#WHAT DID THEY DO TO HIIIIIIIM

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An Artificial Night Re-Read: Part 3

Hello again! Onto part 3:

Chapter Seven:

'The odds are against me ever having a knowe of my own' I don't know, Toby, I think there's at least a non-zero chance at this point.

Toby's definitely gotten better at eating whenever she can than she is in this book.

I wonder if Fetch's names are always connected to the person they've copied.

Did Sylvester mention Amandine because he thought she wouldn't like Luna sending Toby into danger, or because he thought she'd be able to stop Blind Michael?

Okay, it makes more sense that Toby was so blase about Blind Michael in the first book if most of the time he was 'old man yelling to get off his lawn' levels of nuisance.

I'm honestly super curious about what Luna's relationship with the Luidaeg looks like. Luna's Blind Michael and Acacia's daughter, so does Luidaeg fight with herself about liking a descendant of Titania, or is Luna being a child of her favourite brother enough to make her at least neutral to her? Luna seemed okay enough with her that she wasn't worried about sending Toby to the Luidaeg for help; have they interacted with each other at all? Or do they politely pretend that the other one doesn't exist?

Chapter Eight:

Can we talk about how Toby and Luidaeg have only known each other for, what - two years? A year and a half? - and Luidaeg already feels comfortable enough with Toby that she doesn't assume that Toby's calling because she needs her? I know Luidaeg is terrifying, but her capacity to love is pretty awe-inspiring.

Also Luidaeg has to help kill her brother! Her favourite brother, one of her only siblings left, because she knew her brother would eventually become a monster and she's the only one who can make sure Toby has a chance to do it.

Luidaeg calls Toby a child of Oberon and Toby ignores it. Luidaeg might not have given the most direct hints, but she really did try to tell Toby about her heritage when she could.

"He'll hold them until Halloween night... and then they'll Ride. It's [Blind Michael's] way of remembering our mother. Her Rides were always held on Samhian night." This is kind of surprising to me, given that we just learned in the latest short story that part of the reason he became Blind Michael in the first place is because he went to his mother for vengeance after his children were murdered and she turned him away.

I have to try to pay attention to when a fancy knife is described now, just in case the knife Luidaeg commissioned to kill Eira with shows up.

Chapter Nine:

Raj!!!! I forgot how many characters we were introduced to in this book!

OOF, Raj is having a *bad* day. Have Raj, Dean and Chelsea argued over who was having a worse time when the met Toby?

Chapter Ten:

"The Luidaeg is the only Firstborn I've ever dealt with on a regular basis, and her power is subtle, damped down until she can seem human to the casual observer. [Acacia's] power wasn't hidden at all." Given that Toby's regularly been around *two* other Firstborns at this point, this makes me wonder how Amandine and Evening were able to hide what they were for so long. I could see Amandine being able to hide her power through some type of blood magic, but what about Eira? Part of it could've been explained by Toby just not having a good grasp on what a normal Daoine Sidhe's powers looked like compared to Evening, but Evening hid it from *everyone*. Were her illusions just that good?

"It's Raj. I... the forest is very dark." Oh noooooo Raj would HATE it but I want to bundle him up in a blanket and hug hiiiiiiim

'"My father says Uncle Tybalt's friend October is an adult." He paused. "And a hussy."' I realize there's no way I could've appreciated this enough the first time I read this, given we hadn't met Samson yet, but this is seriously SO funny. I desperately want to know what Tybalt's behaviour looks like from his Court's perspective during this time period.

Chapter Eleven:

"[Blind Michael] hadn't just changed them on the outside. He'd changed them all the way down to the bone." Do we know what Blind Michael's first children were/what they could do? What Toby's doing here sounds like some kind of blood magic, but I don't think Maeve's descendants are really known for that; plus, everything Toby's ever about her powers are that you can take away a bloodline but you can't add one, which is exactly what it sounds like Blind Michael did. Is it just a really extreme form of transformation?

There's something extra brutal about Blind Michael taking one of the few Roane left, possibly during one of his first Rides. I wonder if that's what caused Luidaeg to try to kill him?

"You're Amandine's daughter, aren't you? You are. I can smell it on you. Why are you here? She never came, and once a road is set aside, no other feet should claim it." So THIS implies that Amandine had a road she could've used to save kids before, or at least used to visit Blind Michael's lands. I would've guessed it was the Blood Road, but as far as I remember the only issue was using that road was that Toby ran the risk of bleeding out before she got back, not that it was closed off from anyone to use. So if it wasn't the Blood Road, could it be a road connected to Janet?

That's it for now! Please feel free to come to discuss things with me. See you next time!

#October Daye #An Artificial Night #Reread Project

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-> double black [part one] 18+

-> Chuuya x 1stPov!F!Reader x Dazai

-> Who knew getting fired from work could lead to this?

-> Content: SMUT, slight angst, violence, murder, swearing

A night out drinking leads to a small misunderstanding with a handsome, yet dangerous man. [Chuuya x 1stPOV!F!Reader]

3,894 words

note: edited this so it could still be read as a reader fic! it's actually a lot of fun writing in first person! hope those who read this enjoy my first bsd fic!

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Final || masterlist

I've experienced a lot of amazing things since I've moved to Japan. A new job in a different country, new co-workers and friends, work parties, themed bars, cafes, and hookups with pretty strangers. There was a long list of great things I've had going on, and a long list of things I've never expected... and being fired from the job I had for a year was not one of them.

"A year of hard work... for nothing," I mumbled bitterly as I sat at the bar with my close friend, and now ex-coworker, Keiko. She was beautiful, with long black hair and brown eyes. She frowned, a sympathetic look on her pretty face as she sighed.

"I'm so sorry," she said softly, giving my shoulder a squeeze. "I'm sure you'll find something else soon! You have an awesome resume, and you're an amazing worker who can speak English, Japanese AND Spanish... there is totally a place for you out there!"

Keiko has always been supportive and enthusiastic, a really bright and friendly girl who made it her mission to befriend me as soon as I started working with her. She was relentless, and soon enough, I found myself spending many hours with the woman.

"Yeah..." I just mumbled again and she laughed softly.

"It's okay to mope... that's why I brought you here!"

"Yeah, about that," I started, sending Keiko a look as I swiveled the stool so my body faced her. "Why did you bring me here?" As soon as the work day was done, Keiko immediately dragged me to what was clearly a mafia bar. That didn't surprise me, since she was actually dating a mafioso.

A mafioso, who was part of the Port Mafia. It wasn't long after I moved to Yokohama that I started to hear stories about the organization, and was also warned not to cross them. Of course, with my luck, I became best friends with someone who dated someone who was in the Port Mafia. How a sweet girl like Keiko ended up with a man like him, I'll never know.

What I do know is that Taichi adored Keiko, gave her everything she could possibly want and need with the money he makes, and that was just being a normal grunt! Even so, it was dangerous, but Keiko didn't seem to mind.

"I come here with Taichi all the time," Keiko answered, sipping her drink. I turned to sip on my own. "You can't tell me it isn't luxurious." It was. My jaw had dropped to the floor when we first stepped into the very luxurious bar. "Don't worry about it, okay? Drink your sadness away! You're safe here. Since I am Taichi's woman, and you're with me, nothing will happen, okay?"

"Where is Taichi anyway?" I asked, glancing over her shoulder when I spotted a group of men walking in through the entrance. I missed the way the light left Keiko's eyes, chewing on her bottom lip anxiously. My eyes were on the men, which in the middle was a man with orange hair, a black hat adorning his head. I felt my breath hitch in my throat, my eyes looking at the very handsome man up and down. I swallowed thickly.

"He had a job tonight and couldn't make it. He'll be home to- hey, what are you looking at?" Annoyed at me ignoring her, she turned in her seat, a shocked look on her face before she smiled tightly.

"Taichi! I thought you had an assignment!"

"Hey, babe! We finished early, which was quite surprising, honestly."

The couple embraced and I barely registered the mushy love between the two as I watched the ginger man lead the rest of the group further into the bar. He walked by me, and before I knew it, dark blue eyes were staring right at me, eyebrows furrowed.

"The hell are you looking at?" he sneered and my face turned red, heart dropping in my chest.

"No one! I'm sorry!" I exclaimed, quickly turning back around and facing the bar.

"Tch. Whatever," the man only responded before walking off.

"You look like a cherry," Taichi said, clearly amused. I sent him a half-hearted glare, Keiko slapping his chest lightly.

"Be nice to her. She got fired today."

"Ohh, that sucks. If you need help-"

"She won't take it," Keiko said with a huff. "Stubborn ass."

I rolled my eyes at her, biting my lip nervously as I fiddled with my glass. "So uh... who was that guy? With the hat?"

Taichi blinked. "Oh, that's Chuuya Nakahara."

"Is he part of the Port Mafia?"

Taichi barked out a laugh, Keiko giggling softly behind her hand.

"Baby... he's an executive. Chuuya works closely with the leader of the Port Mafia."

"And I work under Chuuya," Taichi finished, amused at how wide my eyes have gotten at the answer.

"You mean to tell me... I pissed off... an executive member..." I was dismayed, heart pounding in my chest.

"Hmm, probably. Don't go home alone tonight," Taichi grinned as I balked, clearly having fun torturing me.

"Taichi! Babe, don't listen to him."

I gulped nervously, downing the rest of my drink before signaling to the bartender to get me another one.. "R-right..." Despite my better judgment, I turned my head, looking towards the obvious VIP section of the bar. Chuuya sat with some other grunts, a glass of what seemed to be red wine in his hand. Of course, his eyes found mines yet again and I whipped my head back around. Fuck, I did it again! I quickly downed the newly made drink, unaware of Chuuya's eyes narrowing as he watched me.

"Nooo, do you have to go?" a drunk Keiko whined as she latched onto my arm, a forever amused Taichi watching on. "Don't leave me with hiiiiiiim."

"I want to go home, dammit," I huffed, successfully peeling her off of me and handing her to her boyfriend. "I have to start job hunting tomorrow. Thank you for bringing me here, I do feel better and I love you but... I'm tired."

"Ugh, you are such an old lady!" Keiko whined again and I couldn't help but laugh, turning to start walking towards the exit.

"Goodnight, you too. Please get her home safe, Taichi."

"I wouldn't count on it~"

I rolled my eyes at his teasing, leaving the two behind as I left the bar. I stepped out into the cool night air, shivering a bit as I closed my cardigan tightly around me. I wore a simple but cute outfit; a black dress with burgundy tights underneath, black flats on my feet and my favorite tan cardigan over the entire outfit. It helped me fight off a bit of the cold, but as I started to walk down the block, I grabbed my phone to start searching through my usual rideshare app.

I didn't get far. My phone cluttered to the ground as it fell out my hands, a gasp leaving my mouth as I was slammed against the nearby brickwall of a narrow, dark alleyway.

"Who the fuck are you?" a familiar voice hissed and I'm shocked to find Chuuya Nakahara glaring daggers at me, his strong hands pinning my arms against the wall. He growled when I didn't answer. "Answer me! Who sent you here?!"

