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hwa-ae · 1 month

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Golden Retriever —

: ̗̀⇢pairings: shinyu x fem! reader

: ̗̀⇢synopsis: IN WHICH you surprise shinyu by showing up to his first fansign disguised as a fan.

: ̗̀⇢genre: fluff, sfw

: ̗̀⇢warnings: mutual pining, dating in secret, written in lowercase on purpose, written from reader's pov

"times up! move to the next person!" i heard the staff call out, making the fangirls all move to the next idol. i was currently talking to jihoon, so i had to move to the next idol who so happened to be my boyfriend, junghwan, or shinyu.

"hi! im a really huge fan of tws!" i immediately said after seating down, seeing how shinyu's head immediately lifted up after hearing my familiar voice, making him confused as he didn't expect me to be there. i removed my mask slowly, smiling widely as i saw his surprised reaction. i placed a finger on my lips as a way of saying 'shh' to him as i began acting as a fangirl.

"shinyu-ah, could we compare hand sizes?" i said teasingly, holding my hand out, watching as he stumbles upon his words and raise his hand up to match mine. "wahh, your hands are really big! you could curl your fingers over my fingertips!"

"haha, you have really small hands," shinyu laughed out, curling his fingers over my fingertips.

"can we take a photo together? lets do a heart!" i pulled out my phone, doing my best to act as a fangirl.

"ah- of course!"

we both stood up from the chair, facing the camera as we did a heart with our hands. as i continued taking photos, he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me closer and smiling widely at the camera, shocking some of the fans due to the bold move.

"alright, times up!" i heard the staff call out again, making shinyu's face drop in disappointment.

"looks like the time is up, here, take this bracelet! alright, I'll go now, bye bye!" i quickly gave him the bracelet and went to the next person, dohoon, leaving a wide-eyed shinyu behind at his seat.

after talking to all the members, i sat down at my seat again, watching as the fans interaction with the idols slowly end. i watched as shinyu struggled to put on the bracelet he has acquired from me earlier, almost dropping it a few times, causing his heart to stop everytime it happened.

after his many failed attempts, he kindly asked the staff to help him put it on, smiling widely at me after he finally got the bracelet on, making people snap cute photos of his wide grin.

as the members continued talking and interacting with their fans, shinyu stared at me the entire time, looking at me with anticipation after cracking a joke, like a puppy waiting for praise after doing a trick.

even when he was expressing his love and appreciation for his fans and the support he has received from them, he couldnt help but glance at my direction one too many times for it to be a coincidence.

"shinyu-ah! do a puppy pose please!" i decided to try my luck and yell over the other fangirls who were requesting for the group to do many other poses. although i didnt expect for shinyu to hear my request, he suddenly turned his head towards my direction and stuck his tongue out slightly, holding his two hands up to mimic dog ears as he stared at me with his puppy eyes.

though shinyu and i didnt have much interaction throughout the entire fansign, i could see some fans recording our entire interaction, probably to post on tiktok later.

a few days after, a video of my interaction was seen popping up on my fyp, captioned, 'shinyu must've had favourites! he kept looking at this girl's direction the entire time and even initiated contact with her during her turn to talk to him during the fansign! oh im so jealous of her!! :(('.

i decided to scroll through the comments, seeing most of them saying, ' that shouldve been me!' and 'she was really pretty though, i wouldve done the same as shinyu', making me laugh as i screenshotted all of them, sending them to shinyu to tease him about it later.

oh how i love my little golden retriever boyfriend ♡

do not steal, plagiarise or translate my work on any platforms!

#shinyu x you #shinyu tws #shinyu x reader #shinyu #shin junghwan #shin junghwan x you #shin junghwan x reader #shin junghwan tws #tws x you #tws x reader #tws #tws shinyu #kpop tws #kpop x you #kpop x reader #kpop #hwa ae's stories ♥︎

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spaceyaceface · 10 months

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Hey,

Happy birthday!!!

I really love your writing

Since you asked for fic/drabble ideas or things like that, I thought of something like MC being hurt badly and trying to hide it cause they know that Ominis/Sebastian will get mad, but they find out anyway

Have a great day, you're awesome ♡

Oops this turned into a full on oneshot, haha! Thanks for the prompt!!! I had fun writing this and exploring the trio's friendship a little bit more :)

Sebastian Sallow x Reader/MC x Ominis Gaunt (platonic) (Maybe Ominis x MC if you squint)

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: Injury

Breathing was starting to hurt a lot more than it should. As you walked slowly through the empty halls of Hogwarts, you were forced to take shallow breaths, the pain in your side nearly unbearable.

The rib (or ribs) had to be broken---there was no other explanation for the piercing pain that persisted long after taking your usual Wiggenweld. While the foul tasting potion worked wonders on the minor bumps and bruises, it did nothing for the fractures in your ribcage.

You'd been studying some healing magic--you, Ominis, and Sebastian had started the N.E.W.T. level class for Healing this last year, though Sebastian had taken to it much better than either of you. He was a natural. You were merely passible.

Anyone with common sense would have gone straight to their best friend who they knew could help them, but you didn't have common sense. What you did have was an anxious feeling whenever you though of your two friends chastising you for getting hurt once again. They'd tried to tell you over and over again not to go out to the Highlands alone, but it was a habit that was hard to break. Unfortunately, you ran into a poacher who cast a very powerful Depulso and ruined your night.

As a result, you went with the option that was probably really stupid---heading to the Undercroft to attempt to heal yourself in private.

You'd left your healing textbook there, and you thought about what spell would work best as you struggled to walk through the Defense Against the Dark Arts tower under the Disillusionment charm, hand pressed to your side. Episkey probably wouldn't work, you thought. That one was fine for broken toes or noses, but a whole rib...

Your thoughts trailed off as you opened the door to the Undercroft and heard the voices achoing from inside.

Blast that noisy door. No use turning back now.

You heard Ominis call out your name as you dropped your hand from your side, attempting to stand up straighter. "Is that you?"

"Yeah, it's me," you called back, trying not to wince at the effort it took to speak.

"'Bout time you showed up," Sebastian said, grinning at you. He had his wand out, poised at the training dummy the two of you had nicked during sixth year. "We were starting to worry a dragon ate you."

You laughed a bit, forcing down the wince it caused. "No dragons this time, I'm afraid."

Your feet stayed planed firmly in their spot. It would be difficult to walk without showing signs of pain; if you could just stay perfectly still...

"Why the hell are you just standing in the doorway?"

Damn Sebastian and his ability to perceive you.

You braced yourself for half a second and took a step forward, face kept in a perfect mask as the pain pierced you once again. "Just trying to decide if I had the energy to put up with you two tonight."

Ominis frowned from where he was leaning against the wall. "You're breathing weird."

Oh, for Godric's sake--

"I'm not--I just came from the Highlands, it was quite the walk, alright?"

Sebastian narrowed his eyes at you. "Are you hurt?"

You clenched your jaw. "No. I'm fine."

But of course he wasn't satisfied with that answer. He could see right through you, and so could Ominis, whose nose scrunched slightly at the obvious lie that left your lips.

Without warning, Sebastian aimed his wand at you, and a basic cast was headed your way in an instant. You moved purely out of instinct, twisting to put up a shield to block it, and crying out at the fire that ran through your nerves at the movement.

You collapsed to your knees, gasping for air as the two Slytherins rushed over to you, talking over one another.

"Sebastian, what did you do? Are you alright, what's happened---"

"They blocked it, don't point the finger at me---"

They were both crouched down, reaching out to you. "I'm fine," you hissed between shallow breaths, trying to push their hands away.

Ominis let out a rueful laugh. "I think we're a little past that, aren't we?" His hand wrapped around your wrist in a gentle but firm grip.

"Where does it hurt?" Sebastian asked.

You scowled down at the floor, stopping your struggles against them. You'd been defeated. "My side," you said softly. "I think I've got a broken rib. Or two."

"And why are you here instead of the hospital wing?" Ominis said, holding your arm steady as you shifted to sit on the floor.

"Because she's suspicious enough of me," you replied. "She already knows I get into trouble outside the castle. Better to not to let her in on how much trouble it is."

"Too much, obviously," Sebastian said, frowning at you. "Were you planning on healing this yourself? You can't even preform the bandaging spell properly."

"I figured I'd get it eventually," you said lamely. Ominis's hand hadn't left your arm, and you found the contact comforting, despite the scowl he had on his face.

Sebastian sighed. "Why didn't you just ask us for help? I should be able to take care of it."

You started to shrug, but stopped halfway through the action when it made you wince.

"And I thought Sebastian was the idiot of the three of us," Ominis said.

"Hey."

"You know I'm right."

Sebastian didn't have a proper retort for that, and instead reached forward, letting his hand hover over near your side. "May I?"

You nodded, not seeing the point in refusing any longer.

His fingers brushed over your ribs, and in just a moment you sucked in a sharp breath, whimpering when that only caused the pain to worsen. "Right here?" he asked. You nodded in confirmation.

Ominis's hand traced down your arm and held your hand as Sebastian pulled out his wand. You squeezed his hand, preparing yourself for the quick pain fixing the bone would cause you. Sebastian muttered the spell, and with a sudden surge of fire in your side, you were healed. You let out a deep breath, making full use of your lungs once more.

Sebastian patted your shoulder as you frowned at the floor. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

"It wasn't the physical pain I was worried about."

Ominis chuckled. "Ah, yes. You're worried about the psychological damage we'll cause by chastising you, is that it?"

"More or less."

"Then we better get it over with, shouldn't we?" Sebastian said, shifting to sit at your side instead of across from you.

"Or we could avoid it entirely," you said hopefully.

"Not a chance," Sebastian said.

"You haven't left us a choice," Ominis added.

Who would have thought the two of them agreeing on something could be so much more annoying than their bickering?

"Look, we know we can't stop you from going out there," Sebastian said. "You're just as stubborn as I am, which I wish was a complement."

"It's not," Ominis interjected.

"Yes, thank you, Ominis. But we just want to know you're safe when you get back."

Ominis squeezed your hand once more. You hadn't really realized he'd still been holding it. "We worry, you know." His voice was soft.

You sighed. They were right. And you hated it. As much as they might protest, they'd always let you do your thing. They'd always been there for you with the outcome, just like tonight. And you'd repaid them by disregarding their worries and throwing yourself out into danger over and over agin. "I know. I'm sorry. You're... you're right."

Sebastian smirked. "There's that psychological damage."

You laughed quietly. "Yes, it's painful to say it, I assure you. But... I should stop. I will stop." You looked at the both of them, sitting on either side of you. "For you two."

Ominis let out a sigh. "I'll hold you to that, you know."

