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ohdeerfully · 2 months

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Headcanons! Alastor with a plush demon reader :3 like readers sinner form is a plush! Because I love height differences and it sounds real cute

-🃏🐱

hi 🃏🐱!! i wrote this more platonically, so it could be read either way, but i might write a more romantic flavored one too :3! sorry its rather short, i hope you enjoy it anyway!

edit: after rereading the request i realized u asked for headcanons but i wrote a whole oneshot im </3 *knocks on my head and it sounds hollow*

Alastor x Plushie!Reader

PLATONIC fluff TW: none! readers kind of a weirdo by accident

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It was no surprise that you became popular in hell very quickly after manifesting. You were often stopped in the streets by people wanting to squish your soft skin, and some people wanting selfies.

I mean, who wouldn’t fall in love with a living stuffed animal? You were very likely the first of the kind.

There was one demon, however, that seemed immune to the charm. No matter how many times you stood on his lap, your giant squishy paws pressed onto his chest, looking at him with your shiny button eyes… he just would not yield. And it frustrated you to no end.

So, you had made it your life—or, death—goal to get him to squish your plushy skin. Even if you had to force him to.

It started with you merely sitting next to him at every opportunity, swinging your legs against the cushion of the couch. Your legs barely reached over the edge; you were quite short. Sitting next to Alastor felt like sitting next to a skyscraper.

You would lay down, sit up again, roll onto your back, over and over again, trying to get his attention on you. He wouldn’t ignore you, per say, as he would respond to your conversations politely, albeit a bit condescending in his typical manner; but, his hands never left the comfort of being folded neatly in his lap.

It got to the point where you were practically laying yourself on top of him, getting desperate now. But, every time, he would simply grab you under the arms and easily set you a foot or so away from him. He would give you a quick pat on the head, but you wanted more than that. Every pat on the head felt like a cruel reminder that he wanted nothing to do with you.

Your frustration has even caused you to get upset with Niffty a few times. While on one hand it was awesome to know another demon that was of similar height, on the other hand it pissed you off at how easily she seemed to grab his attention. Though, she was also just overall more insane—it’d be hard for anybody to ignore her.

You had to admit, though, that the lack of his attention only made your intrigue in him grow exponentially. In a Hell where you were stopped on every corner of the road, in every store, Alastor stood out to you. How come, of all the demons out there, even some of the cruelest in the Pride Ring, the one demon you were actually interested in… could care less about you? Sure, the only reason you were interested in him was because of this very fact, but still! Why?

You had gotten fed up. Alastor was in the midst of, again, picking you up off of himself, when he paused holding you midair at the look of fury on your face. You saw his grin widen in a sinister manner, and his eyebrows quirk quizzically.

“What a huge expression for a face so little,” He laughed shortly. You hated the way his laughter crackled with radio static, and how it practically mocked you.

“You. Are such. A jerk!” You cried, swinging your legs in an attempt to kick his chest. You missed by a longshot, as he held you out as far as his arms could stretch. He only continued to watch you, amused.

“Just pet me!” You cried. You immediately halted after saying that, arms frozen mid-flail. You realized instantly how weird that was to say, especially to Alastor. And he knew, too, evident in the way his eyes narrowed at you and he rushed to place you down on the floor. You struggled to maintain eye contact when he stood back up, his height being the actual physical manifestation of impending doom. His hands brushed down the sides of his coat.

“I believe it makes sense for you to be a stuffed animal,” He said matter-of-factly. “Because of how utterly childish you are.”

You couldn’t help but stomp your foot at his statement; and his grin stretched at being proved right. But, like, come on! Yeah, what you said was kind of weird as fuck, but you weren’t in the wrong or anything! It’s only natural.

His gaze shifted up and ahead of himself, and your shoulders slumped in defeat. Another failed attempt.

That was, until you felt a clawed finger touch against your head and briefly scratch at your velvety skin, right behind your ear. You looked up, shocked, towards Alastor’s unreadable expression. The touch was very brief, and he stood and walked away without another word, leaving you standing there awestruck.

You shook yourself and bounced after him, trying to call his attention again but he ignored you. You opted to just follow him around for a bit, at least until he made it obvious you should leave him alone. He had his hands folded behind his back, a tune humming in his mouth as he walked down the halls. Alastor would never admit it to you, but he did find you rather cute, in a similarly chaotic way to Niffty. You weren’t quite as unhinged, but you had an entertaining amount of spunk and confidence, which he found sort of funny—so much personality squished into one tiny body. You sort of reminded him of a stuffed animal he had when he was a boy.

#ohdeerfully #🃏🐱#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #alastor x reader #platonic #fluff

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garoujo · 1 year

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✩ ˛˚ . ITOSHI SAE + SHIDOU RYUSEI ; — it’s obvious that shidou wants you but sae’s never been one to share.. until recently.

warnings: f!reader, stepcest, all characters written 22+, pussy + ass eating [at the same time], 3some. note: this drove me insane i’m sorry i’ve been crazy all day since writing. [repost since it got taken out of tags + i was private for a bit]

you always thought your step brother’s sae’s ‘friend’ shidou was a little.. strange, he’d never done anything in particular that made you uncomfy but he was so shameless when it came to his attraction towards you.

sharp eyes locked on your figure from across the room, shamelessly creeping around the swell of your ass or the bounce of your thighs and chest with every step you took. but the tight grit of your brothers jaw made you wonder why he even brought him around at all with how seeming irritated he always seemed to make him.

sae was protective of you, as most big brothers would be but he always seemed a little more territorial whenever shidou seemed to always follow you into every room. always too close or too flirty — behaviour sae had always brought up as soon as he left with a “do you really think he’d make you feel as good as i do, sweetheart?” normally mumbled into the crook of your neck or the where his lips would press against your ankle as your legs rest his chest.

so you don’t know what’s changed by the next time you’re met with them both in the living room, both men’s eyes are on you and it’s hard to miss the sort of glow that blooms as you approach. you suddenly feel too warm under your clothes and the small shorts you’d opted to wear suddenly feel too short with the thick atmosphere that seems to blanket the three of you as you draw closer.

another careful step and you almost jump when you feel shidou’s hand loop around your thighs, squeezing teasingly as he pulls you into him. “oh? all of this for me? you must’ve known i was coming~” he sings and you swallow rough when your eyes lock with your brother sae’s on the other couch.

he’d never let him get this far before, normally he’d have been called off by now — like a dog returning to its owner after being let off its leash. but now— you can feel every press of shidou’s fingers against your skin as they creep closer to the hem of your shorts.

“not yet. hands off you demon.” sae grits eventually, his voice lower than usual as his cheek rests against his fist — head tilting as he notices the laboured rise and fall of your chest. another too close press of his friends fingers along the inside of your thigh, deliberately grazing it along the base of your shorts before it retreats entirely and you feel like you can’t even speak.

“hehehe, alright~” shidou drawls, cheeky smirk in place before he’s resting back against the couch — thighs spread and arms resting along the back like he hasn’t just rendered you into a mess with a single touch. but just as quickly as your attention leaves your brother, for a second, it’s drawn back with the next quick tap of his palm against his lap.

it was unlike sae to be so openly affectionate with you in company, fucking his step sister was a headline he’d hoped to avoid after all, but you’d also never been one to ignore his commands — not when he treated you so well.

so you’re quick to listen, your hips taking a noticeably sinful sway as you approach him and you’re not ignorant to the way you can feel shidou’s sharp gaze drinking you up from behind, giggling as he watches the way you slink your way into your own brothers lap. oh you’re such a twisted little thing— he fucking loves it.

“sae-nii.” you drawl as your hands rest around his shoulders— pressing your chest closer to his as your thighs squeeze around his hips.

“hm?” sae returns as his gaze falls along your features, his palms rest carefully against your hips — teetering carefully along the swell of your ass but he lets the silence hang in the space where you both take a breath before he speaks. he knows you can sense the change, the tension.

“shidou thinks he can treat you better, but we both know that’s not true, don’t we?” it’s blunt and straight to the point, accompanied by the press of his palms as he takes a handful of your ass that has you melting into him. it’s deliberate and calculated, like he’s staking a claim — you’re his sister after all, like he’s proving he can play you like a violin.