"N-No one!" I cried out, shaking like a leaf. Of course, of course I would be confronted by a fucking high level member of one of the most dangerous organizations in Japan. "I swear, I just came here with my friend."

Chuuya growled again and he flipped me around, pressing my front against the wall. "Stay still," he grunted, and my face started to heat up as I felt his gloved hands quickly feel along my body. He was frisking me, and I gulped when he shoved his hand under my dress, producing the knife I had strapped to my thigh.

"I carry that to protect myself," I immediately explained, Chuuya turning me around again to face him. His eyes were still narrowed, staring me down as if trying to figure out what the hell I was up to.

"And the bouncer didn't pat you down?" he questioned and I shook my head quickly.

"No, he didn't pat me or Keiko down."

"Tch, that's Taichi's woman," he said, though he still looked at me with narrow eyes, hesitating a bit before he turned my knife in his hand, handing it back to me hilt first. "You sure know how to make yourself look suspicious."

I cringed a bit as I strapped my knife to my thigh strap again. I missed how Chuuya's eyes lingered, him licking his lips. "That's my fault I... I know I was staring..." I could feel my face heat up again and I couldn't even look Chuuya in his face. "S-sorry if I creeped you out. I don't mean any harm. Keiko brought me here 'cause I got fired and she wanted to help me feel better..."

"Hm," was his only reply, crossing his arms over his chest. "What you do to fuck up?"

My mouth fell and I sputtered as I tried to come up with the words. "What do you mean?! I didn't fuck up!" I protested. "It literally came out of nowhere! I worked my ass off all year, only to get fired 'cause I wasn't what they needed anymore. Fucking bullshit."

Chuuya was amused by my little vent, snickering a bit as he gave me a quick look up and down. "I'm sure it wasn't your winning personality."

I scoffed. "Says the one that shoved a random woman against a wall?! That hurt, you bastard!"

Chuuya raised his eyebrows at me, and I immediately slapped my hands over my mouth.

Oh no. Fuck, I forgot who I was talking to.

Chuuya snickered again, his eyes flashing in amusement. He stepped closer to me, making me press back against the wall again. Chuuya leaned his face close to mine, a smug smirk on his face as he spoke.

"Be careful who you talk to like that," he hummed, and I shivered despite feeling some of his body heat. "Someone might just cut out your tongue for talking back like that. Me? Well, it'd be a waste, especially when I think of all the things I could make you do with it."

I squeaked, the heat never leaving my face as I stared at Chuuya with a puzzled expression on my face. The sudden switch up was giving me whiplash... and lowkey turning me on. "I..." I stuttered, looking away and finally noticing my phone still on the ground. "Crap, I hope it's not broken."

I rushed over to pick my phone up, ignoring Chuuya's hard stare on me. I looked over my phone, sighing in relief when I saw that it had sustained no damages.

Chuuya then stepped up to me, jerking his head back towards the bar before walking off. "Let me take you home. Take that as an apology for being so rough on you."

I blinked. "Um..."

"Hurry up!"

"Okay!" I squeaked and followed after the man quickly, chewing on my lip as I asked myself... what the fuck was I doing? Am I really about to get inside this man's car? He was a stranger! Who frisked me! Let alone, he is clearly a dangerous man.

I must be insane.

"Tell me," Chuuya started and I was dumbfounded as he approached a rather cool looking motorcycle. No way. "What the hell were you being so creepy for?" He turned to me and asked, an all-knowing smirk on his face. I blushed deeply. Of course, he already was able to figure it out once he realized that I wasn't a threat.

"No reason," I huffed out, earning a low laugh as Chuuya grabbed the only helmet I could see. I looked at him confused, gasping when he unceremoniously placed the helmet over my head. "What about you?"

"I don't need it," Chuuya simply answered before he finally mounted his bike. "Come on, you little liar. Hop on."

I couldn't help but stare, my mouth going dry as I took in the image of this handsome bastard with his bike. The engine roared as he turned it on, revving it a bit and making me make a mess in my panties.

"Hey, ya done eyefucking me, dollface?"

I sputtered. "I was NOT eyefucking you!" I stormed over to the bike, glaring at the grinning bastard as I climbed onto the bike behind him.

Chuuya snorted. "Yeah, like you weren't eyefucking me earlier in the bar," he retorted, easily reaching behind him to grab my wrists, pulling me against his back as he wrapped my arms around him. I was stunned silent, from his words, and his actions and the fact that his back felt so solid.... and he smelled so good...

"I was not..." I mumbled, pressing my cheek against his back. "Shut the fuck up."

He laughed darkly, and that sent a shiver down my spine.

"Where do you live?" Chuuya asked and I hesitantly told him my address. "I know where that is. Hold on."

"You do? It's on the other side of the city," I said and Chuuya just chuckled softly, looking over his shoulder and smirking at me.

"And who exactly runs this city?"

I clamped my mouth shut, his eyes staring into mine. I blushed and looked away from him. He turned his head back around with an amused laugh, the engine revving as he took off on his bike.

"Hold tight, dollface!"

He didn't have to tell me twice, my arms tightening around his torso as he sped down the street, weaving in and out of traffic. It was scary, but also so fucking exhilarating. My heart was thudding in my chest, my eyes watering because of the wind. Still, I kept them open, wanting to watch the world blur by us. Chuuya made a sharp, right turn, making me scream while he laughed loudly. 

"Man up!" he yelled at me.

"Stop driving like a crazy person!" I yelled back.

I didn't see the large, almost evil smirk that grew on Chuuya's face. Didn't see him licking his lips excitedly as he eyed a rather tall building coming up ahead.

"Tell me, dollface," he hollered back at me, revving the engine and I gulped as I held him tighter, his bike going faster. A bad feeling started to settle in my stomach, balking when he asked his next question. "Do you want to defy gravity?"

I didn't have time to answer, not when I finally realized that we were heading right towards the side of the building. I couldn't even scream, fear striking me as I suddenly started to see red, body jostling as Chuuya maneuvered the bike to jump in the air.... before landing perfectly on the side of the building and continuing vertically up towards the sky.

"Don't let go!" Chuuya sneered. Like that was ever going to happen.

I didn't dare turn my head to look down, my wide eyes staring up into the night sky as we made it closer to the top of the building. I couldn't even think straight, my body just running on nothing but adrenaline and fear.

"Ch-Chuuya!" I gasped out sharply, the bike finally making it to the roof of the building. Chuuya didn't slow down though, only barreling towards the edge and I started to panic. "Chuuya! What are you doing?!"

Chuuya only snickered, revving the engine once more before sending the bike flying off the edge of the building. I squeak and screw my eyes shut, pressing my face against the middle of his back. I didn't want to watch us plummet to our doom.

"Hey, idiot, open your eyes."

I whimpered and shook my head. "N-No..."

Chuuya sucked his teeth. "Just open your eyes! You'll regret it if you don't."

Biting my lip, I wanted a moment before I lifted my head up and opened my eyes, a small gasp leaving my mouth as I looked around me.

We were still floating in the air, biking moving through the sky. The City of Yokohama was lit up beautifully underneath us. I looked over, seeing the ocean at a distance, the ferris wheel lit up and spinning slowly. My mouth had fallen open, eyes wide in wonder. Chuuya was looking back at me, a triumphant grin on his face.

We made it to my apartment and Chuuya stood over me, an amused smile on his face as he watched me melt on the ground after I got off his bike.

"That was intense..." I mumbled, still feeling the effects of flying through the fucking sky. "I shouldn't even be surprised that you're gifted, with the power that you have already in the Port Mafia."

"Yeah, it was pretty great, huh," Chuuya said smugly, gloved hands stuffed in his coat pockets. I laughed softly, slowly standing up with my shaky legs. He took one look at my frazzled state and he grew even more smug. "That's a cute look on you, though if I really had my way with you, you wouldn't even be able to stand."

My face turned hot, sputtering as I tried to respond, but I had nothing to even say. Because the thought of actually inviting Chuuya inside and--

"Fuck..." I breathed out softly, looking at the man standing before me. His eyes didn't leave mine, the heat in them making a shiver go down my spine. "Do you... want to come inside?"

Chuuya fixed his hat on top of his head. "Lead the way, dollface."

"So... your ability lets you control gravity?" I asked once we made it inside the elevator of my apartment building. We were going fifteen stories up, after Chuuya parked his bike safely, of course.

"To put it simply, yes," Chuuya answered, stepping closer to me. I gasped softly when he grabbed my chin, the leather of his glove pressing against my skin. "But we're not here to talk about that." He pressed himself against me fully, leaning his face in until his lips hovered just above mine. I shivered, looking at him with hooded eyes. "This will be a one time thing, dollface."

I nodded, appreciating his honesty. "Of course," I replied just as the elevator stopped on my floor, doors sliding open. I grinned at him. "So let's make it count."

He liked the sound of that, grabbing my wrist and leading me out the elevator. I rushed to my apartment, grabbing my keys and hurriedly unlocking the door before opening it.

The door slammed shut as Chuuya immediately pressed me against it, his lips on mine in a fervorous kiss. I knocked his hat off his head as I ran my fingers through Chuuya's hair, moaning when his hands started to roam all over my body.

"Fuck..." I moaned softly when Chuuya started to kiss down my neck, squealing when he squeezed on my ass.

"Damn... you won't be able to fucking sit right, either," he growled against my neck as he massaged my ass and thighs. "Let's go."

Groaning when he moved himself away from me, I rushed to lead Chuuya to my bedroom, our clothes coming off in the process and making a trail on the floor.

It didn't take us too long to start really going at it, our lust fueling us to incredible heights. Chuuya held my hips tightly with his leather clad hands, thrusting his hard cock in and out of my soaking pussy.

He was fucking me hard, my body just sprawled on the bed as I moaned and grunted from the pleasure this man was giving me. "Fuck, fuck, Chuuya!" I whined, making the man grin widely as he kept his pace. Sweat covered both of our bodies, moans and deep growls mixing with the sound of skin slapping against skin.

"That's right, dollface, ride me," Chuuya smirked up at me, now on his back as I bounced up and down on his cock. His hands were right on my hips, his eyes going back and forth between  watching my bouncing breasts and watching his cock disappear inside my heat. "Fuck, you're so fucking sexy," he growled, thrusting up particularly hard and making me toss my head back, screaming when I finally fucking cum.

"Oh my God!" I gasped sharply, still squeezing around him as I began to slow down. "Oh fuck... it's so good," I moaned, reaching out and hooking my finger into Chuuya's black choker. I pulled and he pushed himself up, lips meeting mine in a messy kiss.

I moaned against his mouth, still slowly riding him as his hands ran up and down my sides, the leather cool against my skin. Then, Chuuya placed his hands on my hips, and with a mischievous little smirk, he licked his lips. Immediately, my body started to feel a little bit lighter, and Chuuya started to effortlessly bounce me up and down on his cock, 100% controlling my body with his ability.