You smiled. "I know. I'll be needing it."

Sebastian grinned. "Now that you can block without collapsing like a pile of bricks, think I could show you a couple of spells?"

The night went on, and you started to realize how unimportant those trips to the Highlands really were. Why spend any time out there, when you had all you needed right in front of you?

#hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow x reader #ominis gaunt x reader #ominis gaunt #sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow x mc x ominis gaunt #platonic #sebastian sallow x mc #ominis gaunt x mc

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lucifer-is-a-bag-of-dicks · 8 days

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part 3 of #FreeRei (temporary title) with a Rei POV! and I finally get to explore my favourite flavour of Rei Todoroki, completely fucking unhinged and absolutely determined to make it Endeavor's problem

(you can read from the beginning here)

She felt a little silly, practically vibrating with glee over a bit of basic shopping, but it had been so long, even just the feel and sound of the money jingling in her hands was almost nostalgic, like something from a long ago dream. It almost didn't feel real.

The woman behind the counter was tilted back on a tall stool, a braided tendril of dark brown hair streaked with grey lifted a can of coffee to her lips as she flipped through a gossip rag. There were was a photo of two heroes on the cover that Rei vaguely recognised, one with long white ears and one with red wings, she was pretty sure they were both in the top ten, but it was hard to keep up with current hero rankings when she wasn't allowed to watch the news. They were covered in obnoxious yellow text declaring something about a secret relationship, they just looked like friends having coffee together to her.

If only they knew of the scandal sitting right beneath everyone's noses, she wondered what kind of mockery the bright yellow text would make about her husband's misdeeds, had they not been covered up at every turn. Something outrageous and distasteful probably.

'No. 1 Hero or No Good Husband?'

'Flame Hero's Marriage up in Smoke!'

'Endeavor Beats Villains in the Streets and his Wife in the Sheets!'

Rei put her items on the counter and tried to hold back the giddy grin she could feel pulling at her lips, she failed to keep from bouncing on her toes. The woman put her magazine down and shifted her seat back onto all fours, she paused as tired eyes tracked Rei's constant motion.

"Someone's in a good mood this morning." she commented in a husky monotone, her hair grabbing the items to scan them. "What's got you so excited?"

"Oh you know," Rei laughed nervously. "It's just nice to be out of the house, I'm not normally allow- I don't get out much." she clamped her lips shut with an airy little chuckle.

Be careful be careful don't be suspicious don't get caught can't go back can't go back-

"Right," the woman said, gaze flitting over Rei as if looking for something, Rei tugged her sleeve down, making sure her hospital grade quirk cancelling cuff was well hidden beneath her hoodie, the woman's keen eyes tracked the motion before quickly glancing to the side. "He got something to do with that?" she asked, jerking her head toward the window where Touya was pacing back and forth on the phone.

"Oh, no! No no that's just my son, he's a good boy, he's nothing like his- he's just helping me with my shopping!" Rei could feel her legs trembling, she'd barely been out of the hospital for a few hours and she was already fucking everything up, shit she shouldn't have said he was her son shit shit shit.

Won'tgobackwon'tgobackwon'tgoback-

"Alright then," the woman's narrowed eyes shifted back down as she bagged the items, ringing up the total and counting the scattered change Rei's trembling hands dropped onto the counter.

"Sorry, but you're 100¥ short." The woman shrugged, frowning at the bag, a tendril of hair fidgeted with one of her earrings.

"Oh," Touya had scrounged through all of his pockets to gather that change, she was pretty sure it was the last of his money. "Um, you can take out the toothbrush then."

"So just the face masks and hair dye?" the woman asked in a carefully neutral tone, her braids curled over on themselves in the air behind her. "Going for a new look?"

"Haha, yeah I just figured it was time to do something different you know?" Rei tilted her head innocently, putting on her best unassuming polite smile, the one she'd learned could keep the new nurses from checking under her tongue after giving her sedatives at night.

The woman kept staring at the bag as she chewed at the inside of her cheek. Rei could feel sweat beading at her hairline, she glanced around at anything she could potentially use as a weapon should it come to that, she didn't particularly want to bludgeon this woman's head in but-

I won't go back I won't I won't I won't I won't I won't I won't I won't I won't I won't I won't I WON'T-

The woman sighed heavily and pushed the plastic bag toward Rei, the toothbrush still inside.

"I'll overlook the 100¥, if you answer a question for me," she said, eyes locking onto Rei's, her expression sank into something softer, concerned. "If someone comes in here later asking if I've seen a woman with white hair, should I keep my mouth shut?"

Rei's stomach did an odd little swoop, her heart was beating in her throat. "I would... I would be very very grateful if you did." she said in a small, trembling voice.

The woman nodded, her smile melancholy, a braided tendril picked up the bag and dropped it into Rei's hands before going lax against her back, the rest stopped their antsy fidgeting to follow suit. "Good luck girl, stay safe alright?"

Rei's hands and feet tingled as she walked out of the store, as soon as the cool early morning air hit her face she took in a deep and desperate lungful, her chest ached like she couldn't get enough in.

Touya seemed to have finished his phone call as he was simply lounging low on a public bench just outside. His head was tilted back as he stared up at a nearby streetlight, eyebrows furrowed, lost in thought, his pale, almost translucent eyelashes practically glowed under the yellow tinted light. Despite all of his scars his face still looked so... gentle, so unlike Natsuo who'd inherited Enji's squared jaw and broad shoulders, Touya was all soft edges and elegant curves.

He looks like me.

The thought lightened her chest and her breathing slowed back down to a regular pace. A different emotion climbed up her throat, something warm and pleasant, this was her son, all grown up. Even after everything Enji had done, after he tried to mould Touya into a monster like him, after he left her baby boy to burn alive alone on that mountaintop, he was here, right in front of her, alive.

And he looks like me.

Touya lifted his head, whatever thoughts were ghosting behind his eyes cleared as he stood up and offered her his arm, Rei took it, and they walked out into the early morning, the barest hint of light seeping into the dark sky.

You tried to take him from me but he isn't yours anymore, he's mine mine mine mine and I will rip you apart with my bare hands before I ever let you come between me and my son again Enji I swear it on my breath and my bones I will never let you have him you don't deserve him you don't deserve any of us.

The distant sounds of birds and traffic began to wake the sleeping streets, as the edge of sunlight peeked at them between buildings, Touya pulled one of the medical facemasks from the plastic bag hanging from Rei's wrist and handed it to her. He tugged her dark blue hoodie over her head before the light could catch on the bright white strands of her hair, she always loved seeing her children play at dawn and dusk, especially in the winter, the angled sunshine from the snow making their hair practically glow, they looked almost ethereal, otherworldly.

You were right to be afraid of letting me out, I spent years pretending I wasn't clawing at the walls, fooling the doctors, fooling my own children, but I couldn't fool you, you knew you broke me beyond repair, you knew I wasn't going to forget what I promised you the last time you dared look me in the eye.

Sometimes she would hope that some spirit of light would realise it had left its children down on earth where they didn't belong, she would hope that one day when they played out in the late afternoon they would chase those sunlit snowflakes up up up into the sky, far away from the house that had wrongfully trapped them within its walls, far away from her husband's burning cruelty and blistering neglect, she would hope that when the sun finally set and took its light away from her garden, it would take her children home with it. Some days, the bad days after the fire on Sekoto, she would forget that it was only a daydream, she would sit in the yard with Shouto held up to the sky, and with tears in her eyes she would beg those sunlit snowflakes to take her baby away somewhere safe, to take him to wherever they took Touya.

Mark my fucking words Enji Todoroki I will bathe myself in your blood I will carve your hollow heart from your chest and crush it in my fist as I watch the light die in your eyes and I'm going to laugh and laugh and laugh and LAUGH-

"What's so funny?" Touya smiled gently down at her, his eyes as blue as his father's but utterly void of the terrifying cold indifference that once haunted her daily waking life.

"Oh it's nothing," she assured him, hysterical giggles still fighting their way up her throat, her cheeks ached but she couldn't stop smiling. "I'm just so happy to have you back sweetheart."

Touya was quiet for a few moments, when he finally spoke his voice was thick with something close to melancholy.

"I... yeah... me too."

#lula's mha brainrot #mha #dabi #touya todoroki #rei todoroki #mha fanfiction #lula's fanfics

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schro4444 · 6 months

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About the Kaito keeping his secret ID through Refuge In Audacity do you think Conan stuck with his first guess that KID was younger than 20 or later dismissed it as KID wearing a mask? (Ik this isn't relevant to the kuroba sitcom but I had Ditto in the brain haha)

I personally hc that he logicked it away as "he can't be THAT young, learning all those skills he has would take time" and then Kaito TOLD HIM his mom was Phantom Lady who did crazy gymnastics so she couldn't have been very old and dissappeared a scant 20 years ago and Conan went "welp"

Ik that Hakuba figured KID's age through DNA and then compared to highschool databases across the country, but first that's not how DNA tests work, the length that tells how old someone is changes from person to person, and second, I'm not familiar w Japanese laws regarding privacy and DNA databases but I'm fairly sure that what Hakuba did was like. Super illegal. Probably why Hakuba hauled ass back to London after that case actually, I bet he only got away with it bc nepotism (IT'S SURE ILLEGAL IN THE UK)

I still rlly want to know if Hakuba sat KID down w an optometrist board and an IQ test though, HOW did he get that data. Like I bet Toichi and Chikage never even got Kaito tested bc they thought it funnier to keep people guessing just HOW smart he was, plus Kaito wanted to share class with Aoko and Nakamori wanted her to be in a class where she could make friends her age, and that was the end of the topic

(oh man this ended up long, MY BAD)

first of all, omg im honored, tysm for reading ditto :D <3

GREAT QUESTION I think conan kept it in mind, but became less sure of himself over time. conan/shinichi has a pretty skewed idea of what kids are capable of doing, and I think he knows this about himself, so it’s reasonable for him to think “...nah, it would be insane if a high schooler was doing all this… right?” and if he was basing his original age guess off of what he could see of kid’s face and body shape, well, he learned very quickly that kid can change any of those traits at any time. who’s to say that kid wasn’t wearing makeup/a mask/anything else that might change his silhouette? …left to his own devices for long enough, conan can become a victim of his own overthinking, lol.

