#and a demon waitress lmao

[grezzirossi]

Ordering Exclusive drinks in some hell-ish dimension.

#Magik #Dr strange #Illyana rasputin #Steven Strange #616 Marvel #Marvel comics #and a demon waitress lmao #this took hours #but I like how it came out #also yeah skelly pancakes and some sort of galaxy drink #of course smurf steven because he's my fave #aaaand lot of purple #and tags #mycryptidart

[classic-caldwell-moment]

@dicktat I'm back at it again, my good buddy friend buddy chum friend pal!

Title: "News Report: Femboy Hooters Demon Strikes Again!".

Category: Shitpost. LMAO.

Warnings: Body horror, violence.

Summary: Aiden thinks he needs to change professions, and Lawan is close behind him.

"I'm gonna be honest, I'm sick of your terrible driving!" Lawan gasped as Aiden went swerved down another road, slamming her head into the passenger door window, "You don't drive any better!" he responded confidently, coming to an abrupt stop at the red light and almost tossing holy water across the dashboard, "Ah yeah! Go ahead, waste all that." his companion snickered, earning a rough elbow to the ribs and a soft chuckle in return as the car revved back up and drove fast down the road, "Are we any closer to the location anyway?", Lawan shrugged loosely and checked her phone for the location once again, "Next roa- AUGHD- AIDEN CALDWELL! WATCH IT!" she broke into a yell as she bounced around in her seat, glaring daggers at the priest beside her as he almost crashed into a lamppost.

Aiden hummed and stopped the car with a groan, "I think we both know who it is in there-" he stopped mid sentance when he saw Lawan's exhausted face, she looked irritated and just entirley done with life, black blouse messy and hair even worse, definitely not helped by his uneducated driving skills, "Yup." she muttered, popping open the van door and stepping out with a click of her heels, Aiden was fast after her, almost falling onto the pavement as he got the back doors to the van open to retrieve all they'd need, they were honestly lucky the Demon that had been targeting them was so...Relaxed, all they needed as a bit of holy water, which Aiden almost spilled, a cross or two and the bible; the creature of the damned always gave up after some give and take, and they could always leave swiftly after the exorcism was performed.

Lawan took the bible from Aiden's hands with a sigh, gripping the leather bound pages tightly, "One of these days I'm going to shove this holy book so far up the monsters ass." she seethed, face feeling warm and red, Aiden snorted and adjusted his collar, coat and shoulder bag, "Please. Of all the things, our lords word is what you choose?" he side eyed her with a grin, "Let's get going.", the two religious individuals approached the bar, the last few locations this monster had targeted all had a running theme and this was no different, he seemed to enjoy roleplaying, using the servers and waitresses of food and drink establishments like dolls in a dollhouse, it would be amusing if it didn't involve the contortion and possession of those who worked there, Aiden flinched slightly as the lights flickered ominously; "Our mighty lord give me strength." Lawan murmured as the two kicked the door open with a bang, Aiden's coat flying out around him like he got struck by an incredible wind force but, the two of them knew it was due to the effort it took to kick the door in, they'd never admit it though.

"DEMON! SHOW YOURSELF!" Aiden hollered into the warmly lit bar, the lights trembling and dimming slightly, "REVEAL YOURSELF TO THE CHILDREN OF GOD!" Lawan backed him up, flicking open the bible with a dramatic page turning sound, the building shook and a green glow filled the room for the briefest of moments, before the oh so familiar figure of a bartender rose from under the bar, eyes glowing jade and smile unnatural, yup...It's him, "Hello! What may we serve you tonight?" the bartender called fondly, gesturing broadly to the two fancily dressed folk, Aiden sighed and popped off the cork on the holy water vial, "House special, perhaps?" the bartenders smile grew wider, eyes squinting playfully, "We have no time to play games with you, creature of fire." Aiden responded calmly, shrugging and tossing the cork aside, Lawan grinned back at the bartender and tilted her head teasingly; though her smile faltered when she saw the bartenders gaze glint ever so slightly.

