seven. He does his best to communicate to the others where the tower is based on the landmarks he can see, but he also uses his phone sparingly to conserve the battery.

While they all work to track him down, he keeps himself busy by listening to their plans through the crystal ball or searching for any weak points on his own, because what good would just sitting around do him?

He's surprisingly flexible. If the group plans to look for him from above, he sets out cushions on the floor just in case of any falls. If they want to look for him on foot, he makes sure to light as many candles as possible to give them a makeshift beacon to guide them.

By the time that they actually find him, he's already figured out a couple ways to help get him out depending on the possible exit points and has prepared accordingly.

Bonus:

MC: *standing under the tower*

MC: Satan! Satan!! Let down your-eh?

*they watch as a looong chain of tied together sheets, tablecloths, and towels gets tossed from the window, followed by Satan using it to calmly rappel down*

MC: U-uh.... Never mind! I guess you got this. 😅

Asmodeus

Asmo would be living his best life if only anyone could actually see him up there!

Asmo is all down for playing the role of the helpless, beautiful victim in need of rescuing but how is he supposed to pull that off if he's trapped all alone?? There's no attention! No pageantry!!

After getting the situation across to his brothers, he also kills his phone battery by posting selfies and livestreaming the situation to his adoring public. They're so scared for him, but he's not worried. MC will come find him, after all!

By the time they actually arrive to come get him, Asmo has already dolled himself up to play his newfound role perfectly.

After his phone dies, he keeps himself busy in small ways... Like practicing his relieved expression in a mirror for a few hours. Or using the curtains and his sewing skills to make himself just the cutest gown!

MC: *stand under the tower*

MC: Asmodeus! Asmodeus!! Let down your... hair...?

Asmo: ✨️COMING~!!✨️

*the MC watches as yards and yards of beautiful strawberry blonde trusses indeed gets thrown from the window above, all connected to a very hammy Asmo standing on the window sill*

MC: ... It's only been two days, how did you even grow all that?!?

Beelzebub

Very confused, upset, and hungry. Somebody please help him!!

The minute that Beel sends the message that he is trapped somewhere, it was really all hands on deck. MC and Belphie were freaking out of course, but all of his other brothers were just as worried as well. This is Beel here! He's going to be so hungry out there!!

And hungry he is. He went through an entire two weeks worth of rations stored in the room within an hour. By the end of the day, he's so mindlessly hungry that he starts taking bites out of the tables, chairs, and even his phone...

Since he can't use half of a phone, Beel has to watch his brothers work through the crystal ball while he gnats on the drapery, feeling guilty about making them all so worried...

At least this time his brothers don't argue nor fight with each other at all. Everyone understands what the priorities are and they follow whatever roles they are to the letter. They want to find him ASAP and they even take turns comforting Belphie with MC while they search.

By the time they find him, the whole family is willing to bust through the walls with pickaxes if that's what it takes to get to him. He would feel really touched by all of their efforts, but he's just so hungry... need... food.....

Bonus:

MC: *standing under the tower*

MC: Beel! BEEL!! I BROUGHT BURGERS!!!

Beel: MC... s-so hungry.... 😓

MC: You stay right there, don't move a muscle! I'm coming to you!! 😫

Belphegor

... Deja vu, right?

So this isn’t Belphie's first rodeo. He's practically a "stuffed up somewhere he can't escape from" veteran now. Though this place was more... cozy than the attic.

Call it the cow in him, but he's always had a soft spot for cottagecore. It's so homey and comforting, just perfect for lazy naps under fruit trees! The atmosphere is so relaxing...

So he naps. A LOT.

He ends up communicating a lot more sporadically with everyone than the others. Largely due to the long periods of unconsciousness. But like, could you blame him? What was he even supposed to do in there? MC would figure something out again.

Whenever he goes over to check the progress, he shoots out sarcastic texts about his brothers' dumb ideas to pass the time. It's very apparent how unconcerned he is about this from the get-go...

Does he know when they are on their way to get him? Surprisingly yes. Does he manage to stay awake until they show up? Unsurprisingly no. Go figure...

Bonus:

MC: *standing under the tower*

MC: Belphegor! Belphegor!! Let down your hair!

Belphegor: .....

MC: ... Belphie?

Belphegor: .....

MC: Bitch, are you seriously asleep?!

Belphegor: ....zzzZZzzz....

MC: ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?!

#sleepy belphie with milkmaid braids~ #cottagecore belphie lol #obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanons #obey me crack #obey me scenarios

[definitelynotafurinasimp]

Request honkai star :

Kafka, Natasha and himeko with a malewife reader (Oh mah Gah 🤭🫠)

Them with a reader that’s spouse material

characters: Kafka / Natasha / Himeko x gn!reader (separate)

warnings: none, just fluff

a/n: Since I wanted to make this more suitable for everyone I decided to slightly alter it to something more akin to a post I wrote for Ei, Yae and Kujou Sara with a similar premise. I hope you don’t mind

Hopefully this still matches what you envisioned, I tried my best, although "malewife" didn't give me *that* much to work with.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Kafka

Telling Kafka what she was allowed to do and what she wasn’t was an easy way to lose her attention. Even Elio was careful enough with their words when telling her the “script”, knowing that giving her information about the future was of no use when she wasn’t listening. 

And while this certain aspect of her personality didn’t just magically vanish when receiving an earful from you about her carelessness, it at the very least felt somewhat more tolerable.

It felt fair enough to say that seeing Kafka return with one or two new bruises added to the increasingly growing list of injuries she endured over the years, didn’t exactly fill you with euphoria. Quite the opposite. As you hurried over to her side to inspect the wounds from up close however, you were greeted with the sound of one of her chuckles, causing you to send a quick glare in her direction.

“Anything you have to say for yourself, Miss Kafka?”, you questioned her, your voice not sharing the same contentment as her face did.

“It’s nothing serious. I just got a little too into it”, she responded before making her way over to the nearest chair and exposing her wounded shoulder, the things that were about to follow having become something of a routine by now.