aaaand then kaito dropped the Phantom Lady tidbit. that, if anything, seemed to me like a peace offering of some kind? possibly meant to even the playing field between them? as always, it’s hard to tell what shinichi and kaito actually Know in canon, though I’m of course personally a fan of them knowing the least amount of information possible while still being as intelligent as we know they are. because shenanigans >:D

if we want to have fun with it ;) , I think the phantom lady reveal only narrows down kid’s age to,,,,, younger than 30? ish? it mostly gives conan an upper limit, since he doesn’t know whether kid was born before or after her retirement, and she easily could’ve retired in her early 30s. what it Does confirm is that this kid isn’t the original one, but that only narrows his identity down to “probably a protege of kid #1.” from there, the biggest bit of provable evidence against kaito is that his father died right when the original kid disappeared, but that’s still a pretty big logic leap to make when you aren’t around kaito all the time (like hakuba is). and toichi had students, too! who knows who else he taught besides yukiko and sharon? who is more likely to be kaitou kid: an undercover protege of toichi’s, or his teenage son who has an alibi for multiple heists?

best I can tell from some brief research, in Japan, DNA collection isn’t regulated for law enforcement, but hakuba isn’t law enforcement, he’s a consultant at best. I think other DNA tests for ppl age 16+ require consent of the person, and 16 or younger require the consent of a parent. hakuba has NEITHER. hakuba was saved from being a juvenile criminal by nepotism and the fact that nakamori laughed in his face instead of charging him with obstruction of justice or something. and yeah, that’s Absolutely Not How DNA Tests Work adjfksjdj

FR THO!! now I’m imagining hakuba chasing kid through a museum yelling “WHAT NUMBER LOGICALLY FOLLOWS THE SERIES ACCORDING TO THE GIVEN PATTERN” while kid answers with, like, extremely confused perfect accuracy. “400 iq” honestly sounds more like something hakuba made up to explain the fact that kid could answer the iq test questions while rappelling down a skyscraper lol. and I totally agree, kaito’s probably never been officially tested—it’s important for kids to be with their peers, especially when you’re already likely to have child prodigy syndrome. also because kaito and aoko get along so well, they would run the risk of never making other friends (cough shinichi cough). plus, the kurobas probably like to avoid official records as much as possible, and scoring even in the 160+ range would gather attention that their family of internationally-wanted criminals does Not need

#without Specific Situations happening to them kaito and shinichi have very little context for each other’s lives #hakuba is a hilarious character. kaito takes refuge in audacity but audacity really is hakuba’s downfall #ditto posting #kuroba family sitcom #dcmk #dc #mk #schrasks #magic kaito

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kimbap-r0ll · 2 years

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Hii!! First of all I want to say I love your work especially with the Japanese urban legends one and speaking of Japanese urban legends i want to request dorm leaders with a kuchisake-onna s/o. Thank you in advance and no pressure!

Ahh I’m glad you liked it! Thank you for the ask! I remember being scared of the kuchisake-onna too when I was a kid (so many folklore stuff that kept me up at night haha).

Dorm leaders with a kuchisake-onna!s/o

Riddle

He wouldn’t really know you were one until you decide to show him. This is because you spend most of your time wearing a mask over your mouth.

He offered to have tea with you, and at first you were super adamant on not having tea with him, but you said it wasn’t because of him but because of your, well, mouth. He says he will be fine, and offers to have tea in Ramshackle if it makes you comfortable.

You slowly take off your mask, trying your best to not show too much of your face, and finally Riddle sees what you mean by “a scary face,” except he’s not scared at all. He might be slightly disturbed, but he doesn’t mind. You aren’t out to kill him either, you just happen to have a different look.

He simply tells you not to be afraid of him disliking you, and offers to pour you some tea. You end up having a great time with him! If anyone decides to insult you, he will likely off their head then and there. Might seem harsh, but he tells the student that the Queen of Hearts was a compassionate queen, and thus he will not allow any kind of verbal or physical attacks on others.

Leona

He thought you were sick eternally, and probably teased you about this whenever the weather got colder.

He decided to walk in while you had your mask off one day and he probably jumped back in shock. You quickly cover your mouth with your hand and apologize, saying that you didn’t want to scare him with your looks.

But, he just stares at you, and then he laughs. “Why would I, a lion, be afraid of you? Don’t cover your mouth,” he walks over to you and lifting your chin up, he probably removes your hand and kisses you.

He will smirk as you are a flustered mess, and he tells you that he’s glad you’re not sick. He won’t care how you look, if anything, he finds it unique and cool. He won’t tell you to keep your mask off, but you won’t have to worry about wearing it around when alone with him!

Azul

He thought you were insecure about something to do with your mouth, and honestly, he’s right! He just didn’t know what it was that made you afraid of showing your face. He was sure you were beautiful!

He likely made you something while Mostro Lounge was closed for the night, just to have some alone time with you. You tell him that you’ll just bring the food back to your dorm, but he insists you stay.

You sigh, tell him to promise to not be afraid of your face, and he agrees. In a held breath, you remove your mask and attempt to smile at him. He looks a bit surprised, but that is quickly changed to a look of endearment.

“Pearl, you look beautiful,” he starts, and he cups your cheek with his hand. You feel tears prick your eyes as you can feel how much he means what he says. You end up staying and eating the food, but most importantly the two of you share a wholesome moment. He will make you feel so special, he doesn’t want you to ever feel the kind of self-hurt he felt growing up, and so will do everything to make you comfortable with your mouth!

Kalim

He was curious about what the mask was for, probably thought you had some kind of illness.

One day, he decides to ask and keep asking until you decide to show him. You tell him to not be scared, and if he is to tell you. You take of your mask and try to shy away from him. But instead of showing horror, he shows interest. He probably thought you got in a fight and ended up getting your lips like that haha.

“You look so cool! I’m glad you were able to show me!” he beams. “Oh yeah, is it okay if I kiss you?”

The two of you share your first kiss there, and it makes your stomach do flips at how soft his lips are. He will make sure you know he’s totally fine with you keeping your mask on or off around him, and will make you feel confident in your looks. The next time you look in the mirror, you find yourself smiling at your looks because of how much you know Kalim accepts you.

Vil

He probably wondered the most why you would cover your face. You are beautiful, so why cover it?

He will ask you one day to do makeup with you, just to see what exactly you look like without something hiding your mouth. You stammer out an explanation of what you are, and he listens. Afterwards, he will still insist to see you, and assures you that he won’t be at the least afraid. So, trusting his words, you take off your mask.

You wince, waiting for the beauty critic to throw insults at how your mouth looks. But instead, you hear him sigh as he takes your head to face him directly. You open your eyes slowly, only to meet his piercing violet ones. “You worry that people will not like you for what you look like? Don’t be ridiculous, you put to shame so many with your beauty alone. You look absolutely stunning, love,” he tells you with a soft smile, then he pecks your lips with a kiss.

The rest of the day goes in a blur for you because of how good Vil made you feel. He probably helped you with your lipstick since you never did it before (you didn’t have a reason to since you always covered your lips). He will make you feel confident in your body, and anyone who tries to make you feel bad will feel the housewarden’s wrath.

Idia

Idia thinks that you are like him; you don’t like showing your face outside of his room.

But you decide to explain one day while hanging out in his room that you think you’re cursed due to the shape of your mouth. Idia says he’s totally cool with anything scary, and tells you he’s fine with you showing your face.

You eventually take your mask off after he wins in a bet while playing a video game, and he doesn’t react at all. He instead nods, smiles a bit, and tells you “hey you look like that one boss we fought last week, totally cool my guy.”

He finds you fascinating rather than terrifying, and he makes you comfortable while the two of you are alone. He totally gets not wanting to show your face in public, and will respect your choices no matter what.

Malleus

He probably knew something was up with your mouth and asked if you were a kuchisake-onna.

He surprised you, and when he saw your eyes go wide and you cover your already masked mouth, he smiles and nods.

“I understand how you are afraid people will fear you, but do not worry, y/n. I will not be afraid of you,” he tells you this and puts a hand on your shoulder. You end up taking off your mask and asking if he’s telling the truth. He tells you of course, and then says he’ll prove it. He does this by kissing you then and there.

He understands what it means to be anxious that others are terrified of you and will do his best to comfort you about this. Just know that he thinks you should smile more, and he thinks you look beautiful no matter what you are.

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tohisprettyc00l · 10 months

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A new best friend chapter 2

A/n: new plan to keep up my one post-a-day quota I'll post a chapter of this (If I have it ready)

Part 1

You did your missions as usual. Or as usual, as it could be. You kept thinking about talking to The Collector again. Your brain had just fully comprehended what happened. Once you finished your missions it had gotten dark. You reported your success to Belos and then entered your room. You hopped onto your bed and attempted to go to bed.

No matter how much you tossed and turned you couldn't fall asleep. You got up and started walking the Coven halls. While it wasn't prohibited to be awake this late, there was a time you had to wake up. Which resulted in almost no one being up that late. Your eyes kept wandering to the room the Colltor was in. Each time you shooke your head trying to distract yourself. You grabbed a cup of water a slowly sipped from it.

"What are you doing up?" You jumped at the sudden voice. You shot your head to where the voice was coming from. You saw the Golden Gaurd standing with his arms crossed. "There's no rule I can't. Why are you still wearing your mask?" He took his mask off. "I just finished a mission." "Ah. you should probably start trying to sleep." "Was on my way." He said and started walking. You looked at him confused. "Must've had a long day you thought." You started walking back to your room.

You lay down and, unsurprised you still couldn't fall asleep. Your mind was filled with thoughts of the promise you made to the Collector. "Should I just do it right now? He seemed pretty anxious... But he's probably asleep. Wait. Can he even sleep?" You just kept your eyes shut until sunrise. Once you heard birds start chirping you got up. You rubbed your eyes. You looked at your clock to see what time it was. 5:00. Whatever you decided to just get up. While you were getting ready you just mentally prepared yourself to fail most of your missions and gain a few scars.

You stretched and walked the halls. The earliest you can get missions for the day is 5:30 so you decided to clear your mind and finally talk to the Collector again. You went back to the room you first found them in. Before entering you quickly looked around. After you were sure the coast was clear you opened the door. "Yoo-hoo! Anybody here?" You called out. The Collector appeared. "You really came back!" He yelled in excitement. "Shh please be quiet. Other people are sleeping." The Collector just looked at you confused but decided to listen to you anyway.

"So what's with this mirror thingy?" You pointed at a circular piece of glass with a crescent moon shape on it. "That's what the Titan trapped me in!" "Would you be free if you broke it?" You asked picking it up. "No no no- Don't do that! I'm not sure what it would do but it would probably make me disappear forever!" You quickly put the mirror down. "Why do you look so tired?" The Collector asked. "Because I didn't sleep." "Wha- Don't mortals need to do that?" You laughed, "Haha! Yeah." The Collector looked confused. "Anyway- what's on your agenda today?" "What?" "Like your missions!" "Oh I don't get those until 5:30." You explained.