“i just accepted his challenge.” sae’s voice is like honey as he palms at your body — gaze locked on yours like he’s giving you a moment to submit or deny. if it wasn’t for the drawled, dreamy giggle that sounds from over your shoulder you’d have forgotten about shidou entirely with the way the man below you has you drunk on him already, nodding softly as your hips press tighter against his.

“oh, i’ll have you fallin’ in love~” it’s cocky, irritatingly so when you almost see it pop a vein on your big brothers temple as his teammate approaches from behind you, letting himself loom over your figure as he presses himself against your back — completely ignoring the fact you’re already in another man’s lap.

“fat chance. she’s still my sister.” sae grits but he doesn’t call off shidou, he can feel the way being pressed between the both of them is making you warmer — needier as you grind yourself deeper into your brothers lap. instead, he lets one of his hands smooth up to hook around your chin, keeping your clouded gaze on his just as the man behind you’s palms reach around to squeeze and grab at your breasts.

“and we both know id rather die than let him have you all to himself.”

your brother was right, he wasn’t about to let shidou have all of the fun — which is why you already feel like putty, twisting and breaking at the seams of your sanity as your fingers twitch into the fabric of the couch. it all seemed to happen so fast, going from pressed between two men to being bent over your own couch with one between your thighs and the others chest pressed against your back.

“oh shit, that’s the stuff.” shidou grunts from where he’s resting on the floor — head pressed back against the edge of the couch as you grind yourself down onto the warm press of his tongue and mouth as you sit on his face. “knew this pussy would be sweet~” everything about how he eats you out is messy and you’re oh so fucking addictive, pressing yourself back deeper into the hug of your brothers chest as his friend takes a long taste of your cunt.

it’s fucking filthy, the way you can feel sae’s cock press against the swell of your ass as he takes control of your hips — easing your movements along the man below you’s mouth as he pumps his own cock, already throbbing at the taste of you on his tongue.

“f-feels s’ good, sae-nii.” you babble as you rock yourself into every eager swipe of shidou’s tongue, trembling when you feel the muscle push it’s way into the squeeze of your walls, slurping and smacking at the slick every press seems to push out of you. his cheeks and chin must be soaked with a mixture of you and his own spit, but it only seems to urge him to go further, wrapping his free arm around your hips as his lips trail higher — closing around your clit as he suckles languidly with the next rough stroke of his own palm along his cock.

it’s fucking shameless the way the striker is moaning against you, low and ragged as he grins against your slick folds — sharp eyes watching the way your lips part to moan as your own brother toys and squeezes at your tits. “fuck sake, you’re gonna make me fuckin’ cum.” shidou giggles and sae shoots him a lidded look from over your shoulder before he clicks his tongue, taking a particularly rough handful of your breasts before he sighs.

“don’t blow your load just yet..” your brother breathes against your shoulder before his lips are resting against your neck, his large palms smoothing down your waist gently before they’re suddenly wrapping in shidou’s hair to push him even deeper into you. but it only seems to make the striker feel even better as he moans loudly, messily heading the command with the pleasurable sting in his scalp as his nose knocks against your clit, feeling your warm walls flex around his thick tongue when he dips it past your fluttering hole.

“because you’ve not reached your limit yet, have you, sweetheart?” the way your brother addresses you is sweet, a sharp contrast to the way you know he’s about to break you as he kisses his way along the backs of your shoulders — easing his lips down your spine as he finally lets go off his friends hair in favour of falling to his knees behind you.

“sae-nii.. i cant, can’t take anymore—feels too good, ah!” you’re like fucking putty already as your thighs tremble but you still push back into the spread of sae’s palms as he spreads your cheeks. the movements followed by a particularly soft kiss against the puckered hole that lies beneath — basically begging him for some attention.

“you can take it. unless you want me to leave you with that demon?” his words are sharp despite the way he leans into you anyway, letting his tongue swipe and roll along the tight ring of your ass as your back arches. you feel so overwhelmed with pleasure, having two men working at both of your holes makes you feel on the brink of breaking completely but you can’t stop, grinding back into each wet smack of their tongues as they groan against you.

“n-no! don’t leave, need you.” it’s so fucked up but it’s so good, one of your hands reaching down to tangle into shidou’s hair as the other reaches back to tangle in sae’s — every smack of their lips is wet and it’s dangerous the way you already feel so close. the striker below you giggles as he bites teasingly at your clit, making you twitch just as your brother pushes his tongue past the first right ring of muscle that makes you cry out for him.

“oh shit, that’s the stuff.. didn’t know you were so filthy, itoshi sae.” shidou’s panting like a fucking animal as he pumps at his cock, he could do this all day — having too much fun underneath you while his teammate works at the parts of you he can’t quite reach right now.

“and what about it?” there’s a crack in sae’s usual collected tone of voice, one that’s driven for the need to taste more of you — to prove that he’s the only one that knows how to work his sisters body. you were born for him and he’ll prove it as he pushes himself deeper, driven by the want to have you crying out your brothers name as you cum.

“hehe, nothing~ you itoshi’s are fuuun.”

#݁ . ࿓ : sealed#cw stepcest #blue lock x you #blue lock x reader #blue lock smut #bllk x reader #bllk smut #bllk x you #sae x you #sae x reader #itoshi sae smut #sae smut #itoshi sae x reader #itoshi sae x you #shidou x reader #shidou smut #shidou x you #shidou ryuusei smut #shidou ryuusei x reader

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luceafarul-de-dimineata · 27 days

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U know me, we talked (am vorbit in privat) I have a very nice headcanon only bcz I want validation from demon men. How about the kings + whoever u want reacting to a MC who is sore and sensible after their waxing appointment. (I'm in so much pain rn)

If u don't want to do it is fine. U do what u want to do

You won't believe where I am... I'M AT MY WAXXING APPOINTMENT! This is fucking insane

Whb kings after MC got waxxed

Satan

Satan would be a bit of dick

He would pinch your skin playfully to try and rile you up

He likes seing you angry, but if it made you uncomfortable he'll stop

He would try to give you a message

Satan just wants you to feel good, there's no fun in you being in pain

If you don't like getting waxxed, he would tell you to stop waxxing

With or without body hair you are still his lover

Mammon

He would order you get the best skin treatment to try an soother your pain

He would bring Buer over to give you the most muscle calming message ever

And Mammon himself would take care of messaging your butt

If you don't fall asleep from the message, Mammon would take you anywhere you want

If you want to cuddle and watch a movie, he takes you to his cinema room and drowns you in blankets

If you want to get spoilled, he takes you out shopping for anything you may want

You could ask him for the moon and the stars and he'll bring them to you

Anything for his master

Leviathan

He also waxxes so he knows the struggle

Would put both your appointments one after the other

He'll scold you for not taking care of your skin properly while applying some cream on your skin

You know that you're special to him when he asks you to rub the cream on his skin as well

It grows into being one of you're favourite activities with eachother.

Beelzebub

He'll throw a funeral for your body hair

Probably asks you to give it to him so he can use it in his cooking

His first insting when you tell him you're sore is to try and have sex

If you don't want that, then he'll just distract you with some bizarre meal that's surprisingly delicious

He doesn't really know how to deal with pain since he just runs away from his, but he'll try to be a good boyfriend

Would call Leviathan while you're eating and asks him to give him a quick rundown of what to do

Lucifer

Depending on how much you complain about the soreness he would either give you a message fit for a king/queen, or he'll just give you a small dose of painkillers

He would listen to any and all of your complaints about the waxxing

The next time you do it he makes you do it in Paradise Lost

He waxxes you gently and pets your head whenever you wince in pain.

If you start tearing up during the wax, you'll see a small smile on his face and he might remind you about it later during the night

But he is the gentlest waxer ever, 10/10 would recommend

#what in hell is bad #whb x reader #whb satan #whb mammon #whb leviathan #whb #whb beelzebub #whb lucifer

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bubbles-for-all-of-us · 3 months

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@chessebookgirl hope you will enjoy this🤍

Look good in anything

You two had been dating for quite a while now but still knowing that you had managed to charm Night Court’s spymaster of all people, hit you at times. It wasn’t Azriel’s intentions you questioned. He wasn’t a man to mess around. You doubted there was one bad bone inside him. It was the fact that he had chosen you out of the sea of females that flooded Velaris.

