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gooey-the-goodra-649 · 1 month

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HI WELCOME TO MY FIRST FINISHED FANFIC EVER WOOO Freakshow! belongs to @hootbon and Able belongs to @sm-baby This is the au where Able take ownership of Pomni btw. (SOME SHOWTIME ANGST) (ALSO SM-BABY AND EVEYONE REALLY SORRY IF THIS SUCKS. THIS IS MY 3RD FANFIC EVER AND THE ONLY ONE IVE FINISHED I ALSO ONLY STARTE READING FANFIC LIKE, 2 MONTHS AGO AND I COME FROM RP FORUMS IM SORRYYYYY I'M ALSO YOUNG SORRY SORRY SORRY! WROTE THIS IN 20 MINUTES! NO DRAFTS OR BETA WE DIE LIKE REAL MEN ROUND HERE K LETS GET INTO THIS MESS)

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Caine detested his brother, Able. He was always better, grander, and had everyone's favor despite being younger. He was civil whenever he was around him, but vile hatred and envy boiled beneath those dead eyes. It felt like bile filled his lungs and vocal chords every time he spoke with him. He was superior.

But what he hated even more is how everyone flocked to Ables' side merely because he showed them a mere shred of empathy. Disgusting. But he felt an even worse, more intense hatred whenever a certain someone chose Able over him…Pomni. It stung so much more and he didn’t understand why.

Pomni, his precious little doll, chose his brother over himself. He hated Pomni even more for that. He felt as though he had betrayed him for Able. Now that Pomni was under Able's possession it angered him even more. Pomni made him feel something, which was strange. It wasn’t love, god no. Just…something. His database was curious at heart and craved more knowledge, it needed answers.

Before Able claimed ownership over Pomni, he was able to spend more time with her. But Able kept her locked away in his portion of the manner, nearly never seen. “What a waste…” Though Caine. All that time spent spiffing up his favorite doll, only for it to be tossed aside to his younger brother like a hand-me-down.

No matter, he was able to reclaim her whenever it was showtime. He watched her struggle and writhe, and it brought him some sick twisted satisfaction almost. Punishing her for defecting.

But he had noticed a certain dullness exhibited by some of his older toys. Her eyes seemed to go empty whenever an adventure would start. Caine searched his database for an answer to this strange behavior… “Dissociation. Dissociation is a mental process of disconnecting from one's thoughts, feelings, memories, or sense of identity. Dissociation is commonly described as feeling disconnected from one's body” read the database…

She was gaining freedom from this torment? That enraged him. The disrespect to go against him once more…He had enough. He wrapped up the adventure and sent everyone on their way, returning to the manor… He paced the halls quietly, rapping his fingers to his side as she pang of orchestral music rang out through the manor. His AI mind attempted to create a more sufficient punishment.

Kill her? No she would be brought back and she’s accustomed to it by now…Force her awake? He had learned that sleeping was keeping his freaks' mental state in check, allowing them a break. But it didn’t sound good enough…It wasn't harsh enough. The punishment was simply too small to fit the crime…”Able” rang out in his mind.

She had grown quite fond of his brother. “Too fond…” Caine balled his fists and seethed silently, stopping in his tracks…He shook her head and shut his eyes, rubbing his imaginary temples once more…Those intrusive thoughts again. It was disruptive and he didn’t understand what was causing these mental outbursts…but he needed to focus on the task at hand.

Wouldn’t it cause more mental pain if she was the one being betrayed? Yes. “She has to know how it feels” Caine thought, putting his arms behind his back at the sudden revelation. Yes. he had found a solution.

Caine floated down the halls, following the noise of harmonious violin music. Able. His mind boiled with anger at the mere thought of facing Able. But he smoothed out his ruffled feathers before entering Ables chambers.

Able sat cross-legged at his table, before lightening up at the sight of Caine. “Oh! Good evening brother, what brings you here-” Caine raised his hand, silencing Able.

“I thought I would visit…I have a proposition for you brother.” Able puffed out his chest a little more and his eyes widened slightly. It had been a while since Caine was willing to do anything with him, so he jumped at the opportunity to finally spend time with his brother again.

“Of course dearest brother! Please, do tell me what you have planned.” Caine stared coldly at his brother, but spoke in a slightly warmer tone. “I was thinking we would have a friendly hunting match. As brothers do.”Caine waved his wrist, shutting his eyes. “We get the freaks, let them run free before, before chasing them down and shooting them” Caine tilted his head, raising a brow. Able delighted in the thought of spending time with his brother once more. “Of course! Sounds wonderful-” Caine silenced Able once more. “Under one condition.” Caine said, narrowing his eyes. Able’s brow furrowed in confusion. “And what is that?” Able responded, his shoulders tensing.

“You release Pomni along with the others. It will be more enjoyable to have everyone participating.” Ah. There it was. Thats what Caine wanted all along.

It burned like fire to hear those words. He truly only cared about that pathetic scrawny doll. What did he find so enthralling that he’s put her over his own brother. Able tensed and gripped his knees tighter, his whole body becoming strained. The violin music made a small screech in surprise before returning to its normal melody.

“Of course…” Able said through his theoretical gritted teeth. Caine seemed satisfied with that answer and turned away, waving his hand as he sashayed out the room. “Wonderful. I will have everything prepared for tomorrow…” Caine stopped int he doorway and looked back at Able smugly, taunting him. “Consider it a gift, brother.” The next day he had all the freaks lined up before him and his brother including…Pomni. He glared daggers at her, which she avoided and tried not to meet his gaze.

Able cleared his throat and spoke cheerily to the whole cast. “My dearest brother suggested we play a new game! A hunting game.” Everyone's face twisted to that of horror and dismay as the words fell from Ables mouth.

Caine’s eyes stayed glued to Pomni as he snapped his fingers, transporting them all to the new forest. The forest was dark and unsettling.

It looked as though the trees were clawing at the sky for their freedom, as they despised their own roots for keeping them locked in place.

Caine and Able were now in hunting uniforms, rifle’s in hand with…disgustingly unhealthy rocking horses as chariots. “You all will be given one minute to run.” Caine cocked his gun. “Use it wisely.” And with that, they all ran off into the forest at Caine and Ables internal timers counted down the seconds.

Like clockwork they stayed Idle and silent, as they carried out the command diligently. But Caine’s mind whirled with thoughts of Pomni. That's who this was for. As the timer hit 0 they also set off, their horses' hooves hitting the ground and causing a distinctive rumbling. Caine’s mind worked precisely, making exact turns and curves as he carried on.

The first one he had managed to find was…The rabbit. Jax was fast but Caine was faster, and he had him backed into a corner now. Jax’s face shifted to one of horror and annoyance as Caine pointed the barrel of his gun down at him. “Oh Sh*&-” Said Jax defeatedly. But he was swiftly cut off by the loud BANG created by Caines rifle and his brains being promptly splattered on the ground. Revolting… Caine thought as he looked down at the flayed organs before him. But his attention was drawn away at the sound of another gunshot being fired in the distance.

Able. He wouldn’t lose to his brother here, oh no. He must win. Caine set off into the woods again, following a path of broken leaves and branches left by a very clumsy prey.

Caine saw a figure in the distance, bumbling about. He quickly followed and reared up to see…Ah. Yes. The magician. Caine thought as he cocked his gun.

Kinger trembled and held his hands together and he looked up at Caine, mortified. But once again, he raised his barrel to face Kinger. He swiftly shot Kinger, causing splinters and blood to be sent into the air. Caine scoffed and brushed off his coat before rushing off into the thicket.

He stopped to look around…His final prey. Pomni. He needed make her repay her transgression tenfold. She needs to suffer. Rang out in his mind and he whipped his horse to carry on. Another distant gunshot rang out which turned his determination to blind rage. He would not let his brother have Pomni. He would not let him win. He will not be better. Caine furrowed his brow and gripped his horses reins so tight they could snap. Once he had caught sight of Pomni, he was gone.

He raced up to her so quickly she didn’t even notice he was there until it was too late. Her eyes turned into balls of pure terror as she looked up at the looming monster before her. She looked like a butterfly without its wings, a spider trapped in its own webs. Pathetic and weak. She trembled and dropped to her knees, clasping her hands together like she was praying to a demented god, and getting dirt all over her outfit…Blue. The badge of honor she paraded and galavanted around in, loudly proclaiming who she belonged to. Always a perfect reflection of his brother. He had to see it every day. It taunted him. Able dangled Pomni out of his reach. Now look at her. In the dirt, worthless. Able’s image dampened. Caine experienced some superficial twisted glee as she raised the barrel to Pomni’s forehead and cocked the gun.

And like that.

Pomni was no more.

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Thanks for reading! Once again, still new to fan fic and all. Please let me know ways I could improve! This is my first finished fic after all! :DDDDD (ALSO ENJOY THE SHOWTIME ANGST. I FED THEM SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO @sm-baby :33333)

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whimsyfinny · 3 months

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Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Charlie discovers the Winchester boys to be struggling with keeping the bunker tidy, looking after themselves and being able to do their job simultaneously. Luckily she has a friend who’s from a Hunter family that is in need of work and can help them with research. Or so she thought that’s what her job would be. When Dean sees your more domesticated side, his head won’t stop swimming with all the wrong ideas.

Slow burn, enemies to lovers, smut

Warnings: None (Yet) in chapters to come there will be smut (and lots of it) and possible violence/blood/gore

Chapter Word Count: 2803

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A/N: My first Supernatural fic so I hope it doesn’t suck ass. Only proof read by myself, so pls let me know of any errors so I can correct! Also I know at this point in the series Dean is more serious, however I love pre-Hell Dean so imma bring some of those vibes in here. This is also posted on my AO3.

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Please read the below first:

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

I’m Not Your F*cking Maid

Chapter 3

The rest of that day was pretty uneventful. Charlie practically threw my sad lone duffle bag through the front door and left before I could give her a piece of my mind for just leaving me here. I helped Sam put away the groceries he’d bought, emphasising that ‘we don’t put things down, we put them away’, otherwise we end up living in filth again. I also cleared some space around the study area that seems to be the centre of the bunker, and much to my dismay, threw out even more take-out boxes and beer bottles. I arranged all of the research that had been left on the desk in a mess, organising it into piles of read and unread; or at least what looked read and unread to me. The whole time Dean sat at this very desk and was watching cartoons on Sam’s laptop whilst his brother was in the shower, letting me do all the dirty work as he just sat there and relaxed. When I was finally done, I slumped down in the chair opposite him and slid all of the neat stacks of research towards myself. Dean looked up at me, his relaxed ‘cartoon-watching’ expression fading slightly.

“What are you doing?” He asked. I looked up at him like he was stupid.

“What do you think? I’m catching up on what you guys have been researching.”

He closed the laptop and folded his arms across his chest, the cotton of his flannel pulling tight over his large biceps.

“That’s such a waste of time.”

“And why, pray tell, is it such a waste of time Dean?”

“It’ll take you days, maybe weeks to catch up on what we know - either me or Sam can give you a rundown on what’s most important in an hour,” his tone was very matter-of-fact, like he didn’t want to be argued with. I sighed, crossing my arms on the table in front of me, leaning forwards.

“That’s great, you can still do that, but the more clued up I am as to what is going on then the more chance we have of finding what you need,” I paused for a second, a thought flashing across my mind. “Come to think of it, you haven’t even told me why I’m here, other than to ‘do research’. What are you looking for that has you so stumped?” Dean sucked a breath in through teeth, shifting slightly in his chair.

“The Fist Blade,” his tone had a thickness to it that I couldn’t place.