"Hmm, Would've thought Belos would want you to get missions done as soon as possible." "It's probably so he can get everything in order first. Also so we're not too tired, which I am. So I'm trying to get ready to tell him I failed." You said with a clear nervous tone to your voice. "Welp, it can't be helped! But you seem to already have quite a few scars.' He pointed to a scar on your leg. "So you probably know how to patch yourself up." You gave a forced smile"You're right," You got up, "I need to get going, to get my missions." "Okay see you after you're done!" The Collector said waving. "Huh? I mean... Yeah, see you later." You gave the deity finger guns and then left.

You left and started walking to get your missions. After waiting for other scouts you finally entered. "May I get my missions?" You asked bowing. Belos started listing off missions and you wrote them down. "Thank you for trusting me with these missions. I will do my best." You said and Belos dismissed you. You exited the room. You sighed, welp there goes any hope of having an easy day. The first mission is to slay a selkidomus.

You hopped upon Salty's boat. You told him where to go and he sailed you to said place. Once you got off you searched for the selkidomus. You saw a mother and baby and you paused. "It's a terrible beast. It's a terrible beast. It's a terrible-" You whispered to yourself but stopped once you got close enough. "I can't do it." You sat down, "What if I just lie to Belos? No, he'd be able to tell." You checked your list again. You re-read the mission and it specified he wanted you to retrieve the scales. An idea popped into you're head. You walked closer to the beast and tied vines around both the mother and infant. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry!" You said you cut off a few of the mother's scales. Thankfully it didn't seem to hurt the mother, but it did seem to piss her off.

You ran away and got rid of your vines when you thought you were far away enough. Well turns out you were wrong. Suddenly a huge shadow loomed over you. The selkidomus seemed ready to attack. You quickly wrapped yourself in an abomination goop and teleported onto the ship. "Salty start leaving!" You commanded. He did as he was told and left as soon as prompted. You sat down and felt like passing out. Using that much magic wasn't wise.

The day continued similarly avoiding death by the skin of your teeth. And then you failed two missions. You felt your heart sink to your stomach. While it was rare it wasn't unheard of for you to fail two missions. But to do it a day after you failed a different mission? Yeah, you're fucked.

You stood in front of the throne room door, your fist trembling above the wood. You gave three quick knocks on the door. "Enter." You heard the emperor call out. You entered shaking violently. "May I speak?" You asked. "Proceed." You dropped off the scales. "I have received the scales, I have done most of what you have told me to do." "Most?" Belos asked sharply. "Yes, sadly two wild witches got away." Suddenly there was a harsh stinging pain in your arm. You bit your lip to stop yourself from crying out and clasped your hand over your arm. "I hate to do this, but you can't keep failing. You have to know your failures have consequences." "I und-understand." You coughed out. "You are dismissed. You nodded and left.

As soon as you were out of the throne room you ran to your room. You saw scouts look at you with sympathy. You half-hazard disinfected your wound and wrapped it up. You stared at the ceiling blankly and closed your eyes. Which caused you to drift off to sleep.

#toh x reader #the owl house x reader #collector x reader #the collector x reader

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throwaway-yandere · 1 year

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(Nutjob anon!)

I FINALLY could sit down and finish reading the chapter 😭 It was sooo good! When I saw that you could leave a comment for Tighnari, for some reason it never crossed my mind that it will be used for the next chapter! That it was just for you to know how people felt about him... Alas, I had a shocked expression when I saw my comment there (the fur one) DKFICKFRUW If I knew, I would have said something softer just to help with Capo's mental health... if it would have done something, so much vitriol but for what? At least capo was in character the whole time, or else Tighnari would have suspected something because... he burned an entire mansion and capo's underboss, yet this is how you are treating him? Completely suspicious.

Not an inch of sadness in me about the lost Venti route; the man have been avoiding me for a year and I choose Cyno over him, so it is obvious which loss affected me more 💀 but... I'm starting to realise that Cyno is, probably, the most dangerous one out of the three main LI. If he ever gets his hand on the Gnosis (probably think he is the right one to use it. Being a man dedicated to the gods, who but him is the best candidate to appreciate a divine mechanism?), that will solidify his spot. I wonder if by making him tag along would have prevent Haitham from almost dying, as funny as it is. But the chance of still having Rosaria do the job while he kept Capo company is quite high, so poor Haitham, destined to always suffer OFJFIEIE And, while talking about Cyno, his % raised quite fast, even after just one interaction... which makes me wonder: what will happen if, let's say, his meter reaches 100% before the end of the common route? Will we immediately pass to his route, or do we have to wait until reaching point of divergences and the higher % will be the route that will take place?

Haitham being the less problematic of the three was something that I wasn't expecting (at least for now). We don't know how high Tighnari's meter is, but something tells me that it will be somewhat difficult to lower it. He is aware he is dealing with a "cold blood murderer", has seen how Capo work and behave... anything that was told to him this chapter, was something he probably expected (yet, it still hurts him to hear). The only thing I belive would decrease or even change his goal, is killing both Cyno and Collei.

AND HOW DARE YOU??? KILLING LINDHART LIKE THAT?

Ansy: *shots Lindhart* Why would Tighnari do this?

On top of that, that siesta better be the mortal equivalent of a God's slumber, given the options you presented for Dottore 🙃

(Also... may I raise the possibility of Capo addressing Scaramouche as Polly Pocket? Or just Dolly 😂 any doll of that era will do)

I think that's all I have to say for now, probably forgot something but oh well AIFJJFKF I saw that Dottore fic on your writting list, so I'll like to recommend this song I found a week ago! It's...something haha.

MAJOR OCMC CHAPTER 3 SPOILERS:

I LOVE how you brought Cyno up.

It's funny how the most "holiest" love interest from the main three four is the one who is the most willing to spill blood. But are you sure him obtaining a gnosis will solidify his spot? A man who constantly speaks of justice and morals must be compensating for something, wouldn't you agree?

These three are creepy in their own right.

Tighnari has a tendency to "infantilize" and thinks he knows what's best for you. He thinks that as your friend, he knows what's best. He can be a hypocrite when he wants to be. "Life is not an expendable commodity and knowledge should not be wielded like a scepter" but the moment YOU'RE the one in danger these type of righteousness mutterings are out the window. Tighnari is fully aware of what he says and does. It's his way of masking his own guilt. If Tighnari can wield a hydro gnosis just fine, then he must be doing the right thing... Right?

Alhaitham has a crazy hyperfixation that would be seen as "romantic" but honestly if I wrote that segment as what it honestly is in a general perspective and not his: a creep who can't get over his first crush for 6 years and would break into people's (kaveh and cyno's) houses to eavesdrop & gain information– then you'd probably think twice if he's the least problematic LI. A horror story can be worded into an unrequited romance with just a few tweaks.

And then there's Cyno, who can easily hide behind the excuse that all he's doing is for work. It's technically half of the truth. It is work. He's been watching your career ever since you became a Capo and he's so good at his job that you never once met him before the Innamorati Familia Manor Incident. Imagine how difficult it would've been if he never showed his face– the possibility that Capo can pin the crime on him would be slim to none. He's too competent, really. Compared to these three four, you'd have the hardest time defeating Cyno in a fight. You lack physical strength but excel in speed– the inquisitor has both. Just let him handle everything. It's what Lesser Lord Kusanali would've wanted.

Kaveh on the other hand, is a different story. He's certainly a "fun" LI. The architect has known you for quite a while but fate is literally against him whenever he wants to meet you. Kaveh's a breath of fresh air compared to these three. Just make sure Alhaitham is taken care of.

As for your other comments...

I fricking love the short answer segment it makes me feel like I know my readers more afterwards. Still wish there was a way for me to include the "Hatsune Miku would never" line lmao. Your fur line was pretty dope I liked it!!!

I have a second account (that I don't really use. I just open it whenever there are codes and wish–) and I think venti hates me. He was guaranteed and yet I still have to hit exact 90 to get him... Yeah so anyways he's still level 40 lmao. Better than my main account where all the archons hate me and Nahida dropped C2 Diluc on me–

BTW: If Cyno tagged along Alhaitham will DIE. Rosaria is hesitant to kill Alhaitham out of respect for you but Cyno? He's gone immediately, and he could make it seem like an accident. You would be suspicious of him yes– but at least one of the major competition is out of the way.

Routes mostly depends on the story progression BUT if an LI reaches 50% then it's automatically THEIR route. This is why if you really want the main three four I suggest avoiding secret routes because their points are the easiest to obtain but the hardest to find. (Diluc is literally around half of 50% over one interaction. If you don't want him leave him alone.)

"the only thing that would decrease his chance is killing both Cyno and Collei" which is why Cyno us hard to get rid off. He has the church's support + Tighnari's friendship and Tighnari can hide behind his cure. And Alhaitham? Ha. He has absolutely nothing. He's the real definition of "replaceable."

... and haha whoops my bad?– hAHAHHA I JUST THOUGHT YEAH LINDHART PROBABLY WOULDN'T SIDE WITH THE FASCISTS, TOO MUCH WORK, HE'D PROBABLY AGREE TO DIE INSTEAD–

Dottore is so fricking fun lololol, I'm taking Webttore instead of in game!dottore here because I like feral men.

Stan webttore– also, interesting song choice for dottore... Ehehe....

#ansytea-talks #tag: ocmc - cta #yandere cyno #yandere alhaitham #yandere tighnari #nutjob anon

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4kennels · 9 months

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MAN’S BEST FRIEND

Fred had those innocent eyes, wide, blue, and always searching for hope. I could never turn away from him when he spoke to me in his calm, confident way. I loved when we did nothing else but stare ahead and watch the world pass us by. Him next to me and me at his side. We could share so many experiences just being in each other’s company. My dick started to get hard thinking about him.

I’m not sure why Fred cared the way he did for me. He was like a brother- a mentor. He said I was helpless, and it was endearing. I think when he told me he was struggling not to say the word “cute” when describing me. I’m not a huge guy. You could probably pick me up. I have scruff on my face. I think I look a bit pathetic. He said once that he severely wanted to protect me against anything.

I have to admit it. I had desires for Fred. I don’t remember exactly when it began, but over time I looked forward to seeing him more than I last remember and for reasons more than just having someone to talk to.

“Hey SG, I’m going to stop by your place after work.” Fred said on the phone. I popped a nug into my pipe and lit up. We might watch some shit on the tele and talk about our day like usual. We usually ordered a pizza and just told the night to fuck off.

“I’ve been thinking about this for a while now, SD. I want a dog.” Fred said. That sounded like a good idea for him. He’s the sweetest guy I know and there was no doubt he’d be great with animals.