And if that wasn’t enough you also weren’t like all the other females. Mother, nothing made you feel more than a plaything than a tight dress. Not to mention that the low cuts and tight corsets had their breasts nearly spilling over. And what for? A man? So that someone could look you all over? No, thank you. And since you were the town’s assassin, you doubted that people would appreciate you climbing away with a dress on. Don’t even imagine it, you creep.

You let out a huff, dropping your book over your face as you prepare to stew in your thoughts. “Is there someone I should hunt down for you?”, your boyfriend’s low voice makes the corner of your lips turn upward as you turn to face him. Looking way too handsome in your doorframe. “Do you hunt inner demons too?”, you chirp but Azriel’s eyes don’t sparkle. Quite the opposite. He frowns a little.

“It’s nothing important”, you quickly reassure him. The last thing you want is for him to get worried. Cause a worried Azriel is the most insane form of mother hen. “I just…”, you mutter, trying to pick through your words. Azriel quickly shrugs off his shoes and a knife belt before crossing the distance between you two. “What do you think of my style?”, you mutter quietly.

“You’re asking a man who has seven black button-up shirts and leather pants”, Azriel snorts making you roll your eyes, “You have more clothes than that”, you point to the grey hoodie careless throne over the chair. “Oh, my apologies. Didn’t we count in worn lounging attire”, he smirks, fingers brushing over your jaw as he cups your face, leaning in to kiss you softly, “Hi”, he mutters after pulling away. “Hey”, you breathe out, “But seriously does it like… make you see me as less attractive”.

Azriel blinks a couple of times, “I don’t think that I’m following your train of thoughts”. You let out a frustrated sigh, “I don’t wear skirts or dresses, do I?”, you point out, “I live in pants, your baggy shirts, tunics”, you point finger after finger as you speak, “Maybe a corset over your black button up but that’s if I’m really in the mood to flatter people”. Azriel simply nods, “And?”, he mutters after a moment of silence. You fully gape at him, “Doesn’t it annoy you? Don’t you want me to look like all the females in your family? Wouldn’t you prefer if I was wearing a dress?”, your hands grip his shoulder but you don’t as much as move him as you attempt to shake him. “Well, for starters I prefer you naked”, he shrugs. “Azriel”, you hit his chest playfully. “I wasn’t finished, baby”, he catches your wrist pulling it to his lips for a quick kiss, “and two… I don’t care what you were, plus I always preferred my females in leather and boots. I landed myself a true power queen, ain’t got nothing to complain about”. You looked right into his eyes. Trying desperately to find an ounce of lies but his eyes were genuine. “Do you actually?”, your voice is barely a whisper. “Baby, you’re walking around town with my clothes. My clothes. It does primal shit to me”, Azriel whistled throwing his head back, making you giggle, “Plus, you look good in anything. The only important thing is that you are comfortable and happy with your own choices”, his palms find your face as he pulls you closer to him. “Okay”, you huffed, wrapping your arms around his torso, We should talk about that primal thing though”, you smirked, feeling Azriel’s chest rumble with laughter.

#azriel acotar x reader #azriel acotar imagine #azriel x you #azriel x oc #azriel x reader #azriel imagine #azriel #azriel spymaster #azriel shadowsinger #azriel acotar #acotar x reader #acotar imagine

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rosemarycovet · 8 months

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In my room- billy loomis x reader

(billys pov)

“are you gonna let me in?

“hello?helllooo?”I heard tapping from my window knowing exactly who it was

I was trying not the drift off in class as stu rambled about some nonsense when 2:45 the bell went off

thank god I thought to my self I got up and quickly left the class room speed walking through the halls with my head held low

I didn’t bother acknowledging anyone

many people think i’m odd just because I keep to my self I only talk to stu and our ‘friend group’

which are other people I don’t consider worthy of my time

but I mostly walk alone

avoiding girls that gush over me and the pathetic boys at school trying to start small talk with me

as I walk out the school building I avoid the sunlight with my chalky tone

some may say i’m a gaslighter and manipulative which they aren’t wrong

with my ‘piercing eyes’

I get home I don’t say anything

like there’s anyone to greet ain’t no one there

my mother had abandoned me

and my father is barely ever home,I don’t care.I walk in and right up stairs to my room

I go straight to bed take a quick nap and just wait patiently until dark because that’s when the real show starts

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‘Tap tap tap’

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I hear from my window I smirk knowing exactly who it is

I see her

(y/n).my baby is what I like to call her

she’s as beautiful as ever as she gives me a sweet soft smile

she’s young and pretty

she comes to my room and we talk at night

she’s demonic and bloody in my eyes

but she holds me tight every night i’m in my bedroom with her i’m never alone

and I kiss her cold lips until morning comes then she’s gone and i’m off

but she only exists in the dark of my room

as me and my ‘friends’ are sitting at the fountain for lunch I sit next to stu as randy sits in the middle of stu and tatum and Sidney is next to tatum

god how much I hate Sidney she’s the reason my mom left me

yet she doesn’t even know

I kept catching her staring at me yet pretended as if I didn’t notice

I know she likes me it’s obvious

but my feelings are the opposite for her

I wish she would die

I wish I could kill her right now

I have planned to kill her with the rest of the group but making stu my partner

there’s so much of sidney I can’t stand same with the rest of them as they talk about meaningless stuff

and all I can think about is my love

I’d do anything for her

as me and her laid in my bed I do adore her as I said before I’d do anything for her and it’s always in my room that we’re the closes

I try to smile but i’m always frontin

but I do love her and at least that’s something.She doesn’t talk much but when she does it gets cold

usually we just lay there and we hold eachother

we’re lovers we don’t need others

certainly i’m all she needed and she is everything I need I don’t need anyone else but her

one night one of my mother’s cat that she also had abandoned had jumped up on the covers

and it scared my baby,cause she don’t like pets.

she had scrambled out of the room

It had made my blood boil that the cat had frighten my baby so I twisted it’s fucking head of its neck

“look baby it’s bloody it’s gone it’s doomed” I had cried out to her

“please come back to the room..don’t ignore me” I begged her

this was more than a sick love story

If she was ever to leave me or was left with out her I’d bring a gun shot to school

and I will for any reason if she wants me to

I hate it that she has to leave when the light comes on and if I had it my way the fucking sun would be gone

sometimes when we’re kissing I start shaking when she slips me that tongue it taste like bacon

she looks sad

uh-oh something wrong.my baby’s upset

“baby what’s wrong?” I asked her as I tuck a strain of her hair behind her ear

“billy one of the neighbors kid had spotted me sneaking in and now I can’t come back cause they know our secret”

unless I can make them keep it if I do she’ll still be able to come

the next day i’m in their backyard as I slipped my ghost face costume on with a shotgun and knife

cut the screen,I went and found the kid

blew a blow of spaghetti to the side of it’s head Then their daddy was next he ran down the hall as I chased after him he was quick to fall as I shredded his throat.

I gripped the knife and started stabbing the shit out of his wife

after Is was done with them I went back home a bloody mess still in my ghostface costume with a job well done

as I washed up in the sink and but the bloody costume in the washing machine waiting for baby to come

like I said I do anything for her

I waited and and hated for 3-4 hours to hear her tapping

then finally she arrived as always she had a soft smile on her face as I held a smirk

“baby I got rid of them you don’t have to worry”

she stared at me a bit surprised

“you got rid of them?..for me?”

“of course baby I’d do anything for you”

she smiled and ran up to me as I picked her up and took her in my room

#billy loomis x reader #billy loomis x you #billy loomis #ghostface #ghostface x you #in my room #insane clown posse #billy loomis x female reader #SoundCloud #billy loomis x y/n #billy loomis fanfiction #ghost face x reader

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beemers-hell · 2 months

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i desperately wanna apologize to you but you would call bullshit and paint me like something evil bitch when in reality, i want the cycle of abuse to end and to ease my mind. i just wanna redeem myself before ending it all.