While a part of you wanted to chide her far more for how willingly she threw herself at enemies, you knew well enough by this point that it wasn’t going to make any difference, quickly grabbing whatever medical supplies you could get your hands on before making your way over to her and beginning to treat her injuries.

“That’s it? I expected more to come from you”, she asked with a small smirk on her face, causing you to let out a small sigh.

“We both know that lambasting you is nothing but a waste of breath”, you explained while applying a bit of alcohol on a piece of cloth before putting it on her wound, not even receiving the slightest flinch from her.

“Can you at least promise me that you’ll try to be more careful?”

“I’ll try.” Seeing Kafka’s lips curl into a smile made it difficult to stay angry or frustrated with her and before you knew it, yours had done the same. 

You gave her 2 weeks tops until she’d get wounded again.

Natasha

There weren’t many things Natasha loved more than the children of the underground, and while the clinic was always open for them to visit and play around in whenever their parents had to work in the mines, there were times even she felt overwhelmed by them, especially considering how much changed in such a short time.

You may not have been as good as Natasha when it came to dealing with children, often not exactly knowing how to handle their boundless energy, but in times like these, when she not only had to handle the rest of the wounded from the recent clashes in the mines, but also had to coordinate everything to reintegrate the underground with the world above the surface, the least you could do is keep the children entertained enough not to bombard her with *too* many questions.

When Natasha came back from her “little” wildfire meeting, she half expected to get swarmed by Hook and her moles almost instantly, only for the clinic to be suspiciously quiet. For a moment, she started to prepare herself for the little girl jumping out from somewhere in an attempt to scare her, the words she was about to say ready to leave her mouth the moment she opened it… but still. Nothing.

It was only then, that she heard Hook’s voice ring out from outside, prompting her to quickly go and investigate.

“What happened then?!”, Julian asked loud enough for any bystanders to clearly hear him, staring with wonder in his eyes as you tried your hardest to remember how the story continued, only for Hook to chime in.

“Yeah, what happened then? Did they manage to defeat him?”, she practically demanded an answer, the three childrens fixed gazes being enough for you to almost buckle underneath them.

“I’m sorry to interrupt your little story time, but you’ll have to be patient to find out how it continues. I’ll need s/o to help me with a few patients, but I’m sure they’ll be happy to tell you later”, Natasha’s voice rang out just in time to save you from Hook’s stare to change into a glare. But instead of causing you to let out a sigh of relief, your head immediately shot up at her mentioning of patients, having been sure that you took care of them already..

But before you could say anything, she signalled you to come along, causing you to walk past the children with an apologetic smile, hearing them complain about Natasha ruining the show, but not doing anything else.

“Didn’t we already take care of-”, you opened your mouth to ask the moment the door closed behind the two of you, only to get cut short almost as quickly as you quickly got pulled into a hug.

“Thanks for entertaining Hook and her friends. I know you aren’t the best with children, so I appreciate it. I know I’m busy right now, but once all of this is done I’ll make sure to repay you for all of your work”, she whispered just loud enough for you to hear her, causing your face to light up somewhat as you began fidgeting with your fingers.

“It’s nothing. I’m sure anyone would have done that”, you tried to play it down, never having been too good with praise, before quickly changing the subject.

“So anyway. There are no new patients, right?”, you asked before looking around, only for Natasha to let out a small chuckle.

Himeko

Himeko’s coffee was an acquired taste. While some would call it too bitter and “difficult to swallow”, real coffee lovers knew to appreciate its taste. Unfortunately for you however, you didn’t count yourself among those connoisseurs, normally having to add a truck's worth of ingredients to make it possible for you to even think about downing one. The thought of drinking one without any milk like you had heard Himeko suggest to others countless of times filling you with internal dread, even if you were excellent at hiding it.

It wasn’t every day that you decided to bake something for the rest of the crew, the clean-up the kitchen required to keep Pom-Pom from having a mental breakdown not exactly being something you enjoyed. But since today was a special occasion, being Dan Heng, March and your newest member returning from their first mission, you decided to bite the bullet for once.

The moment you entered the Parlor with the cake in one hand and plates and forks in the other, you became a person of interest. March grabbing the first few plates from you before you even had the chance to register her, all too eager to get the first piece of the cake.

“Seeing as today is a day of celebration, you may eat in here. But if you get anything dirty you’ll wish you weren't born”, Pom-Pom warned you all, although their glaring at March made it somewhat obvious that they had someone specific in mind, causing a nervous giggle from her.

“I’ll go make myself some hot chocolate, do you also want some?”, she offered after jumping back up from her seat, making her way to the door only to stop shortly afterwards.

“Isn’t hot chocolate for children?”, the trailblazer asked, immediately causing an argument to break out between the two of them, one that Himeko was all too happy to just watch before turning her face towards you.

“Do you want something to drink? I can make you a cup of coffee.” If March hadn’t been too busy arguing, she might have tried to help you out of your situation, but left on your own, you nodded before being able to think it over, not wanting to disappoint her, considering how proud she always seemed about her coffee.

It didn’t take long before Himeko returned with the promised drink, placing a cup on the table in front of you before pouring some of it in, quickly repeating the process with her own cup before sitting down opposite of you.

Trying your hardest to ignore how dark the coffee was while still keeping up with your conversation, you eventually decided to take a sip. The word “bitter” alone came nowhere near to describe its taste, and while your composure managed to hang on by a thread, the fight to get it to go down your throat was harder than any monster that ever challenged you.

“Bitter?” Himeko asked with a smile, not needing your answer in any way to decipher what you had to say, but finding your reaction to be a nice source of amusement.

“That’s how-”, you began to respond, only to stop yourself when the bitter taste still didn’t leave your mouth, a shiver running down your spine, “ -coffee’s supposed to be after all.”

“It’s great to hear that you share the sentiment. Don’t worry, you’ll get used to the aftertaste”, she stated with another smile, although you weren’t too sure if it was a genuine one or used in order to hide just how amusing she found the whole scene.

Before long, you saw Himeko refill the cup you had so struggled to empty, all the while enthusiastically telling you about different brewing methods, causing you to wonder if accepting her offer was the right decision.