“But I want it to be special. I need you to help me find the right companion dog, SG.” His voice was energetic, and almost anxious. Of course I would help him find the right one. Freddy deserved the best. I would do anything for him.

“So what kind do you want?” I asked him.

“Well. I need a companion type. Big, a bit shaggy is cool.” Haha Shaggy. “Maybe somewhat curious and a little goofy could be cool. I love dogs with personality. We can stop by the local shelter and a couple shops and have a look.”

“Sure thing, bro. We’ll get you the best dog in the world.” I said.

The weed started to hit. I could feel the room spinning just slightly. A new occurrence from this hybrid strain I picked up. It was a slight orange and had crazy fibers. Mans Best Friend I think it was called.

"Pick you up at seven?

“Sure, see you then.” We hung up and I slouched deeper into the worn leather sofa. I started to pass out and was quickly whisked into a deep slumber.

Next thing I knew Freddy was knocking at the door. I had to shoot out of my deep sleep struggling to regain my balance as I scrambled to unlatch the deadbolt.

“Hey boy!” Freddy said. He lit up the room with that face. “You ready to go?” I sort of did a jump of excitement. I loved going out to places with him. Again I felt a slight chubby well up inside me. God! Why am I getting an erection now?

“Oh what’s that?” Freddy paused for a second. I froze- couldn’t even look at his face, afraid he had looked down. To my relief he was looking over at the kitchen table. I had been going through my closet earlier that morning and by some random chance had pulled out the great dane costume I wore two years back.

“That’s your dog costume isn’t it!” He said enthusiastically as he walked over to it and ruffled the pieces of synthetic fur.

“Yeah. Was rearranging the closet.” I said, trying to remember why I pulled that costume out. I remembered that year. He had gone as a Norse viking in a goblin mask. God his pecs looked great against that leather harness. I kept pulling his mask off during the party and he’d reply, “I would have gotten away with it too if it hadn’t been for that meddling dog!” We got hit on by so many girls.

“I think I really want a great dane.” Freddy said. They’re really loyal if I remember." Freddy was playing with the diamond shaped costume collar. “And the way they can sniff shit out, it’s almost uncanny. And they are so intuitive, it’s almost human” He picked up the collar and held it up with two hands. “We really kicked ass that year, didn’t we!”

We really did. It was a great night. Everyone got really drunk and I think I had one too many pot brownies. As the night went on, me and him had a long talk out in the back of that tudor mansion. We sat in the private gazebo for hours just watching the foggy dusk start to grow light. I think he kept his arm around me the whole time, for balance probably. I didn’t think much of it because we were both drunk and that’s just what drunk people do. I remember he stroked my skin in that fur costume. His hands felt amazing. At one point I think he was playing with my collar.

As I watched him hold that collar I remembered the way it felt to be a costume dog sitting next to that hunk of a man. He held the collar up to my chest now. “It really fits you well doesn’t it.”

‘Fits me well?’ I wondered. Again my emotions were bubbling up. I really felt like a helpless dog in front of him.

“I gotta admit, SG, I’m having some depression ever since Vee went off to Medical School. That’s why i need this companion dog. I need someone to sit beside me and just waste the night away. And there’s too many raccoons around too. A good loyal great dane is just what I need to protect my house and make me feel great.” Freddy was pressing the plastic novelty collar against my neck now.

My crotch got tighter. His rough hands emanated warmth. My heart skipped. I froze, staring at his luscious lips. God what was wrong with me?

“SD, can you be my dog?” My throat tightened like a vault.

“What?”

"Like just pretend. I mean I know it doesn’t make any sense. But I took this method acting class once and they said if you pretend it gives you insight into the real thing. I want a dog, but I want to make sure because having a dog is a big step. Like I know it’s a weird request. But I want to know the feeling of having one by my side. And you have so many great qualities just like a dog "

II should have gotten offended, but my dick was doing the transformation thing again. Why did it sound so good? It really was a weird request. But I would do so much for Freddy. Pretending to be a dog for him for an hour wouldn’t be the most extreme thing I’d be willing to do. No doubt I was ready to pretend.

“Yeah I guess it wouldn’t hurt. What should I do, Fred?”

“Well you got this great costume still. Here put on the collar. I’ll help you.”

Freddy reached around to my neck, brushing the thick colorful piece of rubber against my soft skin. The metal name tag sent a wave of surprise across my body as the cold metal made contact. I heard the fastener snap in place. “Click!” I felt something inside me change. He set his hand on my back, straightening the collar.

“There we go, now you look like my dog!” Freddy said laughing. “Now you just have to act like one!” Muy face got nervous. My erection was getting a bit obnoxious. Fred noticed. He gave me a slightly larger smile. Oh God I couldn’t look. I turned away and faced the opposite wall. He grabbed my hand and turned me back to face him. I was greeted with an ego-less smile.

“Okay, master. As your dog what should I do?” I said, trying to break the ice of my own nervousness.

“Well, I want to just watch some television and relax. Today was so rough. Let’s do that, pup!”

“Sounds good!”

Freddy walked over to the sofa and I followed.

“SG, no! Dogs don’t walk on two feet!” Whoops. He took a few steps back and pressed down on my shoulders. I lowered myself down onto the carpet, feeling myself grow more submissive as I shrunk to a bowing position.

“Now put your hands on the ground and point your head up high.”

I complied, feeling a little unsure about how to look like a proud dog while being in this dehumanizing position. It took a little getting used to, but after a few moments I felt I was emulating a dog pretty good and it didn’t feel so bad.

"Much better, SG. He bent down on one knee and started scratching me like a dog. I felt a wave of pleasure roll through me from his fingers. “Can you give me a bark, boy?”

"II let out a sharp “Woof!”

“Wow you’re a natural! Good boy! Now follow!” He shouted. I walked on fours as we made our way to the beat up sofa. “Sit by my feet, pup.” He said as he pointed to a spot on the carpet next to him.

I positioned myself by his large size 11 feet. He turned on the television and casually kicked off his shoes. I felt a soft foot rub against my stomach. A set of commercials started up.

“Hey boy, I know this is a bit weird, but I don’t think dogs wear clothes. Could you take off your shirt?” Again I looked up at him with nervous confusion. He was lighting up a bowl of Mans Best Friend. I slowly pulled my shirt off with his bare sock guiding me. He massaged my bare chest with his feet as they wandered lower down my chest towards my jeans. I could feel his toes tugging at them.

“Still not quite full dog. Let’s take off those pants too.” God he looked sexy up there on that couch with his feet all over me. I unbuckled my pants and pulled them off alongside my tight white underwear. I felt so naked, so exposed. Freddy smiled. His foot was on my cock. I just know I was soaking those fibers with my precum. He seemed not to pay any mind and we both went back to watching the show. I was too nervous to do anything else. His foot kept caressing my cock. It was fully erect now and leaking snail trails.

He momentarily took a break to take another hit, then bent down to me and blew the exhale into my mouth.

“Boy, I love having you by my side.” Fred said assuringly.

“Me too, Fred.” I replied.

“Hey, dog’s don’t talk!” Fred laughed.

“I mean woof!” I said. My chest welled up with wanton desire. I wanted to be like this for Fred always. He started to scratch my ear some more. Fred blew more Mans Best Friend into my mouth. I was soon super stoned and blazed beyond belief. Soon I wasn’t even thinking in complete sentences. I just had ideas pop into my head and I imagined him sitting next to me at a dog park.

Why didn’t it feel more strange to be naked at the foot of my best friend? I think the weed made me tired again. I dozed off.

This time I had something of a vivid dream. I was sitting outside on a patch of grass looking into a familiar house. It was late afternoon and a heavy collar was sitting atop my shoulders. I felt around at it. There was a huge thick lock on it. My dick was on massive hard on mode, but something was keeping it from going full mast. I looked down. Oh fuck, my cock was locked up inside some metal enclosure. The sight of it only sent more blood rushing into it, causing even more pain. I had to breathe, forcing myself to ease the hard on to minimize my pain, or else.

II could feel myself wanting to just pant. I got an urge to scratch my ear with my leg. It felt nice being outside.

Then I saw Freddy through the glass scraping something into a metal bowl with a spoon. It made a familiar metal clink as it hit the sides. I knew that clink from anywhere! Dinner time! I sniffed the air.

I could smell food smells coming from the house. Beef probably- in a stew. I made a game of what master was eating. I could see him through the glass. He looked amazing- shirtless, wearing only a skin tight set of colorful underwear. His thighs were bulging and there was that familiar cut of abs.

He set the metal bowl down onto the floor and walked over to the doors to let me in. I wanted to run over to to him, but my legs tripped over themselves. They were bound in some material leggings that gave the illusion that I had dog paws for feet. I couldn’t stand up right. I took a look at my hands in front of me. They were planted firmly into the ground, wrapped in a matching set of leggings. I took a few seconds to try shifting my weight inside them. Of course, I WAS a dog!

I would have to walk on fours to support the rest of my body. I looked at him with hunger. My stomach did too.

“Boy, it’s dinner time!” He shouted. I was excited. The bowl, though far away and filled with a familiar chili mix, I knew would fill me up. It would smell nothing like whatever he was cooking and had been pre canned. I knew it very well, having had to eat it for most of my meals. I always would have preferred what master was eating, but that was people food and it was my master feeding me, so I was forever grateful at whatever he gave me. I was, after all, his dog.

I scrambled on fours to move into the kitchen, right up to my master’s feet. As I came up to him, he gave me a good strong scratch around my neck and head.

“Good boy! Good pup!”

I panted in silence, overwhelmed by a stomach of good feelings for him.

The dream ended and I woke up with a pipe in my hand and a half burned nug of weed. Fred had gone home, but next to me were a set of his worn socks. My clothes were nowhere to be found. I put my hand around my neck. Still wearing the novelty collar. In my head I heard Fred say “I love you, boy.” I wanted to just curl up right there and keep dreaming.

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tartrazeen · 11 months

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I have finally seen Across the Spiderverse!

tl;dr - amazing movie, folks here need to be more normal about Miguel

The longer version:

1. I'm so happy you people put that "Gwen is trans" theory in my head.

I got to watch the whole beginning of the movie like, "Omg, her dad is so supportive of her!"

And then I got to watch that part where Miles tells her, "We're the same. Uh - I mean, in the important ways, we're same," and be like "(⁠☞ﾟ⁠∀ﾟ⁠)⁠☞ Solid recovery, man."

And then I got to watch the part where Gwen comes back home, and when her dad asks her where she's been, appreciate the metaphor that'd be in, "I was off murdering all my best friends." Like - oof. I would not have caught the added meaning in a trans girl telling that to her father without this theory. A bit of "I guess he's not that supportive" followed by "Oh thank God, he's going to try harder through the power of movie magic and love and acceptance."