"Chuuya..." I moaned his name, head lolling back. He continued to maneuver my body, little grunts and moans leaving his own mouth as he worked to reach his own pleasure, and mine.

I came again, tears falling down my face from the intense pleasure, and that was enough for Chuuya to pull me off of him completely, putting me on my knees before him on the bed. His hand grabbed the back of my neck and he pushed my head down, stuffing his cock in my mouth.

"Take it," he growled, his hands in my hair and using it to push my head up and down as he fucked my mouth. I moaned around him, a new wave of pleasure washing over me as I let the mafioso use me as he wanted. Soon enough, he exploded into my mouth, and I made sure I swallowed all of him.

"Fuck, that's hot..." Chuuya breathed out when I opened my mouth to show him that I did so. "You're such a good girl, dollface."

That made me flustered and I looked away shyly, earning a chuckle from him. I looked over when I felt him get up from the bed, thinking that he would leave. Instead, he just gave me a look. "Where is your shower?"

We showered together,  which took longer than needed because Chuuya couldn't keep his hands to himself. I was surprised when he climbed into bed with me afterwards, allowing me to cuddle against him as we slowly fell asleep.

I wasn't surprised though, when I woke up the next morning, sore and alone. I didn't get too upset about it, though. Chuuya laid it out clear and I accepted it and moved on.

I sat on my dining room table, looking through the newspaper as I sipped on my morning coffee. I was looking for a new job and figured looking at the local ads wouldn't hurt.

"Hm... let's see..." I whispered, reaching over and grabbing my knife. I ran the tip of it down the paper, stopping when one particular ad stuck out. "Hm... the Armed Detective Agency, huh? Interesting..." I set my knife down, staring at the ad as I took another careful sip of coffee.

-End

#bsd x reader #chuuya x reader #chuuya nakahara x reader #chuuya smut #bsd smut #dazai x reader #dazai smut #yeah lmao #I got a charlie horse trying to post this but I survive!! #im going to bed after posting this cause im scared please dont yell at me #I tried my best

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i am the worst person to invite to a spooky story contest, ESPECIALLY as a judge, bc like. my unfiltered thoughts on these in past years have included gems such as:

“oh noooo. he’s mentally iiiiiill. fear hiiiiiiim. no, fuck you.”

“normally I don’t think you should turn a culture and its religion into a source for horror. however i will make one exception: the Baptists are free game.”

“cool idea but I don’t think cannibalism is wrong. so you lost me pretty early on.”

“why is this the Odyssey. why is that what you chose as source material.”

“hm. fantastic prose, really like the skin and muscle falling wetly from the body. however you took a sharp nosedive into cultural appropriation so I’m gonna have to stop you there.”

“is it bad of me to say this is gender?”

“i just wanna write ‘okay edgelord’ as my feedback on this one. i shouldn’t do that, right?”

“okay though fey-induced autocannibalism kinda does fuck though”

“NO THOUGHTS JUST FERAL. LOVE AS HORROR AS HORROR AS LOVE. HEALING AS POSSESSION. CROW BONES. YES.”

“again with the cultural appropriation. stop.”

“if your point is that white people fucking with serious things from other cultures is bad, then why is your protagonist who’s against that ALSO WHITE AMERICAN MIDDLE CLASS.”

“cannibalism is not that wrong!! it’s certainly not cataclysmically evil enough to render you monstrous if you’re a literal starving child and your already-dead dad is right there!! like I can see that it would be horrible to go through that, but the little girl you named fucking Sally is the victim and not the monster in this story. she will have so much trauma. be kind to her.”

“if you are writing about this monster, i am gonna assume you did the research and therefore learned that you should not say its name and should definitely not write about this monster?????”

“yes I know he made it rain blood. i stand by what he said. good for him.”

“nonconsensual cannibalism, fun. why is there so much cannibalism though.”

“whoa there buddy calm down with the objectification of women. just because she’s a monster doesn’t mean you get a free pass.”

“could this character’s name be more of a pun?”

“STOP MAKING MENTALLY ILL PEOPLE YOUR SOURCE OF HORROR”

“cool idea. still don’t think cannibalism is wrong.”

“oh but the spooky lady is kinda hot tho”

#i am so judgy all the time #thankfully I have a filter so I did not say the mean things I was thinking #but I was a thinkin em #ollie writes stuff #cannibalism tw #ask to tag bc boy that’s a lot

[magentasky234]

Gregory Edgeworth Week 2021- Day 7: Edgy

Gregory Lives AU.

Miles gets chased by Wendy Oldbag, and it's up to Gregory to stop the "Edgy-poo" obsessed maniac.

Gregory Edgeworth Week is run by @digitalstowaway!

"Hey son, you did great out there." Gregory congratulated his son.

"Thank you father." Miles smiled, walking out of the courthouse with his father."

"How about we stop off somewhere to get something to eat?" Gregory offered, "My treat."

"Sure. That would be excellent." Miles accepted, "What about Eldoons? They do fantastic noodles there."

"Ah, the classic." Gregory grinned, his mind racing with thoughts of delicious noodles, "Shall we go then?"

Miles nodded excitedly.

"Yes."

As they began to walk towards the car park, they heard a terrible voice that belonged to one dreaded person.

"EDGY-POOOOOO!" the nail-on-chalkboard sounding voice rang out.

"Ngoooh!" Miles exclaimed, "Why is that  dreaded witch Oldbag here?"

"EDGY-POOOOOOO! I SEE YOU!" she called in an ever unpleasant tone, "I'M COMING OVER!"

"RUN." Gregory mouthed.

Miles began to run. Oldbag chased him into and around the car park, with Gregory chasing her from behind, trying to stop her. She was surprisingly agile for her age. After a while, she caught Miles by the scruff of his suit.

"CAUGHT YOU!" she cackled, earning a loud groan from Miles.

"OH EDGY-POO I LOVE YOU!" she squawked, spitting lettuce from her teeth.

"That's enough Ms Oldbag." Gregory spoke forcefully, "Please stop harassing my son."

"BUT I LOVE HIIIIIIIM!" Oldbag whined, screeching like an out of tune violin, "YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT WE HAVE!!!!"

Gregory forced Oldbag's hand away from Miles' back and his car keys to Miles.

"Get in the car and lock it." Gregory whispered to Miles, "I'm going to take Miss Oldbag back to the courthouse so we can get away."

Miles nodded, unlocked the car, got in, and locked the door.

"Now Ms Oldbag." Gregory lectured, putting Oldbag's arms behind her back, "You need to come with me."

"IS THIS HOW YOU TREAT A LADY?" she screamed like a banshee, "UNHAND ME AT ONCE!"

"With all due respect Ms Oldbag..." Gregory lectured as he began to walk her forwards, "You were the one who harassed my son, so I'm taking you back to the courthouse so you can cool down and think about what you have done."

"I'VE DONE NOTHING WRONG!" she yelled like an annoying gremlin, "EDGY-POO LOVES ME!"

"I assure you that he does not love you." he retorted, "You have harassed my son, despite the fact that you're not interested, and you still do this, knowing full well that you're married."

"WHO TOLD YOU THAT?" Oldbag growled with such ferocity that could outdo a thousand lions.

"Miles myself told me." Gregory answered, "He found that out because he had the misfortune of being in several of your cases."

"EDGY-POO LOVES ME!" she shouted like an overgrown toddler, "YOU'RE JUST A HUGE LIAR! OOOH... YOU WHIPPERSNAPPERS REALLY ARE DISRESPECTFUL TO YOUR ELDERS!"

Gregory decided to ignore her ear-splitting rambling as they walked the rest of the way to the courthouse.

"I hope you will learn your lesson, Ms Oldbag." he told her off, before sprinting all the way back to the car.

Miles unlocked the car for Gregory and handed the keys back to him once he got in the car. Gregory took a few seconds to breathe before starting the car.

They both could hear "OHH EDGY-POOOOOO! TELL ME WHAT YOUR NASTY FATHER SAID WASN'T TRUE!" in the distance.

"Go, go, go!" Miles hissed at Gregory.

With that, Gregory drove out of the car park and drove as fast as he could within the speed limit to Eldoon's. The car was no match for Oldbag, who had given up once she reached the end of the car park.

Gregory and Miles entered Eldoon's and ordered some noodles. Once the noodles were, they began to eat.

Halfway through the noodles, Gregory spoke up, "I am making you file a restraining order against Ms Oldbag the next time we go to the courthouse."

"Yes, I think that will be for the best of us." Miles agreed.

#gregory edgeworth week 21 #gregory edgeworth week #gregory edgeworth #miles edgeworth #wendy oldbag #ace attorney

[theblackbirdsgemimagines]

Ramble away, cause I feel the twisted head rot, I kinda wanna see what you think about our bois. ~ a pocket sized dragon hops in excitement.

A POCKET SIZED DWAGOOOOOONNNN 😭💞💞💞 That’s so BLESSED, and tysm omg, I’m very glad to just spill out my barking on every boy, bc yEAH THE BRAIN ROT SKDHAKDB

THE BRAIN ROT IS SO REAL LOL

Everything I breathe ends up relating to TWST in some way, like at this point just let me take my friends, cousins, and pets, and of course Lulu and Seb, and I will have 1. A Gottdamned Harem, 2. So Many Children, and 3. NEVER WANT TO LEAVE. Kwfhskdhjwek

Ok this is gonna be long bc I gotta cover all my boys, so rip lol.

Dorm Leads:

Riddle

GOD, my Fucking Baby, my CHILD, my SWEET BABY BOY, I’M 👁💧👄💧👁

I would die for him, beetch, he is PRECIOUS ♥️

He reminds me of how I feel Ciel would behave if S/O took the place as Sebastian’s contracee, too, so like 🥺 Lots of feels 😭

Is Son, I have adopted him now. If you mistreat him, don’t ever speak to me or my son ever again. I’ll FIGHT his MOM, don’t TEST me. I’m his new mom now. His BIRD mom. So proud of him, he’s like...one of the few that’s actually shown growth in canon after his overblot kshdkadjs

Leona

👁💧👄💧👁

.....I am a Mere Simp....

Ya’ll.... I swearh to ghOD I simped hard for Scar back when I was a wee thing, I did NOT expect to simp for him AGAIN LATER IN LIFE, what the FUCK aidhskdhskdj

Like shit bitch, damn, you may not be king of Afterglow honey, but you can be king of my heart if you wAnt to bb....