Whether you really liked her coffee or just drank it to please her, by the time she was done with you, you’d be a black coffee lover like her… or at least accustomed enough to the bitterness to pretend to.

#hsr kafka #hsr kafka x reader #kafka x y/n #kafka x you #kafka x reader #natasha x reader #hsr natasha #hsr natasha x reader #himeko #hsr himeko #hsr himeko x reader #himeko x reader #himeko x y/n #himeko x you

[bl4cktourmaline]

[Genshin]

Yandere! Lyney -> One-shot

Alphabet: Yandere Alphabet letters -> A + B

Thank you!

♬ yue is typing...

↻hii hii anon kai! I know you also requested for an oneshot with lyney but I probably post it in a separate post cuz I don't want to mix it up... considering an oneshot is longer than drabble tbh but anyways, hope you enjoy the yandere alphabet with lyney! I'm using the old alphabet since this request come before we change the alphabet for our own ideas ! The oneshot will probably be the full story of this drabbles if it's seem interesting enough for you all

⇄ yandere! lyney x gender neutral! reader 

■ warnings : slight mentioning of stalking and paranoia.

► ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : (Old) Yandere Alphabet of Letter A & B with Lyney...

꒦꒷︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦꒦꒷︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦

💬 ┊Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

💌 ┊. . .

Lyney is known for his easygoing and friendly personality, so subtle that you didn't think much of it since he is always so nice to you so why should you doubt him if he has any ill intentions? When all he does is helping you out as a friend...

Well, it is strange that he always seems to know where you are...but it's can't be that bad right? He probably just so happen to be there whenever you are...

".. surprise!"

"gah?!" 

Suddenly your sight of vision is filled with flower petals falling from above as you blinked in shocked, raising a hand to grab one as petals decorating your (color) hair.

And then...your eyes met his violet eyes

"Found you~"

... maybe you can never truly escape his gaze.

💬 ┊Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

💌 ┊. . .

Being a magician have it's own perks... especially when being one help with creating illusions...what you are supposed to see, aren't seen in the naked eyes...hence why it's called "magic" 

A series of unexplainable disappearances started to occurred the moment you decide to return home from a business trip, a person will go missing one day but then the next day...their belongings will show up on the exact spot where they was last seen and it's not just that...what they also found was the exact clothes the victim was wearing on the day of their disappearances...

The most disturbing part of those cases were the fact that those victims were the people you known...which led you to be very paranoid of your own surroundings, fearing being the exact reason why those victims are targeted in the first place. You started to refusing to go out as more unsolved disappearances cases begin to increase rapidly...

Everyone who you once known are gone...

Well everyone but a certain magician.

"(name), come out...the weather is so nice out here!" 

"I don't want to go out..."

"Even if it's foods?"

"..."

"They have your favorite dessert..."

"... promise you won't disappear on me like those people?" 

"Yeah, I promise...but will you finally go out and see the sun? You haven't been getting some sunlights for a while now..."

"Okay...you better keep your promise and don't die on me now, okay?!"

"I will, I will" 

You immediately rushed to get ready but as you have your back turn on him, he smiles and there is something off about the way his eyes look...

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#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin scenarios #genshin impact #genshin impact x you #genshin yandere #genshin impact yandere #genshin lyney #lyney x reader #lyney genshin #lyney x you #yandere lyney #gender neutral reader #drabble #yandere alphabet

[thesupremeuziplushy]

I hereby declare myself as n simp anon so my first request as n simp anon is: n x usually cold and reserved male dd reader :0

Welcome to my little fanfiction space, N simp anon! You ask and you shall recieve.

Reader is male but gender isn't really mentioned here soooo

N x Cold!Reserved!DD Reader

N, the sweetest drone on Copper-9! The way his toothy smile beams could rival the sun.

And then there's you, dragging the world's temperature down with your coldness (according to J).

You two are the perfect example of opposite attracts

Poor N, though. He was so afraid to confess his feelings for you, thinking you didn't like him. N is not good at reading others, he knows that himself. But at least with the other drones (which were J and V), he could tell what they felt at the moment.

However, with you he always began to overthink his decisions, sometimes abruptly stopping what he's saying to ask if you actually want to listen.

Tbh, he started to feel a bit hurt but tried to not take it as personally since you treated V and J the same.

Though he did notice that you seek him out a lot more than the others! Granted it was still not a lot but definitely noticeable.

In the end, he couldn't take it anymore and confessed his feelings to you right there and then!

"Uhm... H-Hey!" N waves awkwardly, trying to catch your attention. To his surprise, he did! He blushed as you turned in his direction, slowly approaching him.

"Hey, is something the matter?" Always quick to the point, J praised you a lot for it. But in N's head, he interpreted it as you not being interested in him, making him feel insecure all over again. Yet, he still swallowed his fears, trying his hardest to not make it obvious how nervous he is.

"N-No! I mean, yes! Wait no, it's nothing bad! But there's is something I have to say, haha." N prayed to whatever god there is to swallow him whole, bury him in the snow and become one with the planet. He feels his thoughts collapsing, words tumbling out of his mouth.

"Oh, uh... Okay? Shoot." N could scream right now. The only thing comforting him right now is your voice, even though your one-word answers make it all worse. N takes a heavy gulp before he continues.

"So, we've known each other for a while, right?" He dances around each word carefully, trying his hardest to read your expression.

"Yeah, we've arrived in the same pot." You say, pointing to the landing pod behind you. N began fiddling with his fingers.

"Whoops, yeah! Hehe... I almost forgot that!" He analyzes your face, trying to read any sort of expression to save himself. "So, I've been thinking and uh, you don't have to accept it of course! But hypothetically speaking..."

"N, are you okay?" You ask with worry for the first time, sending N spiraling down.

"GAH, I REALLY LIKE YOU AND WAS WONDERING IF YOU WANNA DATE!" N blurs out, covering his face with his hands afterward, refusing to look at your dumbfounded blushing face. And through his shame, he missed the small smile forming on your face.

"Sure, I don't see why not."

And this is how you two started dating!

Though it doesn't stop there with N panicking about every little thing

You're still hard to read which made N always overthink whenever he should hug or kiss you

You didn't really understand why N was always this nervous around you until he finally came clean and told you about his worries.