And that really hammered home the "Spider-man is a metaphor for coming out" with Miles, because he can't exactly pull a Misha Collins and come out as straight. As bi, though? As part of a big, interconnected web of LGBTQ2I+? Yeeeesssss.

Separately from that, I hope he and Gwen get together, really building off the "I'm gonna do my own thing" arc he's going through, paired with the "It doesn't end well" bit about Gwen falling for a Spider-man.

2. Loved how quickly they set up Spot.

I get him, I get the story, but they kept the pacing perfectly focused on the Spiderverse stuff. Spot's in the background but also developed well in the background. It's a perfect case of 'not too little' but especially - more importantly! - not too much.

3. Hobie is a fucking bro.

He showed up to help everyone - like one of the first things out of his mouth was, "Hey Miles, you can do better with your powers, here's some help." Loved him. And the fucking COMMON SENSE this guy had? I loved his little "haha anarchy" jokes, but this guy was on the Spiderverse's side completely - right up until he realized, "Nope, this shit has crossed a line" and immediately fought back against them. He didn't just help Miles and then quit. He helped Miles, quit, probably left assuming that Miguel wasn't gonna go completely batshit, and despite that assumption, still had the presence of mind to pass on his not-a-watch to Gwen.

And I think someone else wrote that he ran away? I disagree with characterization. He didn't panic and leave, and he didn't even abandon anybody. He disagreed, withdrew his support, and then left the others to come around at their own speed. I mean, Miguel hurried that speed up a lot, but that just speaks to how fast Hobie moved from "I agree with the Spiderverse" to "You guys are fucking facists." And the second he was tagged to help - after realizing how correct he was about the 'facist' thing - he was immediately back to actively fighting alongside Gwen. There was no passiveness on his side whatsoever. What a bro. And he even gave Gwen a place to stay when she needed it, which was such an extra point of community. 💖

4. Uhhhhhh can everyone please be more normal about Miguel...?

Because I watched that movie. I know like 5% of who this guy is. They gave us the Cliff notes of Sad Backstory and a glimpse - a glimpse! - into how he probably felt, but it was all from behind an iron mask. We haven't gotten into any of the real him yet, just the anger and outrage and fury.

So... people taking running with an obviously incomplete character? That's normal, fine, sure.

People taking that and running with it to slot him in as an uwu Top for Peter B.? Did you only go in looking for a ship, and did you have to be so weird about making it be the guy whose only defining traits are "Big" when his other and MORE IMPORTANT defining trait is "PoC whose race has been historically and actively fetishized for being violent sex objects"? 'Cause it's like everyone just scrubbed that 5% of what we know away to put him into this predefined "Big Dom Top" role with zero self-reflection, and handwaved how that once again perpetuates every racist stereotype this relates to. All to woobify the white guy some more.

I'm all for shipping, but you people literally don't know him. His story's pretty clearly being saved for the next movie, comic book sales show so many of you don't read those and definitely didn't before this (likely just stopping at what Wikipedia says), and went off of ~v i b e s~

And just happened to not notice how creepy and fetishizing it is that those were the vibes you were left with.

5. I teared up when Miles' story started. Yes, right after the opening title.

I wasn't expecting it, but as soon as the music started and that atmosphere was set, I just got hit with such a wave of, "This is unapologetically black." I heard the Puerto Rican vibes coming in later and both of them perfectly throughout the movie, but the centering of his blackness through the music alone. It was a 'great opening for a sequel' before that point. At that point? It was 'a brand-new story.' 💖💖💖💖 Representation bbyyyyy

#across the spider verse spoilers #across the spider verse #atsv

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dergeistvond · 1 year

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Regards to the besties that read Herumwüten - I probably will never rewrite it but looking through my drafts here is possibly my favourite thing I wrote for it: que me & the proxies going to McDonalds. @/yeschelseabuns has like 3 edits of her being the cashier and it's the funniest shit this fandom saw ever. Now Herumwüten, and this silly installment were all written in this spring so it may not be the best thing ever (it's bad imo) since 1st person pov isn't my cup of tea and neither was this one written very seriously. Still it's a silly little thing and I'd like for it to be seen. (It hasn't seen the sunlight since mfkin March I think)

⟪ It’s been a month since I’ve moved into the manor. Can’t say I’ve been doing much since then – maybe sewing a lot more to kill time. I’d love talk to more people from here but I just completely stagnate when it gets to it haha. Natalie’s been nice enough check in some times and stay for a while with me and Toby. He’s been really the only one I’ve been clinging to, coming in daily and just be a fool with me. He’s been taking the bed sometimes, I’d sleep on the windowsill, don’t mind it though, he only does it when he’s drop-dead tired - I’d feel bad get him move. I’ve been lending him my clothes sometimes as well, thank C. we’re same height, bandaged him at times. He’s like, my kid now I guess, I don’t care about the fact he’s older, I love him like that I suppose.

In return, he’s been trying make connections for me, correcting people that call me the wrong terms, speaking for me even - I guess just trying to make my move in easier. I’ve been pestering the Proxies obviously, can’t say it’s been well or bad, just awkward. It’s not like I don’t like them, I just can’t say a thing. Am I autistic? Is there something wrong with ⟫ a faint knock on my door made me drop the pen I’ve been noting down my thoughts with, “Come in!” I announce, seeing my boy walk through hesitant, closing the door behind. “-You’ll take your gear off when you talk to me.” I state further, hearing a faint sigh before he pulled down his mask, raising his goggles over his bangs.

“-What’s the matter, sales went down?” I crack a smile at my own joke, looking up at him from my cursive, mild discomfort on his scarred face. “Y-yeah, no, buh none… None of that. We’ve uhm, all got ssome time off-“ bone crack. “-fuhck. And uhm, the- the guys they wanna, y’know, er, go somewhere.” Bone crack number two, wherever they’re going it’s making Toby anxious – fidgeting with his fingers when he spoke. I shifted from my pose, sitting on the windowsill, tapping lightly the place beside. He sat down, broken noises between curses under his breath audible. “Alright.” “And they’re – they’re going by uhm, they’re going by c’car.”

Oh. I’m sorry. It’s obvious why you’re upset. It’s so clear why you’re shaking and tapping your foot like that. I,

I pulled him close, there was no way in Hell I’m leaving him like this, twitching – no, convulsing like that. “It’s going to be fine, you know Chief’s watching over us… You don’t have to go, y’know, democracy.” He pushed away at the joke, looking in mild disgust with those glazed eyes, “ye-yeah right.” “You wanna be afraid all your life?” “I buh– I don’t see you going to any medic either!” Fair enough, no need be snappy ‘bout it. “Do you think she’d want you to be afraid? Do you think she’d be happy with you like this?”

Maybe I should’ve kept measures of my words, receiving the heaviest slap right across the face I’ve got in my life so far. Suits me right, but I ain’t taking it back. With that he simply got up, and left. Very well then, go cry about it.

Maybe Robyn was right about me, just a thought. But now she’s dead anyway… Yeah, cool, alright, fine! I sighed, dropping my journal in exchange of putting on my sneakers, before getting up to brush my short hair and putting on my coat. If he wants to be like that, fine. None of my business, let him be.

I left my room finally, looking around the hall. Should’ve asked if they’re waiting for me before deciding to pull that stunt – it’s fine. It’s fine. Nobody on the hall, and although it makes me feel meek, I decided knock on the much dreaded door of my superiors. No response… No response? Alright. Erhm, they gotta be out then.

Out it is then. I bumped into Nina on the stairs, letting out a mumbled sorry but God did it feel horrible. Even shittier considering I like her – she seems fun, been blasting every Saturday morning Ke$ha and Flo Rida like a club in 2012. Whatever, whatever, it’s nothing. Just gotta focus on the bright side, right? Yeah, one day at a time like [[pƎ┴Ɔ∀pƎɹ]] told me to all those years ago. God, if [[pƎ┴Ɔ∀pƎɹ]] would’ve been here, he’d love the place. I sprinted down the rest of the manors halls, making sure the guys didn’t leave without me… I just realized I’m not actually invited. Ah, fuck it! Brian’s nice enough take me in.

Much to my surprise the first person to be standing outside the car was the same who just gave me the smack of my years, shaking, but still standing there regardless. Did he tell them to wait for me? That’s, nice… Manipulative piece of shit, he wants me to feel bad! It seemed Bri- Hoodie, fuck, parenthesis - I should stop calling them on names like we’ve known each other for years. He’s already inside the small vehicle, taking the driver’s spot, while the man with the porcelain face leaned onto the opposite door, discarding of what used to be a cigarette, stomping lightly on it before dragging his mask back on, letting the smoke flow out under it.

“Are you sure you want to come Rogers? We know you hate driving-“ “I’m fine.” Stubborn – yet deceiving nobody, his body didn’t allow it; Keeping on cracking his phalanxes. “Just making sure.” And with that Masky got the spot beside our driver. I took a glance over at Toby, he wasn’t there – mentally at least. I would’ve wanted put my hand on his shoulder wake him up from the trance, but I stopped myself, some reason I didn’t understand either. It didn’t matter, it did the job anyway. He walked sheepishly into the back of the car, and for once I couldn’t tell what was going on with him. I entered lastly, taking the place beside the other window, instinctively reaching for my pockets to grab my phone and earphones. Yeah… forgot, we have no connection to the outside world except for maybe the ⟪family PC⟫ and whatever tech Ben had in his room.

Well that’s a bummer. “- Tell us if you want to slow down the car, alright?” The masked man turned back to us one more time, getting a nod from Toby before turning back. With that the engine finally started running. I tried ignore the way Toby clutched onto the leather of the backseat like his life depended on it, or the way he tried hide the way he was rapidly breathing, or the way his eyes got watery underneath his goggles. Man, I’m not sure if I’m being a son of a bitch or if he’s exaggerating.

Probably both, honestly.

“Ar’ aren’t you guys putting on your seatbelts!?” He squeaked like a dog’s chew-toy, I mean, I never wore the seatbelt, whether I trusted the driver or not, it was a risk I was assuming for comfort, let’s be real everyone does that. “C’mon little man, the car isn’t going to blow up!” It was Hoodie’s time to do the negotiating with him, although he got no response out of that. I guess silence is better than being lectured on road safety. I mean, how safe is it for a schizophrenic, a taxidermist, a guy with several neurological disorders and Brian to be in the same car? Exactly.