- you already know who

to everyone else sorry about this, but I've had enough, anyway i was just gonna delete this, just like i deleted the TWO suicide notes you sent me in my ask box a lil bit ago, but a number of my friends DM'd me about what you've been posting on your blog so I can only assume this all came from Nene, also known as @/shugurrsn0w , and for anyone who doesnt know Nene is, well this callout thread will get you acclimated with her REAL quick lmfao:

You are not fucking apologetic at all if you are using s0uless' full REAL name on your blog, you stupid bitch. That kind of information can put them at risk of REAL GENUINE HARM. S0uless made the mistake of using their name as their art handle when they were younger but they have been doing a pretty extensive wipe of that username being online, I know this isn't exactly doxxing because of that but USING IT WHEN THEY'RE CLEARLY NOT WANTING IT TO BE PUBLIC INFORMATION IS SOME PRETTY SCUMMY SHIT, AND CAN BE USED FOR ACTUAL REAL HARM BEING DONE TO HIM YOU JACKASS

Don't come in my ask box hiding behind anonymous acting like you actually feel bad for the shit you did when you are STILL making posts calling me and my husband fucking freaks when you know DAMN WELL we're not. Don't you dare try and act all remorseful and pitiful and like you're some misunderstood fallen angel when you've been doing but helping making our lives a fucking nightmare. You don't get to act like you've done nothing wrong when you have CONSISENTLY VICTIM BLAMED THEM, CLAIMED THEIR TRAUMA WAS FAKE, BEEN RACIST TO ME, MOCKED MY ABUELAS RECENT DEATH, THREATENED HARM ON BOTH OF US, HARASSED AND STALKED US, AND SPREAD ALL THIS INSANE SHIT ABOUT US FOR NO GODDAMN REASON. You don't get to just act like you made some petty mistakes that you can walk off, you have been non stop harassing, stalking, and falsely accusing me and s0uless of being scum of the fucking earth when there is no goddamn evidence that we are and you KNOW there isn't, because we fucking ARENT. Unlike your freak ass, we KNOW what the fuck is right and what is wrong. But that kind of shit gets around to people and makes people start thinking we ARE those freaks that we aren't.

And you should be well aware of how fucking awful that makes a mother fucker feel, you know? Since you wanna keep whining about how "people keep being mean/demonizing you for no reason." What, you don't think people are gonna DM me asking me what the fuck you're talking about in those posts you make? Newsflash dipshit, most people wanna know both party's stories regarding drama that surrounds someone they know. Don't you try to twist this and cry about how I'm some creepy weirdo that's stalking you, you should've thought harder about following someone and then IMMEDIATELY sending them an anonymous ask about me and s0uless, cause that DEFINETLY isn't fucking fishy at all, dumbass. That's how I was alerted to you and your new bullshit. Don't try and act like I'm a freak that keeps tabs on you, I thought you'd drop off the face of the earth after that one callout thread got made on you. You wanna talk about evidence of wrongdoing? Nothing really shows your true colors more than publicly being racist, harassing minors, and consistently AND RECENTLY consuming bestiality porn of minors. Try bouncing back from saying that YOU want to make noncon porn of your favs, or being a whole ass adult saying you wanna fuck a 16 year old character that you KNOW is 16. THATS some REAL freak shit that YOU admitted to your damn self, you don't get to act like me or s0uless are the real freaks when there is REAL AND RECENT EVIDENCE of you doing that shit, you gross fuck.

Leave us the fuck alone, I do not care about your pathetic ass and s0uless sure as shit doesn't either. This has been going on for over a FUCKING YEAR NOW and i dont give a single SHIT about playing nice and being quiet about it anymore. Don't fucking come whining to me and acting like you're remorseful again when you're PULLING THIS SHIT AGAIN. Leave me the fuck alone and I'll leave you the fuck alone. Expect a restraining order dumbass, it was real easy to get your info when you've got it so readily available online! If youre gonna play stupid games, expect to win stupid prizes. Get the fuck off my and my husband's dick and focus on fixing yourself you ghoul. Do some fucking introspection so you can figure out why the fuck people don't like you. And don't come to me threatening suicide again, I don't give a single SHIT about you and I'm sure as FUCK not going to give you any sympathy when you've shown no fucking growth or genuine remorse for all of this. I've thought about killing myself a lot lately too, you're not fucking special.

#again sorry to yall but i am literally at my limit at this point #i havent wanted to be a bother to anyone so ive just kept quiet about it cause i thought that would end it but nah #i am not going to just take this shit anymore ive had it

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yuri-is-online · 8 days

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Damn I'm really like the storyline of this game.But FUCK Leo,if I ever get a chance to smacked the shit out of him, please Chancellor one chance.He fucked with the Mc head, how Alan and Thoma didn't kick him out that car if beyond me, there better than me honestly.Sho isn't much better because he's going along just because he's isn't mean.

Just because there isn't cruelty that doesn't mean kindness.But he's the lesser evil.Makes me sad for Alan.

Let's talk about Lucas I wonder if the soul system is like JJK,like if your twins you share the same soul and that's why the demon took his brother.

Also which character did you pick for your first

-🤡

I picked Thoma first, but I didn't take screenshots of the opening. Probably gonna use my emulator to take a crack at screencapping all of the boys intros because I am insane and want to pick it apart for lore research.

Twins sharing the same soul/being seen as the same person is very common in Japanese folklore if I understand correctly? But that might just be me overthinking the plot of Fatal Frame II: Crimson Butterfly. So yes that's my assumption too, the demon likely took Luca's brother in his place since they technically share a soul.

Now. Let's talk about Leo. The main reason Alan and Thoma didn't immediately kick him out of the car was to not make a scene. Thoma specifically seems to respect the opportunistic sort, and thinks that Leo shows promise if he shapes up. He's skilled with tech, good at reading people, quick on his feet, all of those things are arguably good traits that Vagastrom, and Alan, could really use! Besides it's not like he has enough on either of them to get in their way yet, best to play it cool and walk away with the upper hand. Another thing we learn from this conversation that might be easy to miss is that unlike Twisted Wonderland where each dorm has rules about who should be the leader, Darwick's Administration picks the Captain and Vice Captain of the dorm, and grades seem to be more important to them than say. Whether or not the person has a good character, as we have seen from both Thoma and Leo, is significantly less important.

But if there is one thing I sort of have to point out that I think Alan gets and tries to call him out on, Leo is incredibly short sighted. He sees MC's power as worthless not because it doesn't work but because he already used it and got what he wants from it. He doesn't see anyone other than himself, and maybe Sho, as a person so he doesn't feel any guilt about using MC to get what he wants and then trying to get her kicked out of the school. He's also the only bitch in this house that completely ignores that MC can't leave, he doesn't mention her curse once when talking about her and honestly I don't think he was paying attention enough to remember that she can't leave because of that. Allan makes a point at the end of the Vagastrom book that I really hope is followed up on:

I sort of read this as applying to his friendship with Sho and his own reputation. Sure, it's all fun and games now while he snatches up the Vice Captain role and still has Sho doing his bidding, but well. Sho does occasionally do what he wants, he didn't go along with Leo's plan, not completely. He didn't outright lie about MC's power, and he hates how Leo keeps asking about why the ghouls made their wish on a demon. He thinks it's wrong, he hates it. Leo's treatment of MC did bother him, and I know he doesn't want MC to die. I don't know how far you or anyone else has made it, but something happens in Book 3 that makes it seem like MC has gone missing, and according to Hyde all of the Frostheim, "and one or two" of the Vagastrom ghouls have to be talked out of going to look for her.

As of right now Leo's only real ally is Sho. If Sho gets fed up with him and stops covering his ass, then Leo has no one, and I don't think that's occurred to him since according to Sho's bio they've been friends since long before Darkwick. Anyway I hope they get divorced and Sho gets to keep his food truck. Like I said, we can run Leo over with it for the insurance money.

Have some Side Notes:

The ring of Solomon, or the ring of wisdom, granted Solomon the power to make demons do his bidding in the original myth. Since ghouls powers come from demons, in some way, shape, or form, my theory is that the ring is likely enhancing the demonic part of them.