Cue a night filled with cuddles and heart-to-heart talks!

He's started to panic less now the more the understood you and the way you are.

In fact, your reserved nature has him more drawn to you, always loving this almost mysterious and calm side to you

Not as good as I wanted it to be but I still hope you enjoy it, N simp anon!

#md n x reader #n x reader #murder drones x reader #murder drones #md #md x reader #n simp anon

[not-quite-there-myself]

Just Like I Promised

A/N: I had to get myself to finish F13 just to do your request, haha (0/10 I cried). I originally wrote this in a headcanon format but I ended up with a fic instead, and mentions of the other sorcerers show up in this too... I hope you don't mind too much. Gah, this whole thing ended up being a lot longer than I anticipated, but I'm not complaining! Your username is so cute by the way! Thanks for requesting and I hope you enjoy.

The years after your departure from Bound Arlyn have been long and felt somehow less brighter when you were away. The six sorcerers you've gotten to know while you were there seemed to think so. Pollux especially felt different. He was used to being alone sometimes and didn't mind bothering people to play with him, but it was much easier when you were around. Now that you were gone, he had trouble getting used to the way things were without you.

He might not have realized how lonely he felt despite the other sorcerers being available to talk to. Arcturus and Spica were always busy with something but still talked to him just as usual. Alpheratz seemed to sleep more without anyone to bother him (he still couldn't be rid of Spica's pestering to move every so often though). Sirius, well… Sights of him were few and far between, but he still popped into Pollux's view when he felt that they were apart too long—can't leave his fellow Queen Tet sorcerer alone, can he?

Then, after more than a decade, he felt a strange pull in his chest one day. An aura too familiar to him tugged like heartstrings. He was just finishing up a mission when he felt like he was being watched somehow. Time stood still for a brief moment, his vision blurred at the blink of an eye.

Then he saw you.

"Summoner...?"

His voice was barely above a whisper. Then he saw you and his emotions got the better of him.

"Summoner!"

He barely processed being teleported back to where you departed all those years ago. Then he saw you and he couldn't help his legs that began to rush towards your direction.

"It's really you!"

At the sight of you he almost couldn't believe it, but the tug and the familiar feeling of magic and the feeling of your arms suddenly wrapping around him was undeniable. He practically threw himself at you. He could feel your hug, and you could feel him hug back. He almost bursts into tears when he hears your voice.

"I missed you so much."

His voice catches in his throat, but he manages to let out a reply.

"I missed you too, Summoner."

It's been twelve years since you were sent back to Mid Eartheim, but it felt more like a century. He missed you more than words can describe, not that it mattered all that much. You were finally back and that's all that really counts.

"So," you say after letting go of Pollux. "How were you these last couple of years?"

"Bored without you around!" He replies, earning a laugh from you. "So were the others, just so you know. They all really missed you a lot... Ah, but don't tell them I said that-"

"Don't tell Summoner you said what?"

Both of you jolt at the voice; Spica's voice, one you know well. You turn your attention to Spica, who'd been standing there for a little longer than you thought. But it wasn't just him. Alpheratz, Arcturus, Sirius, and Vega stands with him too. From the looks of everyone's faces, it seems like no one was expecting to end up where they were, especially with you present.

Pollux yells, "Gah! How did you all-?!"

"Quiet down, kid." Alpheratz interrupts, "It looks like we all got teleported here when Summoner showed up."

"I don't think any of us would've expected this transition... Or expected to see you," Vega adds.

Arcturus nods happily. "Hehe, yeah! It really surprised me when I was here with everyone all of a sudden."

"I guess it's not just Pollux who's sensitive to Summoner's magic," Sirius jokes—though he couldn't be less farther from the truth.

You stand there, almost as stunned as Pollux after Spica's—and everyone else's—appearance. He almost covers his face in embarrassment, yelling, "You guys-! You should've said something when you all got here!"

After your reunion with everyone, it was as if nothing changed. At least, it certainly felt that way. Everyone else seemed happier to see you, at least, according to what Pollux tells you. None of them would admit to how deeply your departure affected them. You didn't need words to know how they felt. But it was safe to say that you were just happy to be in Bound Arlyn again.

"Summoner, you have to try this one! It's one of their best things on the menu!"

When the dust settled down, Pollux brought you to a new restaurant you haven't seen before. It's not exactly new anymore as it's been around for more than a decade, but it was still new to you, so it counted as far as Pollux was concerned.

You enjoyed the flavour of the dessert Pollux recommended you try. It wasn't too sweet, and it was soft and light and went well with tea or coffee. You expressed your positive opinion about it with a mouth full of the dessert. He only beamed at your reaction.

"Of course it is! I told you so."

You chuckle, finishing the rest of your food. "Thanks for bringing me here, Pollux. This is a great place to hang out."

As the two of you head out to leave, there's a small hint of an emotion you can't discern from Pollux's face. The sorcerer seemed almost sad for a moment before shrugging at the thought of feeling that way.

"Pollux? Is something the matter?"

The sorcerer shakes his head. "No, it's just... I promised to bring you here when you came back."

Something like a flashback came to you then, a faint memory of Pollux saying something like that way back when.

He smiled and added, "I'm glad I was able to keep that promise."

You smile back at him and say, "I'm glad too."

#nqt writing #arcana twilight #arcana twilight pollux

[chibitorra]

Gah! I can't wait for the chapter to come out to share my thoughts on Noragami 108.2...

Of course, this may change depending on what actually happens, but I'll put it under the cut for spoilers.

So I've seen some people say that in the one image we have, Yato is saying something about giving his life to save Hiyori.

And sadly, that course of action seems to make the most sense.

It would grant her original wish for him to fix her, well this one is assuming she won't fall out of her body anymore.

She would keep her promise to not forget him, again assuming that is the case here

And it would be befitting of Yato's character development. This vagrant god who used to not be able to think about anyone but himself, now giving his life to save the one person he loved most. The ultimate sacrifice.

Now, that's not to say there's not still hope for a happy ending. I really think there is.