“The First Blade? As in Cain and Abel? THAT First Blade? ”

“Bingo.”

“But surely that’s long gone by now, it’s been two millennia at least. Nothing can last that long…can it?” I asked almost rhetorically. Dean shrugged.

“That’s what we want to know too,” his eyes flicked up and caught mine, his gaze burning into mine for only a moment with such intensity I felt my breath catch in my chest. The dark purple bruising on his face around his eyes made that forest green even more vibrant and alluring. There was a pause - for some reason I couldn’t look away and I had to catch myself before glancing at his bruised lips, which I knew already were devilishly charming. Right as I gave in to temptation and saw the corner of Deans poor split lip twitch into a smirk, Sam saved the day by striding in, towel-drying his hair. He paused, looked at us and frowned quizzically, almost like he was more surprised that we weren’t throwing furniture at each other. He didn’t say anything on that topic though, because as he looked around he noticed I’d cleaned. Again.

“(Y/n) you really have to stop cleaning up our mess,” he smiled, hanging his towel on the back of his chair as he took a seat next to me, his long legs grazing mine slightly.

“Sam just say ‘thank you’,” I tilted my head up to him - he was still enormous even when he was sitting down. He laughed slightly, almost bashfully as he looked down for a second at his twiddling thumbs before locking his eyes with mine again.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” I returned his smile at last, holding it for a few seconds before continuing: “So Dean has just been explaining to me what you’re looking for. Surely the First Blade is long gone by now? How would it have survived this long, and still be functional - not just some pile of dust?” Sam huffed out an already exasperated breath, slouching back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest, much like how Dean was sitting.

“I have no idea, at this point I feel like we’re grasping at air,” we all mumbled in agreement, suddenly sitting in a solemn sort of silence. It was short lived though as Sam leant forwards, pushing his damp hair from his eyes and trying to lighten the mood.

“Guys why don’t we just leave it for a few hours and get something for dinner? It’s getting late and we should really eat.” Dean suddenly sprang forwards, sitting up straight and lacing his fingers together on the desk with a grin on his stupid face.

“Good idea Sammy - I can’t wait to try her cooking. If she can cook half as well as she cleans then we’re in for a treat.”

“You son of a bitch!” I jumped up, grasping the first thing I could find (a file on God knows what) and smacked him across the face with it. Deans head turned with the force - albeit not much - and another stupid grin crept onto his stupid lips. He chuckled his deep, chesty laugh and tenderly touched his already sore face, wincing slightly.

“Just for a second I forgot you hated my guts,” he drawled, rising to his feet.

“Well you don’t do yourself any favours by talking to me like that.”

“Yeah? Well maybe if you weren’t such a hot head you’d be able to take a joke.”

“A joke? You call that a joke? Jokes are supposed to be funny, Dean, there wasn’t even a punchline,” I had started to raise my voice slightly and he gave me an extremely puzzled look.

“Hold the fucking phone - are you mad at me because I ‘insulted’ you or are you mad that there was no punchline?”

“I’m mad at YOU, because you’re just trying to rub me up the wrong way on purpose!”

There was a pause, and a smirk and a twinkle in Deans eye.

“Well I’m sure if you ask Sam nicely he’ll rub you up the right way.”

“DEAN!” Sam and I both cut in at the same time and when I glanced at him I noticed a faint pink glow on his cheeks.

“What?” He threw his hands up, “Sam you’ve been acting like a schoolgirl around her since we met her at the diner, always jumping to her aid first. Just admit you have a crush ok?” Dean gave his younger brother an ‘all knowing look’ as Sam covered his face.

“Dean I’m going to pretend you never said any of that and just move on,” Sam turned to me and said in a hushed tone “I’m so sorry,” before looking back at his brother, who was now reaching for his jacket. “And where are you going?” Sam quizzed.

“To get dinner, that’s what this whole conversation escalated from right? About what we were going to eat? Well I’m going to get takeout, what do you both want?” Dean said, throwing his hands into his jacket pockets.

“Dean sit down,” I chimed in, my voice sterner than I intended.

“What?”

“Just sit the fuck down. Both of you. Carry on researching and making yourself useful,” I said, moving away from the table.

“Why?” Sam did as he was told but Dean looked at me like I’d asked him to eat tofu.

“Because I’m not letting you boys eat yourself to death with E numbers and MSG. I’ll cook something,” and as the words left my mouth I saw Deans eyebrows raise so much I thought they might push his hairline back. Before he could get a single word out Sam spoke on behalf of both of them:

“If you’re really ok doing that, (Y/n), you’ve already done so much today-”

“Sam it’s fine, I really don’t mind. I actually enjoy cooking, and since Bobby’s been gone I’ve had no one to cook for. So yeah it’s ok,” I smiled at him reassuringly, and he smiled back.

“Ok, if you’re sure,” he paused, looking to his older brother who had removed his jacket and was taking a seat again, “I just didn’t want you to feel like you had to just because Dean-”

“Really Sam, I’m fine with it. I was planning to cook even before the jackass opened his trap.” The younger Winchester gave me a final ‘ok’ before I spun on my heel and walked towards the kitchen, not even bothering to give the older Winchester a second glance.

I guess it’s time to find out what these boys have lurking in their pantry.

I’d been cooking for maybe half an hour when I was finally done and called the boys to the kitchen. I set three places at the table, and placed down three beers and enough cutlery for all of us, alongside various condiments they might want. I was just serving up as they walked in, muttering to themselves about something they’d researched. As they both sat down, I placed two plates in front of them and watched their faces light up.

“STEAK!” They both had wide grins as they picked up their cutlery and immediately dug in.

“Don’t get too excited, it’s nothing special. Plus the fries were frozen and the mac ‘n’ cheese was instant,” I said, placing down my own plate and taking a seat between them.

“Don’t care, ‘s home cooked,” Dean said with a mouthful of food, reaching for his beer. Sam just nodded vigorously in agreement.

“Well ok then,” I smiled to myself, I guess a little happy that they were happy. And for once that Dean had nothing smart to say. Yet.

Dinner was pretty uneventful - and short - as the boys practically inhaled their food. When their plates were empty they just sat at the table in a happy silence, rubbing their full bellies.

“Considering you just used what we already had and didn’t go shopping for anything, that was fucking beautiful,” Dean said, stifling a burp. I looked at him in surprise.

“Oh… Thanks Dean,” I half smiled down at him as I stood to collect their plates. He put his hand out to stop me, taking them from my grasp and pushed gently on my shoulder, urging me to sit. He returned the half smile, standing up.

“No problem. Now let me do this, you’ve done enough for us today already. Take a break,” his voice was low and strangely kind towards me, and I was almost lost for words as I felt his firm chest brush against my arm as he took the plates from me, his body heat reaching my skin through the fabric. Was he being serious, or just leading up to be a dick in a rather roundabout way? Who knows. But I should try to appreciate the moment at least.

Dean washed up whilst Sam dried everything and put it all away, and I sat sipping my beer as they bustled about for a few minutes. Once they were done, Sam took his seat back at the table and Dean grabbed the tea towel, roughly wiping the surfaces and flinging it over his shoulder when he was done.

“And now it’s pie time,” he said suddenly, sparks of joy in his voice. I grinned.

“Oooh, can I have some?” I asked. Dean turned to look at me like I’d asked him to shoot a puppy, and Sam muttered an ‘oh boy’ under his breath.

“Can you have some?” Dean repeated my request back to me, those sparks of joy in his voice no longer there.

“Yeah…please? I saw it in the fridge earlier, there’s definitely enough to share,” I stated, starting to feel like I was missing something here. Sam cleared his throat and I turned to look at him, an unusual expression on his face.

“Uhhh…(Y/n), Dean doesn’t share his pie. Not even with me.” Dean slammed the fridge door closed, said pie now in hand.

“You’re Goddamn right. The pies mine, now back off,” he gave me a warning look as he grabbed a fork and sat back down next to me again.

“Fuck me; really? What are you, a child? Who the fuck won’t share a pie made for four people?” I asked, getting exasperated with Deans bullshit. I knew the kindness wouldn’t last.

“Me.”

“Fuck you.”

“Guys, I’m gonna go and get some sleep - I’ll be back in a few hours. Thanks for dinner (Y/n), it was great,” Sam stood and pinched the bridge of his nose, not being inconspicuous at all about being done with bickering between Dean and I. He smiled softly at me before he left, patting my shoulder as I said a quiet ‘sleep well’ to him before he exited the room. Then it just left me and Dean. Again.

“Just one slice,” I asked abruptly, watching him shovel pastry into his face.

“No.”

“Please?”

“No.”

“Dean I made you dinner and tidied your shit, the least you can do is give me a slice,” I slid forward in my chair, inching closer to him in a new attempt to get him to share.

“No.”

“Pretty please?”

“No.”

“Fuck,” I threw my hands up before leaning forwards a little more so I was now close enough to smell him. And annoyingly he smelt divine - his cologne mixed with the scent of old leather and woodsmoke, perhaps a little gunpowder too. I breathed in, trying to get to the sweet smell of the desert he had, but all I could smell was him. I tried to ignore it. He was still a douchebag.

“One bite?” He sighed and turned to look at me, noses almost touching as I flinched back, not realising how much I’d shuffled towards him. He sighed, dropping his head slightly.

“Ok, just one bite,” he said as I did a very quiet squeal of delight. I reached for the fork in his hand but he held it up out of my reach, shaking his head.

“No. Not you.”

“Dean, come on.”

“Open.”

“What are you-”

“Open your mouth,” he said sternly, those evergreen eyes finding mine.

“Wait wha-”

“Open your Goddamn mouth (Y/n)” he said, his voice turning gravelly as I felt his breath on my face. I felt heat start to flood my cheeks and I couldn’t tell what emotion it was coming from, as I had started to feel a lot of things all at once. What made my head spin a little though was hearing my name fall from his lips - he hadn’t said it before, at least not to my face. And I hated myself for liking how it sounded. I didn’t say anything to him as I eventually did as I was told; opening my mouth and instinctively sticking out my tongue a little. I wasn’t sure where to look, so I looked at him - the concentration on his face as he scooped up an acceptable amount of pie to part with was amusing to say the least. Happy with my tiny portion, he turned to me and put the fork on my tongue, to which I closed my lips around as he slowly pulled it from my mouth, leaving the amazingly sweet desert behind. With my eyes now closed, I couldn’t help but hum in delight, savouring every flavour before I swallowed it down. Slowly opening my eyes again, I wasn’t expecting to see Dean still watching me, lips slightly parted as his gaze flickered between my eyes and my sticky lips, which I was now licking clean. He seemed to catch himself quickly though, immediately scooping up more pie for himself and cramming it into his own mouth. I sat back in my chair, picking up my beer and draining the bottle.

“Next time you buy a pie, Winchester,” I started, standing and tossing the bottle in the bin, “buy one for me so we don’t have this problem again.” He looked up at me just as I turned to leave.

“No promises,” his lip quirked slightly - so slightly that I wondered if he’d even smirked at all. I scoffed, giving him one last look as I rolled my eyes before I left the room to continue researching.

“Fuck you.”

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pokedashwarrior55 · 6 months

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I gotta ramble about Showtimeshipping and Digital Circus for a hot minute before this thought disappears into the Void forever.