"Aiden-" she whispered, the priest glanced at her with a raised brow, "What's wrong?" he asked quietly, "AIDEN-", the man watched in shock as his companion suddenly slumped to the ground with a crackling noise, the bartender long since discarded as the demons current host, Aiden tumbled backwards and squeezed the holy water tightly, "Oh! Oh, this is different!" Lawan's piloted body laughed softly as it rose from the floor, eyes bright green and hair dangling over its forehead, "I never thought of doing this before!", Aiden cringed and leaned away as it stepped forward, smile wide and eyes full of fondness, "Let her go-" he responded firmly, those green eyes narrowed and it recoiled with a laugh, "You make me laugh, Kid! C'mon, now I have a new body to play with, you can continue to humour me!" it wheezed, diving out of the way when Aiden tossed the holy water vial at it, "Let her go, Demon!" Aiden reaffirmed, trailing behind the Lawan puppet, which giggled playfully and slipped behind a wall fixture.

Aiden peered around the fixture but it was gone, his entire body jumping when a hand traced his shoulder with a hum, "Boo.", he screamed and swung his elbow back wildly, bag slipping from his shoulders and thumping to the floor as he raced around the wall fixture, a laugh echoed out around him, almost tripping over a chair, and then actually tripping over a waitresses unused body, "OW. OW. FUCK." he muttered, rising to his feet with a heavy sigh and narrowly avoiding the Lawan puppets mock attacks, "Oh, father!" it chuckled, leaning over a table and doing finger guns in Aiden's direction, "DON'T CALL ME THAT, I'LL THROW UP, I SWEAR!" Aiden hollered, narrowly missing the bible as he dove past where Lawan had fell to the floor, stumbling back to pick it up and tossing it into his pocket, "Father-", Aiden gagged and a booming laugh filled his ears; "WAIT- YOU WOULD?! REALLY?!" it giggled, chasing behind him as Aiden slid over the bar and ran into the alcohol storage room.

"I WOULD!" he shouted behind his shoulder, almost knocking over a good bottle of whiskey, he eyed it curiously before picking it up and racing through the room again, "Stealing?! Wow, for a man of god, you really like to break his rules!" the Lawan puppet laughed, leaning over a rack of wine by the door Aiden had entered from, "GET BENT, HAKON!" Aiden laughed back, glancing at the whiskey and sighing, tossing it in the Lawan puppets direction, its eyes widened and it ducked out of sight as the bottle collided with the wall with a saddening crack, "Man..." Aiden mumbled, sprinting out of the second door and into the rather small kitchen, made for serving curly fries and over priced burritos, colliding hard with Lawan and yelling in suprise, racing backwards and almost tripping over his own feet, "NOPE! NOPE! I'M DONE WITH THIS SHIT! NNNNOPE!" he yelled to himself, tossing himself through the first door and hurling over the bar; he was looking for his bag, where did he lose it again?

The bartender rose from behind the bar with a sickening meaty noise, meaning the demon, Hakon, had abandoned Lawan as a host, "Whatcha looking for, Father?" he cooed, Aiden wretched and the monster wheezed out a bark of a laugh, trailing after him as Aiden searched for his bag, "Where is it?! Fuckin' hell!" he mumbled to himself, peering around the wall fixture and finally setting his gaze upon it, only to hear the bartenders body drop to the floor behind him, Aiden bit his lip and began to approach his bag, so close, and suddenly it was ripped from view, "WHAT THE FUCK?!" was all Aiden could manage in response, spinning around to see the god damn meat suit Lawan had been reduced to twirling his bag on its finger, "Nice purse, babe." it giggled, Aiden's face went blank, "It's a shoulder bag." he mumbled, cheeks growing red, "Purse." it responded nonchalantly, jingling the bag playfully, green eyes growing wide and excited as it unclipped the opening, "Shoulder bag.", "Purse.", Aiden watched as the bag swung open and a bottle of holy water tumbled out, crashing onto the hardwood floors, a table and all across Lawan's pant leg, his blue eyes grew with excitement and he dove for his bag, snatching it out of Lawan's hands.

The building shook with a pained yell, Lawan's body dropping to the floor once again soon after, "WHAT THE HELL, KID?!" the demon shouted from within the walls, Aiden shrugged and carefully heaved Lawan up by the back of her blouse, his forehead damp with the sweat from running in fucking circles as this demon trailed him, "Thought you'd learn the game by now, 'Kon, always ends with holy water one way or another." he panted with a groan, Lawan was a dead weight as she leaned against him, "I thought it would be different this time!" the voice whined, the sound of clanging from the alcohol storage room signaling Hakon was throwing a major tantrum, "Sucks to suck." Aiden wheezed, wiping sweat from the back of his neck, "Now, I suppose we'll...Fucking meet you outside, Demon. But, I won't stop Lawan from trying to murder you this time." he continued quietly, squeezing his companion close.