After all, Gods are born from powerful wishes of humans, are they not?

What if... Hiyori keeps his shrine (we know she's going to) and on a whim one day, when she really misses him, she leaves a 5 yen coin on it and wishes to see him again.

And then, there he is.

The very same Yato she loved so dearly, only this time, he actually is a God of Fortune, reborn.

I've made a post about this before, I think(I'm too lazy to find it rn.) But the title of this series always had me thinking. Within the context of this universe, a Stray is a Regalia that was named by more than 1 God.

So, what does that mean for a Stray God?

A God born from the wish of more than one human, I'd wager.

Of course, this is all speculation on my part... grasping desperately at any straws I can to find a happy ending because god DAMN it they deserve it.

Besides, didn't Yato promise to make her next birthday special since he missed her last one? (or something like that, my memory is fuzzy) It would be extra special if he was able to come back on her next birthday, like seeing him again is her birthday wish and that's the wish that brings him home.

#torra rambles #noragami #noragami spoilers #edit: I reread the birthday chapter just now #it HAS to be the birthday thing though like c'mon #yato literally thinks in the manga 'her birthday gift will be me!' #it's treated as a joke especially with the imagery but #C'MON #I'm going to RIOT

[iwanncry]

I just want to go home. ( Madness combat x Child! Reader)

((THIS IS COMPLETELY PLATONIC!! ABSOLUTELY NO P3D0 SHIT))

((The reader is also gender-neutral ^^ ))

((TW/CW: Gorey descriptions, cursing, mentioned cannibalism))

hey ya'll this is like the first thing I have ever written on here so please do enjoy! ^^

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walking around Nevada isn't really what you would call fun, especially if you are a defenseless 13-year-old walking around what was once a place people could call home.

keyword, Once.

you missed the smell of home, you missed your family, you missed your friends and even school.

you just wished you were in your bed back in your hometown rather than finding somewhere safe to spend the night while making sure there weren't any man-eating bandits lurking around, waiting till they could get their hands on another poor victim that they could happily devour.

Thinking of them made you cringe, and you decided it would be best just to look around to take your mind off of the dark topic.

Walking around you stumble upon a city..or what was once a city, looking around in both awe and despair at how such a huge area was so...empty, cold, and sad.

but something snapped you out of your trance, from the corner of your eye, you could see a wanted poster attached to one of the many buildings in this 'ghost town' of a city.

you approach the poster and rip it off of the wall it was resting on and gave a look at the details displayed on it.

when reading the list of crimes one caught your eye.

"Distorting reality?... Woah whoever this guy is, he is badass." you chuckled at your own comment. You glanced at the picture that was right above the list of things you shouldn't do in life and saw the man behind it all.

He had menacing red goggles that would pierce through your soul if you even just looked at him, His bottom jaw just wasn't there. The only thing that was still attached to His face was his upper jaw which was missing some flesh around where his mouth would be up to where his nose should be.

You finally tore your eyes from the paper, cringing at the gross man displayed in front of you.

You ripped the poster in half and continued walking till you heard 3 voices approaching, your fight or flight response kicked in and you decided to hide in an alleyway right beside a dumpster that was out of view.

"Gah! my legs are givin' out on me..yo hank, Sanford, let's stop here and rest. my dogs are killin' me!"

Said a masculine voice, you crossed your fingers and hoped that whoever was there didn't stop in the alleyway you were in. but just your luck, you saw three bodies enter the same exact alleyway you were hiding in.

when you peeked to see who at least came in the alleyway, you recognized one of them almost immediately.

It's the man you saw on the damn poster.

he was tall, built, and overall fucking terrifying, you didn't exactly recognize the two other men that were with him.

One of the men had headphones and a visor on, along with the many bandages wrapped around his head. He had on a black sweater, black sweatpants, and a plain white T-shirt that was covered in blood and random yellow stuff, he also rocked a cool mullet.

the other man was slightly taller than the mullet dude but not as tall as the very scary man standing next to him, he had no shirt on which revealed his very well-built torso. he also had a bandana on his head which covered the many bandages that wrapped around his cranium, he also had on camo pants and a pair of combat boots, along with very stylish sun-glasses.

while studying these men, you lost footing and fell on the ground making a loud noise that alerted the men, they quickly turned their bodies and pointed their guns.

right. at. you

"W-WAIT! please d-don't shoot, I'll just leave."

You cried while tears spilled out of your sockets.

"Please don't shoot, I just want to find my mom"

You sobbed pitifully and you hated yourself for it, but yet again you didn't want to die.

the men put their guns down and the shirtless man proceeded to come up to you.

"Hey kid..how old are you?" he asked

You looked up at the man and simply responded with "I'm..I'm thirteen."

The man looked at you, dumbfounded "Thirteen?!"

You look down at the concrete floor.

"I just want to go home."

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#prompts #madness combat #madness combat x reader #child!reader #wattpad #ao3 #hank j. wimbleton #madness combat deimos #sanford

[okinawa-division]

ARB Birthday Special: Evelyn Rose

~~ December 20th ~~

"If my mind can conceive it, and my heart can believe it, then I know I can achieve it."

Login Lines:

"I wonder why my producer, like, cancelled practice for today. He told me to just go out and relax today. He said it was an early 'gift' for me, but I don't, like, understand what he meant. Was he referring to Christmas or something? Not that I, like, mind or anything. That just means, like, more time for me to do some, like, shopping! ...Hmm? A text from my mom? Probably, like, checking up on me again. 'Happy Birthday, sweetie!.' ...Wait? It's my... birthday?"

"...Holy crap... it's, like, my birthday! How could I, like, forget? And why didn't anybody, like, tell me? I guess that explains why my producer canceled practice. But seriously, why didn't anybody, like, tell me sooner! I've got, like, tons of stuff to get done and now I'm, like, totally late doing it!"

Voice Lines:

"Wow, hard to believe this is, like, my first birthday since I've been here to Japan. I won't lie with the way Acey talked about it, I was sure this place wasn't, like, going to be anything nice. ...But I've actually grown to love this place! The people here are, like, so unique and, like, cultured and stuff! There's, like, so much stuff here you'd probably never see anywhere else, even in New York or L.A.! I still miss home from time to time, but Japan is still a nice place. ...Yeah, I, like, really love this country!"