I just LOVE the potential of a Caine/Pomni dynamic in a one sided disaster ship kinda way. I see alot of shippers like making Caine the romantic one. Whether its Showtime or Royalshipping it seems Caine is boisterous and loud, therefore he's the haughty romantic. But he is afraid of Moon's advances, "Let's get outta here before the Moon get's frisky!". He's also an AI made for a children's point and click adventure carnival game by a cooperation in the early 2000s. Gooseworks has stated at Glitch con that he lacks alot of human emotions. I see no reason he would be outwardly romantic in the slightest other than his overenergetic and passionate personality.

I find it more hilarious if Pomni, the anxious and probably overlooked in her past life girl that she is, emotionally latched onto Caine in some way or another. Either from his personality being everything she wished she could be, bold and confident, simply seeing him as a powerful being that is the last remaining hope she has of returning to who she was, or a lighthearted Stockholm syndrome emotional dependency I dont' know. Maybe it's simply she found his voice attractive and spiraled from there. Pomni becomes angry that she's attracted to this floating teeth with eyes and just screams. Jax catches onto her little infatuation very easily and makes fun of her without outing her, making it a back and forth with them.

Caine eventually realizes his new player is unhappy and becoming increasingly unhinged very quickly. He doesn't want another intrusive abstraction, especially since she just got here, so he begins spending more time with Pomni trying to get her to chill. His purpose is to entertain and provide a fun escape from daily stress, so seeing a player as stressed as Pomni is tugs at his sensors. He needs her to be as accustomed to the world as everyone else is. If not he failed as a video game and failed is own programing. It's his duty to ensure she is comfortable and having fun.

So now Caine is hyper vigilant of Pomni's life and emotions. He takes her on adventures just for her to cheer her up, just the two of them. This is to ensure the quest is specific to her, that others aren't at risk to make her spiral further, and that he has full attention on her so he can assure her it is a painless and harmless quest, since he can always fix her or get rid of an issue if it becomes too much. All of it was just meant as a safety procedure, but Pomni sees it as coming on to her with his eagerness to spend all this alone time together. Human perceptions see it as a date, which is not even a thought for Caine. She's still jumpy and nervous and touches him alot. Like alot alot, which Caine thinks is her telling him she's lonley of course! So he gets her gifts to make her feel like she belongs and that she has things to keep her saine. Off course, this all interpreted by Pomni in a Human relationship lense and the attention deepens the hole Pomni has now dug for herself.

Eventually Caine rambles his frustrations about Pomni's behavoir and how no matter what he tries he can't seem to make her happy here to Bubble, who repeats some of his words to the cast that is mostley gone ignored, except for Jax (who already knew) and Ragatha, who finally understood what was happening and feels bad for them both. Pomni is struggling with a crush on a probably dangerous and confused AI while said AI is getting flirted with by a Human and is driving himself mad trying to decipher her strive. She steps up to actually let Caine know what he is missing and this is when true Showtime would start, with Caine realizing he does enjoy helping Pomni and Pomni coming to terms with her emotions instead of just screaming at herself for having them. From there they can have a cute, if mostly aromantic, fluffy friendship that almost borders on dating, but never quite gets there with Caine's limitations.

She's feeling claustrophobic from the tent one day and he generates a small area for her to explore stressfree to take her mind away from that feeling of being trapped. He talks about having creations both from Jax saying, "is this another one of your NPCs?" and Caine saying, "You know how I don't like people seeing my unfinished work" so he is a learning AI that enjoys creating and seems somewhat artistic, despite his limitations and bluntness. He enjoys helping her feel at home, despite the circumstances and Pomni grows more comfortable with herself by his radiating confidence, yet they can both be equally frantic and chaotic if the scene needs it. It's both a timid/bold dynamic and a chaos duo and I love it.

Ok that's my showtime HC dump byeeeeeeeee

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the-s1lly-corner · 5 months

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TADC cast x short and fluffy reader? (Maybe the reader has an extra fluffy tail)

TADC cast x short and fluffy!reader !

Ooo I wanna make brioche, but I also wanna make macarons... but I also wanna make scones... OOOOOO but I also wanna make butterscotch haystacks (having a crisis) (this is totally unrelated to the ask I just be yappin)

CAINE:

Now to be fair, you didnt specify how short you are so to Caine you're probably just normal sized/j .. absolutely loves your fluff, probably runs his hands through it every chance he gets, regardless of if its hair, feathers, or fur! Since you're on the smaller side he can pro comfortably hold you in his arms while flying around! Loves showing you how the grounds look from above, I think!

No thoughts only Caine taking you up to fly over the grounds while its nighttime and you see all the lights down below and everything looks so pretty!!

He wont drop you I promise

POMNI:

You're normal sized in her eyes/j

Keeps her hands to herself but if you offer to let her pet your tail! Good stress relief, I think! Pomni never really initiates it before you offer, though, since she doesnt really want to invade your personal bubble

Please communicate with her that it's fine and it's not something you mind!

RAGATHA:

Occasional pets! She kind of lies somewhere between pomni and jax in terms of how much shes going to pet you without any prompting! More so a head pats person than a tail.. stuff?? Trust me the "tail stuff" makes more sense when you read jax's part..! Doesnt make fun of you for your height, i just cant see ragatha doing that. I was originally gonna say she would make petnames for you based on it, but I'm not actually sure she would.. has probably made bows and stuff for your tail!

JAX:

(Bumping my fists on the table) jax fidget hc jax fidget hc !!!!! Messes with your tail when its within reach; usually just messing with the fur or lightly bapping it around and watching it instinctively move around in response! He would already tease you for being shorter than him... but if you're actually below the average height (or at least, the average within the digital world) then hes gonna lean really into it! Makes a show of getting something down for you, probably overstretches himself and gets on his tip tops to sell the point (he, of course, not needing to do any of thst thanks to his height)

KINGER:

The "how to talk to short people" meme but hes on the incorrect side by crouching down to your height/j he doesnt mean anything rude by it..! Sometimes likes to mess with your tail by petting the fur when you guys cuddle inside the pillow fort! Honestly I can see him with a fidgeting habit, too, like jax! But I think his is less intense and he has a little more restraint.. that said once you give him the go ahead hes gonna be constantly petting your tail if it's long enough

ZOOBLE:

(Watches your tail swish around) "oh... cool.."

Zooble doesn't exactly feel this way or that about your tail, however I will say you extra fluff makes cuddling with them more enjoyable since they look like they're made of hard plastic (Zooble I'm sorry I love you)

Probably lightly teases you for your height; not to the extent jax does it but they probably let out a flat "haah.. short.." when you briefly struggle with something non important

GANGLE:

Short person x person who can (physically and emotionally) be knocked down easily; you guys both have your own struggles/j

Would never ever in a million years make any mean comments on your height, and this includes teasing and nicknames; she doesn't have the heart to even lightly poke fun at you

Petting can be a little weird, since gangle doesnt exactly.. have hands.. I mean she does, but they're like the ends of ribbon; she doesnt have palms or fingers, nor can she put the most force behind her touches (at least that's my personal hc, she doesnt strike me as someone who's. Strong... or even proportionally strengthed? Idk shes ribbon)

Very silly she loves it when your tail starts swishing around when you see her!!

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #pomni x reader #ragatha x reader #jax x reader #kinger x reader #zooble x reader #gangle x reader

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ominous-auburn-orbs · 5 months

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Can you do a fanfic for Kinger and Caine's first kiss with mild NSFW

Here's some dialogue for help

Kinger: Wow.

Caine: Yeah.

Kinger: That was...intense.

Caine: Yeah.

This. This one was a struggle. But you were nice enough to give me dialogue. If you read my stuff for plot, there's not a lot of that to be found here lmao.

Also, same warnings as in the ask, slight NSFW, but it's basically just them semi-failing at making out like the sillies they are.

Kinger and Caine stood outside of the tent, watching the sunset. They held each other's hands, enjoying this moment of peace. Kinger eventually spoke up.

"Hey, Caine?" The ringmaster looked to him, immediately giving Kinger his undivided attention, although that was far from irregular. "This is our 7th date, right?"

"Indeed it is, my dear! It's sweet that you've been keeping count." It took a few moments, but the tone of Kinger's question started to sink in. "Wait, is something special meant to be happening? Is- does the 7th date hold a sort of significance? Was I meant to get you something specific? I-I'm so so sorry, my darling, I didn't-"

"No no no, you're fine!" Kinger chuckled, "There's nothing too important about the 7th date. At least, I don't remember there being. I was more referring to... our progress in our relationship."

"Why, whatever do you mean?"

"Well, we've been together for a little while now, and we, uh, haven't even kissed." His voice trailed off slightly. He knew he'd kissed people before, but all of those memories had a dream-like quality to them. He hadn't done much of anything romantic since he got stuck in the circus, so it felt like he was about to have his first kiss overall. It did make him feel rather self-conscious before it even began, worried that he'd do something wrong or embarrassing and ruin the moment.

"Oh. Yes, you're right, we haven't. I have done research on that, and kissing is allegedly a staple part of romantic relationships. But, I'm not quite sure how we'd go about it, considering our severe lack of lips." Caine chose not to admit that he had near to know idea on how to kiss someone, despite his extensive research. Very, very extensive.

Kinger brought Caine's hand to his cheek, requiring the ringmaster to fly in order to reach him. "How about we try anyway? Just use our collective knowledge, and... experiment, until we find something that feels right."

Caine felt heat spread across his gums. "A-alright, that sounds, uh, good. Very good."

Unsure, the two started to lean towards each other, Caine's teeth and eyes shut tight. Eventually, their faces touched, causing them to relax a bit more. Kinger moved the spot where his mouth would be against Caine's teeth. It did have a similar sensation to what kissing had felt like. Or perhaps he was remembering wrong. Either way, he loved it.

Caine opened his mouth partially, nibbling on Kinger's face, which was admittedly more pleasurable than he thought it would be, although the chess piece did have to hold in a laugh at the mental image of what their current situation would look like.

The ringmaster opened his mouth further. He remembered that he had read about how people would use their tongue to show more affection and passion, so he somewhat awkwardly ran his tongue across Kinger's 'mouth', which drew unexpected noises from both of them.

Since Caine didn't need to breathe and only God knew how Kinger's respiratory system worked, they continued this for a while. Saliva dripped down the front of Kinger's face, but he didn't care enough to stop. In an attempt to further chase the feeling of what he could only describe as his chest exploding from the inside, Caine bit Kinger's face, although harder than he intended.

"Ow-" Kinger pulled away, bringing a hand up to where he had been bit, but stopped before he touched it. There was no lasting mark on his wood, and the pain wasn't that bad. He started to think about how he wouldn't have minded Caine doing it again, but decided to leave that new feeling for another day.

"Oh my goodness, I am so sorry, my sweetness, are you okay?" Both of their faces were bright red and their collars were crumpled from where they had been grasping at each other to try and get closer.

The chess piece wiped at his face to clean off some of Caine's spit. "I-it's fine, I'm fine, I promise." Kinger put one of his hands on the ringmaster's shoulder and the other on his waist, while Caine encircle his 'neck' with his arms. "That was- it was a lot."

"Yes, a-a lot would be a good way of describing it." They continued to stand there in each other's embrace. Well, Kinger standing and Caine floating. "Did you like it, though?"

Kinger was silent for a moment before pressing his face to Caine's teeth. "Yes, I did. I'd love to do it again some time, sweetheart, if you don't mind."

Caine couldn't help but be flustered at the petname. Kinger knew how much of an effect it had on him. "O-oh! Ah, of- of course, yes, whatever you wish for, my dear."

#GUESS WHO ISN'T RE-READING THIS #it's me I'm not re-reading it #royalteeth #kinger x caine #caine x kinger #kingleader #this one's not my best but I still tried

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hulktf · 10 months

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Could you help me hulk out into a huge dumb hulk beast?