The "like doves" supposedly appear when someone is thinking of you positively/likes you. The first people to make these doves appear around MC are Luka and Kaito. The second is Sho, which is honestly why I am a bit softer on him then I should be. The third time it shows up is at the end of Jabberwock's book with all three dorm members present, meaning literally the only bitch in this house who does not respect MC is fucking Leo that dick-

while it isn't specified, Professor Dante appears to be the advisor for both Frostheim and Vagastrom, something I think is more or less confirmed by Hyde being in charge of both Jabberwock and Sinostra. Anyway the point I want to make is that we are missing a dorm if we follow the rule of each advisor being in charge of two, and no I don't mean the two missing characters from Obscuary I mean a whole dorm that seems to have specialized in exorcisms (perhaps of curses 👀):

My personal theory is that their dorm used to be in the Cathedral we are staying in and that it was destroyed during "the Clash" that's been alluded to in the first part of the story, we don't know much about it other than 1) it was between ghouls, perhaps exclusively 2) there is a spy of some sort Thoma and Alan are looking for that might have had something to do with it and 3) a Frostheim student behaved very badly during the Clash to the point Thoma seems to think they should take some responsibility for it. But that's just my speculation, don't know how much of it's real.

#<3 asks #clown annon #tokyo debunker

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hedghost · 11 months

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praising maya after a good game and she just gets all 🥹🥹🥹 like when u went to watch her (obv w her shirt on) and she made some bitch ass tackles and u just whisper a bit of nice words in her ear when she stops where u stand during the lap around the pitch

it was easy to feel proud watching maya play. it was easy to feel proud when she did just about anything to be honest, but especially after a tough game. maya had played incredibly well tonight, and there was a smug little part of you that felt it was because you'd finally made it to a game. maybe your presence had spurred her on, as inspiring as you were - or maybe she was showing off.

as soft and compassionate as maya was normally, on the pitch she was an absolute demon. gone was your sweet smiling grilfriend, replaced by an impenetrable brick wall at the back, chucking some insane tackles left, right and centre as you watched on proudly.

you winced when you heard the ball smack loudly into her as she made yet another impressive block, but she gave no inclination that she'd even felt a thing. god, she was tough. you find yourself almost blushing at the thought, glad that maya couldn't see your face from your position in the stands.

the game ended, and you remained in your seat as the crowd swarmed the barriers, contemplating if you should go and vie for her attention at the barriers. maya had told you she would meet you afterwards, but part of you couldn't wait to tell her how good she was. you thought it over for a second more, before you climbed over the seats in front of you, and forced your way to the barrier.

you said hi to a couple of the other girls as they walked past, putting a finger to your lips as you pointed at maya, who was a little ways further down the field. to their credit, they each winked and walked on, not giving away your position. you took a quick glance around at the fans, smiling a little smugly when you noticed others wearing the number 15 shirt as well. they may be wearing maya’s shirt, but you were the one who got to take hers off.

hey you

you looked up, and there she was in all her glory. cheeks a little flushed from playing a full 90, eyes shining with exertion, flyaway hairs sticking out from her ponytail, a little muddy, a little sweaty, but just glowing. your girl, the most beautiful you’d ever seen her.

you reached over the barrier to brush a stray piece of hair behind her ear, before your hand slid down her neck to pull her towards you. the kiss was chaste, but you both pulled back breathing hard and smiling. your hands remained planted firmly her shoulders.

you were so good!

you shook her shoulders a little as you spoke, grinning widely. she laughed, blushing a little.

i’m serious maya- those tackles! insane!

maya just smiled and looked down, a little sheepish. she never was good at taking compliments, always laughing them away or brushing them off. you pulled her into a hug again, desperate for her to realise just how good she was. you whispered in her ear as you did so.

you amaze me more and more every day, darling- how did i get so lucky?

maya didn’t say anything, simply wrapping her hands around you and tucking her face into your neck, a little shyly. you kissed her cheek, hoping she got the message. she went to pull away, but you pulled her back in, your voice low.

need you to tackle me like that tonight babe

maya hit you playfully and walked away - though she was laughing over her shoulder at you, eyes sparkling. she chucked a wink over at you, blowing you a kiss.

safe to say, she made pretty good on your request that evening.

#mlt blurbs #maya le tissier x reader #muwfc x reader

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quihi · 3 months

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Okay, overall thoughts on Fablehaven and Dragonwatch. I hope to write in more detail later - I have a first draft of a post about my take on some of the religious themes and allegory in Dragonwatch - but I gotta start somewhere (that requires less citations).

I saw Carnival Quest on the library shelf last November, read that, and had so much fun I decided to go for more Brandon Mull and reread Fablehaven. (I don't read a lot of kids books, as an adult, but I hadn't felt like reading in awhile and this made reading fun.) The first book was rough, honestly—it was his first published book and it shows. The prose felt clunky and awkward, but I got used to it and it improved. Seth drove me insane—so much of the plot was driven by "Seth screws up." But it was a quick and easy and fun read, and the world and concept were a delight!

Books 2–4 were great. I only read the books once or twice over ten years ago, so all I remembered was the general concept, a little about Kendra and Seth, and a vague idea of the final battle. I got to experience all the twists again! It was very fun to see the people who populate this increasingly large world, and the people around the edges like that rich couple in Georgia who have fairies but have never seen a preserve. Like, how did they get involved, how much do they know? It's clear that Kendra and Seth are way more deeply involved than someone who just discovered the preserves normally would be. I have a lot of thoughts about their parents and how Fablehaven fits in with their lives, and I think I think about that a lot more as an adult—it doesn't bother me but I find it more sad now.

Keys to the Demon Prison was big, and wow did we see the world. It added a lot of stuff that hadn't felt foreshadowed at all—the Eternals, Vasilis, Bracken—so it felt a little disconnected and like there were some deus ex machina. I liked the ending, though, and how everything wrapped up with swapping the demon prison and the fairy realm.

So, fun series! They definitely felt like kids books, but I would still recommend them to kids and adults who want to read a fun, magical adventure.

After this, life got busy, and I needed a break, and time to let the books sink in and read a few other books, so I didn't start Dragonwatch until January. I raced through the first three books, then took about a week off before I could get myself past the beginning of Champion of the Titan Games, then finished the series in under a week. They got so frustrating and dark that I needed that break, but I'm glad I didn't force myself to keep reading when I was worn out.

Okay, look, I know this seems to be an unpopular opinion, but I enjoyed them. I don't know if it helped because I read them all in under a month and didn't think too hard or reread them in between, and I hadn't been eagerly awaiting them—I don't think much about Mull or keep up with his new books. I didn't notice a lot of the continuity errors that I guess were there, though I did notice the big thematic change from darkness being neutral to being more evil (though I have some thoughts on that, too). There were definitely some weird choices. The structure of book five felt very similar to Fablehaven's book five.

I liked Knox and Tess. I see reasons they would be introduced, and while they could have done more (Tess: spends entire series as the innocent girl, gets teleported around a couple times but never to anywhere from which she can get home), I couldn't help liking them. They're decent foils for Kendra and Seth, at least. I think I'd have liked more of them, over cutting them. I badly wanted Knox and Seth to sit down for a good conversation about mistakes and forgiveness.

One of the story choices that baffled or irritated me most was not putting Marat or Agad back in charge of Wyrmroost, after Celebrant lost his status. I guess the best argument is there wasn't time between them returning from Stormguard Castle and Seth's disappearance, and the explicit consent of both Kendra and Seth was needed, but like, that should have been the first thing they did. I guess no one thought of it. And I suppose there was still the issue of no easy way to leave.

There was a lot of religion, which I began to notice in Master of the Phantom Isle, and was surprisingly blatant in Return of the Dragon Slayers. Religious themes in books don't bother me, though I know that's a YMMV topic and I understand why some people don't like it. (Thank you to the Fablehaven fandom for, as far as I can tell, not getting into absolute hatred of Christianity.) But, well, they were still overall the fun adventures that I was reading for, even as they got more sad and the character arcs got deeper. I'm glad I finished and read through the whole series.

I was left with a lot to think about. I have ideas for fanfiction. Mostly canon compliant, set after Dragonwatch, with some earlier, and also one romance AU that I'm worried about people's reactions to the ship. I'm buying a lot of the books to reference more easily, since I like referencing books when I write and I'm no longer twelve years old with the time and urge to flip through and reread books a dozen times until I know every plot point by heart by the time I return them to the library, but I do have more disposable income.