He was done with this profession.

#postinginsilence #writinginsilence #dying light #dying light 2 #dl2 #dying light fandom #aiden caldwell #dl2 aiden #dying light 2 aiden #dl2 hakon #dl2 lawan #dl2 au #alternate universe #priest au #demon au #tw.body horror #tw.violence #this is hell #hellllll #what the hellllll #leesdemonau #priest!aiden #nun!lawan #demon!hakon #🌼him.txt

[eldritchbonedoll]

Gonna post my character three sentence descriptors so I have them categorized for later writing! (I'll eventually color code them to each other so I know who is relevant for what story) I will try to start posting writing blurbs and my art but there are no guarantees on a set schedule! It may just be me posting from the ether every now and again lmao :3

Esmeray Paige (An archeologist who travels around to get to her next excavation site or museum due to her love for history. Found a mysterious, assumed to be a poor prank, box at her most recent excavation site. Loves romance and slice of life content.)

Harper DelMonte (An indie artist who creates music, art, and book covers. Enjoys paranormal and occult topics, as well as listening to true crime podcasts. Loves making coffee at the cafe and working at the bar with her band.)

Rowan Winters (An approachable animal vet with a seemingly sweet disposition. Often finds himself watching people. An avid collector of knives and holds disdain towards Eric.)

Malcolm Winters (An antisocial programmer who struggles with interpersonal relationships and being tormented. Allows his daydreams to consume his mind to escape reality. Hides his collection of comics.)

Valor Nightingale (They are a graphic designer who's close run-ins with death has made him interested in the topic. Often, in his free time, finds themselves painting or writing about the macabre nature of man. Extremely obsessed with fungi and decay.)

Beau Valentino (An exhausted college student and barista at their local coffee shop. Adores Maddening Mysteries and co-hosts a podcast inspired by it. Tends to speak in sarcasm and hates liars.)

Eric Castillo (A flirty influencer who often over indulges due to his success. Loves to roam bars and bookstores for easy flings. Hunting is a hobby he holds dear and he enjoys pissing off Rowan.)

Elizabeth Cane (A reserved part time waitress at a street corner diner. Often seen with her strange friends. Has an odd interest in the occult and pacts.)

Blaire Cane (A headstrong mechanic who wishes to be seen properly. Completely exhausted with the idea of wasting time on what she sees as nonsense. Devotes herself to the written word, lingering on specific pages that catch her imagination.)

Lisette Cane (A determined doctor in training who devotes herself to the medical field. Tries her best to be as kind as possible, despite her buttons being pretty easy to push, so she can help others. Suffers from insomnia so she devotes her time to studying.)

Monroe Summers (A mute and fiery nun who devotes her time to her craft. Often wishes to be more than she is, unhealthily so. Cherishes bullet journaling and origami.)

Lucille Adams (A wrath based demon who has no true name and the forms it takes are barely comprehensible by humans. The more people spend with this being, the more they are likely to lash out wrathfully.)

Callum Solomon Blackwood (A social butterfly of a priest of a small rural town outside of the city limits. Has spent his whole life dedicated to his religion and its practices for his newfound role. A role model to Monroe.)

Ramus Snapdragon (They are a deal maker at their core, making deals for memories or energy due to their high value to this being. They will however, make exceptions once in a blue moon. They remember every debt owed to them and always come to collect.)

Valentine Kinoshita (A hyperactive photographer, writer, and part time bartender who takes photos of Harper's band. Has a strange affinity for collecting cursed or haunted knick knacks which has confused the librarian with how often he donates to the library. Writes small poems, stories, and so on.)

Renesmee Vivienne Webber (An easy going, skeptical waitress who recently inherited a family heirloom. She thinks the conspiracy theories of paranormal or supernatural beings are far-fetched. Learned Latin simply because she thinks it is a beautiful dead language.)

Mélaine Duplantier (A doctor and part time tarot reader who adores stargazing and mountain climbing. She inherits her mother's little shop in town square. She doesn't inherently believe in tarot reading but she finds it fun.)

Anthony 'Angel' Rosendal (A flourishing florist who abandoned his dream to care for his father and their flower shop. Puts the weight of everyone's problems on his shoulder, even if he can't help. A former friend of Rowan’s.)