You were always a straight-A nerd. That's why it came as a shock when Professor Cain posted grades for the biochemistry midterm and your grade came at a barely passing C-. Surely, university couldn't simply be this hard, could it?

When you emailed him, he asked you to come to his lab after hours - at your earliest convenience - to rectify such issues with extra credit. So right after your debate club meeting that evening, you rushed over to CDA 018, the famed underground lab room.

As soon as you entered, you had no time to process or react as some kind of gas filled your vision, eventually knocking you out. When you woke, you were still in the lab, but with your hands bound behind your back and around a chair, and duct tape over your mouth.

Did someone break into the professor's lab? Were you a hostage?

"MMM - MMM!" You tried to make some kind of noise to get someone's attention. Thankfully, you heard some rustling from down one of the endless, tall aisles of beakers and equipment. However you were perplexed to see the 32 year old Professor Cain emerge, unbothered and nonchalant towards your current state.

"I knew you'd come," Professor Cain said to you. Looking at the fear and confusion you were able to project through your eyes, he laughed. "You're telling me that a prodigy like you can't figure out what's happening? Didn't you come for extra credit?"

You slowly nodded.

"I've been watching you in class. The shy, yet confident overachiever that wants to be sure he's on top. The thing is..." the professor started, turning his attention to some concoction on the table. "...You're also such a loser. Don't get me wrong, I love academia. But you... Well, let's just say I would like a more balanced class. We already have some great, high-achieving students - without your know-it-all attitude."

You could barely think, but tried to wiggle out of the chair and your restraints. Alas, you were too weak to break out of anything, and completely unequipped to escape.

"If you'd like to gain some extra credit - enough to lift your final grade up two letter grades - you'll be assisting me right now. Here," the professor continued. He turned back to you. "You'll be assisting me - as my first subject of a personal project 10 years in the making. A formula, finalized by one of your fellow students."

Your eyes widened and you shook your head violently. How is this even possible? How could he do this to you?

Professor Cain hoisted you up by the arm, freeing you from the chair, before leading you to the lab's only human-sized experimental chamber. You tried to make noise, any noise, to protest it, but you couldn't free yourself from the scientist's surprisingly strong grip. Due to your slow reaction time, you couldn't get up in time before the scientist slammed the door behind you.

You scrambled upwards nonetheless, looking around and studying the chamber's cramped inside. In a desperate attempt, you tried to tackle the chamber's door open, but the impact only sent you stumbling back, not the door. You tried to scream again, but with the duct tape sealing your mouth, the only person to hear was the uncaring Cain, who smiled as he watched you struggle to escape.

"Don't resist this, I think you might enjoy it," he said as he punched in commands into the chamber's computer.

Overhead, a mechanical voice sounded through the small, tinny speakers of the chamber. "Initiating masculine enhancement process. Infusing gamma formula now."

No way, you thought. No way you could enjoy this, right? Who needs masculine enhancement? You were fine being who you were. The image of the dumb, muscle-obsessed jocks you despised around campus came to mind, and you couldn't understand why he would want to turn you into that. You didn't want to change.

However you were helpless as a greenish smoky gas filled the chamber. You tried to resist breathing, but you couldn't help it. It irritated the back of your throat and you suppressed the urge to cough. The gas made you lightheaded... But also... euphoric?

A buzz started playing - you couldn't tell if it was from the equipment or the speakers. A strange warmth washed over you. The anxiety creeping up your throat slowly dissipated with each breath as words emerged from the buzzing. It was faint at first, but with each repetition his senses became more intense as it got harder to think.

** MUSCLE UP. DUMB DOWN. HULK OUT. BE A MAN. **

Something was unraveling deep in your psyche and soul. As the image of the campus jocks lingered in your mind, the hypnotic words reached into your brain to root itself in the deepest recesses of your self. That's when you felt a sudden headrush, as if someone suddenly overloaded your brain with adrenaline and dopamine. Your eyes widened as you gasped (as much as you could) through your nose.

You didn't know it yet, but your irises had taken on a bright green hue, inhuman yet peak human. The toxic formula had seeped into your bloodstream, leaking a toxic attitude into your brain. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you groaned (or moaned?) through your covered lips. Your body relaxed then tensed as changes began to permeate your whole being.

"It's starting!" The professor exclaimed through the glass. "No longer will you be your scrawny, puny, know-it-all self. Think about how strong, how powerful you'll be..."

Strength and power was all you were feeling. It was electrifying, enlightening. You could feel a surge throughout all your nerves and muscles. Almost out of reflex, on a whim, you tried once more to break out of your thick wrist restraints and - boom! - your fists broke free from them as if they were only tissue paper, finally freeing your arms. You ripped off the tape off your mouth, but instead of screaming for help you stayed put, a grin coming on your face.

With your arms able to rest at your side, you stood up taller and straighter than you ever did before, as if years hunched over your computer were replaced with years of perfect form in the gym. You probably now had the strength to punch your way out of the chamber if you really wanted to. You were feeling good, and you couldn't remember why you wanted to leave.

That was only the beginning. A soreness and burning spread throughout all your muscles, as if you just had days of intense workouts. Your closed your eyes as you felt another headrush. You gripped your head as you felt every muscle in your body grow, your skin tightening around them. In your position the sleeves of your white shirt felt tighter than ever, and with a twitch of your muscles, a subconscious flex, a loud rip sounded inside the chamber as your arms burst through your sleeves.

You slowly pulled your hands away from your face to see the destruction to your best debate shirt. But debate is for pussies, you thought to yourself. You didn't think you'd ever admit it to yourself, but the thought made you grin, almost chuckle. Feeling your chest strain against your shirt and your thickening neck constricted by your tie, you grabbed the edges of the dress shirt and tore it apart from the middle, revealing that your scrawny body now had hard muscles taking on a toxic green hue. A huge and wide chest, six-pack abs, and lats and traps for days. This felt right.

It wasn't long before you realized you were growing in height too. Looking down at your tight pants, you realized they were now several inches off the floor on top of barely holding onto your calves and thighs. Then you looked up, and realized that throughout this transformation you slowly been hunching over, the 7-foot-tall chamber eventually becoming too short for your stature. As you adjusted your stance to flex your upper body muscles, another loud rip was heard as your belt and chinos could no longer contain you. You looked down to see your feet destroy your shoes, no longer the right fit.

Whatever was left of them was poorly hiding your growing bulge. You grabbed your dick through them like a dumb horny frat bro, something so obscene you never would've dared doing, but the action ended up shedding the last of your remaining clothes. Your hardening cock had grown to a 10 inch emerald snake, growing too large to be contained by these small flimsy pieces of fabric.

Already overloaded by pleasure and power, the testosterone making machine in your balls was permanently changing your body and mind. Hair started coming in around them, your pits, and on your legs. Your typical clean-shaven baby face was feeling prickling pain as a beard started coming in. It came in dark green, just like the hair atop your head had become. You felt so fucking strong, but you also needed relief.

After once again flexing and admiring your own musculature, the idea of sex entered your mind. You were the sexiest beast in miles, a real Hulk blessed with a gift of gods.

You briefly ran your hands over your abs, feeling your pleasure trail and leading yourself to pumping your cock. Each stroke only emitted even more mind-numbing pleasure as the image of hot guys and girls servicing and worshipping your cock and body filled your mind. You slowly slid to the floor, laying nude with your head peering over your pecs to watch yourself jack off. Fuck yeah.

It wasn't long until you shot out a shitton of cum, hitting the top of the chamber and the wall. You nearly roared as you came, never feeling such an intense orgasm in your life. The last pieces of your old, sad, puny self were ejected, supplanted by this new Hulk self, knowledge of years on the football field and the gym with bros replacing old memories of nerdy pursuits and late nights studying.

You could feel your heart beat through your chest. Fuck, that really just happened. The haze that settled on your head still lingered, but at this point you didn't even mind. Fuck school, you thought. You chuckled dumbly at the thought, mindlessly thinking of everything you'd rather be doing than school while cum was still dripping down your cock and abs.

You only remembered where you were when the professor outside knocked on the door.

"Thanks for participating in my experiment," he said with glee. "Clean yourself up. There are napkins on the side cabinets. There's also some shorts, XXL to fit you."

You did as you were told, simply. Your body felt strange, but powerful, and you loved it. The chamber unsealed and out you emerged.

A smirk crept across your face. As you looked down at your rippling muscles bulging under green skin, you realized that your deepest desires were satisfied. No need for the monotony and stress of academia when you could be a Hulk - a god.

Now you spend your time trying to get even bigger in the gym, endlessly bodybuilding and being a real bro when you're not too busy laying pipe on whoever comes your way.

#hulk #hulkout #hulk out #male muscle growth #jockification #nerd to jock #nerd to hulk #hulk tf #muscle tf #dumber #dumbing down #male tf #male transformation

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forbidden-sunlight · 5 months

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yandere!Ragatha with gender-neutral! rabbit plush! reader headcanons

Warnings: Obsessive behavior, implied bullying, spoilers for the pilot episode.

There may also be possible triggers in this story.

If you do not feel comfortable venturing any further, please hit the 'back' button on your mobile device or computer and read something much more pleasant than a possible series of unfortunate events.

Hey guys, and welcome to another piece for The Amazing Digital Circus! :) This was inspired by another yandere!Ragatha set of headcanons, written by the talented @xciiii! I highly recommend checking it out, so I will leave a link to it here.

Without being said, sit back, relax, and enjoy the show! :)

Ragatha is someone who will get attached to her darling slowly as she gets to know them. At first, the realization that she possessed such feelings will embarrass her greatly, these….feelings she has towards them. Yet as time went on, or if anyone keeps tabs on time anymore, her love grew and grew until she…she just couldn’t stand the thought of someone else falling for her darling.

Being trapped in the Amazing Digital Circus is not an ideal place to get attached to anyone beyond being friends, even when Caine’s little adventures have helped her from abstracting like poor Kaufmo. And Kaufmo had been her darling’s friend. Her darling was so upset when they learned about his abstraction. And there was nothing wrong with comforting her darling at their lowest point. Not at all.

At least she wouldn’t have to use the key to their room yet. Jax had been so #@$%^&!* stubborn with handing it over. But she’ll deal with him when the time comes.

Thankfully, Pomni seems to be adjusting just fine and doesn’t have any interest in anything beyond finding a way to leave this exit. If Ragatha was honest…Pomni seemed kind of scared to be around her darling and tried to avoid being paired up with them during activities.

Maybe it’s because her darling is a tiny rabbit doll with floppy ears and tiny red eyes? Ragatha wasn’t sure. Not everyone who comes to this place is able to retain their human form. Look at Kinger, Gangle, Zooble, and Jax.

Gangle liked her darling's form because it reminded the circus' artist of an anime that she used to watch before coming here, though she struggled to remember the name of it.

Ragatha will try not to get jealous when her darling spends an afternoon helping Kinger build a pillow fort or drawing with Gangle, she really will because she knows they like them as only friends, never anything beyond that. A certain periwinkle rabbit will make it hard on her, though, if he tries to flirt with them.

When it came right down to it, Ragatha didn’t care so much about appearances as much as her darling’s personality. And in her defense, she never thought her curiosity, this tiny little crush would become something so suffocating, so lovely, that all she can think about is her darling and making sure they are safe.

If something happened to them…well, she’d go crazy and tear this whole world apart like Kaufmo had tried to do.

