#and Brick too she helped

[ask-the-totally-real-peppino]

Happy Holidays to Pep and the gang!

Pep: "..."

Pep: "Mrrp!"

Pep: "Niaga uoy ees ot deticxe ma I!!! Syadiloh yppah!!! Sdneirf olleh!!!"

Pep: "Kool emoc! Enoyreve rof staert gnikam yad lla ysub neeb ev'ew!"

Pep: "Olleh yas sdneirf ruo! Kcirb ,kool kool!"

Brick: *happy greeting squeak!*

Pep: "Enoyreve rof eikooc a edam ew! Kool!"

Pep: "Sdneirf, uoy rof tsuj eno laiceps a s'ereht dna!"

(Happy holidays to you too! Everyone can't be here right now, but I hope you guys enjoy a little bonus post for now, hehe)

#pizza tower #fake peppino #brick the rat #peppino and gus are here but I am not gonna tag them #also not gonna tag all the cookie characters #translation: “Hello friends!!! Happy holidays!!! I am excited to see you again!!!” #“We've been busy all day making treats for everyone! Come look!” #“Look look Brick! Our friends say hello!” #“Look! We made a cookie for everyone!” #“And there's a special one just for you friends!” #bonus story post #that'll be the tag for now #probably worth mentioning that this is a few months after where the current story is #hence cookies of Vigi and Pepperman #also probably too detailed for real cookies but I do not care #Pep is so talented he can do anything like detailed cookie art #and Brick too she helped #ALSO ALSO YOU CAN'T SEE IT #but Brick's sweater says 'Merry Cheesemas' and I need you to know this #okay enjoy the post I spent too long on making those cookies it's time for bed

[chamomilecamille]

Ai is a really interesting character to me and it’s been hard to get her out of my mind the past day or two. I think there’s a few reasons for that. One is the twisted industry she’s in-- it’s really fucked up. But the other is her lies. That she lies to everyone and never fully felt love until her kids. It makes me wonder-- she lied so hard, she gave it her all, and like she says, is that its own sorta fucked up form of love? She didn’t really feel all of it and it makes me wonder where the lies ended and the real part showed. Was she even genuine with her kids or was she partly being the shining mother she thought they deserved? At one point it’s said by herself when she’s young that she’s a people-hater and I wonder if that continues further on. She tries her best to love her fans even though she doesn’t feel an ounce, supposedly. But even when stabbed she didn’t curse him out or anything, she remembered and still wanted to love the guy that literally just put a hole in her. Her lying, and so desperately wanting to love is something, in a sorta twisted way, that reminds me of my own aromanticism. I feel love, I know that much, but I don’t feel romantic love and I think she sorta struck a chord with me in that regard. I know a good amount of aromantics who very much want to feel love and feel like they’re broken from it, and of course there can be twisted scernarios where people lie their way into relationships to make others happy or to hope they finally feel something. I think that’s another part of what fascinates me. It’s hard for me to get a solid grasp on her character because I can’t tell what she’s like-- I can’t tell what are lies and what aren’t. Does she actually like being friendly with people? With Miyako and the president? She must to some extent, right? Or maybe that part’s a lie too. She’s really hard to get a grasp on. Also that she’s dead. She dies loving her kids, being right there with them and finally being able to say “I love you” without lying. Maybe that’s just my attachment to motherly characters. When she’s at the hospital, not thinking she’s recognised, it’s noted that she’s a bit more straightforward and silly than she is on-screen, which it can be assumed she’s being somewhat real there but it really makes me wonder if she was putting on a face there too, even if it was a different one. Her eyes fascinate me and it makes me wonder if the stars in her eyes symbolize her lies. I think another part is that the idea that she might be toxic. I don’t think she’d want to be, but lying that much about who you are and everything 24/7 without meaning an ounce surely means some manipulation and stuff like that, right? I dunno that dark part of her really draws me to her too. tl;dr I dunno Ai’s really interesting to me because I have a hard time getting a good grasp on her character and she has a supposedly venomous side too. It makes me wonder what kind of person she truly is.