Leona: *smiles once, even if it’s smugly*

Me: *WEEPING* Look at hiiiiiiim!! My sunshine booooooy! 😭

Does this make me a furry

Probably

I am too Simp to Care Anymore

I HESITATED TO GET ATTACHED BC THIS BOY LOOKS LIKE A FUCKIN WOMANIZER IF I EVER SAW ONE, BUT HE DRINKS HIS RESPECT WOMEN JUICE EVERY SINGLE MORNING AND I WAS A GONNER SNDJAJDHSJ

FUCK

Call me a Herbivore again, bully me //SLAPPED

Azul

He secretly a lil shit sometimes, but tha’s ok, it’s mostly in a silly way, especially post overblot~ UvU

The sweetest bby everytime I read fanposts on him, like god, ah 💜💜💜 WHOMST COULD BULLY SUCH A CUTE CHUBBY OCTOBABY I’LL FIGHT ALL OF EM!! A sweetheart 10/10 would be his friend 💗 Not making contracts with him tho, lol

...ok maybe SOME after his overblot, but they’re able to be easily reversed now, so it’s way more chill andhsjdj

Kalim

FUCK!!!! F U C K!!!! BABYYYYYYY!!!! BABY!!!! I HAVE ADOPTED HIM IF YOU TOUCH HIM YOU D I E

He is literally so sweet, anytime anyone was like “you’re so nice it’s annoying” I WAS READY TO COME FLYING IN TO BITCH SLAP THEM LIKE AJDHSKDHSJ (even if I also loved them lol)

Like NO you are WRONG whfksjd

He has also grown so much, and I am proud ♥️🧡

Vil

Jesus Christ, canon Vil is Hurting Meeeeee ajdhskdhsj

My fave fanon Vil is the one that recognizes all different types of beauty, though~ uvu and is v encouraging to anyone that may be struggling with self hatred 💜

Canon: Vil is pretty~.

Me: Wow, wtf???? He IS so pretty... How rude I didn’t think you were serious! Wow him??? Pretty??? Wow??? Wow...

Idia

I’m not sure yet, as I haven’t seen him very often, but of the few times that I have: BIG same, huge mood, and Me FUCKING Too, goddamn akdhakdj

Idia is my Anxiety and Anime Nerd personified tbh lol

What Ortho is to him are what all my comfort characters are to me, honestly.

Like what would you like bby, you want that singing voice?? Ok here comes a synthesizer just special for you~. Ily, mwah~ u3u 💕

Malleus

HEAVY BREATHING

Ok maybe it’s just the lack of story/info out on him yet, but I don’t currently simp as hard for him compared to Leona, I’ll admit jajdkajd

BUT BOY HOWDEY DO I EVER STILL S I M P...

He Is Baby... And I Lob Him....

I am going to smooch those horns and forehead crown of beautiful scales 🖤🖤🖤 I am going to do it!!!! Here I go!!!

HE CAN HAVE ALL THE ICE CREAM AND TAMAGATCHI DATES HE WANTS I’M- 😭

This man is too precious for words, and I have so much childhood nostelgia to ‘enchanted’ woods, and being in the mountains, so he has Old Fae Friend vibes to me~🖤

DRAGON FORM DRAGON FORM DRAGON FORM DRAGON FORM DRAGON F-

Ngl I ship him and Leona a lil bit lol

No, not just bc that makes a poly with my two faves easier, but that is a bonus factor jadhajdj

Vice Dorm Heads:

Trey

Oh my god, the Daddy to my Mommy with all these newly adopted lil kids of ours, ya know??? What a wholesome sweetie and funny lil shit jahdksdh~

I love him, I would gladly make tarts with, AND for him 💚💚💚

The kind of boi who I’d ship HARD with anyone he started dating bc My God it would warm my heart So Much 💞💞

Ruggie (unofficial but may as well be at this point lol)

He took a while to grow on me kadhskdhsj

But I think he’d be a sweet, if a trouble-maker of a friend to have~.

Dank you for taking care of my sweet lion bby, honey, I’m sure Farrena is a sweetheart, but boi I hope he gets his shit together to fix up where Ruggie lives 😭

I think if I met his granny, I’d CRY jadhajsh 💗💗

Leech Twins (?)

Idk if they’re vice leaders, but who cares lol

THESE are the older Big Brothers in every sense of the word. (My canon ages most everyone up just a bit, save for Riddle, Ace, Deuce, Kalim, Jamil, Cheka, and anyone already 20+)

The ANNOYING older big brothers, lol.

The ones that hug you to death (Floyd), or use you for an arm rest (Jade), and specifically Do the thing you asked/told them NOT to Do.

This is fine with me tho, I’m an only child, please give me the experience of annoying older brothers lol 💙💚

Jamil

I used to hate you bby, I’m so sorry akdhskdhs

I’ve adopted him now, and I’m v proud he’s trying, but making clear what his boundaries are, and trying to come out of a shell he was made to be in for so long 😭

AND HIS DANCING IS SICK LIKE HONESTLY I’M SUCH A PROUD MOM 💗💗💗

Rook

God. FUCKING Rook, lol.

IDK IF I SHOULD TRUST YOU, but I also kinda wanna be your friend akdhakdjs

HE CONCERNS ME but he also seems nice and v sweet sometimes, lmao

Blz don’t stalk me tho 😬

STOP SHOOTING YOUR ARROWS AROUND SCHOOL YOU BLOODY HEATHEN FRENCH PRISS, YOU ARE GOING TO KILL SOMEONE

Also, if he DARES hunt cute animals around me, especially BIRDS, I am going to GRIP him jahdkahdsk

He’s like if Lord Druitt was a Little More Nice and a Little Bit Less Creepy ajdhak

Lilia:

GOD.

I LOVE THIS FUCKING GRANDPA.

I. FUCKING. LOVE. THIS FUCKING. GRANDPA.

I absolutely hc him as nonbinary w/masc pronouns, I absoLUTELY do.

I adore him, I love him, I haven’t gotten a squish (hardcore desire to be someone’s friend, lol) this hard for a character since AngelDust, I-

Pwease be nonbinary friends with me, Lilia 🥺

THE ONLY PERSON HERE SHORTER THAN ME, BUT I’LL TAKE IT AJDHAKDHJS

Anyone know Corpse and how he plays Among Us? That’s how I see Lilia playing his video games with friends and I JUST I JUST I J U S T

The Spencer to your Carly.

He and Crowley are free to compete as Dad with me too like honestly kshdkadjjs

He’ll always be granpa tho uvu 💚💖🖤

Extras:

Ace

God, the Fucking Annoying Middle Brother that pranks you ALL THE DAMN TIME, but I love him andhakdhsk

Deuce

THE BROTHER THAT WILL BEAT UP YOUR BULLIES 💙💙💙 SWEET BABY BOY

The Josh to Ace’s Drake. The Cody to Ace’s Zack. The Freddie to your Carly and Ace’s Sam.

If he and Ace started dating, tho, I would CRY.

But regardless who they end up dating, it’ll be slow burn friends to lovers, and literally the most adorable shit to watch EVER 💞💞💞😭

Cater

Seems Like A Womanizer But Actually Drinks His Reapect Women Juice And We Stan That 🧡

Can always count on him to help tou get the best Magicram shots, bless you Cater 🧡🧡

Also rly wanna be his friend, ngl 😭 Even IF he pranks me a lot kadhakdhsj

Jack:

H E AV Y BR EA T H IN G

Ngl my feelings for him are in the air IDK IF I WANNA SMOOCH OR NOT YET I JUST KNOW I LOB HIM HE GOODEST BESTEST BOY 💛💛💛😭

If all three Savannaclaw bois got in a cuddle pile with me, I would Not Be Mad

How can I give this boy love, tell me and I will Do It

Gift him all the cacti’s he WANTS💛

God he drinks that respecc women juice bright and early on his run every morning, you KNOW he does 💛💛💛

I wawnt to pet his ears an tail an fwuffy wolf form 😭

I WAWNT TO SEE THE BOY SMILE AND BE HAPPY 💞💞💞

Sebek

CHILL CHILL CHILL CHILL CH-

He is a v devoted guard tho, we love to see it UvU

I don’t have more info on him hekdhskdj but his fanmade content seems v v sweet~ 💚

Silver

HE ATTRACTS BIRDS AND I CRY ABOUT IT PLEASE BE MY FRIEND AND TEACH ME HOW 🥺🥺🥺

Him being raised by Lilia and Malleus literally gives me so much Fucking Seratonin....... God 💞💕💗💗💞💞💗💗💕💞

Ortho

IS BABY????? IS BABY!!!!!! I’M LOVE HIM I’M ADOPTING HIM IS BABYYYYYYY 💙💙💙💙💙

Cheka:

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

He is so FUCKING CUTE what the FUCK!

Leonaaaaaaa... 🥺 Your NEPHEWWWWW 😭

I might steal him from Farrena tbh, lIKE MY CHILD NOW~ 🧡🧡

I just sob and hug him every time I see him honestly 😭

Teachers:

Dire Crowley

Ohhhhhh god oh god oh god

Be my dad. Please. Be my dad. PLEASE be my dad. Ya’ll think I’m joking, I’m not. Please adopt me. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.

This man as a father gives me so much dopamine and oxytocin and seratonin??? I have been weeping for WEEKS, please adopt me, Sir

Fathers with zero braincells being wrapped around a daughter’s little finger makes me so weak, and I am just here with Daddy Issues like ajdhakdhsj BLEASE ADOPT ME MISTER BIRD MAN

Crewel

Ew.

Forgive me, I haven’t seen much content with him in it/that could be considered wholesome, bUT JADHWKDJSJ

UncoMFORTABLE

Please keep the kink talk out of the classroom, S I R

Call me puppy one more time, see what happens, I’m not scared to fight a teacher akdhakdhsj

Trein

The Dad Figure that tries to be the stern part to Crowley’s blumbering kahdkqrhsjdj

Don’t feel as much attachment to him emotionally, but I like him~

Just let me pet your cat sometimes and give you holiday presents, and we’re cool~ ♥️

Vargas

Found the womanizer //SMACKED

And of course, I can’t forget Grim~!

He’s grown on me, and if anything happens to him I will kill everyone in the room, and then myself 😭

I will pet and snuggle and hold him all he wants and feed him all the tuna his heart desires uvu 💙

#THIS TOOK A LONG TIME FORGIVE ME JADHSKDHSKDH #MY PHONE WAS LAGGING IN TYPING AFTER A WHILE I WAS LIKE KEEP GOIN BESSY ANDHSJJD #twisted wonderland #twst dorm leaders #twst vice dorm leaders #dire crowley #leona kingscholar #riddle rosehearts #azul ashengrotto #idia shroud #vil schoenheit #malleus draconia #asks #answered #THANK YOU FOR GIVIN ME MORE OF AN EXCUSE JSADBJASDN #<3 <3

[littlespoonevan]

I saw your tags at that carl gif set and, while I'm still stuck on season 9, i really like Carl's journey and i like how if you look at the first season all you think is, yeah, this kid is not gonna make it. But he did!!!!! and it's like, I'm so proud of hiiiiiiim. It's like some of my mom's students, who in school are so difficult and make everyone's life harder, and then, like 10-15 years later they visit my mom's school and they're hard working people that you end up to respect

i get what you mean!! i think, for all that it’s never been a major story, carl has had a really great character arc in terms of learning from his mistakes as a teenager and growing up to be a genuinely good person. and for all that he’s still supposed to be the “dumb” character, i do think he’s matured a lot over the last few seasons. and while i know people have had concerns about the police storyline (myself included) and it’s absolutely not a storyline without its issues (namely his partner who encourages police brutality being a black woman??????), i do think they’re hopefully setting it up as a way for carl to realise it’s not the job he thought it’d be and that it’ll kickstart him finding a new way to be a positive force in their community.