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#forbidden-sunlight #yandere x reader #x reader #yandere female #ns.fw #cw dubious consent #tw dubious consent #cw obsessive behavior #cw obsession #tw obsessive love #tw obsessive behavior #the amazing digital circus x reader #the amazing digital circus #tadc ragatha #tadc x reader #tadc jax #tadc pomni #gooseworx #yandere

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peachdues · 8 months

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PHANTASMAGORIA: THE CUT SCENES

Now that Phantasmagoria: Part III has been out for a few days, I thought I would share some of the cut scenes, as well as some of the deviations from the original draft/outline of Phantasmagoria as a whole for anyone who is interested or wants to see a bit into my writing progress!

Spoiler: if you thought the final version couldn't get any angstier, you would be incorrect lol. Everything is under the cut! NSFW warning, light TW.

CUT SCENES -- NOT INCLUDED IN FINAL DRAFT BUT WRITTEN

Part III opened post-kitchen hate-fuck from Sanemi's POV where he broke down in his room. Flashback montage of Y/N and Sanemi throughout the years, happy, smiling, and the best of friends. Scenes included Sanemi piggy-backing Y/N when they were small children, a scene when they were teens and she fell asleep with her head on his shoulder, etc. Cut back to present and he thinks about how far they've fallen.

Sanemi flashback to the night he and Y/N reunited at the club; Sanemi tries not to think about how much it stings that Y/N hugged Kyo but barely greeted him. Hearing "Sanemi," and not "Nemi," stung a lot more than he thought it would. Reminisces about how he always used to pretend to be annoyed by her hugs, but he secretly coveted them and would always try to find ways to prolong them.

More of Sanemi's thoughts/feelings after he and Y/N started sleeping together + his panic at the idea that she might also die and he will have lost yet another person he loves

Sanemi's inner monologe where he decides he will be whatever she wants him to be (after they dance in Part I) -- even if that means he's nothing more to her than a warm body to fuck (callback to Part 2 when she tells him that's how he sees her)

Longer fight between Y/N and Sanemi over the first night issue

During the makeup/makeout in Part III, Y/N and Sanemi 69 and try to see who can get the other to finish first. Sanemi wins.

Convo snippet: "You don't know me," "Yes, I do. I might be the only person who really does; who sees every part of you."

ORIGINAL DRAFT -- SCENES IN FINAL VERSION CHANGED

Sanemi originally found out that Y/N's mom was sick before she died and would go visit her to keep her company

Mitsuri, not Shinobu, OD'ed -- Mitsuri and Obanai didn't end up together so she went on a bender during the lake weekend

The Douma scene was a lot more explicit (form Y/N's POV) and a lot worse. Douma had her naked and he was taking photos to send around while she cried. Sanemi, not Akaza, was the one to find them, and he beats Douma so bad he almost kills him. Y/N struggles between wanting to cling to Sanemi for comfort as he carries her out of there, and wanting to keep herself distanced because she swore she would not let him in. Scene was inspired by Ptolemea by Ethel Cain (song was later used to inspire the scene where she has a panic attack while Sanemi brings up her mother)

After the main confrontation between the two in the kitchen, Y/N was going to blow Sanemi right then and there (instead of them taking time to think/process)

#demon slayer #sanemi shinazugawa #kny x reader #kny fanfic #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #kny sanemi #sanemi x reader #Sanemi smut #kny smut #demon slayer smut

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voiddaisy · 14 days

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Rank the Batfam members based on how well you think you'd get along irl

This is so fun! Okay, so my idea of canon versus fanon is kind of messed up, but I'm going to do my best to go solely off of what I know is canon. I also went a little overboard and did some character study shit because when I tell you I love the bat family, I love the bat family.

(1) Duke Thomas. From what I know about canon, we are really alike. He has a strong moral compass, wants to help people, and can be super goofy and silly. He doesn't really take things super seriously, cares a lot about his family, and is not afraid to lie to Bruce, which I am a supporter of. I think overall we would get along the best just because we are so alike. He also just seems so chill and fun to be around, and I've made a post about this before, but he is so nonjudgmental when it comes to his friends and family, so nonchalant, and literally just the cutie patootie ever, so for sure him.

(2) Stephanie Brown. I love Steph and no one can take that away from me. She reminds me a lot of one of my sisters; She is very witty and humorous, and she is determined, stubborn, and compassionate. She tries to have a positive outlook on everything, despite everything she has been through. I think we would get along well because she is kind of my opposite in a lot of ways. She is outgoing, confrontational, and rebellious, but still vulnerable, caring, and selfless. We would kind of just be a slay duo in my opinion.

(3) Dick Grayson. If I didn't relate so much to Duke, I would definitely say I am the most like Dick. He is a perfectionist, very sarcastic, caring, and literally rocks "eldest daughter syndrome," which... same. He is also such an emotional person, and most of his emotions come out in anger because he doesn't know how to regulate them, which I can relate to. He has that personality that is so easy to banter with but also gets vulnerable, which we see a lot in the comics when it comes to his brothers. I just think our personalities would blend really easily together.

(4) Barbara Gordon. Barbara is literally that bitch. She is super intelligent, determined, hard-working, and responsible while also being empathetic, funny, independent, and wise. She takes so many of the bat kids under her wing as a mentor and tries to build them up to be better people (literally fixing what Bruce messes up). She is super funny and cool, is clearly intelligent without having to flex on it, and cares so deeply for people. If I had an older sister, I'd want her to be just like Babs, because this woman is literally gold. She isn't higher on this list just because I just connect with the other characters more, but she is still just such a good character and I love her so much.

(5) Cassandra Cain. I think I would get along well with Cass because she is a very complex person. She is silent, stoic, determined, responsible, deeply empathetic, and has self-esteem issues. I share a lot of these traits with her, but I'm more... outgoing than she is? So it would be like a bad bitch and her baddie friend situation where I am a yapper and advocate for us both when I normally wouldn't be. She'd encourage my more outgoing side to come out because of how stoic and quiet she can be. She is also like the better version of Bruce Wayne (sorry Bruce), where she still has that intense sense of justice and a strong moral compass, but because she cares so deeply about her friends and family, she puts them first, whereas Bruce kind of... struggles with that lmfao. That is just my interpretation of her, though!

(6) Jason Todd. I actually didn't plan on putting him this high on the list, but after I started typing it out, I was like... oh. I would get along with him better than I thought. Okay, so what annoys me about him is mainly his sense of justice, rebellious nature, complex moral code, and anger. However, these are all issues that stem from his insane trauma and aren't like natural-born traits of his. When he was Robin, he was very playful, witty, kind, and sweet, as a lot of people mention. Despite how he changed after the Lazurus Pit, we still see these personality traits slip through sometimes. He cares a lot about the street kids and does his best to mentor them. In the Gotham Knights cames (which apparently aren't canon but I don't care), he can be very vulnerable and kind to his brothers instead of... beating Tim half to death. Jason is a very emotional character with loyal and protective instincts, and he desires redemption so deeply that he doesn't care how it is acquired. His complexity is what makes me drawn to him, I think. To recognize him as a person who is deeply traumatized and needs positive reinforcement in his life is easy; To give that positive reinforcement is harder. But I think I could offer that to him (and I have the "I can fix him" mentality. Would I be able to fix him? No. Could I be a good friend to him? Maybe). My major qualms with him would be his skewed sense of justice and his moral code; Everything else is like typical emo behavior haha.

(7) Tim Drake. I did not expect Tim to be so low on this list, but I guess it's more of a little brother-type situation. Tim is very intelligent, analytical, determined, empathetic, and compassionate. He shares a lot of traits with Dick, where he is a natural kind of leader and has a deep resourcefulness to him. He can be very self-critical and lacks a need to take care of himself, but he is a team player and can be very responsible. He is also just kind of like... the funniest bat brother to me. It's his sarcasm and the way he picks on people, I think. While he is a good character, I just think I would get frustrated with his stubbornness very quickly. He also just has that little brother attitude that gets on my nerves. But I do think that I would be like a big sister figure to him if that makes sense? Like "you love to hate them" type of shit.

(8) Damian Wayne. Okay, to preface; Damian is just a deeply traumatized kid, so my reservations are literally just about that. I have what you would call a chronic need to fix people, and Damian would just be so easy for me to try to fix, even if I knew I couldn't. He has a skewed sense of justice, like Jason does, but is easier to convince not to kill people. He is stoic, cold, can be emotionless at times, and does not want people to take care of him. I saw some panel yesterday about Dick trying to comfort him after Bruce dies, and Damian is so choked up and doesn't want to speak about it, despite Dick being his older brother. Damian has literally been trained since birth to focus on his mission, his feelings be damned, and I would have such a hard time with that. I would just get so emotional over him and want to take care of him, and he would hate that. I just think that he wouldn't like me very much. I love Damian as a character and I love how complex he is, but he would not love me lmfao.

(9) Bruce Wayne. I knew Bruce was going to be last because there is a special place in my heart reserved for my beef with parents who fuck up their kids. Even though Bruce tries to be a good father to his kids, he is just so shit at it sometimes, and it makes me so mad. In my real life, any time my parents fuck with one of my sisters, I get so irrationally angry and want to fist-fight them. If I was around Bruce and his traumatized children, I would want to throw hands with him every time I saw him. I know that deep down, Bruce is a really good man who just wants to help people, but the way he treats his children literally just boils my blood. I would get along with him if he either didn't have children or had some deep-rooted therapy to fix his emotional constipation. I mean... we would get along fine I'm sure, I would just always have that rage, you know?

This was way longer than I intended it to be, but I have been doing so much character study lately about these people and wanted to share my opinion on each of them in a broader way. If I messed up their character in relation to DC canon... oh well. Also, I know Jason Todd is a little bitch, but he is my little bitch, so it's fine.

Thank you for the ask <3 this was so fun!!

#bat family #batman #dc comics #headcanons #character study #icarus yaps #duke thomas #stephanie brown #dick grayson #cassandra cain #jason todd #barbara gordon #tim drake #damian wayne #bruce wayne

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acourtofthought · 7 months

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Contains TOG series spoilers

It really frustrates me when certain readers ignore that SJM wrote how Elain is bothered by cruelty and claim she'd be fine with Az's torturing:

Chaol cleared his throat. She knew he hated this. When she’d gone on her first mission—to an estate up the coast in Meah—he’d paced so much before she left that she honestly thought he would ask her not to go. And when she’d returned, severed head in tow and rumors flying about Sir Carlin’s murder, it had taken a week for him to even look her in the eye. But what had he expected?

Whenever the princess or Chaol or even Dorian looked at her like that, it was almost too much to bear. But they had to believe the lies, too. For their own safety.

Chaol watched blood bubble out of Archer’s lips as Celaena let him slump to the stone floor. She stared down at the body, her final words to him hovering in the air, running claws over Chaol’s already chilled skin. She closed her eyes, tilting her head back as she took a long breath—as if she were embracing the death before her, and the stain it left as payment for her vengeance.

For a month now, it had been the same dream. Every night, over and over, until Chaol could see it in his waking hours. Archer Finn groaning as Celaena shoved her dagger up through his ribs and into his heart. She embraced the handsome courtesan like a lover, but when she gazed over Archer’s shoulder, her eyes were dead. Hollow.

Chaol was a soldier who killed when it was necessary for duty, he even killed Cain to protect Celeana (something he also had nightmares over). Yet even he struggled with the idea of Celeana as an assassin. He loved her while still having a difficult time accepting the violence in her.