Cassius Bassett (A charismatic journalist who does weekly specials about the haunting tales of the town. Often left to delve into the theories of the unsolved cases in this town as a bit of a destresser. The author of Maddening Mysteries.)

Grayson Jones (A corrupt homicide detective who raises the dead to extract hidden information about their deaths. Often left undisturbed and unpunished due to his consistent results for the past thirty years. He worked relentlessly until he collapsed.)

Cyrus Grey (A homicide detective who is trying to dig into the missing cases of this strange town he found himself in. Even if he was taken off of a case due to either interpersonal relationships or lack of results he would continue to investigate. Willing to risk his own life to catch the killer's attention.)

Pierce Ryder ( A nurse interested in human flesh as a delicacy. Often lurking around Cyrus and seemingly offering off handed advice to the next suspect or clue. Enjoys Scarlett's company and the Intel she gives about Cyrus.)

Harley Vandeleur (A private business man who owns a good portion of the town. He's never revealed his face due to some unprovable rumors due to a mishap. Newspapers and articles refer to him as Logan oddly enough.)

Scarlett Fairchild (Mortician who can see into the minds of others. An associate of Ciara and Zander who seem a little standoffish. Obsessed with recording other's deepest secrets and exploits those who lack purpose.)

Natasha Bliss (A gravedigger and sexton, like a groundskeeper, of the local cemetery. A strong woman who geeks out at the esoteric and mysterious. Has an odd hobby of lurking the graveyard at night due to occasional nightmares.)

Live Fairchild (An anxiety ridden author and programmer who lives with her sister Sasha. Enjoys being alone more than anything else and only leaves her room when it is absolutely necessary. Obsessed with dark fantasy romances.)

Sasha Fairchild (An charismatic and chill hair stylist who works at the local hair salon. Enjoys talking and getting to know others but absolutely loathes small talk. Has several pairs of scissors which gets put into a collection whenever she gets new ones.)

Nikolai Levitsky Moloski (A forgotten man who lurks in the shades of a dilapidated building. Causes mischief and terror, leading those to believe the home is haunted. Adored gothic poetry and often recites them when he is bored, which is often.)

Salem Molovski (The great grand niece to Nikolai who knows he's there but can not see him. She doesn't know who he is but she is determined to figure out who or what this being is. Often finds herself in the woods, looking for what others can't see but they can feel.)

Zander Sylvester Alaric (A librarian with a dark secret. An avid collector of ancient books and letters. He has an obsession with sealing letters with wax seals.)

Ciara Alaric (Librarian assistant who has an interest in nature, untouched nature specifically as it brings her great comfort. Often seen lurking in the depths of the library, talking with Nerys, or taking a walk on the outskirts of town. Makes wood carvings that can be found around town.)

Nerys Masters (A curious writer who loves to dive into the depths of the human mind in the cafe and bars. Has a side job as a library assistant. She loves gothic romantic poetry and scrapbooking.)

Seth Maverick (A reserved and cordial accountant who shares an apartment with Malcolm. He sympathies with Malcolm’s struggle and sticks by him when he can. Goes to a rage room to vent frustrations.)

Brynn Sinclair (An energetic tutor and college student who passed her excess free time by hosting a podcast based on Maddening Mysteries. Is a proactive person when coming up with ideas and solutions. Beau’s best friend and a musician.)

Victor Moss (A cowardly scholar and archivist who is ashamed of his fears. Finds himself looking for trouble or to be punished. Has a small crush on Brynn.)

Isabelle Soliel (An easy going book club leader and small business owner. Often can be found alone at the diner. Typically to hold meetings or draw still life. Adores chamomile tea and belladonna's.)

Eden Moss (A child sung to by death and an employee of Isabelle. A mischievous kid who adores practical pranks and puns. Sometimes works part time at Anthony's flower shop and tends to gardens with him.)

Alice Lee (The last of her kind, unable to escape this world as she's been cut off from her realm. She works as a secretary and hates the mundanity of humanity. Adores Lyra as a sister.)

Lyra Webber (Adopted sibling of Renesmee and a half siren. A shape shifter who uses masks to change her form. Loves lily pads and shiny rocks.)

Felicity Cicero (Banshee who roams the woods during the week of a full moon, collecting lost souls to take care of. Usually found near rivers and waterfalls, searching beneath the moonlight. Is human any other time though, frightens me.)