The drive is relatively quiet so far, snickers from the front, yet the same tense atmosphere here in the back. At this point I’m not bothering anymore, I’m too far in thought. It’s exactly as it used to be before I left home, joyriding and looking out the window, getting lost in memories and scenarios while seeing the world through glass. I’d be lying to say I didn’t miss this – They guys anyway remind me of some relatives, not someone specific, they just seem like they’d be part of my distant family.

My train of thought crashed like a train once I’ve been called out to, not by name, but definitely called to. “Hey, Mini Leatherface, could you hand over that bag from the back?” Hoodie called out, precisely. I did as asked, watching as he took out a CD with some marker notes on it, popping it into the car’s CD player. Finally, some music. Hopefully something good. “We still got nothing to call her, uh, him?” “Nope.” Damn I wish they did though, would’ve made moving in easier having some title. “Can’t be that hard – Are you kids alright there in the back if I smoke?” “Fine by me.” I huffed, seemed like the question was addressed more towards me anyway. I’d rather not have Masky, or anyone really know even the smoke is reminding me of home, usually I’d feel bad thinking about it, but not now. Don’t know what’s with now, but I’m fine, unlike a certain someone.

It’s nice just, losing touch of reality, exactly my reality which is, let’s be honest just my pessimism blinding me, but not now. Not now, with people laughing at inside jokes I don’t understand, with the constant speed blurring the view ever so slightly, I “We’re all getting the same thing or do you guys want something else than the happy meal and nuggets?” “Brian, we have food at home!” Masky butted in, “I’m getting you an apple pie.” “Fine.” He grumbled, laughing at his own defeat.

“Toby? You okay?” I ask, remembering I wasn’t alone in the car with these two; He’s been so quiet you could barely tell he’s there. Words falling to deaf ears it seems, he’s been gazing down at back of the driver’s chair since we left it seems, hands dangerously close to his lips - terminally lost. Did I really put a man in maybe one of the worst scenes he could relive? No! Obviously not, we’re just going to Mcdonalds! He’s straight up ruining the mood – not cool man, not cool. I shook him, getting angry. “-Answer me.” “Wh’ what?” “Get your fingers away from your mouth, I just know you’ll chew through your mask.” I add, knowing he’d straight up tear at his flesh if he got the chance. “R’right.” “You’re holding up well, y’know?” But lies, well, sometimes I gotta lie I guess, anything for the mood! A small hum in response. “I uhm, I feel sick.” “Well uhh, try look through the front window. Learnt from my cousin, she’s got motion sickness.” I brag, obviously. “Do-don’t wanna.” Okay stop playing such pissy bitch and listen to me before I grab you by the hair and pull you to look- “Lay down. You can’t see the road I guess, helped my nosebleed once.” I’ve had it with this guy. I give my good advice and you just, defy it? Not listen to me??

Finally, he shifted from being as stiff as a plank to half laying onto the whole of the backseat, including using my leg as a pillow. Not weirdest shit I’ve put up to. Supposing as long as he doesn’t pass out it’s fine. “Don’t put your hands on your chest, only dead people lay like that.” I tried get a cackle at least, “Y-you lay like, lay like that!” I mean, he’s not wrong. “You heard him guys, t’is but my Last Supper.” “Can we not talk about the dead now!?” Maybe I changed my mind, I guess grief isn’t really something to be mad at. “I have to agree with Rogers on this one. Wouldn’t want the cashier think we’re attending funerals.” Wait we’re already at the drive through? So it seemed, hearing the window roll down. “Everyone shush for a second! Could I have four happy meals, four six pieces and an apple pie?”

“-Thank you!” Truth be said, I wasn’t hungry, but it’d be disrespectful refuse considering I didn’t pay for anything and the food was already in my hand. “We’re not going home like, right now after this, right?” I ask, the thought coming mechanically. As much of a pain going joyriding with Toby was, I’d rather be out there on the road than by the windowsill of my room all day like I had been for the previous month. “’Course not, there’s still some time left of the day, and I know just the place!” The energy this man held, damn it’s hard not be happy around Hoodie, it’s like he had some wizard cast a spell for him.

I didn’t know what to expect, at some point the music just got louder and we went on the road. I would’ve honestly expected hate their taste but it’s really songs that grow on you, and if I were bold enough I would’ve actually asked for a tracklist. Not much to say, Toby fucking fell asleep, the Sun’s just about to drop from the sky. Would it be rude eat in the car? It seemed to be really taken care of.

We ended up by some body of water I didn’t recognize, still through the forested area, but this didn’t seem Rosswood, far from it actually. It felt familiar though, I just couldn’t put my finger on it. It seemed like [[REDACTED]], I haven’t been here in ages, I used to come by in the Summers as a kid. “Well? Do you like it? I’ve been meaning come here for some time now!” Brian asked cheerfully, getting out of the car, the guys and I following after, well Masky and I. I couldn’t be bothered wake that raccoon up. “It’s a nice view.” “ Oh,I know this place.” I muttered opening the brown bag to get my food out.

“H’hey, why didn’t you guys tell me we stopped moving!?” There he is, awake on his own, lunch in hand. “Was it really that bad if you managed sleep for what, solid 20 minutes?” I asked, ruffling his hair. “Guess, guess not.” He muttered, under the weather. “Listen man, I gotta say it I wasn’t the brightest bring you-know-who into the discussion earlier. If we could move past that, I’d like that but if not, I guess I understand.” There it is, I think an apology. “N-no, you’re right. I didn’t die, guess she wouldn’t had, wouldn’t had wanted me to be afraid all my life.” We sat on the car hood, just looking over at the surroundings as the Sun began to drown, having I guess lunch. “She’s gotta be proud of you.” “You think?” No actually, but it doesn’t hurt anyone be kind. “Yeah… When we get back, think I’ll check by E.J. or Nurse Ann, think it’s time I check out what’s lack of in this vessel.” I mumbled, looking over at the waters, at my superiors beside one another, the sky, anything. “Do you want me to come with, with you?”

“That’d be nice.”

#slenderverse #Creepypasta #slenderverse oc #marble hornets #brian thomas #tim wright #tobias erin rogers #self insert #Hoodie #Masky #ticci toby #The Taxidermist (s.i.)

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neko-shinigxmi · 2 years

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This man?

Absolutely loves you very much.

He wouldn't know where he'd be without you. You're the love of his life and you're honestly, the best in this man's eyes or mask or something bear with me haha.

So, you've been through a lot and Reg knows that. He'd probably want to go out just make sure you'd feel very much appreciated- because there's a lot you do that Reg appreciates.

He loves you so much. 💗

DONNAAAAAA, I CAN’T HANDLE THIS?!? WAAAAA-

My feels! My poor heart! I love HIM so much I can barely handle it!!! He’s the one who’s helped me through so much and kept my chin up and-- HHH.

Oh man, I want to give him a bear hug so bad. Just. Need to bury my face into his chest and stay there for a few hours. I will be cured of Everything if I can do it... Probably.

#d0nna ake #Aki answers #otp; purrfect anarchy #I can literally feel my heart beating AKSDJFHGFDJSK #LIL BUTTERFLIES AND WARM FEELINGS #FLUTTERING HEART!!!! WAH #holy shit I want my F/Os to kiss me so damn bad #I WANT my head to be empty!! no thoughts!!!!#just love an' affection!!

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blue-eyed-bloodstains · 1 year

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When was the last time you wore a Band-Aid and why?

on my hip over a skin tumor cause my pants kept rubbing on it and making it bleed, scab, rinse repeat

Do you like ketchup or mustard better with your corn dogs?

I personally hate corn dogs, but definitely ketchup

A trip to California, the Bahamas, New York, Wisconsin, Utah, or Canada?

Bahamas

What was the last act of creativity you displayed?

umm journaling I guess?

Do you like the way your hair looks right now?

Do you ever find yourself just writing/typing out your feelings?

sometimes

If so, does that make you feel better?

depends...

Whose house were you at last, besides your own?

my friend Bobbie’s house with her fiance Erik

Any big plans for this summer?

not sure yet...too focused on if my fiance will even be fucking here at all for it...

Are you missing school yet?

at this point I kinda do cause it’d be something to do and somewhere to go...then again I’m turning 31 so it’d be awkward as fuck haha

Do you like your teeth?

.....don’t go fucking go there with me.

Are you in a hurry to grow up?

I’m about to be 31...wish I never did.

Who was the last person you were in a vehicle with other than family?

my fiance

Does piano music tend to calm you down?

it’s relaxing but it’s hard to calm me down given several anxiety disorders so...

What’s something you need to get done soon?

paying off DUI fines and get suspension off my license

Is your best friend awake right now?

doubt it

Are any of your friends or family members out of town right now?

ha yep...the fuck else is new...

If I came to your house, could I find any kind of chocolate?

unfortunately no, I’m dying for some so bad right now so bring it!

What size bed do you have?

queen

What is the last thing you charged?

phone

Who was the last person to upload a picture with you in it?

umm..probably my stepmom from my 30th bday last year

Have you ever held a snake?

yeah even owned a few

Do you like peas?

LOOOOOVEEEEE EMMMMM!

What is the last cd that you listened to in a vehicle?

CD? oh christ I have no clue it’s been years! it’s usually radio of my playlist

Do you ever wear sleep masks when you sleep or shower caps when you shower?

neither

What would you like to drink right now?

ANYTHING ALCOHOLIC AS STRONG AS FUCKING POSSIBLE, HIGHEST PROOF!! :(

When is the last time you ate pudding or yogurt?

it’s been awhile

Would you rather go to a beach, an amusement park, or a water park?

right now water park for pool, rather swim in a pool than beach right now

Don’t tell me lies, so where’s your man?

......New Zealand on a job since February and still there...only been home twice for a week each, and was supposed to this weekend for a week but nope just found out he’s stuck there till the end of the month no visit...

Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?

many times, I’m a tomboy I’ve always gotten along better with the guys

Has anyone said they love you in the last week?

yeah, fiance and mom

Have you faced any of your fears lately?

Have you ever kissed under water?

no unless you count shower ;)

Which friend are you most similar to?

Ally for many reasons...

Your ex calls wanting to hang out. What do you say?

I think we’re finally in a spot, mostly me, where we’d be okay to hang out (cause of me, been there done that before and yeah I fucked up...I wasn’t ready..) but probably wouldn’t be a good idea and wouldn’t happen anyway we’re on opposite sides of the country so

Would you get back with your last ex if they asked you?

no.

Have you kissed anyone whose name starts with a M?

Would you kiss the last person who texted you, on the lips?

umm it’s my mom so I mean the way you do as a parent/child yeah

Camping with a ton of friends or hotel with a few friends?

camping

Do you want someone dead?