"A lot of my fans wished me a 'happy birthday' or sent me a lot of gifts. It was, like, really cool of them! It's always nice having people to, like, support and encourage you! I think without them and my friends, I would have, like, never been as famous as I am now. I still often, like, think negatively about myself. Like, I wonder if I'm really doing my best and being all I can be. ...But, I know I'll, like, reach my full potential someday. I, like, owe it to myself and everyone who helped to, like, get me this far!"

"Thank you so much, Acey! And it's no problem! As long as I, like, get to celebrate it, then I'm, like, happy! ...Oh Acey... That means a lot to me! Thank you so much! I really love you! ...Haha! No need to be embarrassed, Acey! We kiss in public, like, a lot! ...What's this? A necklace? It's beautiful! A message? ...Oh! Acey, you... I really love you! Haha, you really need to be, like, more confident, Acey!"

"Thanks so much, Rashaad! I'm glad Acey and I, like, got to know you as well. I'll admit, I was, like, really bummed out when I found out her hotel was, like, being renovated or something. I wasn't sure about rooming in a bar, but I'll say it now: Eagle's Nest, like, beats any hotel, any day! ...Aww, thanks Rashaad! That really means a lot!"

"Ohh, what's this? ...A phone charger? But it charges more than my phone? Ohh! I've seen these before! But I, like, never thought of getting one! Thanks so much, Rashaad! This is definitely going to help! You are awesome, with, like, a capital 'A'!"

Ace Lines:

"Happy birthday, Eevee! Sorry you have to celebrate your birthday here in a foreign land instead of in America, but I'm glad to be able to celebrate another one with you! I... I know I don't say it often enough, but... I'm truly glad and grateful to have you as my girlfriend. I know I'm probably not the easiest guy to be around at times, but despite that I'm glad you're still here. So... thank you. ...Gah! Okay, okay, I-I love you too, Eevee, really!"

"A-anyway, here's your birthday gift. I know it's probably tasteless, but I hope you like it. It's a charm necklace with a message inside. I had it custom-made and ordered. ...You like it? I'm glad. I hope the message proves to be true. But... well, that's just part of the suspense of a relationship, right? ...Eevee? Gah! Wait, Eevee! It's appreciated, but not in public, please!"

Rashaad Lines:

"A most joyous and happy birthday to you, Miss Rose. I'm truly happy to be able to celebrate your birthday with you. I know it's been well over a year since you and Master Ace first came to Japan. I know you both probably didn't plan on staying here this long, but personally, I'm glad you both made the decision to come here. If not, I never would have gotten the chance to know either of you. I'm truly glad to have the friendship of both of you."

"Haha. Thank you, Miss Rose. Now then, for your gift. You mentioned the other day that your phone charger was acting up. I was planning on buying you a new one, but that would have just been boring. So, I purchased this, instead. It's a 3-in-1 charger, so you can charge more than just your phone. I hope it serves you well. ...Thank you, Miss Rose. I'm glad you like it. And again, a most joyous birthday to you."

#hypmic oc #hypnosis mic oc #hypmic #hypnosis mic #hypnosis microphone #evelyn rose #ace douglas #rashaad young #okinawa division #liberty guild #alternative rap battle #hypmic arb #happy birthday evelyn 2023 #happy birthday

[pinkrelish]

I hope you don't get tired of having to answer these kinds of messages, but I just have to tell you how absolutely astonishing TYP is.

Every time you post a chapter, I think "Okay, this is the best chapter of any fic I've ever read in my whole damn life" but then you go and one-up yourself with each chapter! The most recent chapter, oh my God. It gave me chills. The ending made me cry. It was so beautiful and sweet and they're so in love it's disgusting.

(Also, the orc dagger shit and the almost phone sex made me lose it. It was so fucking funny.)

You just have such a way with words. I could feel everything they felt. I could SEE everything that was happening. Everything you've written is just so amazing; even the way that you spun the whole Crissy thing was heartbreaking ands sad and totally believable.

Please don't take this as me rushing you, but I can't wait to see what's next for these two! Gah I want Miss Mouse to show Eddie that life is still good even though his town is shitty and I just want them to be happy and in love (and to go absolutely feral for eachother next chapter. Poor Eddie is probably so touch starve and it's gonna be great)

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🥺🥺💕 this is so sweet! thank you for taking the time to read this long series, and for sending this! eddie and mouse are just so in sappy, ooey gooey love with each other that writing some of their day-to-day interactions has brought tears to my eyes.

and yeah, though i didn't want to name her in ch. 8, sorry to chrissy. 💀

[ostianshadow]

Clean-shaven and almost baby faced, though she recognizes him instantaneously. She resists the urge to run up to him as she once did when she was younger.

Still, she cannot go without saying hello.

Timidly, she approaches him and taps him on the shoulder. Would he see her father in her or would she be just another strange face passing by?

"Um... excuse me," she almost cringes at the formality. "...Since we'll be traveling together, I thought I should introduce myself. My name is Lilina."

He'd been dozing until he sensed more than heard the patter of young footsteps, hesitant, and yet brave - if the tap on his shoulder was anything to go by.

The Ostian redresses himself, standing straight as he steps back from where he'd been curled up against the railing, taking in the sun.

For Lilina, Matthew musters a bright smile in spite of any prior brooding. He's yet to meet her, true,

but Hector's never been good at keeping secrets. He speaks of a young miss from the supposed future and, well, y'know what? At this point, the spy feels like he's witnessed stranger things.

"Pleasure to finally meet you, Lady Lilina."

He bows, sneaking a curious onceover as he rises. She's... not what he expected, not really. How did such a cute girl come from... Bah. She must, Matthew would wager, take after her mother - nebulous figure that she is.

"Your, ah," 'father,' is he supposed to say? "... Hector's told me much about you." In truth, prior to Lilina's appearance at the monastery, Matthew'd had his doubts about Ostia's future. Lord Hector, with a child? One would be laughed out of the council hall for such a statement, no matter how much those old geezers hope and pray for that very thing.