#you know what the scenes in today's ep reminded me of? #the moment in s5 (6??) where his friend kills the child #and he realises 'holy fuck this is not the way it's supposed to be' #you very much feel that same reaction from him in the scenes with lucy #season 11 #shameless related #anon #asks

[glacecakes]

Wisdom Teeth Really Hold Your Braincells

Posting my other Varigo oneshot here since the other two did so well on tumblr :) And since this one is shorter the whole thing is under read more! 

I am also now taking Varigo fic requests! 

Hugo gets his wisdom teeth out and lets a few secrets slip. Modern day AU.

-

“Ok, the doctor’s all finished.”

Varian looked up from his phone to see the nurse smiling kindly. Her scrubs were slightly rumpled as she gestured for Varian to follow her back to the operating room.

“It went off without a hitch, and since his insurance covers wisdom tooth removal, you’re free to leave.” She opened the door, but turned to face him before she opened it fully. “Just so you know, he’s on laughing gas, so he’s… acting a little funky.”

Varian laughed sheepishly. “Yea, I figured. Did he give you any trouble?” It was hell just to get his boyfriend here. Hugo had been fortunate(?) enough to not need his wisdom teeth out as a teen, but as an adult Hugo had to admit they were troubling him. He’d tried to hide it at first, brushing off Varian’s concerns, but eventually he’d been in pain at all hours of the day, and that was enough for Varian to schedule the surgery despite his boyfriend’s protests.

The man refused to admit when he needed help, damn him.

“Not at all,” The nurse responded. “One of the best behaved patients we had in awhile.” She looked like she was trying not to laugh. Varian stepped into the room to see the dentist cleaning up, and sitting in the chair was a very sad Hugo.

“Hugo?” He called, and Hugo looked up at him like a kicked puppy. Varian could count on one hand the amount of times he’d seen his boyfriend cry, so this was a concerning development. “Babe, are you ok? What hurts?” He rushed over to his side. Hugo sniffed miserably.

“I miss Varian,” he mumbled through the gauze. “I miss hiiiiiiim!” He moaned, sliding down in the chair. The dentist stifled a laugh.

Varian blinked a few times. He… missed him? “Hugh, I’m right here,” He laughed nervously, though slightly flattered. Hugo frowned, turning to Varian as if he didn’t recognize him. Then, his face lit up like a Christmas tree.

“Babe!” He attempted to stand, but the way he slid down the chair made it difficult. He nearly toppled to the floor before Varian helped him stand up. “You’re here! You’re really here!” He cheered, wrapping himself around Varian with an air-tight grip.

“Of course I am. I drove you here.”

“You did? You’re so thoughtful!”

Varian looked pleadingly at the nurse, who was clearly amused. “Was he like this the whole time?” He asked numbly.

The nurse grinned. “Nah, he wasn’t sad until the very end. Anytime we stopped working he was talking about you, though. You must be very lucky.” Varian’s cheeks flushed red as Hugo attempted to kiss his cheek, only to be stopped by the fact that his mouth was numb.

“I’m the lucky one,” Hugo mumbled, opting to bury his face into Varian’s neck instead. The shorter man couldn’t help but feel slightly overwhelmed. Hugo never acted like this normally; sure, he’d flirt and compliment Varian to high heavens, but he was never the type for mushy-gushy over-the-top proclamations of love. It just wasn’t their thing. So to see Hugo clingy and docile as a lamb all while spouting his undying love for his boyfriend, it was a little jarring. All Varian could think to do was shush him as they exited the dentist’s with instructions for the next few days.

-

“Varian, can we get McDonalds?” Hugo asked as soon as they got in the car. That was another thing. He kept calling Varian by his full name. No Var, or hummingbird, or Hairstripe, or any of the other dozens of nicknames he liked to give him. And the way he said it was like addressing royalty, with a fond reverence in every syllable. Hugo fumbled slightly with his seat belt, but otherwise was ok. He wiggled slightly as he spoke.

“Sorry babe, no solid foods for a bit. Doctor’s orders.”

“Fuck doctors! What do they know?”

“A lot.” Varian grumbled as he turned out of the office. He sighed. “If you won’t listen to the doctors will you listen to me?” He glanced over to see Hugo staring at him.

“I’d die for you.”

“That’s slightly concerning.”

“I mean it,” Hugo leaned over to rest his head on Varian’s shoulder. Varian shrugged him off, since it wasn’t safe. “I would betray my mom for you!”

“Ok, random . Where did you get that from?”

“That book series you like. Flynn’s partner betrays his mom to help him enter the Eternal Library in book 7.”

Varian looked over in shock, nearly missing the green light. “You read those?”

“They make you so happy, I read them when you go to sleep so I can follow you when you talk.” Hugo responded dutifully. That was new. Hugo usually made fun of him for liking a kid’s book, yet he still took the time to learn about it for Varian. A warm feeling fluttered around in his stomach. God damn did he love that guy.

Eyes misting up slightly, he turned back to the road. “What other things are you keeping from me?” He asked, mostly joking.

Hugo frowned, thinking for a moment. He prodded his chin in thought, ignoring Varian’s remarks to not aggravate his injuries. His face lit up as the car entered their apartment complex’s parking lot. “Oh yeah! I bought a ring last week!”

Varian nearly swerved into a post. He parked at record speed, and it was probably the worst parking job he’d ever done. But that didn’t matter. He shut off the car before looking over at Hugo in absolute shock, eyes bugging out of his head.

Hugo looked serene, eyes full of warmth as he stared right back. The scene would’ve been hilarious, his lovestruck expression coupled with his cheeks puffed up from bloody gauze. But Varian didn’t care about that. He cared about what Hugo had just said.

“When. When you say ring,” Varian struggled to find the words. “Do you mean, ring for… for me … or, like a gift?”

Hugo held up a finger in a wait gesture, digging into his pocket. With a little “tada”, he produced a small box for Varian to take. He did, raising an eyebrow.

“It’s a gift!” Hugo lit up, grinning a bloody grin at his boyfriend. Varian let out a sigh of relief.

“For you.” He opened the box to reveal a gold ring embedded with a small emerald, cut into the shape of a square, not unlike a diamond.

Varian slumped over, hitting the steering wheel. Of course. Of fucking course . Hugo remained oblivious to Varian’s panic, now trying to fight his way out of the seatbelt.

Hugo was going to propose to him.

Hugo was going to propose to him .

It shouldn’t surprise Varian, in all honesty. They’d been living together for… gosh, 2 years now? And they’d been dating at least another year. It wasn’t like this was too out of the blue, they’d talked about it before. Hugo had admitted he didn’t want to get married when he was younger. He’d been tossed around a lot as a kid, he’d said. Lost a lot of faith in government institutions. Varian didn’t blame him; he’d had a similar phase when his dad was hospitalized. He had promised Hugo that they’d go at their own pace, and if they never got officially married, it didn’t bother him. They had each other, and that was what mattered.

Not that Varian didn’t want it! Quite the opposite. He just… never thought it would happen. He always figured that if they did get married, it’d be a spur of the moment elopement. Or that Varian would propose when Hugo said he was ready.

But Hugo was ready, and he wanted it badly enough that he was going to propose… Varian let out a hysterical laugh.

“Varian…” Hugo whined, still fighting the seatbelt.

Varian let out a wet laugh, wiping away the tears that were pooling in his eyes. “Yeah, I got you,” He said.

-

Hugo felt like death.

He groaned miserably, rolling over on the couch, hoping to see Varian beside him in the other chair. Alas, that was not the case. The sun was high in the sky, meaning either he was hungover and slept in a ridiculous amount, or he’d laid down for a nap and lost all sense of self.

It was probably the latter. His teeth throbbed in pain.

Right, dentist.

“Babe?” Varian called from somewhere in the house. “Are you awake?”

“Barely,” Hugo grumbled, wiping his eyes and reaching for his glasses on the counter. His world came into focus as Varian rounded the corner and into Hugo’s field of view. “Gah. Why did I let you talk me into this?”

“Because the pain is gonna start to go away,” Varian responded, sitting down on the couch beside him. He held up a glass of water and painkillers for Hugo to take. “There’s ice cream in the fridge if you want it.”

Hugo sighed in thanks, reaching over to take the items. As he took the glass of water, he noticed something gleaming on Varian’s outstretched hand. Something very familiar. He nearly dropped the glass in shock.

Reaching out with his other hand, he flipped over Varian’s to see his ring staring back at him. Mind racing, his horrified eyes met Varian’s sheepish ones.

Oh shit.

Hugo dropped the glass onto the table, before groaning and burying his head in his hands. “ Please tell me I didn’t propose while high on pain meds.” God, just kill him now.

“You didn’t propose, you just… gave me the ring,” Varian responded, patting Hugo’s back in sympathy.

“That’s even worse!”

“I can give it back?”

“What, no! You put it on, no take backs!”

“You didn’t even ask!” Varian was trying not to laugh now. Hugo looked up from his hands to see his eyes shining. Well, might as well make this incredibly corny. He got up from the couch, rounding the side to face Varian, and dramatically dropped to one knee. He nearly fell over, but managed to maintain his balance.

Hugo cleared his throat. “Sir Varian, son of Quirin-”

“I have a last name.”

“Fine. Sir Varian Ruddiger, son of Quirin,”

“And Ulla!”

“Let me finish!”

Varian was openly laughing now, and it was infectious. The two giggled, Hugo clutching his boyfriend for support.

“Would you,” he straightened back up. “Give me the honor , the glory , the privilege , of contributing to a corrupt industry and bankrupting ourselves to prove that we love each other?”

“How romantic,” Varian deadpanned, face giving away his true feelings. “But yes, I will marry you.”

Hugo couldn’t help it; he was too excited. He grabbed Varian, sweeping him up into an embrace. He buried his face into Varian’s hair, breathing in his scent. He’d get to do this for the rest of his life! Letting go, he lowered his head to kiss Varian…

Only for Varian to stop him with a hand.

“I love you, but I’m not kissing you, Mr. Blood Mouth.”

“Wait shit, am I still bleeding?”

#tangled #varian #tangled the series #varigo #varian and the seven kingdoms au #varian and the seven kingdoms #hugo the human #tts #tts varian

[haro-whumps]

Box Boy Meeting Yanni

(CW: slavery, dehumanization, creepy + intimate whumper, implied noncon, possessive behaviors)

I STRONGLY discourage readers with any kind of paranoia from reading this chapter.