#OnK #OnK spoilers #oshi no ko #oshi no ko spoilers #ai hoshino #hoshino ai #this is really just a big ramble to get my big dumb feelings about her out of my head finally I find her so fascinating #and also shes cute. that's a part too. #that first episode didnt hit like bricks it more felt like I got hit with an emotional poison that seeps in slowly and hurts overtime #ai died before we could learn much more and it hurts in a weird way because I want to know who she was #I think the movie arc will help that possibly I dunno I hardly know a thing about the manga

[not-quitenormal]

About two weeks ago, my ex reached out to me in a very work-like e-mail asking if it was too late to start our friendship over. The initial reaction was who the fuck do you think you are? I'm finally piecing my life back together after chaos she started three years ago. I tried reaching out to her as a friend, and she slapped my hand away. What made her think she could come back?

And then I turned the situation over in my head. She and I went through the exact same catastrophe. Devon did his best to guide me through the pain of it. Things got so rough that something between us ruptured as a result, and we're still trying to fix it, but at least he fucking tried. At least he's still with me and wants to work through this. How did Lore and her wife try to heal things? Did something happen?

My curiosity got the better of me. I answered her saying I was open to talking. Because, really...what do I have to lose in this situation? Her friendship? It'll suck a second time, but I've done it before. If anything, I'm the one who has everything to gain. I still have Devon and Joe. I still have a house in my name. I have two families now - and both of them adopted me as their own instead of it being a blood obligation. If I gain Lore as a friend again - if I can stop calling her my ex, finally - that would be a huge win.

She sucked at being my girlfriend. She was amazing at being my best friend.

When it comes to talking about what happened between us and the aftermath - in which Lore told me she does owe me an apology - we're putting a pin in it. A couple of years ago I would be kicking and screaming, demanding that thorough apology and explanation for why she used me and then discarded me. Now? In 2024? Y'all... I'm tired. We both are. We're well into our 30s. A little bit of normalcy is mandatory at this point. I still have questions, and I have let her know several times already that I have questions. But I'm ready to call a truce until she gets through her personal Hell.

Because what she has told me is: Her marriage is ending. She's trying to move out by June. Her family doesn't understand. I am one of only two people who talk to her now.

Clearly she reached out to me because she was in pain and knew I would be a source of comfort. I know what it's like to feel like everything is falling apart. I also am familiar with how isolating it can be, both actual and self-perpetual. She rejected me when I wanted to repair things with her. I was drowning, and she did nothing. Did I have the right to be as cruel to her as she was to me?

I do. We both know it - she's said as much. But my feelings of schadenfreude have a limit. I'm throwing her a life preserver.

So far our conversations are about anime, weed, work, and memes. I am actually very happy with this set-up. We don't talk about personal things, which is great because that's a literal phobia of mine that I'm working on. Baby steps toward solid ground feels like the right call, given our shared experiences. I hope she feels comfortable enough to tell me more about what's happening in her life as time goes on (while respecting I refuse to talk about much of mine), but all-in-all I'm pleased with the glacial pace.

That being said, if she insults me again (or projects her issues on my relationships again), I'm pushing her off the boat and restarting the propeller.

#max is a god in their own right #mental health adventures #way too forgiving i know #would you believe that prior to making this decision i ran it by three people #who all repeated words of caution #but who all helped me realize that i'm actually way more emotionally centered about this than i thought #besides it's not like i haven't turned around and been like 'sorry i can't do the friend thing byeee' and then blocked someone #she is not exempt and neither am i #if shit sucks hit the bricks is the best motto in the world #but right now this is contained. we both wanna avoid drama. noted.

[quietwingsinthesky]

genuinely trying to come up with more river theories and ive got nothing man theres no puzzle pieces fitting together. what are you hiding from me.

#dont answer that #im trying so hard here but like im hitting a brick wall of there not being a lot of clues in general #snd the ones provided are. too heavyhanded to even be helpful. #provided by the show i mean. #i just feel like im missing something huge here #maybe its something to do with the prison…..? no. maybe? or…… hm. maybe something about that time between whenever she becomes a professor? #ive got nothing

[skaianbruja]

My mom: It would be kinda cool to work at X place just to learn their exact recipes

Me: You don't even have to do that. Chances are someone already leaked their recipes online

My mom: No I mean their exact recipes

Me: That is exactly what I am talking about

My mom: No no, you're talking about something different. I'm talking about their exact recipes

Me: Yes, I know! I'm saying that exact recipes get leaked all the time!