"Oh! Right. The name's Matthew." But then... she already knew that, didn't she? (Oh, these were the kinds of questions that'd keep the spy up at night. Gah!)

#higaneion #toasabbamvitatham2023 #lilinaaaaaaaa

[mama-qwerty]

Hello! Here are some questions I'm asking fanfic writers for fun and for you to answer if you feel like it!!! :DD:

1. What is your favourite fic you have written and why? (This can be something you haven't published yet or a general story idea)

2. How long have you been writing fics for? (In general regardless of fandoms)

3. Best friend you have met through the Sonic fandom?

4. Another writer in the fandom who's work you admire?

5. Favourite Sonic oc you have made and why? (If you haven't made any then skip this one)

6. Your favourite (or favourites if it's hard to pick) fanfiction you've read?

7. Which fic have you written which has the most sentimental value or story behind it?

8. Favourite Sonic character?

If I have sent you this, love your work!!! Hope you have a good day and thank u for your contribution to the fandom!!!

So sorry it's taken me this long to respond! I read it on my phone, which removed the notification, and promptly forgot about it. Outta sight, outta mind.

Favorite fic I've written

This is a really hard one, because I like different ones for different reasons. Sheriff Prower was probably the one I had the most fun writing, although Forced Perspective was interesting because the writing style was so different. I'm enjoying my Knuckles au Lost and Found, mostly because I love Knux and putting him with Callie is a lot of fun.

It's hard to choose just one!

2. How long have I been writing fanfics

This is really gonna date me. I started writing fanfiction waaaaay back in the late 90s, I'm thinking about '97 or '98 or so, for Hey, Arnold! Back then there was a site specifically for HA! fanfics, although I forget the name of it. It's been a looooong time.

I reposted those fics on my FFnet account in Jan of 2006. So . . . I technically started writing fanfics about 25-ish years ago. (Although there were periods I fell out of fandoms and went through some deep, deep depressive states and didn't write at all.) But I wrote some for Hey, Arnold!, Fairly OddParents, My Little Pony Friendship is Magic, before Sonic.

3. Best friend in the Sonic fandom

I have a super hard time making friends, I'm so socially awkward it's really hard for me. But the two who've been right there for me are @stillafanofsonic and @doomfox. Love you both! ~kisses~

(I'm also of the "I don't want to bother anyone" mindset so I rarely initiate first contact, but if anyone out there wants to chat, hit me up!)

4. Other writers I admire

Gah, there are so many. @stillafanofsonic, @doomfox, @skimmingthesurfaces, @chaoxfix, @appendingfic, @mcfanely, and a bunch others I can't think of right now because my brain's fizzling out. So many talented writers in this fandom.

5. Fave Sonic OC of mine

This one's a no-brainer. My only oc, Callie MacPherson. Yes, she's a bit of a self-insert, but honestly, I created her to be a contrast to the "perfect mother" the fandom has turned Maddie into. (And I admit, I'm just as guilty of that.)

Cal is flawed--she's sarcastic as hell, impatient, gets frustrated, has a bit of a temper, doesn't like to talk about her feelings, stubborn as a mule, and can sometimes act before really thinking things through. She helps others with their problems so she doesn't have to think about her own.

6. Fave fanfiction I've read

It is absolutely IMPOSSIBLE for me to pick just one. There are so, so many. Any by the writers I named above are great stories.

7. Most sentimental fic I've written

That would definitely have to be An End and a Beginning, dealing with pet death. Over the last few years we'd lost a number of cats, all of which we'd had since they were babies. I was missing them like crazy and decided to put that into a story. Writing is cheaper than therapy.

8. Fave Sonic character

Knuckles. Followed by Eclipse, Silver, and Shadow.

Thanks for the ask, Anon! I'm glad you like my stuff and hope you enjoy your day!

#ask me #my writing #sonic fanfiction

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The Owl House: Best/Worst Case AU Part 2

Amity soon arrives outside the Emperor's throne room. She stops for a second to take a deep breath and then pushes the door open to go inside.

The room was exactly as she recalled it looking from pictures Lilith had shown her when she was a kid. It was almost completely empty except for Belos sitting on his throne, looking at her testily from behind his mask.

Belos: Ms Blight. Good of you to FINALLY join me.

Despite the bile and anger swirling in her gut, Amity bowed on one knee before him.

Amity: I'm sorry Lord Belos. I....was taking care of some extra work for you and overslept. It won't happen again.

Belos: I'd hope not. Since you seem to be so focused on your duties, can I assume you and the rest of the coven are closer to catching the rogue demon?

Amity looks up at him in confusion.

Amity: Rogue demon?

Belos: Yes. The one I ORDERED you to capture for me. The one thats evaded our capture for years now. He used to be the Owl Ladies little pet.

Amity gasped and whispered "King....". Then, quickly recovered and bowed her head again.

Amity: Uh, no, sir. I'm sorry. I don't believe we are.

Belos slowly rose up and came over to Amity. She tried not to let on her panic, hoping he wouldn't notice the fear on her face, or sweat dripping off of her and simply assume it was from fear of failing him.

Once he was right in front of her, he gripped the bottom of her face. She froze in fear......and he gently lifted her face to look up into the dark eyeholes of his mask.

Belos: It is the Titan's will that that demon be brought in as soon as possible miss Blight. You and your team have had nothing but failures when it comes to catching him. And I KNOW you know what becomes of failures. Or did you forget what happened to your predecessor?

Amity gulps nervously.

Amity: N-no sir....

Belos: Good.

He let go of her face.

Belos: Bring that rogue demon to me. And do NOT fail this time. Or there will be severe.....PUNISHMENT.

He held up his hand and sparks of red lightning shot out around the room for a few seconds, one narrowly missing Amity.

Belos: Do I make myself clear?

Amity nods just a bit too quickly.

Amity: Yes lord Belos!

Belos; Good. You're Dismissed.

Amity left the throne as quickly as she could, running through the halls until she was as far from it as possible. Once she'd felt she was a good enough distance away, she leaned against a wall, trying to catch her breath.