Eloise Noire (A copycat killer of the infamous Ghost Host, out local serial killer who's crimes would be aired absurdly but he was never found. Charismatic and profoundly cheerful no matter how grim the setting. Very meticulous and loves true crime.)

Ambrosia Verner (A man who loves to play with the strings of fate and loves risky (and risque) situations. Has a butterfly collection and stalks those that catch his eyes. Adores beautiful things and loves thrills.)

Léon Bourgeois (A man who is interested in collecting old and supposedly haunted books and selling them. He's a blunt man who works in a pawn shop just outside of town. He has, what seems like, old self portraits of various people varying in gender and ethnicity.)

Carmelia Thane (A respected ancient vampire and the eldest one. The wife of Bram Thane and founder to the scholars of Carmelia, at least before it got out of hand. Enjoys the luxury of her immortality.)

Bram Thane (An idol who loves to put strange and unusual towns on the map. Often seen drinking and flirting with his wife. Indifferent to Zander and Ciara, much to Carmelia’s dismay.)

Pandora (The least respected of the three ancient vampires. A curator of fine arts and obtaining her own inspiration of any gender. Often headbutts with Carmelia over her small art cult.)

Rohan Wittlebane (A banished ancient vampire who lives in a cozy cottage with his boyfriend. Often seen on dates with Graham but nobody bothers the couple due to rumors. He enjoys hiking and listening to record players while it rains.)

Graham Jones (A muse who loves inspiring others and genuinely enjoys helping those who are afraid to take the first step towards their goal. Often seen walking dogs for the pound and going out on dates with Rohan. Loves stargazing and listening to old records with his boyfriend.)

Clementine Goldwyn (A confident model who occasionally takes her friends for coffee. A wingman and childhood friend of Pierce before he changed for the worse. She does singing and modeling gigs.)

Stranger (A being that distorts our reality and devours others due to its nature. It only allows itself to be adjacently human, not much caring about its imperfections that warps and imbeds itself into the mind of humanity. Loves playing cruel tricks on the human mind.)

Ezra Curtis (A being that shapes its form to that of which it has recently seen, it's not perfect but its imperfections tend to be miniscule. Has a couple of favorite animals it shifts into to mess with people. Loves gambling but has nasty cheats.)

Swarm (A creature that infests the human hosts and spreads the mass of filth and disease to those who welcome it. The warmth of the body determines when they will move to the next host. They are endless and will thrive even when we are gone.)

Doctor Amnesia (He is a soft spoken doctor who makes patients fears of not being believed a reality. An entity who enjoys the panic and desperation of those it messes with. If you were to ask for him, you can recall what he said but no one know him or seems to remember.)

Oracle (An entity that eagerly, ravenously, consumes others agony. Nobody can escape the fates it foretells, or well, ushers others into. Often toys with its victims with supposed warnings and false hope to avoid their inevitable prophecy but in reality it funnels them into their cursed fates.)

#ocs #three sentence descriptors #Please understand that these are supposed to be generalized ideas of the characters #so that i may look back and be like Oh! yeah! now i remember Lmao! #a little scared to be posting these #i have like some lire cooked up which is why words like Muse or Ancient Vampire might crop up in these descriptors

[wolfcamellias]

Maybeee for a writing prompt... Magnolias, Shadowpeach first "date" except Nezha is there because they didn't call it a date and he's being protective of his Bàba (In the. I want to make sure this person makes you happy kind)?

This one was.. way too fun ngl lmao “I think he hates me, that kid of yours.” “What makes you say that?” “He wrote ‘get out of my house’ on my shirt last time. And today. He’s doing it right now.” (1.4k, complete with Nezha POV and some snappy remarks from an angsty teen)

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Nezha was not a patron of mercy nor was he one to listen to the pleading cries of the mortals who prayed for forgiveness at the temples of his worship; he was known for his cruelty toward men and women in petty behavior for what happened to him eons ago, some teenager brooding thrown in whenever another god would interfere and grant the mercy themselves—it was quite clear that his favoritism stretched for as many people as he could carry in one trip to and from the arcade downtown and, not including Bàba, that was limited to three people in the entire population of nine-thousand and eighty six.

Naturally, Nezha is knowledgeable  of how he should behave in front of guests, treat them with respect and smile politely when they ask questions or comment something that doesn’t quite sit right with his own morals or opinions (the goal was, after all, to appear as human as possible and Xiaotian mused that it was uncommon for a teenage boy to kick an elderly man into a wall for commenting he disliked the taste of chocolate ice cream); so Nezha was well-aware that his behavior right now was lss that adequate towards the other figure sitting in front of him, strained smile on his face as the lotus demigod pours the twelfth creamer into the mug of coffee while maintaining a glaring eye-contact with the demon.