My mom: Why do you always have to make everything into an argument? I'm tired of your bad attitude!

Me: .....

#jesus christ it's like talking to a brick wall #it's annoying as shit too #i'm not even trying to argue with her half the time #yet she thinks everything is a fucking argument #and it doesn't help that she has this know it all attitude #i can see why she and my dad used to fight so much

[starsambrosia]

Captions. Now.

#every time we touch #the lego brick finds me sleeping at night when i close my eyes i can hear her voice growing louder and louder as she stedily approcahes. i #can feel her breath against the back of my ear as she whispers when that begins my heart drops as i cascade into yet #another state of lucidity loosing my mind slowly as her voice corrodes my internal functions and that damned brick is all i can ever feel #or see help me i am lost without her yet i am deteriorating with her #oh Kaguya why did you bestow this curse on me why did you have to die with her memory ingrained on my very being #TELL ME KAGUYA WHY #fuCKING WHY I SEE HER I FEEL HER NEAR I CAN SENSE THE BRICKS BY BRICKS BY BRICKS GROWING CLOSER TO THE GATES OF HEAVEN BUILD BITCH BUILD #yOU TOO WILL HEAR HER HYPNOTIC TONES AS YOU DRIFT TO SLEEP THE LAND OF FORSAKEN DREAMS GODS WHY WJY #hi Dionysus :3

[todayisafridaynight]

Dumb stupid headcanon of mine that doesn’t work in canon but I have it and I’m sharing because I have nowhere else to put it: Saeko and Mine get facials and manipedis together every month

i think mine deserves a girl's night and a girl bestie actually you're right for this anon omg

#snap chats #mine lives au engage #love the idea that they're getting their nails done and mine just makes an offhand comment about daigo #like something that Mildly irritates him like We Always Go To The Same Dingy Burger Restaurant For Lunch #and saeko's just Ugh That Sounds Annoying but mine is immediately defensive about it #NO The Burgers AREN'T Good But It Makes Daigo-san Happy and saeko just 🤨 #You Two Can Compromise.... #i just think saeko would be the perfect bestie for mine when it comes to his feelings about daigo and helping him navigate them #or just someone he can talk about them with and she wont be an unromantic brick #because lets face it mine's weirdly romantic. Psychotically Too but if given the right environment i know he can be sweet <-- delusional #saeko's just that perfect blend of 'girly' but also stern and No Bullshit. they could gossip together omfg #my third eye's been open anon thank you for this gift #MINE ASKING SAEKO WHAT HE SHOULD DO FOR AN ANNIVERSARY/BIRTHDAY PRESENT #he knows daigo in and out and that's the problem: he knows daigo wouldn't actually want anything #but alas... mine's Gift Giving ways. he's too conditioned to think of any other way to show his love #saeko probably calls him a nitwit and that the answer's right there in that he should just arrange a date for them #but now mine's overthinking it and fighting himself because It Should Be Lavish And Expensive- Only The Best For Daigo-san #but also daigo really would be content just sitting in the mall for five hours eating fried food #saeko offers some good spots her own girls have gone on dates to if he wants to try something new.. girl bye... #ignore me im writing a whole fucking. SAGA down here !!!!

[bakumu]

IM GOING TO SUCK THE SOUL OUT OF RAICHI I SWEAR TO GOD

#HES SO FUCKING !!!!!!!!! #I NEED HIM IN MY GUTS #FUCK #IF I DIDNT HAVE PLANS TODAY ID BE WRITING #I NEED TO GO TAKE A SHOWER #IM TOO HOT #FUCKK #THIS IS NOW A RAICHI / BAKUGOU BLOG ONLY #(she lies) #HES GOING TO DESTROY ME #SHIT GOT ME BRICKED UP #ITS 10 AM #I SHOULDN'T BE LIKE THIS #HELP #WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO #IM GONNA SIT ON HIS FACE #GODDDD #WAIT UNTIL IM AT MY COMPUTER AGAIN #AND THEN ITS OVER FOR YOU HOES #🎟.raichi

[ask-the-totally-real-peppino]

That cute bunny girl is called Noisette.Can you please tell me what you cooked besides pizza?

Pep: "...!"