So, uh, I'm not really one to rate books, but I'd still call these solid and fun overall, though they have their flaws. I far prefer enjoying books to criticizing them, so I'd rather like them and try to find ideas and headcanons that improve them, rather than linger on the elements I dislike. I want to be positive!

#fablehaven #dragonwatch

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can you do sal x reader who is having mental break downs because of the pressure of their family and bullying please?

A/n: Ofc! I made this a little drabble/oneshot

I'm Here

Sal Fisher x gn!reader

( summary: Sal catches you having a panic attack and quickly comforts you )

warnings?: Reader having a panic attack, mentions of parents and a hard life at home and school, sal comforts! No use of Y/n!!

!-!more under the cut!-!

It was quiet, eerily quiet.

That's what Sal thought as he walked through the halls of your apartment. You both were supposed to hang out today after school but you never showed up to his door. He went searching for you because of this and soon found that your apartment door was unlocked, your parents gone along with their shoes and coat but yours were still there. He feared the worse as he neared your room at the end of the hallway. Maybe the demon of Addison Apartments got you? From all the shit he's seen he thinks seeing you dead would be the worst of them all. Turning the handle to the door slowly he peeked inside as best he could with his mask restricted view.

He heard you before he fully saw you, your sniffles and shaky breaths being evident. It made him open the door quicker, seeing your shivering form by the end of your bed. “Shit!” He practically ran over to you, crouching down by you, his hands hovering over your form as he wasn’t sure if he should touch you. “Are you ok?” He asked, speaking softer now than before. You obviously shook your head, face pressed between your hands as you faced the floor, your knees hunched in on themselves as you sat in a protective manner. “I-I-I can’t I-“ an especially hard sob left your throat as you tried to speak, your feelings practically choking you with a vicious grip. “Shh shh it’s ok, panic attack?” you nodded quickly and he sighed. “Can I touch you?” You were hesitant, but soon nodded anyway. He quickly wrapped his arms around you, replacing your hands on your face with his shoulder. He didn’t care if his shirt got ruined from you crying on it he could just wash it. He felt your body shake violently and decided to calm you down. “Can you breathe with me?” He asked and you shook your head against his shoulder. "I c-can't, I c-" “Yes you can, here breathe with me ok?” You nodded slowly and he began taking deeper breaths. “In,” he inhaled, feeling you attempt to follow, your shaky breaths echoing against the skin of his neck. “Out,” he exhaled and you did too, sniffling at the end. He was quick to tell you to breath in again, hold for four seconds or so and then tell you to release the breath, hoping some of the anxieties would escape with it.

After a while your breathing seemed to naturally slow. You weren’t shaking as much anymore, and the little amount left was pushed away by Sal stroking your back comfortingly. Your grips on each other were tight as you calmed down from your recent episode. “Do you mind telling me what triggered this?” He asked, speaking softly and waiting until you felt comfortable to speak. There was no pressure if you didn’t want to, but he’s helped you out this much. “Everything just came crashing down on me…” you mumbled, gripping him tighter as you continued. “My parents are always p-pressuring me about stuff and it drives me insane. And when I think I finally get a chance to get away from it all I get mocked and ridiculed at school..” a stray tear fell from your eyes, coating Sal's already soaked shirt. "It started back up again?" You nodded and he sighed, "and you didn't tell me?" He mumbled, "I'm sorry-" "No, no it's ok you did nothing wrong- just let me know the next time it happens alright? I'll give them a taste of their own medicine when they try and pick on you ok?" You practically giggled at his words, it was short lived and very abrupt but it was a little bit of a laugh either way and it made Sal smile. "What? Don't think I can handle them?" "I just don't want you getting hurt Sally," he grumbled jokingly, wearing a joking expression that you couldn't see for two different reasons. He felt you smile against his shoulder, "Thanks Sal." You mumbled and he nodded, "I'll hold you for as long as you need."

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( got this one out rather quickly idk I'm writing a lot this morning so lets see how many fics I can get out by the end of today yeah ? )

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clericofshadows · 21 days

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lotsb snippet

I've gotten very close to the point where Regis and the gang™ (including T'Soni) make it to the Broker's ship, but I fell in love with this bit and decided to show it off.

Zaeed gave him a look and held out his omnitool. “Remember that goddamn promise we made?” Regis winced. Of course he does. They promised to keep him updated. “Call him,” he said, pointedly. “I’m going to bother T’Soni.” He squeezed his shoulder as he stood up, and Regis didn’t protest as he walked out of his cabin.

With a breath, he opened his omnitool and scrolled to their server connection, opening up a private link and sending it through, getting up to link to his vid screen at his side desk. Glancing at the time and doing a quick conversion… it would be afternoon on Arcturus. A moment passed, and the link opened, Kaidan’s face appearing on the screen with a smile. It quickly disappeared as he took in Regis’s appearance. “What’s gotten you all geared up and ready to go? What’s wrong? Don’t tell me it’s already time…” Regis shook his head. “Not yet. Still have a few dossiers to work through.” “Then what has gotten you so on edge?” “Hackett messaged me. Wren’s surveillance got us something good. T’Soni’s been hunting the Shadow Broker ever since she stole my body out from under him,” he began. Kaidan leaned back in the chair he was sitting in, rubbing his temples. “Utter insanity. Although… I can’t help but be thankful you didn’t end up in his clutches.” Regis had conceded to that point long ago. “Honestly, this whole situation isn’t something I like thinking about, but in some ways, she did me a favor. A fucking terrible one. But get this. We went to her apartment, and you want to know what was displayed in her home?” Already, venom and disgust had made themselves known. “With the way you sound, I don’t think I want to know.” His eyebrows were furrowed. Leaning in back up closer to the vidscreen, he clasped his hands together, holding them tightly, preparing for bad news. “My goddamn armor and scarf. The chestplate,” he spat, feeling the dark energy crackle underneath his skin, spurred on by his anger. Kaidan shook his head, turning away. “I read every bit of that report you sent me. All of those hundreds of pages, pouring through every detail of their meticulous recount of everything they did to bring you back.” Regis couldn’t help but close his eyes at that, thinking of his sleepless nights spent pouring over those words. Those terrifying words. “And I noticed their initial report on the state of your body. Some armor intact. No chestplate.” He almost sounded clinical. “Focusing on all the oddities. Hell, I called Vikram, and we both were stuck on that one goddamn point.” Regis remembered the call they had with Kaidan not long after he initially found out T’Soni gave him away to Cerberus. Post-orgasmic bliss with Zaeed turned sour because they knew they had to update him on what they learned, about what a former member of the SR-1 did to him. Kaidan was stuck on the chestplate then. He swallowed visibly, almost looking a little pale. Concerned, Regis almost stopped and interrupted him, but he had to hear what Kaidan was going to say. Even if it was hard on him, on both of them. “I know you want your ring back and your dog tags back. So, all points to her. If she’s the one that kept them… Ruin her, Regis, not just for yourself and your career, but for what she stole from you and us." His voice was carefully still, carefully low, but his eyes burned blue. “You can count on that.” Regis clenched his fist. “Wren has plans that might work out well for the Alliance.” “I wasn’t worried. That tattoo on the front of your neck is proof enough. What was that quote you found about Labolas when figuring out how to say ‘Fuck you’ to regs after Torfan…” The demon on his neck. Regis touched his neck, tracing down with his gloved hand. “I’m paraphrasing, but: A merciless butcher… once it has sunk its teeth into an enemy, it will not let go until their last breath.” A rueful smile appeared on his face. “And that’s how I know you will get your due. Good luck, and please be careful… and whatever Wren is planning, I don’t want to hear about it until it succeeds. I love you, and give Zaeed all my love.” “I love you, too. We will be safe.” Regis kissed his fingertips and brought them to the vidscreen, resting them against Kaidan’s face.

#regis shepard #cleric's wip

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student-in-nightraven · 1 year

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*slides in epically*

Yoh!

I was wondering if you could do a fluff/comfort Obey me fic of mammon or beel (whichever one you prefer)

Where Mc just comes stressed and overworked from work

And has had trouble sleeping for quite a while because of it and one of the brothers just tries to help them with it ^^

(Ofc only if you want!)