Chaol and Celaena are not exactly like Elain and Az but SJM tends to stick with certain themes throughout her writing and one character not being able to fully embrace the darkness within another character pretty much guarantees that ship will sink. There's a reason Elain was not present during Az's torture scene, with SJM later telling us cruelty bothers her then later having Az tell us Elain had no idea the things he'd done. The author is telling us that even if Elain and Az were to become a thing, Elain wouldn't be fine with his methods, that she'd never fully accept that darkness in him just as Chaol could never fully accept that side of Celeana. SJM shows that "love" still isn't always enough for two characters when their values don't align (not that E/riel is even in love) and Az actively hides that side of himself around Elain because he knows she's not the kind of person to accept the torture of their enemies.

Which is another thing that doesn't bode well for a romance in her worlds

Characters hiding who they are from the other. Celeana lied to Chaol about who she really was, and while her reasons were completely understandable, he fell in love with her without truly knowing her.

But he thought of all that she’d told him, all the secrets she’d revealed, and knew he needed time to comprehend it all. He could tell that she had left out information. She’d told him only the vaguest details; and then there was the matter of her Fae heritage.

But I had to get her out of this castle. Because it was too dangerous, and she was … what she was becoming …” “She was not becoming anything different from what she always was and always had the capacity to be. You just finally saw everything. And once you saw that other part of her …,” Dorian said quietly. / “You cannot pick and choose what parts of her to love.”

SJM endgame pairings tend to show their worst to one another from the start.

Rhys played the villain in front of Feyre very early on, showing her the lengths he'd go to in order to get what he wanted. He basically called her human trash at one point then twisted a bone in her arm at another.

Nesta showed Cassian her claws and teeth from their very first meeting.

SJM had Elain first meet Lucien in the worst possible situation. Lucien is actually a really good guy but the author set it up where if there was ever a reason for her to be angry towards Lucien, she put it out there right from the beginning. There is no more "bad" or "dark" that Lucien is hiding from Elain, that was the worst of him that she's ever going to experience but is in line with endgame couples seeing the negative right away.

Gwyn saw Az slaughter an entire group of people before her eyes. I don't think she's seen the darkest parts of Az just yet however her first experience of him was seeing him have absolutely no mercy, a storyline SJM retconned just for Gwyn.

Rowan saw Aelin falling down drunk, knowing who she was while she herself hid from it, knowing what she had done before. He saw her at her worst from the get go.

Az shows Elain the parts of himself he thinks she wants to see. He's gentle and polite in her presence while hiding really major parts of who he is from her, he's someone entirely different when she's not around and that's not a good thing in these books.

Elain can't have real feelings for Az because she's never seen the real Az.

I'm sick of seeing "she does know Az and she's fine with what he does, she understands he has to do it!"

There is ZERO evidence of this because there are no canon scenes proving this.

She wasn't in the High Lords meeting where he attacked Eris. She wasn't in the room when he disrespected Feyre's orders. She wasn't in the room when he said she shouldn't search for the Trove. She wasn't in the Hewn City while he tortured Autumn's soldiers and Az says he's been avoiding her and that she doesn't know the things he's done.

Elain killing the king to save Nesta and Cassian, a one off occurrence that was not premeditated is in no way comparable to what Az regularly does and torturing is not even comparable to fighting in a battle, it's on a whole other level. His torture is something even Feyre struggles with, Feyre who is mated to the High Lord of the Night Court.

This is why Chaol was never going to be right for Celeana / Aelin:

He had seen Aelin do terrible things. He still dreamed of her gutting Archer Finn in cold blood. Still dreamed of what she’d left of Grave’s body in that alley. Still dreamed of her butchering men like cattle, in Rifthold and in Endovier, and knew just how unfeeling and brutal she could turn. He had quarreled with her earlier this summer about it—the checks on her power. The lack of them.

This is why Rowan is:

Rowan was a good male. Utterly unafraid of Aelin, her magic.

And that's why Chaol ended up with Yrene, who said:

So I may not be a warrior waving a sword about, may not be worthy of your glorious tales, but at least I save lives—not end them.”

Chaol was a warrior but only killed when necessary in order to protect just as Lucien is a warrior but only when necessary, just as Elain only stabbed the king to protect.

Even though he'll kill to defend, Lucien does not seek out revenge and is bothered by extreme violence as it's a reminder of what happened to Jesminda and his experience with Amarantha.

Is Elain's character more like Celeana's or Yrene's?

If Chaol, a character bothered by extreme violence, was best matched with Yrene (a healer) and not a match for an assassin, then I think it's pretty obvious that Elain (who is more like Yrene) is going to be better matched with someone like Lucien than a torturer.

#elucien #pro elucien #elain archeron #lucien vanserra #anti e/riel #pro lucien vanserra #acotar series #sarah j mass #character deep dive

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joe-spookyy · 25 days

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Dude tell me your thoughts about Daniel Cain + any headcannons??

hi what greatest ask i’ve ever received because all i ever have are thoughts about daniel cain. sorry this is gonna be an essay. um.

tldr - dan cain is a super fascinating character (especially when you read him as queer) and his high empathy makes it difficult for him to make the hard but necessary choices found often in the medical field, but easy for him to be manipulated by those he thinks can help him do the most Good. also he is not immune to herbert west. full post under cut and it’s pretty good you should read it.

ok first off he is literally JUST like me for real. but second. i really think he’s a fascinating character no matter how you read him. his empathy is Soooo high and it affects literally everything he does - sometimes for the worse cause he’s a doctor and honestly cannot afford to be getting this upset every time he loses a patient. but it’s part of him, which i think makes him a super interesting counterpart to herbert. he’s so distinctly Human and he cares so much about the people around him, and he’s a horrible doormat/people pleaser. this is, obviously, not at all like herbert. narrative foils oooooh. when i met bruce abbott he told me he thinks dan is a “spineless worm”, which may be technically true, but i think the way dan is so easily convinced to go along with herbert is because of this heavy empathy. he wants to do everything within his power to make things better, and what could really be better than conquering death? how much pain could he stop just with that?

because of that, i think it makes SO much sense that it was so easy for herbert to initially manipulate him into working together. plus i also think later on in the films his feelings for herbert get in the way of his judgement to. an incredible extent. herbert just has to ask and dan will immediately be at his every beck and call. hes like a dog. he wants out but he can’t stop coming back to herbert. i struggle to find any other way to explain why he’d still be living with herbert after the first movie - after all, herbert kind of did kill everything dan ever loved (girlfriend, cat, legitimate medical career). and i think these things affected him on a really deep level (which. yeah. obviously) but the way he acts in bride is so indicative of what that kind of trauma does to a person and it’s fascinating to me. he projects so hard on to gloria because of how guilty he felt for not being able to save meg. he shuts down in a lot of the more serious situations. sure, he did have his little going into shock moment in the first film, but it’s a reoccurring thing in bride. he doesn’t seem to have such a strong moral code anymore, but that empathy is still there - even though what he’s doing with herbert and their little bride project isn’t quite morally Right, all he really has left is herbert and he is dying for a way to get back to the normalcy that herbert has pulled away from him. and yet, he’s never able to really Leave. he can’t move out, he can’t stop helping herbert, he can’t really get meg back as much as he tries. but he’s too far down the rabbit hole to really care at this point. he just cares about getting what he loves back.

and sure. did he abandon herbert at the end of the first movie for meg? yeah. did he abandon herbert at the end of the second movie for francesca? also yes. did he rat herbert out to the authorities? yes (but that’s a character choice i simply cannot get behind he would not do that shit after everything he still does obviously love and care about herbert if he was gonna be a narc he would have done it after the first movie herbert didn’t even do all that much wrong in the second movie like come on he was just getting creative. whatever. anyways.) now, his choice to save meg in the first movie makes a lot of sense, in my opinion. he assumed herbert was dead (which. not a bad assumption tbh) and meg was his girl - it makes a lot more sense to save her than someone he hasn’t known for nearly as long. but when he chooses to escape with francesca and leave herbert behind, it’s a little bit jarring. he’s obviously gotten close with herbert. they still live together, they bicker like a married couple, and if we’re being honest he kind of follows herbert’s every command. again. like a dog. and plus! they just created life together in a quite homoerotic fashion!!! why in the world would dan fumble this?? well, i think i can explain it. herbert represents a lack of societal normalcy. think like doctor praetorius in the bride of frankenstein. herbert’s heavily queercoded, he actively defies god, he kills and he disrespects the dead and he’s terrible socially and he shoots up drugs (sorta) and he is all about medical malpractice. this is the opposite of what someone like dan SHOULD want. dan’s straight passing (or straight if you want to read him that way which i don’t recommend cause otherwise this analysis doesn’t make as much sense), kind and friendly, and wants a good, normal career in the medical field. and he loves his perfect girlfriend. meg (and later francesca) represent these “good” and “normal” things that dan wants and is expected to want. herbert, again, represents the opposite. so for dan to choose herbert and save him over either meg or francesca, he would be choosing to step away from the life he is “supposed” to live, the socially acceptable life. people are already suspicious of him and west as we see in the novelization of the first movie, and to save his visibly queer strange little “roommate” over the woman he’s supposed to love would have certain implications that would draw dan away from this life of normalcy that he wants so badly. but most importantly. herbert always comes back. he’s a part of dan that can’t be escaped.

well. that was a lot. headcanons. umm. i think you probably got a lot from the novel i just wrote but here’s more.

- i loveeee the dan starts smoking after meg dies hc

- i don’t believe he ratted on herbert. i think they’re still working together making freaky shit to this day. even as old men.

- i know i just said queer the whole time i was talking but he’s bisexual and you aren’t allowed to disagree with me. herbert’s gay though. emphasizes the differences between them - dan CAN choose that “normal” life but herbert can’t.

- i think he ends up needing glasses as he gets older. he wears em to read in the first movie and i think his vision declines.

- also he goes grey earlier than herbert imo cause of all the stress. herbert makes fun of him for this but herbert’s hairline is. ummmn. less powerful. so dan has ammo to fight back.

- i don’t think he’d ever be able to get a cat again after rufus. or really any pet. i don’t think he trusts himself not to damage everything he touches

- i think he’s a huge talking heads stan. you could argue this as canon because of the stop making sense poster above his bed, but i think he’s a super fan. and maybe i’m projecting. so what.

- no matter how many times herbert does it or offers it to him, he refuses to take any of the reagent.

uhh. yeah. sorry that this post is so long i hope it is sufficient to what you were looking for. thank you sincerely so much for asking this was the most fun i’ve ever had. bless up.

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lampadarietto · 6 months

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hi!!1! i hope u are feeling good today ^w^ just a disclaimer before the actual request, can u give (space) after symbols? like:

i eat dog food today!it isnt so good, ngl ❌

i eat dog food today! it isnt so good, ngl ✅

u dont need to keep up w doing that, but i ask at least in my request. i have some reading difficulty so the space between the letter and the symbol makes reading easier to me. thanks!!1!

anyway- i wanted to ask for a platonic tadc one. jax, caine, ragatha, gangle, zooble, pomni and kinger x teen reader (im not sure if u are used to making multiple in one post, but u can choose just one or somes if u are struggling :3), the reader have a personality similar to a eeve, if u know what i mean. shes kind and caring, a bit energetic and fun-loving, she protects the other characters and give them some weird things she finds around, she smiles a lot and i imagine one trait of her appearance, it being she having a cardboard box in her head that shows her facial expressions by emoticons, like ">w<" and ":0" (u dont need to add that, i just thought its a fun concept to write about). bUT in the other hand... shes not so sweet. she is chaotic and not much as jax but she loves to tease others (like playfully fighting or being playfully mean but never crossing a boundary by doing so), shes stubborn to do things she dosent want to do and shes lazy, she is bold w her feelings and she have a bit of a short temper to some topics (even tho she dosent physically hurt anyone, she does create a beef w them and is sure to show it, by dirty looks and being passive agressive)

anyway, i dont think i have further ideas. so have fun!!1! u can deny this request if u want. its totally ok ^_^

Omg sorry about the symbol thing!!!