It shouldn’t have happened, this little meeting in the middle of the day during the calmest time of the hour, having to sit down in the booth of a restaurant with plates and forks and knives clicking against porcelain, the smell of breakfast and lunch mixing into each other and causing Nezha to grow more and more frustrated that the waitress was taking too long to come to their table for their order—this little event only happened because of a knock on the door during the best times of the day (movie hours) and Wukong foolishly got up instead of ignoring the call, and talked to the recipient on the other side. It piqued Nezha’s curiosity and he shuffled over to stand behind his father, flinching in disgust when he saw the six-eared traitor standing in front of their doorstep. A few words were exchanged and shortly Wukong was closing the door to Nezha’s relief—and then he walked right past the couch and slipped on a shirt to go along with one of the outfits he and Xiaojiao had picked out a few days prior, much to the god’s horror.

“Where are you going?” Nezha had hissed, hugging his blanket tighter as he followed the old King around with stomping steps, “We were in the middle of a good movie! A good one!”

“Uh,” Wukong threw him a look, raising a brow at the pink blanket that covered him with the same soft amusement the god was accustomed to by now, “I’m going out with Macaque.”

“No you are not,” he said defiantly, straightening his posture so as to only tilt his head back a tiny bit to glare up at the Sage.

“But I am, we’re going to get food—”

“Then I am coming too.”

When the two of them had finished their argument (a few words that were less than quiet were thrown out the window, along with a throw pillow gifted to them by one of the regular customers of the flower shop in town) Nezha trailed behind the two immortal monkeys, arms crossed over his chest for the first portion of the small descent down the temple grounds, his feet crossed as well, hovering over the ground with visibly disdain on his face. Red eyes narrowed; they had both just been lightly touching each other, a small brush of the hands and shoulders that didn’t set off any panic in the young immortal—as the walk continued on to the city though, they had both begun pressing closer and closer to one another, exchanging glances and what pushed Nezha into diving in between the two monkeys was the small lean forward of Macaque, murmuring something in his father’s ear—

“Good Gods, kid.” Macaque’s voice snaps him out of the memory, causing his hand to grip the empty creamer tightly enough for the plastic to pop, startling the patrons behind him with a light jump. The monkey smiles, a nervous quirk of the lips, “I don’t, uh, need that much.. Fuckin’ cream in my coffee.”

“Do you usually swear in front of the youth, Six-Ears?” Nezha spits back, dropping the small plastic ball onto the table and placing his arms as elegantly as possible on top, straightening himself and keeping his gaze fixed on the macaque. “How uncouth of you.”

“That’s—” Macaque shifts, leaning away slightly from the table and flicking his gaze over to where Nezha assumes Wukong is standing now (the Sage had gotten up to go greet a handful of friends from the city and, to his luck, Macaque had encouraged the gesture with a grin and a light voice, that of which Nezha was determined to purge by the end of this little “get together’) and then, with a sharp inhale, he turns back to Nezha, brows drawn into a frown. “Okay, we both know the real reason you’re pullin’ this is ‘cause you’re tryin’ to get something from Wukong. So, what is it? New game? Console? Motor parts?”

“I am not trying to trick Father into getting me something!” Nezha hisses, sounding way more offended than he would have preferred but, alas, the deed is done and he can feel his own flames burn underneath his skin and he spreads his lips into a thin line, urging them to cool down when he blurts out, out of place, “I just don’t want him to be spending his time with someone who doesn’t know how to wash properly!”

“Or you’re just a little shit, how about that?” Macaque grounds out, not even addressing the previous insults at this point.

“I do not think,” Nezha drawls, the scowl and disgusted expression settling easily on his face, “that you are doing this to be nice.”

“Oh, please, spare me.” The demon sits back against the booth, resting one arm on top of it and throwing his free hand in a wild gesture towards Nezha, his leg kicking the table lightly as he says, “You don’t think I’m good enough for him, is that it?”