Pep: "Si! Noisette was her name! Grazie friends! And grazie for Poco Noisette!"

Pep: "…Reh ot yrros yas ot deen I... Niaga reh ees nac I epoh I…"

Pep: "Bocnroc etalocohc ekil! Wonk I sepicer rehto eht fo emos em thguat ehs! Ssendnik reh rof reh knaht ot deen osla I tub."

Pep: "Enoyreve deef ot dah I tahw htiw dluoc I revetahw gnikam yltsom saw ti. Oot gnikab fo stol dna atsap fo stol saw ereht, azzip sediseb dekooc I tahw rof sa."

Pep: "Niaga yrt ot ecin eb dluow ti os, elihw a ni nevo gnikrow a dah t'nevah I. Noos gnikooc emos uoy wohs nac I ebyam!"

Pep: "Yrros... Naem uoy ohw wonk I kniht t'nod I... 'Sessob niam'...? Noitseuq rehto eht dna..."

#pizza tower #fake peppino #brick the rat #story post #translation: “...I hope I can see her again... I need to say sorry to her...” #“But I also need to thank her for her kindness. She taught me some of the other recipes I know! Like chocolate corncob!” #“As for what I cooked besides pizza there was lots of pasta and lots of baking too.” #“It was mostly making whatever I could with what I had to feed everyone.” #“Maybe I can show you some cooking soon! I haven't had a working oven in a while so it would be nice to try again.” #“And the other question... 'Main bosses'...? I don't think I know who you mean... Sorry...” #and we're back! #another plush for da collection and Pep gets his own pouch! #well it's an apron pocket but still hehe #he was gonna get it anyways before I showed Cake so shush!!! #also little hint for my tag readers: it might be helpful to describe the other bosses to Pep! #he didn't leave his floor so he may not know the others just by name

[elmmni]

I should really go to sleep cause I had a shitty day and sleep would probably make me feel better but I don't wanna end the "feeling kinda happy and amusing myself" time rn so

#girl help today sucked so bad :( i was so prepared for it to be a good day too but emotions hit me like a pile a bricks #and now ive been fucking crying all day #kill me fr #she speaks?

[evilminji]

Okay, you know how bird don't ACTUALLY look the way we think they do?

They are far more colorful? But only to the eyes of other birds?

And it has to do with how light reflects off them and how their eyes are shaped etc etc.?

Well..... humans can see the most shades of green, right? But! We sure as shit can't see UltaViolet and InfraRed? Or shades BEYOND those. Ectoplasmic colors. Magical ones. Third eye, need to see with your SOUL type ones.

Danny? Could very well still have lil baby "kitten's eyes who haven't open yet" syndrome.

He thinks the Zone is Green and his hair is white.

But it's not.

His hair is Starlight colored. Frost. His suit is specifically "the void between stars" colored. Which looks... different? Then black? No, no, guys. How can you guys not see it? It looks REALLY different! How did he not NOTICE before?! They're not ever CLOSE to the same shade! It's like calling salmon and hot pink the same. You know... if you were to compare an actual fish and some irradiated, violently glowing version of "hot pink".

......guys?

His gloves are.... guys, these ares stars. Pressed so close together there's no gap. His body is the night sky, all rearranged. He's wearing SPACE, guys.

*continues to stare at his gloves for the next five hours*

Now... why is this relevant? Because! Danny slowly, as all humans do, adjusts! It's like finally having glasses after years of blurry vision. He... forgets, what it was like, not NOT See Zone Colors. Not completely, mind you, but enough he has to be reminded.

And the Zone? A Realm of the Dead. Specifically, the great catch-all and highway of the Dead. They get EVERYBODY. Misfits and vagabonds. Those who don't quite fit. Funky lil dudes. And of course, assholes, but everybody has those! See, Zone colors?

Are DIFFERENT.

They're all of um!

It's like looking at the technicolor, stobe light, multi galaxies in one, Sun. Tingly(tm)!!! You get used to it. What helps? Is that as garish as the Zone is? The painting and grand tapestry of it all? Keeps changing. Like weather. If it's too much for you, you can stay inside your Lair until the current Color changes. Until the designs shift. Vibe changes.