(Also your Fics are amazing ✨)

Ah i miss doing ficss and thank you for the compliment!! Also beel is my fav so I'm glad I got this amazing opportunity to write a fic for himm~

Cuddle bug

Genre: fluff

Warnings: mentions being stressed out and overworked

Devildom studies were no easy than human studies, in fact more difficult which was the cause of MCs distress, it was near exam months, if MC was stressed before oh boy were they losing it now.

Constantly studying till they pass out, which rarely happened because they were living on Caffeine, Luci understood that perfectly but he was still concerned.

Living in constant pressure and fear of whether you're gonna pass or not, whether you studied well enough the list goes on. To top it off some extra work from Luci and diavolo, apparently it had something to do with special duties but not that it mattered, all it did was drive them more insane, almost everyone noticed it since they were too tired out to not show it but they tried not to get in their way, except a certain ginger haired twin.

Once you returned from the extra work you were assigned to you thought you'd be tired enough to finally sleep but to your dismay you couldn't, pretty sure it was because of how much caffeine you consumed for this past couple of months and weeks, that and being used to pulling all nighters. Groaning you decide to do some extra work you were saving to do tomorrow, thinking it'll tire you out eventually;

Reaching the end you still couldn't sleep, you were tired oh yes you were but just couldn't sleep, how is that even possible?? Nobody knows, feeling hopeless you bang your head on the desk and just try to close you're eyes to sleep, soon you heard a knock on your door that jolted you, getting up from the desk, you walked to the door and opened it, only to be met with none other than Beel, he was holding chips in his hand and already crunching some in his mouth

"Beel? What are you doing here?"

"I fwas hungwfy *gulp* I was hungry and went to the kitchen to get a midnight snack, but then heard a bang from your room, I took a quick glance and noticed light coming from here so I thought I'd check up on you"

"oh the bang was that loud huh?, *Chuckle* sorry about that but I'm..fine you should go sleep"

Beels eyes narrowed as he looked down at you "MC demons can sense lies better than anything, tell me what's wrong"

Hesitating you let out a sign and invite him in the room, closing the door and turning to him, he sat on the edge of your bed and you sat down on a chair Infront of him; you told him about your sleeping problems and how overstressed/worked you were, his gaze softened as his face was filled with empathy

"I'm sorry about that, devildom does get struggling from time to time, if you want I can talk to Diavolo about the extra work he gives you, I'm sure he'll understand"

You shook your head saying it's okay but he insisted "don't worry I know what to do, and actually the exam months is coming to an end and afterwords I'm sure diavolo will slow down with the tasks too" he smiled at you assuring you, you thanked him, but it still didn't fix your insomnia

He put the empty bag of chips in the trash and took your hand guiding you to your bed, luckily you were already in your PJ's and so was he, he got in bed with you, entangled his legs with yours and spooned you, feeling a gush of comfort you sigh out of relief and nuzzle closer to his chest, you don't know what it was but something about him made you drowsy, he started rubbing smooth circles on your back and playing with your hair(it wasn't the hand he ate the chips with dw), kissing the crown of your head he whispered "it'll all be okay, were here for you, I'm here for you" and with that you were drowsed to the dearly missed dreamland, the sense of comfort never leaving you.

Thank you sm for the request!!! I missed doing actual fics so muchh(⁠╯⁠︵⁠╰⁠,⁠) hope you have an amazing weekend annon!! Love yaa<33

#x reader #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #obey me beelzebub x reader #beelzebub x reader #obey me beel fluff #beel x reader #beel x mc #obey me fluff

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centrally-unplanned · 8 months

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Lets talk about the Jimbocho book haul! This was a vacation, not a research trip or anything, so I didn't have set goals - instead I just explored and found things that looked interesting or were attached to my interests and seemed “cool” to own. And that strategy worked surprisingly well:

I will as always highlight just a few of them - if you want me to deep dive one of them, shoot me a message. First up we have the "Erotic Newspaper '97 Highlights", a completely-out-of-nowhere find.

Which right out the gate, really pushing my limits here on the "getting banned" front; I don't even know the rules anymore. Made by the circle 児童販売鬼/Juvenile Sales Demon (!), it is this style of “doujin omnibus” that was decently common in the earlier areas and is sometimes still made today; blending essays, personal rants, art, and full comics, often even on to the same page. And of course, this is about ero-doujin, so that blend gets pretty intense sometimes!

But as an “anime fandom “ researcher documents like these are absolute gold mines. The opening page discusses the late 90’s “bubble” in ero-doujin publications, possible legislative action against hentai being discussed that everyone is worried about, and even has that classic otaku identity tic of politicizing their own identity, mentioning a “Rights for Eromanga!” slogan going around (which it cautions against). It seems like a great biased-but-expansive view of the state-of-play in eromanga circles at the time, which few other documents can give you. Primary sources, baby.

Additionally, amoung its topics it has some sections about Evangelion:

And even a section on Utena:

Yeah that entire bottom corner's just... it just has got to go. I am unsure if this is something I will ever scan - its really niche, and being a porn archivist is not really my goal. But I hope to do a full read and post a summary someday.

Next up in a similar vein, I have a copy of Fanroad Magazine from 1996!

Fanroad Magazine was similar to the Comic Box magazine I have discussed before, in that it collected art & essays from fans about the shows of the day and gave them a place for their voice to be heard. Before the internet this was the only real way to do that en masse; by the 2000’s these magazines would almost all die out as social media replaced them. Fanroad was one of the most popular, having highly structured sections, detailed questionnaires for submitters, in-jokes, the works. And of course this edition was a bit of a targeted buy, as the cover surely gives away - Fanroad released a few issues focused on Evangelion, and this is one of them:

I might scan this one, but first I will give it a read and see how interesting the takes are - it had so much cute fan art though, valuable for that alone.

Next up is a very quick and personal one: Comic Cue Vol 4. Which…what even is this, I imagine you are thinking:

Comic Cue was an off-beat one-shot manga anthology magazine that ran through the 90’s into the 2000's, often focusing, not on hentai, but that middle-ground “erotically charged” narrative stories or comedy shots. Its covers were often just insane - no clue why this cover is in English, none of the magazine is. This one is of interest to me, however, because amoung Volume 4’s submissions is:

Yoshiyuki Sadamoto’s Dirty Work one-shot. Yep, thats right, from the random-deep dive essay I put together analyzing a single line of dialogue Sadamoto wrote for Mamimi in FLCL. Now I own the fucker. That's cool! I like that. I am really proud of that essay due to how much I learned from it, writing about a topic whose specificity seemed like it would be impossible to get that much out of; so owning the actual manga is it centered on feels special.

Speaking of niche Ash-writing references!

We have “Girl’s Life on the Flat Battlefield”, the Kyoko Okazaki Artbook made for an exhibit done on her back in 2015, the cover of which I featured in my essay about the proper translation of “battlefield” from River’s Edge. This is an amazing book in its own right though - its content is so diverse. It has essays from her and from other writers about her work that I hope to read. It has beautiful art compositions and solo pieces:

It has recreations of the actual drafts of her manga as she made them - showcasing things like how she would type up the dialogue and cut-and-paste the printed text into the bubbles, the normal way that was done in the pre-digital composition era:

It has this one section by a contributing artist of photographs of “otaku edgy women” and stuff, amazing documentary work:

I see you, Gunbuster figurine on the table! This is probably the best book-as-a-book I found; I highly recommend it to any Kyoko Okazaki fan for the depth of coverage it has on both her work and the context of her work.

You can see some others of course - I found a few copies of magazines like Newtype and Animage from when they covered FLCL! I would like the Catch Them All - these are all generally scanned & archived already of course, so its just for fun. You can see another book on Okazaki, a really cool academic book on the history of magazines and fanzines in Japanese subculture, and the Gothic & Lolita Bibles that Partner is quite excited about. I am very happy with what I found; there is a beauty in the serendipity of these things. Of course I could have searched Yahoo Auctions for a copy of the Okazaki book, I knew exactly what it was. But stumbling on it in a floor-level cubby while my hands were already stacked with magazines and nearly dropping them in surprise is the magic of the physical bookstore in its fullness. It has its own value that the book itself can’t possess.