Tag list <3:  @thatsthewhump @whump-it @ashintheairlikesnow @fairybean101 @finder-of-rings @comfortforthepain @shameless-whumper @that-one-thespian @burtlederp @castielamigos-whump-side-blog @raigash @im-not-rare-im-rarr @spiffythespook

Masterlist

Much as they would have loved to quit their job and just lounge around with Soren for the rest of their life, Ren did in fact have to go back to work eventually. So they showed up in a white button down and a pencil skirt with red lipstick and their hair tied in a high ponytail, tips of their hair just tickling at the nape of their neck, and resigned themself to staring at Soren through the cameras all day.

“REN!” Yanni shouted, banging open the door of their office and draping herself dramatically in the doorframe. “My favorite gossipbuddy in the ENTIRE office and you left me alone for a WEEK!” she accused, storming over to their desk and nearly flailing a hand into one of their potted plants. 

They liked gardening. Liked knowing that there were living creatures that, without Ren, would die.

“A week and a day,” Ren corrected with a playful smile. “It’s Tuesday.”

“Cruel and heartless, Ren, cruel and heartless,” she said, plopping herself on their desk. They laughed good-naturedly, leaning an arm over the back of their chair and smiling up at her. “Did you go on another cruise with your mama?” she asked less theatrically.

“No, actually. I was busy with something new.” They gave a wicked grin, which prompted her to lean in, ready for whatever they were about to share. They’d conditioned the response, personally. “I got myself a Box Boy.”

Yanni gasped, lighting up. “No! Show me pictures, show me pictures! Is he cute?”

“He’s so cute,” Ren said, pulling out their phone and bringing up a picture of their precious angel. “His name is Soren, he’s the same age as me, and his hair is this gorgeous texture.”

“Oh my god!” she squealed, “Look at hiiiiiiim, oh my gooooood!” She fanned at her face excitedly, and Ren swiped through a couple more pictures with their thumb. “Ren he’s adorable!!!”

“And he’s sweet as a peach, too,” Ren bragged, smiling down at Soren’s blushing face. “My personal little angel.”

“Ugh, now you’re making me want one! I swear, ever since Box Babes came out with their spring lineup, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. Did you see that lineup? The one with that gorgeous big-titty one in the purple?”

“Was it the same line that had the one with curly brown hair and pretty green eyes?” Ren asked. Yanni tilted her head, her curly brown hair bouncing in its ponytail and her pretty green eyes looking off to the side in thought.

“Not sure! It’s not an uncommon complexion, though,” Yanni said with a careless shrug, and Ren hummed, a private smile on their face, eyes on hers. She smiled back. “But seriously, that one Babe was soooooo pretty, and I’ve been needing an outlet.”

‘You really do,” Ren agreed.

“I can’t help it that the gods made me horny. And like, none of the women in this office are bangable, you know? They’re all, ugh, smart.”

“Working with folk of our caliber, I’d hope they would be,” Ren said easily, mostly entertained by Yanni’s over the top theatrics. They felt warmly towards her. Not that she’d ever be in any danger of it, but if--in some other life--she were made into a Box Babe herself, Ren would’ve just as happily bought her.

It would still have meant that they wouldn’t have a pet they could really yank around, but at least neither would ever need to feel jealous of the other.

“Well, obviously,” Yanni said with a flip of her hair. “But it does shrink my dating pool to zilch. I mean, seriously, what’s a gal gotta do to get herself a bimbo these days?!”

Ren pretended to hum thoughtfully, and shrugged with an airy “Buy one.”

They shared a laugh, and Yanni leaned in to kiss their cheek. “You’re so fun, I missed you. You should invite me over to meet your new little plaything!”

“Maybe,” Ren said, “We’ll see how I feel at the end of the day.”

Yanni stuck her tongue out at them. “You just wanna hole up with that cute little bean and keep him all to yourself.”

Ren shrugged. “Maybe, maybe not. Guess you’ll never know.”

“Well, text me whenever you decide. Oh! But, I did get sent in here for a reason. Like, a reason-reason, not just to bitch you out for stranding me here!”

“Oh?” Ren asked unapologetically.

“Coffee machine broke yesterday. Help us Ren-bi Wan Kenobi! You’re our only hope!”

Huh. They hadn’t even sabotaged it that time. It meant the thing was actually malfunctioning, but they weren’t particularly concerned, as they stood and left their office. By this point, they knew the insides of the thing better than the manufacturers did. 

A couple of their office-mates were gathered in the break room, one of them contemplating buying iced coffee from the company fridge, a couple chatting with empty hands, another very sullenly nursing a cup of water. Aimie looked up from said water cup and caught sight of Ren, and her face immediately lit up.

“Ren! Thank god; the damn thing’s been broken all week!”

“It’s only Tuesday,” Ren said with a laugh, basking in the turning attention of the break room, each and every one of them delighted to see Ren. 

“It’s already Tuesday,” Yanni corrected, hopping up on the counter next to the coffee machine as Ren pulled open the panel. “You’ve come to us in our darkest hour!” she said with a dramatically raised fist.

Ren poked around, checking the usual spots they sabotaged it in. One of the wires they used most frequently had jiggled loose all on its own. They must have used that wire too much, and now it was worn down from the constant in and out. But, that just meant they didn’t have to sneak in here and break the thing as often anymore, and would be able to walk in with other people and be lauded for their competence without needing to time things perfectly when the room was empty. If they could just get access to the security cameras legally, this would all be so much simpler.

“And booting back on,” Ren announced calmly, the room watching with baited breath, and they all let out a playful (but only so playful) cheer when the thing beeped to life.

“Our hero!” Yanni shouted, flinging her arms around their neck and kissing their cheek. They laughed, hugging her back, and offered her the first paper cup off the stack, as a monarch bestowing riches to a favored knight. They placed their hand on the nape of her neck while she filled the cup, pretending to lean on her while they looked at their phone (Soren was on the balcony again).

One of the first things they’d done when they decided they liked Yanni was touch her neck, like this, their hand pressing down on the clasp of her necklace. It dug into their hand, but it dug into her neck too, and was the first step in conditioning her to put up with mild discomfort in exchange for Ren’s touch and attention. Of course, they would never do anything terrible to her, no no, they wouldn’t be mean to their friend, but they liked knowing that they could, that their friends would let them. They were better now, than as a teenager. Smoother, sharper, smarter about this. They hadn’t conditioned Soren successfully in their youth, having to wait until he was a precious little Box Boy to get him acting like he should, but they were doing a fine job of manipulating Yanni. She was willing to put up with most anything, these days.

“See you at lunch,” Yanni said, steam wafting out from the little hole in the plastic lid. “You’ve got so much office gossip I need to catch you up on!”

“Looking forward to it,” Ren said honestly, giving her a quick kiss on the temple before returning to their office.

They thought about it. Yanni was very, very much a lesbian, so therefore would pose no “threat” for Ren with Soren. Her interest in him really and truly would be entirely aesthetic, and she would have no interest in taking what was Ren’s. She wasn’t violent, and respected other people’s properties (Ren’s more than most), so she wouldn’t hurt Soren, but she was also a little careless and very energetic, so she might play a little rough. She might shake Soren up a bit, leave him nervous and trembling and desperately folding into Ren’s embrace, which was definitely desirable. She might also just coo over him, pinching his cheeks and braiding his hair and fawning until she got bored and demanded Ren distract her in other ways, which was also fine. 

Ren tried to think of possible downsides to inviting Yanni over, examining potential outcomes thoroughly. They did, after all, like to be prepared. They especially couldn’t afford to be careless with Soren, not when they had him just like they wanted him. But all they came up with were pros. Yanni would undoubtedly like Soren, and would be further convinced to buy a Box Babe of her own. That would mean she’d waste less time trying to find hookups or dates, which detracted her attention from Ren, and would leave her better able to focus on them, devote her time to them. 

If she bullied Soren a little, it would leave him clingy and needy. If she bullied Soren too much, it wouldn’t happen instantaneously, and Ren could step in when things crossed a line, and Soren would be grateful and view them as his savior (which they were, anyway). If she was nothing but sweet and friendly, well, Soren deserved that. Ren would be able to show off how well trained Soren was, which was a stroke to their vanity, and Yanni would get more quality time with Ren, which the two of them hadn’t had in a while.

They checked in on Soren again (in the kitchen now, and when they checked their clock it was about lunchtime), got up from their desk, and headed out to the vending machine. They bought a bar of super-dark chocolate and swung by Yanni’s office, decorated with streamers and rainbows and artfully nude paintings and photographs of women. 

“Knock knock,” they said, after they’d already crossed the threshold and were in the middle of sauntering to her desk. She looked up, grinned bright, and then saw that they had a chocolate bar in hand.

“Oooo, you get me something?” she asked, hand already extended, and they dropped it into her palm with a pleasant hum.

“You know I like spoiling you.”

“I dooooo, you dooooo,” she cooed, unwrapping it and taking a bite. “Is it lunch already?”

“Sure is. Also, you should stop by after work today and meet my little Soren.”

“Hell yes!” Yanni said, sticking the bar in her mouth so she could lock up her computer with both hands. She looped her arm around Ren’s, and the two went to lunch, Yanni informing them of all the office gossip over green iced tea and shakshouka. The knowledge that Carl’s father had recently passed was useful. It meant he would be… vulnerable. It did put a closing-window-time frame on whether or not Ren liked him enough to want him, though. If they didn’t, he wouldn’t be worth the effort, emotional vulnerability or no. Sure, Carl was nice enough, but he was getting kind of old, and didn’t exactly have enough clout to make him useful.

But he did have that lovely sense of humor, and he gave out compliments easily, which Ren liked. Decisions decisions.

“Back to the grind,” Yanni said with a sigh as they tossed their trash.

“Halfway there,” they comforted, touching her back. “I’ll see you after work, puppy,” they said, playful and quiet. Calling her puppy was an inside joke between them, given how excitable and bubbly she was, how easy it was to get her wound up. They always said it affectionately, so she knew they weren’t calling her a bitch or anything, that was the last connotation they wanted with their words. But she really was, she was their cute little puppy.

And Soren was their pretty little bird, whose wings they’d finally clipped. 

Yanni’s voice echoed through their home when the two walked through the front door that evening, and when she laughed brightly Ren took the opportunity to call out, “Soren, baby, heel!”

Soren rounded the stairs the moment after; he must have started coming when he heard their voices. “Ohhh, he’s even cuter in real life!” Yanni squealed as he came down, and when Ren opened their arms he rushed to them, eyes lingering nervously on Yanni. 

“Soren, this is Yanni,” Ren said sweetly, voice once again taking that high pitch like they were talking to a child.

“Hello, Yanni,” Soren said, reluctant to be pushed away from Ren’s chest.

“Hello sweetie!” she cooed, reaching out and pinching his cheeks. Ren chuckled breathily. They were definitely pinchable. “You are just as cute as a button omg! Oh, oh, is he name brand?”

“He is,” Ren said proudly, stroking his hair and letting the silky strands fall off their fingers in a small cascade. 

“So he comes with like, positions and stuff, right?”

“Soren, position two.”

Soren collapsed to his knees, eyes turned to Ren, who smiled at him.