There are even glasses for that! "Temperate" areas for people to set up, that get headaches or are just... kinda killjoys. Too each their own. Though the stormy areas? Those guys are freaks. Watch out for those guys. They're the kind who stare directly are stars until their eyes burn out.

Where was I? Oh yeah! Danny!

No longer a wee baby, smol baby, twig-o!

Sad. We miss it.

But he did get used to Seeing The Colors. Got a handle on his powers. And! Finally worked with his parents on how to safely turn the portal OFF. There was much booing. Cries of "kill joy" and "booo! You suck!". But? Like? Dude DID have the right to protect his home. Go to college. What can you do?

Problem with THAT is? Baby grew into his "built like a brick shit house of constantly running off to literally tackle the Supernatural excellence" Fenton genetics. He Tall. Muscles! And he PUMPING out "somethings fucked up with me" Vibes!

Add in his DEEPLY Sus off hand comments. Weird ability to tell when someone has or is about to die. Basic immunity to the cold. Fuckin EYE GLOW?

Ha ha... *Horror movie screams from his college dorm mates*

Clearly a demon!

He gets kicked out. Well... not kicked out. He's a model student and broken no rules. They'd never survive the lawsuit. But... he's? STRONGLY INCOURAGED to finish his education elsewhere. Repeatedly. By like... 15 colleges.

Sam is not just livid, she's actively foaming at the mouth.

Breathe, Sam! Remember what your doctor said! Your mortal body can't handle that kinda Vengance spiral! Think of your blood pressure! Breathe!!! (Were not for the laws of this land... and the weak, fleshy constraints of her mortal form!)

Thankfully? Tucker's been interning, remotely of course, with Wayne Industries. He asked his manager where he could find some of those scholarship forms. (Since Gotham University is just a touch out of Danny's price range.) Manager wanted to know why. And oh! Oh holy shit. Apparently? Danny is the hot new office gossip.

People in the main office are OUTRAGED. Danny's "too spooky"?! Too FUCKIN SPOOKY!? Are you KIDDING THEM? Even juicier, a Meta kid from some wacky ghost hunters turned scientists. From a line of Supernatural hunters. Wants to be a aeronautics engineer.

Ooooooh how SPOOKY! Better watch out! He'll design an ENGINE at yooooou!

Fuckin casuals. Non-Gothamites are WEAK. "Too scary" their collective asses. Yeah, maybe the kid SHOULD come too Gotham. He can be the weird kid. Mildly unsettling or something. His powers won't be SHIT in Gotham. Just remind him to buy a gas mask.

So! Danny gets his Scholarship! Merrily packs his bags for darker, Gothic hellscape hills. Unaware... that Constantine has been following reports of a "demon" that he's? 80% sure is a Banshee but MIGHT be a winter spirt with a shtick? For the past 13 colleges. He's getting closer. And this sucker is a strong one.

Not "this is going to cause me serious, life imperilling danger" strong. But more? "Man, that cat is HUUUUUGE". Could he still get mauled a lil? Yeah. Scratched to all hell and back? Probably! But DIE? Unlikely.

He just needs to know why the FUCK this spirit his hanging around colleges.

Which is made harder... by the fact that what HE sees? And what OTHER people see? When they look at this guy? Separate things. Yeah, he'd LOVE to give you guys a description! IF HE HAD ONE.

@the-witchhunter @hdgnj @hdgnj @spidori @babbling-babull @nerdpoe @lolottes

#dc x dp prompt #dpxdc #dp x dc #dc x dp #dcxdp #minji's writing

[toastsnaffler]

u know what. one thing im grateful for is that ive worked rly hard on developing an exercise routine that I both enjoy & that fits around my depression/adhd tendencies + even tho its taken years to stick, at the end of the day when nothing else is going for me in life, at least I have nice arms 😙🙏

#I rly don't give myself enough credit for that but also its nice underselling ur strength bc u get to be continually surprised by it #I mean don't get me wrong I'm not shredded or anything crazy. but I'm relatively fit + have some distinct muscle 😏 #and im actually putting on more weight too which is rad im gonna be a brick wall in a couple yrs. dykes to watch out for (me) #its helped my dysphoria so much like im way more confident in my own body. need 2 start wearing clothes that show off my arms more #and take more pics of myself to use for dating apps or post online.. I deserve a little superiority complex + vanity. as a treat #also rly glad that despite being so depressed for so long ive put enough effort into loving myself that im immune to physical insecurity #love my body shes doing her best even at her worst shes still hot <3 anyway! time 2 find a movie to watch #.diaries

[ragingbookdragon]

She blinked in her drunken haze at the bartender who nudged a glass of water towards her; her brows drew in confusion, and he said, “Look if you want to keep paying, I’ll keep serving, but you look like you need a ride home rather than more drinks. Drink some water and find a ride.”