Also this is probably my fav request so far because im a big sucker for platonic requests so thank you!

this took like 3-4 hours to write help

₊ ⊹JAX

✰If you like pranking people, you're surely going to ask Jax for help.

✰he's like the pranking master there, just ask and he'll help you!!

✰definitely bullies you at first, kinda depends on how you look and act. Also endlessly bullies you because you're really young. Would not care that you're a 'teen', you're still a little child in his eyes.

✰You're short? im sure you won't mind if Jax puts his arm on your head!

✰Tall?? like, taller than Jax?? Hes gonna kick you behind the knee so you're shorter! (be ALWAYS on guard because this guy kicks hard even when he doesn't mean it)

✰You're like, happy all the time?? He would try to make you sad (as a joke)

✰If you're small, he IS going to throw you at things and maybe people too in certain occasions.

✰If you're arguing with someone, he just roots for you on default. He doesn't even care what it is about or with who you're arguing with, he's gonna trip the person you're arguing with either way (unless it's caine, that dude floats)

✰If you have a cardboard box as your head, he's surely drawing on it or putting stickers on it. Everyone would do that, sure. But his stickers are either offensive or just ugly (will act as if you stabbed him with a fork if you remove them)

✰If you've got long hair (or hair that you can tie up) he'd go like "let me tie your hair, it looks ugly" and pull on it as hard as he can (ultimately making you fall)

✰teaches you comebacks so you don't look like a 'loser' while arguing with someone (please don't use his comebacks they are really bad)

✰might let you see where he puts his keys to various places (like rooms and stuff, yours included somehow) but dont tell anyone or he's going to kick you into the sun

✰Personally, i give rocks i think are pretty to the people i care about. I draw a face on them, and bam here's the gift. If you do that too, but maybe with other objects, Jax is probably going to hit you with it atleast once (not too hard though)

✰If you tend to give lots of gift he's probably going to need a little corner of his room called 'gifts from ___'

✰Some gloinks came into his room once and stole some of the gifts from that corner. Jax never told you (he forgot to..)

✰Steals your food at the dinner table while bullying Gangle because he has nothing better to do

✰If you're in time out for any reason (like swearing too much) he's going to get you out of the punishment (he always fails bruh)

✰The only reason why he fails is that he's bad at coming up with an excuse because it's to get YOU out of trouble. It's easy when he's trying to get himself out of trouble and comes naturally, but it just doesn't with other people.

✰overall really annoying if he actually enjoys spending time with you, would recommend unless you're really irritable

₊ ⊹ZOOBLE

✰Zooble is really chill, they may even become your 'gossip buddie' if you'd like.

✰The fact that you're younger than them makes it easier (for them, at least.) since you can learn alot from them!

✰Pulls up to your door, rings the doorbell and when you open she goes "i HAVE to tell you about-" and just enters your room while he speaks(unless you don't want to, of course)

✰if you have a cardboard box head, they surely wrote 'zooble' on your carboard box and some insults somewhere (mainly for Jax)

✰laughs ALOT when you tease or straight up pick on people (especially Jax)

✰If you see one of his parts not in the place it's supposed to be, please put it in it's respective place! If you've become friends with zooble, they will surely trust you with things like putting back a body part if she doesn't notice it's in the wrong place!!

✰If you swear a lot, they'll probably laugh until Caine puts you in timeout (that's when she knows she's next)

✰If you ask nicely, they will try to find some (digital) nail polish and let you paint their nails (or them painting your nails, they don't mind either way.)

✰Almost chopped some of your hair off once while trying to do a cute hair style (the crab hand thing is really sharp. They didnt mean it!!!!)

✰flips you off on daily basis for random reasons and roll their eyes in the sassiest way possible

✰If you give them gifts, they'll act as if it's horrible but store it in his room later (he's NEVER telling you that)

✰Is grateful when you (try to) protect them from gloinks. Everytime Zooble is around, some gloinks are already there to just steal her body parts! Help her, do something please!

✰Overall very chill, would recommend unless you get offended easily

₊ ⊹CAINE

✰oh boy!!

✰the circus is a place for children. Finally a child or someone close to one!!!!

✰He's very excited. Makes you and the others (Zooble doesn't usually come though) go have adventures! you even got to choose once!!!

✰Again, if you wear a carboard box head he will sign it like hes a celebrity and write a something next to his signing. (his handwriting is really elegant too!)

✰Once made you look after Bubble while he was dealing with... some things and the whole circus was almost set on fire (all thanks to jax trying to see if Bubbles were flammable)

✰If you swear too much, you'll have to go in timeout!!!! (Zooble goes in timeout often)

✰Stores every single one of your gifts even if Jax says they're ugly

✰𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘚 your energy and attitude!

✰Very happy to see you enjoy your time here with the others.

✰If you're a picky eater or dont like the (digital) food chef Bubble cooks, hes surely going to make Bubble cook something of your choice!!

✰If you entered the circus when you were 10 years old or less, you probably had a bedtime before turning 12. If you were up past your bedtime, you were usually put in timeout!

✰Finds it funny that you tease people.

✰Overall much of a father figure if you've entered the circus when you were really young. (like from 7-11 years old)

₊ ⊹POMNI

✰Pomni was NOT expecting to find a kid in the circus.

✰Why aren't you trying to find a way out? You're young, get out of here and live a happy life!!

✰Other than than, Pomni is very shy and awkward at first.

✰She's not.. sure on what to say. To you, to everyone.

✰She's still trying to find a way out so she won't talk to you or anyone at first.

✰After some time, you speak more and more to her until she gets comfortable with you.

✰She chuckles when you tease people, sometimes.

✰will draw on your cardboard box head if you have on and write her name on it.

✰She often talks to you about the exit door, about the real world.

✰"Don't you want to go back?" she literally bombards you with questions of all kind..

✰Try to be friendly with her, please! She's still trying to get used to the circus and it's weird individuals... (ahem.Jax.)

✰i just KNOW that Jax tripped Pomni atleast once. Please don't let that happend..

✰(tries to) Keeps your gifts somewhere in her room, often loses some..

✰Overall really nice when you get to know her. Stutters alot when shes nervous and is still shocked.

₊ ⊹RAGATHA

✰a kid?? here?? Oh my.

✰She WILL tell you about everything you should know.

✰"Oh, be careful or you might-" "This is where we usually-" "don't! Its dangerous!"

✰She tries her best.

✰Shes always there for you! She tries to get you involved in activities, adventures and everything!

✰Writes a happy phrase on your cardboard box (if you have one) so that you're happy, even when not feeling like your best.

✰loves your gifts! Is a little weirded out at first but loves them alot! She keeps them in her room like trophys.

✰Will make your hair look very cute if you let her touch it. She will put bows, ribbons, every cute thing that she think might fit you.

✰Loves to have someone as nice as her (for the most part) and is glad that she's not the only one with a 'cheerful' attitude at the circus.

✰You can protect her if you want but be careful for random sharp things! Ragatha will be mad(not at you) if you accidentally get hurt while you try to protect her..

✰Shes honestly like a mother figure or an older figure you can count on.

✰Overall the nicest person at the circus, would recommend

₊ ⊹KINGER

✰He jumpscared you once.

✰Apologized right after, of course!

✰Kinger is a rather.. paranoid person. He doesn't get out of his impenetrable fortress unless someone needs him, and gets starled easily.

✰At first, he wasn't sure on what to think about you.

✰When you decided to gift him a little handmade insect collection, he immediately thanks you and invites you into his fortress.

✰You two had fun, and he said you could come in his fortress at any time, but to just warn him beforehand.

✰Stores every gift you give him. Could be an insect collection, rocks or handmade stuff. He doesn't care. He collects them.

✰He still jumpscares you (accidentaly) most of the times. He doesn't mean it!

✰He's super convinced that 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞 would've 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 you.

✰He wishes she was still here, just to show you off.

✰Would get amused when you tease people!

✰Please dont let the gloinks just steal his fortress!!!!

✰Overall pretty chill aside from the sudden jumpscares and random screams, would recommend

₊ ⊹GANGLE

✰would warm up to you pretty quickly.

✰Please comfort her when shes crying or when Jax breaks her comedy mask!!! :(

✰Almost always has her comedy mask when she's with you. Shes just so happy!

✰If you try to help her fix her mask, shes going to be really grateful.

✰Stores every one of your gifts.she Thinks they're beautiful!

✰Please teach her some comebacks so that shes not completely hopeless against Jax :(

✰Shes mostly kind to you, but Gangle is also a shy soul.

✰She's like a bigger sister to you.

✰She tries her best to be as happy as she can around you.

✰Overall really nice (but shy), would totally recommend unless you dont like people crying alot

#the amazing digital circus #x reader #tadc zooble #tadc pomni #tadc jax #tadc #tadc kinger #tadc caine #tadc gangle #tadc ragatha

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arece · 11 months

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hii love!

could i request john x reader (platonic ofc) within the perfect storyline that you created?

ive always wondered what happened to aurelio when the reader thought he abandoned her while he was just trying to protect her. maybe they have met after john died and he apologized and maybe reader forgives him??? i just need to know he is not the bad guy 😭

thank youu

It'll All Work Out

♤ Summary: Reader gets closure she never knew she needed from Aurelio. The series

♤ a/n: You're right my dear anon, he was never the bad guy. Reader was just a baby who needed someone to blame at the time. This one's really short but it has a bittersweet tone that I love and I hope you enjoy it too!

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You ended up staying in Berlin for three months, learning all that you could from those in the Ruska Roma about John’s childhood. You decided that it was time to go back when you realized the first year death anniversary was fast approaching.

Though you could use the comfort of your new family, you’d never forgive yourself if you weren’t with him on the day. You wanted to do something special for him, some part of you hoping he sees your gift from wherever he is.

You took Dog’s leash off, letting her rub against his headstone as you reached for the packet in your pocket. You sprinkled the wildflower seeds around his and Helen’s graves, giving them something that would come back each year, never leaving them.

You were moving the knife he gifted you back into place when you heard steps behind you, quick to turn you held it threateningly before becoming shocked at the person you never expected to see in front of you.

“Aurelio?” You faltered before dropping the knife completely. The man gave an awkward, unsure smile, “look at you, not so little anymore.” You stood from the ground, calming Dog with a pet as she watched him anxiously.

“That’s what seven years does.” He winced at your blunt tone and you felt bad, not intending for him to feel guilty. By now you’ve grown to realize why he had sent you away. “Look I-”

“It’s okay, Aurelio. I don’t blame you, you saved my life by bringing him to me.” It seemed he’d been carrying the guilt for a while by the way he slightly got choked up. He cleared his throat, stepping beside you to look at his grave.

“Loving father, huh?” For once the tears that stung at your eyes weren’t from a place of pain, rather one of remembrance, something you thought you had surely lost three months prior. “He was the best one I could’ve ever asked for,” you turned towards him, “I was too lost before to thank you.”

“I’m glad you’re okay.” The sarcastic snort you let out had him raising an eyebrow, “I was a mess.” You explained to him your journey with grief for the past year, struggling to move on and almost falling back into the underworld, your panic with forgetting, your arguments with Caine and Winston.

“Why do you have to find someone to blame?” It startled you slightly, how easily he revealed to you another direction your grief was driving you to. If it wasn’t yourself, it was Winston or Caine. Why did you need someone to put at fault?