“Aaaa, okay, okay, uh, position four!” Yanni said. Soren glanced to her, then back at Ren, who made a ‘go on’ kind of gesture. Soren lifted up off his ankles, though remained on his knees, and extended his wrists to Yanni, who giggled.

“How abouuuuut, twelve! No, thirteen!” Soren stopped mid-motion, then slipped easily into position, and Yanni rattled off a few more random numbers.

“Which one’s your favorite?” Yanni asked, beaming at Ren.

“Soren, Position 22.”

Soren knelt, much like position two, only this time his jaw dropped open.

“EW! You perv!” Yanni said with a high giggle, punching Ren in the shoulder. Ren laughed along with, and punched back. They always punched back harder, and they always punched back last. She accepted this about them, though sometimes in her rowdier moods they would be forced to leave her rubbing at her arm with a half-hidden wince. “So, you fuck him then?” she asked, rounding Soren and tugging experimentally on a lock of hair. “Oh wow it is soft,” she muttered, grabbing a handful.

“Not yet,” Ren said lazily, observing Soren’s cute little winces, the way his throat worked as he tried to swallow his spit with an open mouth, attempting to prevent himself from drooling. “I want the first time to be perfect.”

Yanni nodded with a noisy inhale. “I do know this about you,” she said. “Man, now I really want a Box Babe.”

“You should get one; they’re delightful.”

“Huh Soren, should I get one?” Yanni asked, sitting down on her haunches and pulling him back against her shoulder, hand on top of his collar.

“I-If you think you’d like one, ma’am.”

“I wouldn’t wait to fuck mine, though,” she said, almost conversationally, booping Soren on the nose.

“And I know this about you,” Ren said with a chuckle. “Noisy slut that you are.”

“It’s true, I’m the sluttiest,” Yanni said, standing and using Soren’s shoulder to help herself up. She pulled on his hair, forcing his head back so he looked up at her. “And these pets really are just to die for, huh?”

“I wouldn’t say die, maybe just spend lots of money on,” Ren said. They snapped their fingers. “Soren, here.”

Soren rushed to them, barely even hiding that he was glad to be out from under her tugging and prodding hands, and when they kissed him he kissed back eagerly, pressing his body up against theirs, gratitude and relief clearly bleeding through his touch. 

“Oh that so does it, I’m getting one. Wanna help me look?” Yanni asked, wrapping her arms around Ren’s waist from behind and going tip-toed to rest her chin on their shoulder. Thoughts of what it would be like to have her collared and doing this, of being sandwiched between two of their favorite friends, maybe tugging on Yanni’s collar a little, came into Ren’s mind, and they smiled brightly.

“Sure! I can show you some of the other sites I was looking at too; even the ones that aren’t big brands can have some attractive wares.”

“Okay,” Yanni said easily, “Oh but first, we have to see if that purple one from the lineup is still available. Seriously, Ren, you’re gonna lose it when you see her, she’s SO pretty!”

“Well, c’mon then,” Ren said, beckoning them both into the living room and pulling out their computer. They pulled up the Whumpees-R-Us homepage and Yanni nuzzled up against their side, giggling. “Soren baby, come up on the couch with us too,” Ren said as they pulled up the Box Babes lineup.

“Oh, she is pretty,” they remarked, zooming in on the one in purple. They hooked the arm they weren’t using to navigate the mouse around Soren’s shoulders, pulling him in nice and close.

“Isn’t she though? God, she’s just, look at her tits!”

“I’m looking, I’m looking, they’re hard to miss!” Ren said with a laugh. 

“How do we see if she’s still for sale?” Yanni asked, and Ren clicked around.

“Oh, yeah, she’s sold. Here, let’s pull up the available listings? Or do you want to customize?”

“Ugh, I’m not that rich. And I’m not my mama’s special favorite, either,” she said teasingly, and Ren elbowed her in the rib.

Yanni laughed. “Filter it though. I want big tits and low intelligence.”

After a bit of scrolling and some more filters, Yanni found one she liked, a beautiful young thing, and Ren tugged on Soren’s hair. 

“Huh, Soren, what do you think of her?” Ren asked, angling the laptop a little.

“She’s, um, very pretty? And, her number is pretty low, which means, I think, she’d be happy to have a mistress, and grateful.”

“Do low numbers mean they’ve been there a while?” Yanni asked.

“Mm. Usually. That, or th-they were, um,” Soren looked away, and Ren tightened their hold, which made him unwind ever so slightly, “refurbished.”

“Ohhhh, so she could be a naughty bitch,” Yanni said thoughtfully, tapping her fingers against her chin.

“E-Either way, she’ll be grateful, ma’am, I, I’m sure!”

“We should check her personality statistics,” Ren said, smoothing their palm over Soren’s pretty head, letting him press his face to their chest and tremble against them. 

Personality stats were good, she was as-of-yet unbought so concerns of refurbishment were null, and Ren enjoyed the little twitch that Soren gave every time the word “refurbish” was said. Yanni ended up buying her on Ren’s computer, with her credit card, and kissed their cheek before she left for the night.

“See you tomorrow!” she called.

“See you tomorrow,” they answered, and as soon as she’d closed the door they turned to Soren, lifting his chin.

“My pet, you seem distressed.”

“I, I,” Soren tried, and they felt a thrill up their spine at how tears were gathering in his eyes. “I didn’t… I don’t…”

“Shhh,” Ren hushed, thumbing away his gathering tears. “Shush, now, darling, think it through, use your words. Take your time my sweetheart, shhh.”

Soren pressed his face to Ren’s shirt, clinging to them, and they pet his hair.

“I. Don’t like thinking about the facility. I don’t like r-remembering--I, I know you said what I was before d-doesn’t matter, but,” Soren took a deep breath, “i-it was scary, and, and then we, talked about,” Soren hiccuped, “refurbishment, and, Exalted, Honored One, please, please, I-I’m good, please, I don’t…”

Soren was trying very hard not to break down, it was clear, but he was getting glassier, out of focus. Ren shushed him again and lifted his face, exposing his neck.

“Soren, baby, give me your hand,” they purred, and they guided it to his collar. The shift was instant. His whole body shuddered, lips parting, and his eyes closed with a heavy exhale, other hand coming up and gripping the collar also.

“I’m yours,” he murmured, reverent as a prayer, “I’m yours, I’m all yours. I won’t ever belong to anyone but you. No one else will touch me, no one else will get me, I won’t go anywhere without you.” He rocked slightly on the couch, knuckles white from how tightly he held his collar, and Ren smiled, happy and sweet and content.

“That’s right baby. I’ll let my friends come over and play with you, but they’ll never hurt you. I’ll sign you up for classes, but you only go there with my knowledge and permission. Everything about your life, I have ahold of, Soren. I’m taking care of you.”

“Yes,” Soren moaned, “Yes, I’m yours, I’m yours. My whole life is in your hands, you have the control.”

“That’s right,” Ren cooed, pulling him into their arms and kissing his hair. “That’s right. That’s my precious boy, oh, Soren, take comfort in me.” Their arms squeezed around him a little tighter. “Take your comfort in the fact that you are mine.”

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[vertigoambrosia]

~drive of champions~

chenny you made me worried about what’s gonna happen i’m concerned about my rise bois

yo i gotta go to hamburg and the markthalle

legit might take german clases this summer

wait wtf is this main event

OH NO DOES LUCKY LOSE I REMEMBER THE FIRST MATCH WAS WHAT YOU WERE UPSET ABOUT CHENNY

if lucky loses his title shot i will be extremely upset

hamburg thanks for booing and flipping off heels

oh we’re playign the promo vid between entrances? ok...

guys i just want everything to be ok with rise again

it’s weird seeing pete wear both a jacket and a shirt

oh i would have fucking thrown my laptop if that match had ended at that first f5

hahaha rico is so offended that andy poured water on a fan

guys i am very worried about my baby

ya sorry that bottom ope rebound is still dumb

rico mentioned that it’s hot in there...why do these venues not have like...AC? i know normal houses and stuff in europe don’t, but like..these aren’t high school gyms and they’re meant to have thata many people in there, why is it so hot?

is watching wrestling in the summer just destined to be a sticky experience?

la boom had strong ass AC tho and it was just a nightclub

WAIT MY BABY

GET UP LUCKY

i love lucky but he always waits for the criwd reaction before a big move and it kinda makes it like dammit lucky just hit him

OH THANK GOD HE KICKED OUT

verena why did you let him do that

TAS

oh if lucky gets dqed ....

MURDER HIIIIIIIM

TAAAAAAP

NO

NO

WHAT

PETE

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

PETE WHY

oh god if andy wins off this

YESSS

THANK GOD

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

WHY

WHY

THE TITLE SHOT

WHY

I DON’T UNDERSTAND

guys i can’t

how could they let this happen

now andy has lucky’s title shot? or have they retconned that so he still has a shot but not tonight?

is pete working with andy? why would he betray lucky? jealousy?

WHERE IS IVAN IN ALL OF THIS

IS IVAN IN ON IT TOO?

OR IS PETE BREAKING UP WITH IVAN TOO?

sorry i have to digest this i can’t continue this right now

[citycrowned]

NAME: my preferred name is aster but i also get called jordan, enn and reilly! 

STAR SIGN: aries, which i feel doesnt fit me??? lol oh well

HEIGHT: 5′6 / 1.6m 

WHAT’S YOUR MIDDLE NAME?: i really want to get it changed because it reminds me of my dead first name ( it’s the same word but my OG name was in another language ) so im not gonna share it. im gonna sound like a Massive Weeb but i wish it was joshua or link bc those are the 2 characters that have had the most impact on me over the course of my life :’)

PUT YOUR SPOTIFY ON SHUFFLE. WHAT ARE THE FIRST 6 SONGS THAT POPPED UP? oh boy get ready for the most unrelated music genres in history stickybug - deco*27 are we ready? ( wreck ) - two door cinema club lighthouse - axel flovent loveless - hitorie walking in the rain to a cafe to write down private thoughts in public - city girl swim - alec benamin

EVER HAD A POEM OR SONG WRITTEN ABOUT YOU? no i would literally die of embarrassment lol. ive thought abt writing a song for someone else tho <3 

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU PLAYED AIR GUITAR? twenty minutes ago when i was cleaning the kitchen while listening to last surprise from p5

WHO IS YOUR CELEBRITY CRUSH? whats a celebrity. tom holland i guess if i had to pick one. hes cool and also spiderman which is cool too.

WHAT’S A SOUND YOU HATE; SOUND YOU LOVE? ppl making weird gross mouth sounds and also clicking that i can’t identify the source of. i like the sound of fingers tapping on most surfaces, and also fire crackly noises.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS? yes but only vaguely

HOW ABOUT ALIENS? yes yes yes yes ye

DO YOU DRIVE? i do! i dont enjoy it but ive gotta help chauffer my little siblings places so i kinda have to do it regardless :’)

IF SO, HAVE YOU EVER CRASHED? no thank goodness

WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK YOU READ? that wasn’t a fanfiction? statistically it was probably peter and the starcatchers / p&t secret of rundoon. those r my two favorite books 

DO YOU LIKE THE SMELL OF GASOLINE? not when its overpowering but in small bits yes

WHAT WAS THE LAST MOVIE YOU SAW? the great gatsby @ school. before that, peter pan ( 2003 )

WHAT’S THE WORST INJURY YOU’VE EVER HAD? it’s a tie between the time i cut my thumb nail off with an apple peeler and the time my sister stabbed my with a pencil and got the whole tip stuck in my arm. 