Throwing a poor thumbs up, she watched as he walked off and she pulled out her phone, thumbing her password in so she could go to her contacts; his was one of the first and she managed to press call, laying the phone down on the bar, her head laying atop it. They picked up on the second ring.

What.

“Lt,” she slurred. “Will you come get me?”

You’re drunk, aren’t you?

It was rhetorical, she knew that, but she responded anyway. “Yeah, drank too much.” She closed her eyes. “Will you please come get me?” she smiled when she heard the annoyed sigh come across the line. “Pleeeeeeeeeeease,” she whined.

Pay your tab and I’ll be there in a few minutes.

“You’re not going to pay it for me?”

You’re pushing your luck much farther than how much you think I actually tolerate you.

“You tolerate me more than most.”

Whatever.

The line went dead, and she fished around in her pocket for a few bills, laying them on the counter as she lifted herself up and headed for the door. As she stepped out into the night, she drifted to an enclosed corner and sat down on one of the paved bricks that extended from the outside wall, shutting her eyes as she rested her head on the cold stone. She listened as people walked past her, taking in the laughter, the random bits of conversation, sometimes arguments, and breathed deeply as her brain rolled around in her skull.

It wasn’t until she felt the shift of the moonlight from her face to shadow that she cracked an eye open and gazed up at the masked man glaring back at her. “Hi, Lt,” she murmured, and he didn’t even blink.

“C’mon.”

He turned and started walking towards the parking lot when she whined and said, “You aren’t even going to help me up?”

His feet stopped on the pavement, shoulders lifting up and down before he spun around and walked back over, holding out his hand.

“Thank you,” she chirped and took it, letting him pull her up; she didn’t let go of his hand as they walked and at one point in her drunken stumbling, he stopped and let out a tired sigh, bending his knees to kneel beside her. “What are you doing?” she asked.

“Get on,” he retorted, and she looked between his face and his back.

“You mean on your—”

“Get. On.” He growled and she hurriedly draped herself on his back, letting out a startled noise as he stood up suddenly, large hands clasped on the bottoms of her thighs as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

She blinked as she rested her head on his shoulder and murmured, “Wow, the air is so clear up here.” She heard it, the slight snort and she couldn’t help but smile as he carried her. “Lt?”

“What.”

“Thank you for coming to get me. I know I’m a pain in the ass.”

“At least you’re self-aware of how much a major pain in my arse you are. Bigger than Soap is on his worst days.”

“Now that’s just plain mean,” she mumbled, sniffling slightly. “I’m sorry.”

He stopped again and turned his head, looking at her. “I’d rather you be a pain in my arse than be nothing to me at all.”

She gazed at him with wide eyes, unable to stop her mouth from flopping open and he looked down then back to her eyes. “Really?” she asked in disbelief.

“You might be the biggest pain I’ve ever had the displeasure of having, but you’re my pain and I intend for it to stay that way.”

Her mouth shut and she melted against his back as he continued walking, gingerly snuggling closer to him, knees hugging his hips, arms tighter around him as she joked, “I love you too, Lt.”

“Nope, we’re not there yet.”

She paused, then wondered aloud, “You think we’ll ever be there one day?”

It was a long moment before he finally murmured back, “…yeah, maybe one day, pet.”

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader imagines #simon ghost riley x reader imagine #simon ghost riley imagines #simon ghost riley imagine #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x reader imagines #simon riley x reader imagine #simon riley imagines #simon riley imagine #simon riley #ghost x reader #ghost x reader imagines #ghost x reader imagine #ghost imagines #ghost imagine #ghost #cod imagine #cod imagines #cod #call of duty imagines #call of duty imagine #call of duty

[gremlingottoosilly]

Mafia!König with an extroverted wifey!reader. Reader has one sided conversations with the bodyguards and anyone she comes across. They’re all sweating bricks, hoping it doesn’t look wrong to their boss because they have all gotten the lecture that they can’t even look at his wife without getting their brains blown out. Reader who constantly tries to make eye contact with them by moving her head and following their eyes.