Do you ever wonder what your ex is up to?

sometimes...can’t help it, try not to though

Could you go the rest of your life without a cigarette?

HELL NO!

Do you have alcohol in your house?

a few of his beers calling my name but I can’t touch em...he’ll lose his shit given I’m supposed to be sober...

Have you ever wanted something you couldn’t have?

yep

Are any of your friends virgins?

not that I’m aware of?

What’s annoying you?

a lot

How is your boyfriend/girlfriend doing and where are they now?

fiance and not good, in New Zealand on a job...

Do you have anything to pay off?

fines from DUI and suspension fee on license as well as renewal for license since it expires on my bday in a few days anyway so...

What are you wearing right now?

black shirt, black hoodie, jeans, white slip on sneaks

What are you listening to?

All Falls Down by Adelita’s Way

Where did you first hear this song?

years ago

Are you the one that normally makes the first move?

Do you drink/smoke?

complicated and yes

#survey #bored #random #about me

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anotherdaveyjacobs · 1 year

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Please do share more about Race & Spot in the ATLA au

ask and you shall receive!

I think Race would most likely be from the Northern Air Temple

he felt like an outcast compared to the other monks because that wasn't the life he wanted for himself

he wants action and adventure and FUN and so he leaves for Ba Sing Se at like 15

just takes his glider and his best friend (read: lemur) and gets out

and he fucking LOVES Ba Sing Se okay there are so many new people and he discovers gambling

but when he realizes he isn't very good at it he uses his airbending to cheat at the games

not all the time because he doesn't want people to catch on

I'm also thinking he got the nickname Racer at the Air Temple, maybe because he tried to run away several times before he actually succeeded

that is subject to change

also to be clear when I picture Race nowadays, it's Ben Cook but his voice/mannerisms are a mix of Ben and Max lol

and after he left the temple, he stopped shaving his head, so he has a full head of curls now

Now let's talk about Spot for a hot (haha get it because fire bender) minute

I do think he would have a similar origin story to Zuko (and this isn't just because I love Zuko with my whole heart okay)

so anyway yeah he's the son Firelord Pulitzer (listen I know most of the characters don't have last names but Firelord Joseph just doesn't have the same evil ring to it)

Spot leaves after the Agni Kai situation but isn’t chasing his honor for his father’s sake, he’s chasing it for his own; he became disillusioned as to who his father was after he was hurt by him, kinda fucked him up emotionally

he obviously has to have an Uncle Iroh situation, not sure who that would be though, but he needs someone to say old people things to him

"are you so busy fighting you cannot see your own ship has set sail?" "is that a proverb?" "....maybe it should be a proverb"

still sticking to the large burn scar "you have a spot there" meeting between Spot and Race

and at this point Race is already regularly hanging out with the Jacobses and Jack, so the nickname sticks amongst their friends

Jack would probably know him by name, since he's a fire bender, but wouldn't recognize him

NOW HERE'S THE REAL QUESTION

is Race the Avatar???

if so, the Blue Spirit rescue from Zhao is definitely the point where Spot realizes that Race isn't his enemy, he's just another kid

probably also the point where he has a gay panic because oh no, he's the Avatar but he's also really cute

not because he's just realizing he might be gay, oh no, but because he's apparently got a crush on someone who should be his sworn enemy

now we all know that the Blue Spirit didn't mask his identity from Aang for long, but I think maybe it would be kept under wraps for a little bit from Race, purely for storytelling purposes

so Spot, as the Blue Spirit, starts to help them in their journey doing whatever, and it isn't until there's this big fight and Spot jumps in as the Spirit to help but gets knocked out/loses the mask/etc and they realize who he is

does anyone remember that fic where Jack is Spiderman and David has a crush on both Jack and Spiderman?

yeah so Race has a crush on Spot because he's cute but also he really likes the Blue Spirit even though he doesn't talk, because he's kind and helpful and everything he thinks Spot isn't (but could be)

thank you anon for this ask, let me know if you'd like to hear more

#newsies #I need to make a tag for these so I can come back to them #uhhhhhhhhh #newsies atla au

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vinnybox · 2 years

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i woukd love to see the orgin story of how dick become a talon and how did they find him

A!! Im glad you're interested in finding out QuQ So far I've had played around with two or three ideas! None are canon yet until I figure out what works best for this AU! This one is quite hard to answer since I don't have a solid idea yet ;v;

I did make a Toyhouse page for him to sorta put all my notes and info of him, but it's far from complete and things are most likely going to be changed in the future as I try to polish it!

Again! This is very cannon-divergent, and Im probably going to be making stuff up while taking bits and pieces of the comics, or other medias to try and make things work out. Like.. a glorified science project.

Ideas Rambling beloooww of how things might have gone down! sorry I took so long to answer haha

How Court of Owls got their hands on Nightwing

In this AU, The Court initially was going to take Dick in when he was younger following the death of his parents, but Bruce adopted him first so their pursuit was put on pause and they sorta kept to their own business for a while. Years later when Dick shows potential as Robin, the Court had taken an interest again but they hadn’t planned any actions yet. They only wanted to recruit Dick even more once he became Nightwing, so they have Talons keep an eye on him at a distance and specifically told them to remain unseen while they prepare for the perfect time to recruit him. The court eventually got their hands on Nightwing and blackmailed him into “Joining” them maybe by threatening to leak Bruce and Dick’s (Maybe even some other bat fam members too?) identity and also threatening to break them one by one.

Dick of course went with them and specifically told them he’ll stay as long as they don’t bring his family into this and kept their end of the deal. The court accepted, but they knew they won’t have to keep the end of their deal for long once they’re done with what they have prepared for Dick.

Nightwing becoming Talon:

CW! mentioned torture.

While with the Court, he’s pretty much being put through having his body physically modified through mutation, have his mind and body broken down until he’s lost most of what makes him who he was. They’ll only need him as a loyal assassin to serve them.

So what Dick had to deal with is him losing little bits of his memories until most feels like scattered fragments along with the physical and mental torture the Court inflict on him if he doesn’t obey their orders. So other than the heaps of physical scars and injuries, he had to deal with his own mind, trying to stay strong while guilt weights down on him and the hope of rescue became further away from reach.

How the Batfam found Nightwing

I think how they found Nightwing would be having one of the family from the bat fam have a run-in with Talon!Dick (maybe Tim?). Maybe they fought at first before like, Dick’s mask got knocked off and they’re like “Oh shit no way-” and Dick escapes and disappears again, but now they have a better lead and confirmation that the Court did, in fact, took Dick.

I think in this AU, Batman did had encountered the Court of Owls before, but the Court instead of waking all Talons like in the comic, they held off for now??

In short, I am now doing this.

So in summary, I’ll fix any plots hole as we go DHSGDH Im so sorry for any confusion. Trust me, I’m also confused HDGHSJD

#DC ask #Talon!Dick Grayson #Talon!Au #Headcanon #brainstorming #doodle #ask #ask vinny #long answer #cw: torture mention #cw: torture #xrealic

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fifteen dazai meeting his future s/o

I just saw a bnha version of this and because dazai is the main focus of my life I immediately thought of him and how he’d react

❥ Fifteen Dazai meeting his future s/o

ᴀ/ɴ: I do not blame you, dazai >>>>>>>> everything else; anyways hope you like this 💘

One day in the Dark Era a bitchass had an ability to make people time travel

And our little dazai was not aware of that person and somehow got hit by it yay

So what happens when he is dropped right in front of his future self cuddling you on the Ada couch?

You were chilling in the embrace of your lover with closed eyes and a content heart on the couch until you suddenly heard a thud that startled you; you opened your eyes to look at where the sound came to see a fifteen year old kid flattened like a pancake on the floor with black clothing all over.

“Osamu, who’s that?” You asked your lover who answered you with silence; the kid stood up groaning and rubbing his head until he was met by the sight of you and Dazai. “Where am I?” He asked looking around; “I believe I have an answer for that.” Your lover called out before gently leaving you on the couch and placing a hand in the kid’s shoulder.

“You are in the future and I am you in it!”

Confusion was written all over fifteen dazai’s face until your dazai whispered some stuff into his ear that the fifteen dazai nodded and said “I believe you.”

You sighed knowing exactly what he said

And then fifteen dazai looked at you and asked “and who is she?”

That’s when your dazai smiled brightly and started a one hour rant about how wonderful you are and how you are his one and only baby and the prettiest belladonna to exist

While that happened though you came up with what to call both of them so they don’t get confused

Fifteen dazai was emo bitch while future dazai was mask

JUST KIDDING

Fifteen dazai was zai and future dazai was osamu 😌

Introductions aside, they were pretty much vibing when they talked and if god forbid chuuya was there then prepare for trouble and make it double

But it’s not chuuya spotlight tonight

Now I think zai would actually flirt with you to spite his future self

“You know y/n, it’s hard to believe such an amazing person exists.”

Insert a vessel popping

And it’s osamu’s

Cause he warned his past self about flirting with you

They would fight over you but like by wits

Unlike two certain chihuahuas that would throw each other across all of Yokohama

A roast battle basically

And if they happen to put aside getting near you being a taboo

They will just both tease you endlessly

Tough luck honey

Dazai is mischievous as hell in both the pm and the ada fight me

“So how is that you look so lovely everyday, my love?” osamu said with hand pulling you closer by the waist while zai came from behind and rested his chin on your shoulder and said “I mean you see her everyday, but seriously I have never seen anything or anyone more enchanting, truly a masterpiece.”

*fans self* honestly love, I wish you luck cause they are toying with you until they get bored which is probably not any time sooner

Osamu will also introduce zai to the wonders of cuddling

“Look here my dear self, y/n literally gives the best cuddles and you will just feel in heaven.”

“Really now?”

“Why am I being shown off like a car?”

And so zai being the touch starved kid he was spent an hour getting lost in your embrace and cuddling you while you played with his hair

Osamu was just watching proudly from the sidelines or depending on which being behind you cradling you in arms

At the end of the day each one of them has their head on one of your legs asleep while you play with their hair

HAHA YOU THOUGHT

Zai was awake and kept asking you stuff about yourself so he can get to know you

He was really listening good too :0

When he got sleepy he looked you in the eyes then at the ground and muttered a soft ‘thank you’

And ding dong the next day when you and your lover open your eyes there is no one but you two in the room

“Well that was something, anyways I have to go bother Kunikida, belladonna; take care of yourself and I love you!”

He would continue the day like nothing happened and will just tell the rest about it like it’s something simple and they would all think he ate more poisonous mushrooms cause well

It’s Dazai

So run to your lover and back him up

unless you want him to get a damn cute beating from our wonderful and very friendly Kunikida for being delusional and slacking again ☺️

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