DO YOU HAVE ANY OBSESSIONS RIGHT NOW? it is always Loving Joshua Hours. im also currently obsessed w kid icarus and Several Niche Crossovers none of u care about lol

DO YOU TEND TO HOLD GRUDGES AGAINST PEOPLE WHO HAVE DONE YOU WRONG? depends on what they did and the circumstances behind their actions - in general i am a very petty person tho so generally yes

IN A RELATIONSHIP? yes and i looooooove hiiiiiiim :0

Tagged by: snatched it from @inkparagon Tagging: its like 9 pm on a munday wait til next week guys

#im feelin the Niche Crossover vibes so yall get a xenoblade icon for my fc #i think im gonna start using old muse icons as fcs now because they had some good expressions #esp the ones that were Real Ppl skjfdh #❚ out of bullets » ✧ ooc. #munday

[bigoldcat]

Yoooooo

So im really taken back to the days Naruto was reaching its end, and even though I had been a hardcore SS shipper for years then, I had zero faith it was going to become canon (I honest to God thought Kishimoto wasn't going to end it with romance??? After all my experiences with fandoms over the years made me believe that lol) BUT IT FCKING DID AND I COULDN'T BELIEVE MY LIFE!

AND YET I can't stop being pessimistic about angst ships hahah like yeah I do ship reylo but I trust no one and who knows??? This is a crazy world we live in, they may change things completely in the next movie??? (Wouldn't erase what I feel for the ship tho) Or maybe there'll be no major ships becoming canon?? So I'm hugely sorry I'm so pessimistic, but boy do I enjoy being wrong in the end LOL

Anyways, about the next movie, there's only one thing I'm desperate about, and I'm completely freaking out already, and it is Ben's fate. I know myself very well to know I won't stand watching this character (who has become one of my favourite ones) dying in the end... (PLS DONT LET HIM DIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEE!!!) Oh id be devastated, really, it would hurt so much (I'll allow myself to have this tiny hope he will survive tho, pls jj don't kill hiiiiiiim)

(all that being said, reylo becoming canon would be a huge plus, INSANELY huuuuuuuge plus, i-will-never-stop-talking-about-it plus, but I don't wanna hurt myself thinking for so long any ship's going to become canon in the trilogy -they might not stryke for romance in the end of episode ix)

Ps.: Sorry this is ridiculous really pls ignore my ranting

#anyways back to being shipping trash #ill enjoy all these beautiful fan works in peace #reylo #personal

[choochoomotherslagger]

@ask-smokescreen replied to your post: tfw telling a dude to fuck off your bro will most...

ASTRO WHAT DO I DO

uh

tell him...... tell hiiiiiiim............. you’ll enjoy it?? ... or did you already do that

fuck

#asksmokescreen #don't mention the train at all

[thoslittleghosts]

Reactions while watching Naruto by Jullie

SEASON 3 Episode 2 - Go go Idate!!!!!!! - Sad background story as usual - That sword fight tho - Why the even fuck that bastard betrayed Konoha I hate him - I DO NOT LIKE SASUKE BUT IF THAT MOTHERFUCKER IS MEAN TO HIM AGAIN I WILL STAB HIM - Woah Sasuke are u okay? - Sakura has saved his life once again yey - Sasuke stop being a little bitch because Naruto won a fight you couldn't. He is training and getting better and that's okay - Also, if you lay one finger on Naruto, I swear to fucking God that I will kill Uchiha. Episode 3 - I said I would kill you and I will Uchiha - CAN U PLEASE JUST PAY ATTENTION TO SAKURA SHE CARES ABOUT YOU SASUKE - ShikaMARU IS A CHUNIN I LOVE MY LAZY GENIUS BOI - WOAH Ino you are being a bitch with the little boy leave him alone - Shikamaru being a little sexist but I like him anyways cuz he is just trying to cheer his friend up so I apologize - SASUKE FOR THE LOVE OF CHRIST NARUTO IS JUST EXISTING STOP HATING ON MY FAVE - Rock Lee is an example of superation - Tsunade always makes me question my sexuality (I'm not even straight wtf) - Is Sasuke jealous too??? - NARUTO DO NOT ACCEPT THIS CHALLENGE FOR THE LOVE OF... oh he did anyways (disappointed but not surprised) - I will murder both of you for being inappropriate like this. Its a hospital you morons have some respect!! - NARUTOOOOO - SASUKEEEEEEE - Did you just sET THE HOSPITAL BLANKETS ON FIRE WHATS THE MATTER WITH YOU TWO? - I feel like Sakura: watching and wanting to do something but not being able to - Sakura worrying about Naruto thats new - "Stop fighting" Sakura is such a mood Episode 4 - KAKASHI THE LOVE OF MY LIFE SAVING THE DAY I LOVE HIM IVE ALWAYS DID!! - AND KAKASHI HITS AGAIN SASUKE U NEED TO GROW THE FUCK UP! Naruto is not your goddamn enemy! - HE HAS TWO FUCKING CHAKRAS WHat THE even Heck WERE U EXPECTING UCHIHA?!?!?!?! - The fact that Jiraya sees himself in Naruto is the cutest shit ever - The comparison between Sasuke and Orochimaru scares the shit outta me - Okay but Naruto tries to improve to be a better ninja and finally have other people's approval including Sasuke who is considered the "best student" (also someone he defended a bunch of times) and then BANG Sasuke feels like he can't have anyone above him because if he does that means he is weak (?) Like sure I think I get it but one of the reasons is very noble and the other one is kind of... childish - Where is my Sasuke who almost died for his friend in the battlefield?? Probably the encounter with Itachi affected him too much to tell - Kakashi being a gentlemen with Sakura is always my aesthetic - How to train your Sasuke by Kakashi Hatake: Tie him in a tree - "What if I killed the person you loved the most" "You are late" DAAAAAAMN KAKASHI - Sakura loves her team and will do anything to protect it - Sakura sweetie thats an awful way to let him ask you on a date - LEAVE SASUKE ALONE U DAM NINJAS - Naruto: *has googly eyes to Sakura* me: step away sis I will kiss him - Sasuke: *tries to be scary* me: *sprays water on him* bad kitty Episode 5 - WTF THIS GUY SAYS THE DO RE AND SASUKE GETS ATTACKED WHAT THE EVEN FUCK IS HAPPENIIIING?!?!?! - Pissed off ‪Sasuke™‬ - Sakura is just worried about Sasuke thats cute - But Naruto deeply cares about how Sakura feels she is so important to him - Naruto being confident about Sasuke's strength is the biggest demonstration of friendship (and/or love) of all time. He believes that Sasuke is powerful even when Sasuke doesn't. Now that is something - WHERE IS SOMEONE TO HELP MY BABY BOI SASUUUUKE - Sasuke, did you even paid attention to what Kakashi said about revenge or all you heard was "blahblahblah" ??? - I wish Sakura saw how much she means to Naruto. Even though he does has a crush on her that didn't seem like the point at all. He is asking how she feels because he hates to see someone he cares being sad or hurt - SASUKE UCHIHA DONT U DARE LEAVE KONOHA TO SEEK OROCHIMARU - Sakura stooop hiiiiiiim pleaaase - SAKURA IS SO CUTE CAN I PUT HER IN A LITTLE BOWL - She is telling how much team 7 means to her I love her - Sasuke NO - Sakura is like Helga from Hey Arnold confessing her love desperatly and i am embarrassed for her - Sasuke said he didn't remember their first day but he actually did since he said she was still annoying and that is his twisted way to show he cares - Sakura deserves more than a "thank you" but oKAY THEN - I CANNOT BELIEVE HE WILL TRY TO FULFILL HIS REVENGE - I WAS ROOTING FOR YOU, WE WERE ALL ROOTING FOR YOU! HOW DARE YOU???

#naruto #sasuke uchiha #itachi uchiha #naruto uzumaki #reaction #i swear im so sorry #i am embaressed to show my reactions on twitter #really sorry #love you guys dont leave me #sakura haruno #kakashi hatake #babies #orochimaru #shikamaru

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About The Reaction Warren Had to the Cleoj Breakup

*ahem*

WHAT THE HELL?????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

WARREN, ARE YOU SERIOUSLY KIDDING ME HERE YOU LOOK INTO YOUR OIWN BABY BOYS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL EYES AND I CANT SPELL I’M SO MAD AND YOU HAVE A GO AT HIM FOR BREAKING HIS OTL’S HEART, WELL i’m SEEING PAIN IN JOEL’S EYES HOW CAN YOU NOT EVEN SIENNA GETS IT, AND THEN YOU ACT AS THOUGH HES PURE EVIL EXCUSE ME SON YOU KILLED CLEO’S COUSIN AND MADE JOEL HELP THROUGH EMOTIONAL BLACKMAIL AND THEN

*takes deep breath*

YOU HIT HIIIIIIIM!!!

YOUR ONLY SON (That I know of) AND YOU HIT HIM, WELL I REMEMBER WHEN CLEO WAS ON HEROIN YOU WERE NOTHING BUT SUPPORTIVE AND STILL ARE NOW, BUT WHEN JOEL, YOUR BEAUTIFUL, DAMAGED BUT STILL LOVING SON ENDS UP BACK ON HEROIN BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU DID DESPITE HIM BEGGING YOU NOT TO GET REVENGE, YOU FUCKING HIT HIM!!! JOEL WAS ABUSED BY HIS STEPDAD FROM THE AGE OF THREE HOW THE HELL WILL HE EVER TRUST YOU NOW, i swear to God, I ,MISS THE GOOD OLD DAYS WHEN HE SAID TO JOEL THAT HE WAS ‘ALL THAT MATTERED’, I BET THE POOR BASTARD BELIEVED IT TOO AND NOW HE’S SAD AND PROBABLY HAS TRUST ISSUES ALL OVER AGAIN, SO NICE ONE WARREN.

It just pisses me off so bad. Warren, I can’t believe you hit your son. No, he shouldn’t have said you caused Katy to develop an addiction, but the poor little sod was hardly in his right mind, what with being an addict. I don’t believe it. I really don’t. It’s like he loves Cleo, Katy, Sienna and the twins more than he does his own son and it gets on my last nerve just to think of. Never mind the fact that Katie did drugs with her nephew and he doesn’t seem to realise that that’s kind of not a great thing for an auntie to do with her nephew.

#Joel Dexter #Warren Fox #Sienna Blake #Cleo McQueen #Joel Deserves Good Things #My Baby #Warren Fox's A++ Parenting #Cleoj