Your poor bodyguards - no one wants to volunteer for the position not because they don't get paid enough or because it's too dangerous, but because the boss' wife is too fucking friendly and it's a danger to their poor hearts. You're not a girl who would throw herself at them - Konig had quite a few lovers like this, which taught the bodyguards to never miss him women, but you might as well be, with how jealous Konig is about...well, everything. You know the name of the bodyguard who was literally constantly with you for a whole month? Your husband is madly jealous and only keeps himself from killing the dude because he is a good crook. You're just...very social. And it can be nice in some circumstances, but now you are a danger to the people around you. Konig still can't believe that you are not cheating on him...like come on, it just doesn't feel normal - you are literally a cloud of sunshine who likes to talk to anyone, and you fell in love with him, which also means you could possibly fall in love with one of the bodyguards...he knows you don't cheat, he knows you're very loyal, but he can't help but fire or kill every poor fucker who decided to even look in your direction. Konig would have you on his lap, listening to you closely as you chirp about your day - then he founds out that you asked your bodyguard, a nice boy, how his day was, and he responded...which also meant Konig now has the full right to kill the poor nice boy and be done with his poor, nice body. It's such a shame that you're so social - you're the life of the part whenever Konig takes part in more formal events, whenever the parties don't involve guns and blood, you'd be everyone's favorite. Other gang leaders don't understand how a brooding man like him could score such a pretty wife...but here you are, dangling from his hand like a pretty doll, hoping that everyone around you could have a good time. Konig fucking you in the spare room away of the part because you were too friendly with the servants and he needed to get you something to remember him by...

#cod #konig x reader #konig #yandere konig #cod x reader #yandere cod #mafia!konig

[canyourfavesurvivecastledracula]

Would Rincewind from Discworld survive Castle Dracula?

I've got multiple asks apiece for Sam Vimes and Moist von Lipwig, but HECK YES I wanna talk about Rincewind!

If Rincewind knows one thing, it's when to run away from a bad situation. The Dead travel fast but Rincewind is faster. Rincewind does not want to be here. Nobody nopes like him. At the very first red flag Rincewind is RinceOUT.

...unfortunately Fate hates him. Inevitably, he ends up sheltering for the night... at Castle Dracula.

(Re: the crucifix, "for your mother's sake" is unlikely to move him, since she ran away before he was born. But Rincewind doesn't shave - he needs his beard, he has too little as it is!)

Rincewind is a coward by birth, upbringing and vocation. He is pretty good at convincing people not to kill him and he usually looks too pathetic to be worth the bother. He is not at all good at convincing people not to force him into heroic roles that he absolutely does not want. But staying alive is pretty much his speciality.

Rincewind is afraid of perfectly ordinary women - he is terrified of the Girlies, and is just as good at running from them screaming as Jonathan is. Better, arguably. I don't think anyone has ever said "I too can love" about him though, and I don't think anyone is going to. Dracula may not rescue him from the Girlies ... but he gets lucky and escapes them somehow.

Fate may hate him, but the Lady think he's her specialist little guy. Rincewind's luck is extraordinary.

And that's the clincher for me. Rincewind is Fate's chewtoy and DEATH's hobby, but he is the champion of an actual literal god, and She is going to pull him through kicking and screaming.

For anyone asking why he doesn't try magic, magic is not going to help him because he's real bad at it. Dracula is an objectively better wizard than he is, and I honestly don't know how this informs their relationship.

...oh man if Dracula takes his hat he's gonna be so mad. So mad.

His one biggest hurdle is going to be the wall due to his crippling fear of grounds. But I think the Lady will have his back on this one, so when he accidentally trips and falls out the window he'll have no choice but to climb. He'll hate ever second of it. But once he makes it down, the Jon-a-Thon is precisely what he's best at.

I sadly don't think Dracula's library is extensive enough to allow him to access L-space.