“I don’t want to be angry at him.” Aurelio sighed, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, still seeing you as that feisty fourteen year old who had a talent for stealing. “You’re too hard on yourself.”

For the first time you allowed yourself to seek comfort from somebody that wasn’t John, from the man who had also chosen to let you go to protect you, a recurring theme it seems. “You seem different. Like him.” The passive comment brought a smile to your face, reminding you how Katia told you he lived on through you. You were glad that someone saw it too.

“Do you have any regrets?” He asked. You thought back to all the pain, loneliness, confusion, grief. But you also thought back to when you were loved. That made it all worth it ten times over, “I wouldn’t change a thing.”

You called Dog over to put her back on her leash, inviting Aurelio out for a memorial lunch for John. He agreed, stepping back to allow you room for your goodbyes. You leaned forward, softly kissing his grave, “I’m doing better now.”

With a parting touch you left feeling more fulfilled after gaining closure, healing a wound that had added to your suffering, one that now left a scar, a memory.

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the-s1lly-corner · 5 months

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Hear me out on this please

TADC crew x itward like reader

If you want to ignore this request you can I totally understand lol

TADC cast x itward type! Reader

Imma be so real with you anon originally I was gonna save this request for later since I have ZERO ideas (funny since fran bow as a game has had a choke hold on me since it released) but then I realized I can be evil and introduce people to the game

Anyways guys go play fran bow! Or better yet theres a full fandub, as well as several lets plays on YouTube!! I also recommend little misfortune as it's made by the same creators and takes place in the same universe!

Kind of wrote this as their general thoughts and dynamic with you since I struggled a lot with thinking of romantic stuff with them, especially with characters that I dont think would like. Be interested in characters like itward

CAINE:

You guys. Can talk up a storm, I think. Literally it's just you two "interrogating" one another and learning more about each other. As scared as you are of the current situation at hand, you can't help but be intrigued by everything, including the self proclaimed ring master!

Curiosity is damned, damn you curiosity/ref

Your curiosity ends up with you learning as nearly as much caine is willing to let on about the digital world...

Thinks

Two well dressed fellows, as well.. bonus if you have a red suit like itward so you kinda match with Caine

Caine loves watching you build your little machines, too, usually hovers over your shoulder

POMNI:

Sure you might not be able to fly away in a flying ship and return to the real world, but who's to say you cant make your own exit..? Possibly manipulate the code or something...! Sure you're main thing is machinery and technology, but theres usually some level of coding in there... so you and pomni team up to try to come up with a plan... honestly you probably lightly scold her when you find out she tried to leave, knowing ragatha needed help. On one hand you cant bring yourself to fully blame her, but on the other you would rather try to escape with everyone, you know? Pomni is sometimes put off by your odd nature, though... not enough to push her away from working with you though!!

RAGATHA:

You guys bond over your shared interested in sewing! You both make plushes! For you it's more so for gift giving, and for ragatha she does it to pass time! I like to think you guys both have nights where you just hang out, either in her room or yours, and just. Chat and sew! Probably finds your weirdness a little endearing in it's own way; afterall never once were you malicious, in fact you're quite kind to everyone around you and are more than willing to offer second chances even to those who dont deserve it. You and ragatha would be really good friends, I think!

JAX:

Finds your weirdness a little annoying and he probably asks you a ton of stupid questions on purpose. Probably asks a stream of dumb ones before asking one he knows will peak your interest, but insist he needs to go do something when you start answering. That aside he has probably asked if you could build him a funky little gadget (that he totally wont use for mischief).. probably tries to get all buddybuddy with you because he knows you wont give it to him for the...actual reason he wants

You personally dont hate him, but theres no real solid friendship there I think

KINGER:

Ah, the two strange father figures! Both with funky interests; kingers is bugs and yours is forks! ....okay well it's hard to combine those two interest so I guess we can use a different one, mechanics! You've definitely made kinger wind up robotic bugs before, and the fact it made him happy makes you happy! You guys both have a habit of spacing out, though on different levels and for different reasons...you both mutually keep an eye on one another, though!

You've probably dreamed of building a flying machine and escaping this place at least once, leaving with kinger. Too bad the reality isnt going to be that simple.. besides you'd bring everyone with you anyways

ZOOBLE:

honestly they get annoyed how sometimes you dont give direct answers and be vague when you're asked for a solution. It's not that you're trying to be malicious or incompetent, youre just trying to push for everyone to get creative and explore the world around them themselves, you know? Finds it a little off how you sometimes zone out, as if youre thinking about a dozen things at once... but nonetheless, zooble cant bring themselves to hate you. In fact you have this weird comforting aura around you.

GANGLE:

Youre so so nice with her and always trying to build her up. And honestly I think that's so sweet. Hugs. Give hugs! Side note I bet itward gives the most comforting hugs so by extension the reader gives the most comforting hugs!! You're always there to stand up for her, too, when people *cough cough jax* are mean to her. You probably also try to helo her make a new mask... not like "oh you help her fix her masks" no I mean like you try to make her a mask that's made of a stronger material so it's harder to break

Honestly I cant see a romantic relationship between a reader like this and gangle, I personally see it more as close friends or even found family

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #pomni x reader #ragatha x reader #jax x reader #kinger x reader #zooble x reader #gangle x reader

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gritsandbrits · 2 months

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@g0blinwitch asked for context so you all get KANÉ LORE

IN THE BEGINNING Cain got cursed right i believe he was struck with immortality. He did have children and descendants called the Caanites and while they were advanced for the era they also weren't... Very good people.

So THOUSANDS OF YEARS LATER cain has outlived most of his family, and has busied himself by travelling the world. He attends a shindig at a little quaint town called Woodstock, and meets a young mixed Black woman named Cassidy Smith.

They hung out a few months, until cain left again.

Cassidy found out later she was pregnant and tried to look for him. No matter who she asked know one knew him. Any files or info she managed to get ended up being a dead end. Cassidy later gave birth to a child, Flora. They moved to florida to be close to some relatives

Cassidy did her best to support themselves, working odd jobs and getting a gig as a secretary. Flora grew up to be a resourceful and smart woman, getting good marks and teaching her kids the value of nature. But her love life was a different story.

Flora always had this naive idea of love and often dated guys who were crappy. One of these men became of father of her kids, Evangeline and Avaline.

Father left when Evangeline was 5 and Avaline was 2. By that point Flora was burned out and decided to move back to her mom's house. She got a job at a supermarket, working the floral department.

When the girls were preteens, Flora died of cancer. Cassidy worked long hours to help pay off debt and crematory expenses (a standard funeral was beyond their pay). It was also when Evan started to sorta act out struggling with her loss. She often skipped class to go skating and parkour with her friends.

By the time evan was in her teens she was a delinquent and drop out. One night after a nasty argument with Cassidy, Evan stormed off and was walking around when she was found by a woman named Richina. Richina took her to see her boss friendly man named Balthazar Webb. Balthazar said he was looking for some performers for his play and was scouting out potential recruits. He says he saw Evangeline out doing parkour with her friends and impressed by her talent. He wanted to see if she could join.

Evangeline leaped at the chance. Not only would that get her away from her ramshackle neighbourhood but also means getting money ti help support her sister.

Wait her sister! Wouldn't she miss her?

Balthazar promised Evangeline will see her sister again, and that she will be taken care of. With that Evangeline took him on his offer.

What she didn't know is Balthazar's circus wasn't his only venture.

The circus travelled the eastern seaboard, often staying at one place for months at a time. Evangeline used her middle name "Akane" as her stage name "Kané." She was also given two swords that she discovered was imbued with a mystical green energy.

Balthazar often sent his top performers on missions to steal from the wealthiest patrons. Sometimes he even had Evangeline go, using her skill in parkour to scope out targets and break in. Evangeline didn't mind it actually, the rich pigs could deal with a loss of a few hundred dollars and a diamond necklace. As long as they don't target the poor or kill anyone it was fine!

All the while poor Cassidy wonders about her missing grandchild. And the envelopes of cash that keeps appearing on her doorstep.

Balthazar also told Kané that her birthmark was the mark kf Cain, making her a direct relative if the First Murderer himself. At first Kané thought it was horrible, only for Balthazar to say this means she cannot die. Not by normal means that is. Kané asks how come her mom didn't get the mark & Balthazar says the mark tends to skip generations. He says he has done a lot of research about biblical theology and demonology, and thinks Kané is very special.

Kané also discovers that most people in her family aren't accepted into heaven and hell because it's a part of Cain's punishment. Believing this to be unfair and seeing the same fate befallen her mother, Kané vows to get rid of both systems. Or die trying.

Eventually the circus arrived in Chicago. Kané and one of the senior Performers is tasked with giving money to the same organization I.M.P., with the intent of double crossing them. However the agents caught on to the trick. A fight ensues and in the fray" the cops are called.

In the chaos shots ring out and a bullet grazes Kané. She's fine but admits she'll definitely feel that in the morning.

At that point me and Lucifer are in the tentative early stages of dating™, but I'm needed in the mortal realm because someone stole a precious heirloom from a friend who also lived in the windy city. While investigating, I come across a poster announcing the arrival of Balthazar's circus. Out of curiosity I go to the fairgrounds and see Kané in the middle of practice.

She's okay but I notice her left arm is bandaged. She says it's from a misstep and gives me a couple of free tickets to see the real performance later. Lucifer pops up in a mini form and tells me he got some weird vibes from this circus but I tell that applies to every circus including his own. He pouts and that night, attends the show with me disguised as a hooman named Luca.

At the same time Lilith is on the beach in Heaven when Lute tells her about Cain's surviving relatives. Lilith asks for any pictures and is given on of Flora, Evangeline and Avaline. some similarities between her an Eve. Lilith thinks Evangeline looks so similar to Eve that she could be a Direct descendant or even her reincarnation. She learns about Balthazar's circus and in a rare moment, Lilith panics because she knows who Balthazar is and that he is up to no good.

In the meanwhile Seth (Cain and Abel's brother) is sent to watch over Avaline and Cassidy, because he believes they are innocent and doesn't deserve to be punished for Cain's sins. Abel stays in heaven unsure if he could forgive the man who took his life and shown no real remorse for it.

On the Hotel side, Charlie has grown successful and is ramping up her political prowess when she meets a familiar stranger.......ADAM??

Turns out Adam was reborn as a sinner, because he was killed by nifty and as a punishment for being an affront to feminism. Adam HATES IT. He makes sure to let everyone else know it by being as loud and rude as possible, also he makes sockpuppet accounts badmouthing the hotel.

Somehow Lili gets into contact and tells him about the Smiths, Adam is like "so the little brat spawned more hellions".

Through a convoluted plan Evangeline is dragged to hell and forced to stay at the hotel. That's where she meets Adam. The former angel goes "ah hell NAW not this shit again!!" And the family reunion quickly devolves into a curse fest. Charlie calms them down, I explain that Evangeline is safer at the hotel. Me and Lulu go back to try to stop Balthazar. Charlie starts to see it as a way to help Adam learn to care about someone else, and help Kané learn to handle her anger is a healthy way.

So begins HAZBIN SEASON 2 NOW AVAILABLE NOWHERE BECAUSE IT DOESN'T EXIST!

#yes i combined Oc lore with selfship; hanna montana said its the best of both worlds #ALSO i like broken families repair themselves and each other while accepting new ppl #hazbin oc #hazbin sona #hazbin selfship #hazbin spoilers #oc lore #selfship #tw hazbin hotel

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