#Ash Japan Adventures #cw nudity #anime history

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purpleglitch · 7 months

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I ramble for too long about my art (The post)

(Drawings here)

Thanks again to Nunki and Nov so much for pulling me out of art block 😭💕 I had so much fun drawing all of this and experimenting with poses and colors, etc. that I wouldn't have tried before this!! i'm so sorry this took like 2 months to finish there was lots of stuff going on but I finally finished it and i'm very happy how it all turned out. I made this post just to go through my thought process LMAO

DAY 1: Early SMP Days

This one was inspired by the "he asked for no pickles" meme and how in an early dsmp stream c!dream (in full enchanted netherite armor) asks c!george (half iron/diamond armor) to protect him with a crossbow while they go to l'manburg

At first this one was gonna be a quick drawing but then i got too invested into drawing the armor that it got out of hand and suddenly i had spent 2 days on that 💀

Also all the other drawings were gonna be like this one, a bit simple than what i usually do, but i got too invested x2 and ended up rendering(?) more the rest of drawings

C!dream is c!george's baby, like the cc's dynamic 👍

DAY 2: Objects of Affection

THE SHIELD DEMONS GOT ME 👹👹👹👹 also c!gnf keeps the mask even though it's a bit broken :3

C!gnf is a bit dirty because he doesn't shower, also he sleeps on the grass sometimes, he doesn't get sunburnt because XD protects him from that, also c!sapnap is the one that finds him like that and brings him back to kinoko

I think this is the drawing with most layers only because it was for setting the lighting

This one set the bar of how many details can i put on the next drawings haha got too silly and flew too close to the sun

DAY 3: Worship/Devotion

Inspired by religious imagery in renaissance paintings, they're very pretty and detailed and ohgggg i thought that aesthetic fit XDNF's dynamic ^_^

When I finished the drawing i added a canvas texture so it looked like the mentioned paintings' texture

The pose was so complicated but thankfully i hid all the weird anatomy under capes and hair(?) 🤭 and I have a mirror right next to my computer so i used myself as reference for the hands

The halo around c!gnf's head could be a reference to the headcanon of georgeeeHD existing and being another dsmp deity or also hinting at george's "destroying the smp" stream and how powerful and crazy insane he is!!! also the reflection of XD's halos on his eyes, they worship each other i think, xdnf makes my tummy hurt /pos

DAY 4: Visions/Dreams

Inspired by my weirdcore demons :3 i love that aesthetic so much

I did the error pop up on this custom generator!!

Saved a lot of time by making c!dream faceless since it would be covered by the pop up anyway, but it can also be symbolism for c!gnf not remembering his face or something crazy

I again used myself as reference for the hands i'm so cool and epic

Also I used a tutorial on how to make the vhs effect/chromatic aberration on paint tool sai and added grainy texture on the background for more spice :3

DAY 5: Reunion/Post-Nuke

I reused an old sketch of c!dnf side profile for this one, hashtag work smart not hard 😎 except i polished it and changed some stuff and now it looks way better than the old version

The concept was happy reunion, they're happy to see each other!! c!dnf good ending, i say in tears.

c!gnf touching the c!dritties :3 jk he's feeling his heartbeat, he can't believe he's real!!!

I had so much fun drawing the blood on the bandages and c!dream's scars, please zoom and admire them, it took so long,,,,

DAY 6: Roleswap

My demons..... my beloved rs au..... the posts i made some while ago were based on this drawing, i have a tag on my blog now for that au

RS!dnf wear matching chains!! also the concept for this drawing was that someone interrupted their make out session :3

Symbolism moment!! I like to draw characters with nail polish of the color it represents them, in this case green for dream and blue for george, but for this au, their colors are swapped: green for george and blue for dream, it symbolizes how their roles (king/knight) on that story are different and don't match with the canon. storywise, they're so in love they wanted to keep each other on themselves somehow so they exchanged nail polish colors

DAY 7: CC Roleplay/Cosplay

Sisyphus would be proud of me (<- almost gave up before drawing this), unironically i got demotivated when i finished day 6 so i took a break and then i went insane with this one

The concept was c!dnfies wearing cc!dnf outfits, dream specifically has so many outfit options but I ended up choosing the famous "dteam in madrid" outfit plus a cat beanie, and I couldn't find a fortnite jesus poster for george's shirt so i just found a silly cat pic and yeah ^_^

Thank you random twt user for the idea 👍

And that's it! I probably forgot to say some stuff more but i started to get anxious this post would be too long. Again thank you so much guys for being supportive over the wips i showed you and also being insane about c!dnf too 😭 <3

#glitch.txt

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goblinbugthing · 6 months

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ok so there’s stuff in my brain again. thoughts

basically i have this group of 7 ocs that i originally made during my dra phase and haven’t touched in years, but ive been thinking about them a lot recently and ive started to feel like revamping their characters, giving them a good old redesign, and rewriting them and their story.

ofc im gonna remake them so they’re less. yknow, really terribly written. but when i say i wanna rewrite their story i mean i wanna turn it into a fic, instead of just remaking them and leaving them alone and rotting again.

im gonna ramble more under the cut, but that’s the basics of what’s happening in my brain rn

(cw for mentions of cults, human experimentation, death/murder, and implied abuse)

anyway, these guys are pretty old characters — i made the first two of them when i was like 11 — and so of course, they are. Not Good. and its gonna take a solid amount of work to actually fix them up and make them decent. but i really want to.

lemme introduce their dumbasses real quick:

first of all, we’ve got jay! real creative name, i know (/sarcasm). they’re 16, agender, intersex, and bisexual, using they/them pronouns, and they’re a human experiment. they were abandoned when they were 6 by their (super religious) parents who thought they were a fucking demon, and they got picked up by some cultists that claimed to work for an orphanage. spoiler alert, they did not work for an orphanage, and those fuckers grabbed jay, dragged them to a facility, and experimented on them for the next 10 years. those experiments turned them into a shapeshifter. dont ask me how because i dont know. they’ve also got several very badly written mental illnesses, as is the usual with creepypasta ocs. oh yeah they were a creepypasta oc btw

then there’s jay’s gf, willow. she’s 17, cis, pan, and ace, using she/her pronouns, and she’s just a normal human girl with no special abilities. but she does have a shitty dad and a dead mother. she and jay kill her dad after a bunch of Wild Shit. violent revenge, yay!

aaand cora. she’s 17, cis, bisexual (i think, i cant find her info anywhere), and uses she/her. she’s jay’s identical twin, and also a normal human, but she has psychokinesis. like she can move stuff with her brain. cool

next on the list is sigasi. she’s 21, cis, and aroace, using she/her pronouns, and she’s also a human experiment. jay sees her as an older sister, but they’re not actually related. she’s not a shapeshifter like them, but she’s got weird void claw hands and some fucked up wings that don’t work.

and then oh dear god, delta sun. he’s 26 (i think), cis, neptunic, demiromantic, and asexual, using he/him pronouns, and he’s in the same boat as jay and sigasi. instead of being kidnapped, though, he was given to the cultists by his mother (who thought he was a demon) and was raised in the experimentation facility. also, he’s half angel. his dad is an angel while his mom is a (super religious) human.

and SPEAKING of delta’s mom, it’s hope! she’s technically in her 50s but she died at 27, cishet and uses she/her pronouns. she’s essentially just hara before hara, but she is SO MUCH MORE INSANE. LITERALLY. she’s super religious and superstitious, she’s scared of everything, she’s been gaslit and indoctrinated into the same cult that the human experimenting fuckwads are in, she’s dead, she’s fucking crazy, she’s so badly written. i love her.

and as for delta’s dad, that would be ea. he’s 427, completely genderless, and doesn’t label his sexuality. uses all pronouns because fuck it, and they’re a somewhat biblically accurate angel. i dont have much info on him unfortunately, and what i do have written down is unimportant.

as you can see, three of them are human experiments. this is because i had a phase where i was obsessed with human experimentation. i thought it was so fucking cool.

anyway! the lore behind these bastards is super complex and ive been hyperfixating on that for a few days. i dragged some old shit out of the abyss to actually remember stuff about them, and uh. god theyre so badly written it hurts me.

fuck it im making a lore doc

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