I do think Rincewind would try to fight Dracula with a half-brick in a sock over the baby steal. Rincewind loves kids and gets occasional bouts of heroism in spite if himself. But the door is locked and he can't get out of his room.

I am fudging this a bit, but I do not believe the Lady will let him die if it can be avoided through sheer dumb luck. And so therefore Rincewind the Wizzard can survive Castle Dracula, but would vastly prefer not to have to

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Hi! I hope you doing well! Could one of Earth 42 Miles Morales x Female Reader where reader in his universe dead and he and her was dating before he become the prowler (I don't know if I write his name right English it's not my first language) and she go to earth 42 whit miles and he sees her again alive, and Miles is also dating Female Reader and is like "what do you mean "she's alive"?"

(Hello! I hope this fits and I hope you enjoy! So sorry if it sucks as this is my first spider-verse thing but I hope you enjoy!)

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Second Chance

You knew the moment you got here that something was wrong.

You were not home.

Home was 1610, not whatever the hell this was. You guys were supposed to be sent home, the DNA detected was supposed to send you home.

But you realized too late the Spider, the one that caused all of this, wasn't from home.

Everything was wrong.

Very wrong.

Especially when Miles' Uncle Aaron came through the door. Really wrong when he leads you up to the roof.

And really, fucking, wrong when you stared at a mural of your face, painted on a brick wall in front of you along with Miles' father.

You were dead here.

Home was where you were alive. This…this was not home.

"...(Name)..." You could hear Miles whisper in your ear, you couldn't answer back.

Too scared to look away from your smiling face painted into the brick.

You could tell Uncle Aaron was standing right beside you and Miles, both staring at the graffiti mural.

Miles looked to you, his hand gripping onto yours to try and bring you back from your own stare at your own mural.

Uncle Aaron flipped on a light, Miles hesitated to look, but when he did he could see his supposed Uncles stare.

You finally tore your eyes from the mural, gripping back onto Miles' hand almost as if it would take you away from this nightmare.

Uncle Aaron merely stared at you two as you both backed up, trying to get away.

But you didn't.

You could feel a stare on the back of your head, too late to turn around, but catching a glimpse along with Miles as someone jumped from a rooftop, knocking Miles senseless and into the ground unconscious.

"Shit- Miles!" You panicked, trying to grab him before he hit the ground but you didn't get the chance.

You noted how the one who punched your boyfriend out stared at you, never looking away as he slowly got closer.

He stepped over Miles' unconscious body, you tried to back away but had nowhere to go as Uncle Aaron wrapped his arm around your neck from behind.

"Hey! No- let me go!" You tried to fight back, clawing at his hand before a sting in your neck caused you to yell in pain.

The one in the purple suit stood closer as your body tried to keep fighting, but soon fell limp, your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

Uncle Aaron let you go, about to let you fall into the ground with your Miles. You were fully content with that.

Until the one in front of you caught you just as you closed your eyes to oblivion.

You still had some senses left until you were left completely out. So you could feel the way the boy caught you, carefully moving you in his arms.

Your eyes flickered open and closed, fighting to stay awake as he stared down at you before your eyelids dropped, and you couldn't help but fall asleep into nothing.

Uncle Aaron saw the way his nephew looked down at you, noting how close he held you and how he stared, his movements slow but gentle.

He could see the way he was careful with you, letting you rest in his arms and never letting you fall to the ground.

Something he had done before.

"Stop staring like they're yours. They're not." Uncle Aaron simply put, walking past his Nephew, Miles Morales, to throw the unconscious one over his shoulder.

"...I know. They're just…alive." Miles muttered, can't help but to stare down at your peaceful face in his arms.

You looked like you always did. Content and happy, peaceful to be in his arms.

Like you did before he lost you.

Seeing you alive and just as beautiful as he sat from afar stunned him for a moment, but relieved him as thoughts popped up in his head.

Maybe he got a second chance.

But as he looked over at your Miles, resentment grew.

How come he got to have everything he lost, when everything could've been avoided for him, and get to keep you?

His grip on you couldn't help but to strengthen, the thought of losing you again didn't sit well with him, especially to that Miles.

Not when he had a second chance.

So as he looked down at your sleeping face, one he used to wake up to and one he used to take pictures of just to tease you in the morning with,

He knew something.

He wasn't losing you again.

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