Amity: Okay.....okay.....need to....figure out....what's going on......

After taking a few more breaths, Amity turned to leave....and smacked hard into someone.

Amity: GAH!

???: Sorry!

Amity: It's fine, I-

But once she'd blinked away the stars in her eyes, Amity then sees who she'd run into: Gus, wearing a blue suit and looking nervously at her.

Amity: Gus?

Gus: I'm so sorry, Miss Blight! I didn't mean to bump into you! It was an accident, I swear!

Amity: Gus, it's okay. Really.

Gus looked at her in shock, as if her actually apologizing to him was the most insane thing in the world.

Gus: Oh. Okay....uh, it's actually Agustus, ma'am.

Amity: Agustus? Why-? Whatever. What are you doing here?

Gus: Just came to get some coven head work done. Finish some paperwork, meet new recruits. That kind of thing.

Amity: Coven head?

Gus: Yes. I'm the head of the illusionist coven, remember?

Amity: Head of the-? Wait, illusions! That's it! Gus, do you think you'd be able to tell me if I was under any kind of illusion right now?

Gus: Of course I could. But why-?

Amity: Just do it!

Gus: Okay! Okay!

He makes a spell circle and a wave of blue light runs up and down Amity's body for a few seconds.

Gus: Nope. You're clean.

Amity groans and sinks to her knees, exhaustively covering her face with her hands.

Gus: Uh....is everything okay?

Amity: No! I have no idea what's going on! Just last night I had and argument with Luz and the next thing i know, I wake up here!

Gus: Luz? Who's Luz?

Amity: Luz. Our human friend?

Gus gasps in delight.

Gus: A HUMAN?!

He winces and looks around fearfully before turning back to her and speaking more softly.

Gus: A human? You know a human?

Amity: Of course I do! And so do you! She's my girlfriend! Your friend! We went to Hexside together!

Gus: Trust me, if I'd went to school with a human, I'd remeber it! Oh, I'd have SO many questions to ask them. Like where a hot dog comes from or what makes a smartphone so smart....

Amity:......You.....you don't know Luz?

Gus: No. Why? Should I?

Amity's blood turns cold.

Amity: Oh no.....oh no, no, NO!

She quickly turns around and starts running.

Gus: Wait, where are you going?!

Amity: To find Luz!

Gus: But, where?

Amity: At the one place I KNOW she'd be!

Amity races out of the palace and flies away on her staff until she finally arrives....at the Owl House.

But the minute she sees it, her fear only grows.

The whole building is dilapidated and abandoned. The walls were grey and rotten, covered in mold. The grass in the area had overgrown wildly to the point it was even on the roof and in the windowsills. The door was even torn off it's hinges and Hooty wasn't in his doorhole.

Amity: Oh no......

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#The Owl House #Owl House #ToH #Amity Blight #Luz Noceda #Gus porter #Emperor belos #belos #phillip wittebane #Best/Worse case Au #part 2

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So I've gotten a few of the revamped Discworld audiobooks

I really like what I'm hearing so far!

The ones I currently have are Small Gods(again), Wyrd Sisters (due to the miniseries I watched bits of as a small child, and which was my introduction to the Disc, though I knew it not then), Soul Music (I paid more attention to that miniseries, though I never fully processed "Susan's grandfather is Death" because I didn't know the context/missed the beginning), and Amazing Maurice (which was the first Discworld novel I ever read courtesy of Vision Australia).

I also got a set of BBC audio dramas, but I wasn't satisfied with some of them (the guy who played Death was not a bass and Death can't just be a tenor/baritone with a reverb slapped on I'm sorry I didn't make these rules.)

So, let's start with Small Gods, because I listened to the play version and then the new version read by Andy goddam Serkis.

So Andy did a phenomenal job, but who was expecting any different?

He did give Brutha a deeper voice than I expected from a seventeen-year-old but I got used to that (also I had just listened to the audio drama wherein Brutha was played by another tenor so I was a wee bit biased).

He also turned Om into David Lister from Red Dwarf and I don't know how to feel about that one except I hope Terry was listening in the afterlife and found it just as hilarious.

After consuming three separate versions of this book I can state with confidence that I would absolutely die for Brutha if that would not make him sad. He was such a good boy.

Death shows up just a little in this book but I'll gush about him in a minute.

Apart from the other plays, which I skimmed through, I've only read Soul Music, so let's just move on to that one okay?

Death has his own voice actor. I mentioned this the other night when I made the post wherein I related my discovery of the new set of audiobooks, but guys he is. Killing it. (pun absolutely intended and also completely true.) His voice is deep and dark and rolls like thunder and is the perfect balance of black honey on black velvet and GAH I LOVE IT. There need to be audiobook narrations awards just so Peter Serafinowicz could get seven.

Sian Clifford is also amazing, and captures Susan very well, as well as every other character, and I enjoyed listening to her extremely very much.

Seriously Peter's Death is the best iteration of Death I've ever heard and I watched the miniseries of this book, which had Death played by Christopher goddam Lee!

Peter does not, notably, attempt to speak for the Death of Rats. I do not mind this. Sian's "SQUEAK"s were adorable. (Can you do the Death font on Tumblr? I think I've seen the Death font rendered weirdly by my screen-reader before and I dunno if it was on here or TVTropes.)

I didn't get the Nigel version of this book but I heard the sample and he did what he always does with gloomy characters and made Susan sound cartoon glum and ... I'm glad that's not what I experienced here.

Terry's references are like finding chocolate coins every now and then when you turn a page and I love them.

In short, I believe I've made an excellent investment.

I really hope whoever narrates the Vimes books is as good as the guy who played him in the Night Watch drama. I think he was different from the guy who played him in the Guards! Guards! drama, which is why I'm pointing him out specifically. I'm sure I'll love the choice regardless, but I'm still gonna voice the hope.

#Discworld #Spelled correctly this time #Terry Pratchett #GNU Terry Pratchett #Audiobooks #Soul Music #Small Gods #Death of the Discworld #I have always loved him he's so chill #And I'm so glad he's being done justice