Nezha blinks slowly. He brings a hand up to rest against his chest, softening his expression and watches as Macaque’s own face flashes with a mixture of confusion and regret, and the god feels a pang of victory as he pulls his lips into a thin smile and says, as softly as he can muster, “Macaque, that is not true.” A pause, and then, “I don’t think anyone’s good enough for him—especially the fucking idiot who threw paint at him and then proceeded to blame it all on him!”

“Oh, fuck off!” Macaque hisses, slamming his hand down on the table and Nezha’s counter sits right at the tip of his tongue, ready to be fired off and start a mini war in the middle of the family friendly restaurant with too high prices and too buttery pancakes when he sees his opponent flinch and squeeze his eyes shut.

Wariness dawns on Nezha and, then, he feels it too; years of living with an immortal god of trickery whose abilities and magics are vast and extensive means developing a sixth sense of sorts for the powerful aura that emits from said being, especially when it stands right next to the booth you’re sitting in, claws drumming calmly against the soft velvety cushion of the seats and Nezha doesn’t need to look up to know those golden eyes are close to turning red from either frustration or amusement. Still, he knows better, and slowly lifts his chin and greets Wukong with a murmured, “Hi, bàba,” smiling despite himself.

“Hey, Lotus,” Wukong says, returning the gesture with one of his own before nodding at the seats. Quickly, Nezha shuffles further into the booth and allows Wukong to slide in next to him, positioned right in front of Macaque now. Something churns bitterly at the pit of Nezha’s belly when Wukong comments happily, “I just got off the phone with Zhizhu, she’s taking Xiaojiao and Xiaotian to the garden event uptown.”

No.

Wukong lets out a light laugh, “We can spend the whole day together!”

Nezha purses his lips and flicks his gaze to Macaque’s face—they share a glare and only look away, pretending everything’s alright, when the waitress finally struts over to take their orders.

(When Macaque offers to pay, Nezha orders the most expensive foods. Just to be safe.)

#lego monkie kid #sun wukong #macaque #liu er mihou #scribbles #🐾 #magnolias au #lotus blossoms #nezha #shadowpeach #broken crowns #IN A WAY…. NEZHA IS A MOOD NGL

[lavenderchamomiletea13]

Hello!!! Again! How are you?

Okay.. I really love angst and I moreover enjoy Stella being a vengeful wife that wants to take revenge on her husband. So I had a different idea. What if she poisons him Blitzø?

And owl man goes to save him?

Stolitz - angst - 🍇

Here below i have a tiny help in case you need it! 💙 If you don't want to do it it's totally allright Thank you so much! 💙

#Poisoning

Tw: Vomit, choking, blood, angst, difficulty in breathing, near death.

Stella poisoning blitz. She poisoned his food. She Transformed into Loona or she hired striker. Using a spell he disguised himself. 

Or she entered she disguised herself as a waitress, or she disguised herself broke into his office and well added the poison to Blitz's food or coffee. Blitz eats/drinks it and suffers in front of his employees.

They were talking. Soon enough blitz came in. Barely standing, sweating like crazy! "Sir? Is.. Are you okay?"

Moxxie asked concerned. Blitz tried to speak but started coughing hard. "I... I... Shit. Help me Moxxie.. I..can't breathe it hurts too much" when he said that he fell on his back his body jerking, blood came out his eyes, nose, lips. He made choking sounds. 

"Sir.. This isn't funny! Millie! Loona!!".

Blitz grasped Moxxie's hand and squeezed.

"SIR?!?", he yelled. Then the coughing and bleeding stopped. Pain conquered his body. Millie and Loona burst into the room. They were shocked. Moxxie's voice brought them back. They try to help. Loona put her body behind him and wrapped her tail to keep him comfortable. Millie called for help. Millie held his hand. Loona cried "DON'T DIE ON ME YOU DAMNED MOTHER FUCKER!!" Loona said. Blitz looked at them one last time before he closed his eyes his strength abandoning him. Moxxie, Millie cried and tried to keep him awake! "I.. LOVE you..." he let his final breath before losing his senses. Owl guy comes and take him

Blitzø falls into a coma for a few days (or weeks if you love angst).

Owl man saves him..  He would spend time with him. Same goes and for employees. He found out who did it by his butler. The butler found a box with poison. Owl guy take care of however did this. Blitz wakes up and they are happy. "Don't scare us again like this." they said hugged him and cuddled.

Enjoy the angst! 😘

Hi hello I loved your idea, I didn’t use a lot a lot of it but stayed within the main idea of it all!  

Anywho! My bad it took so long! Been busy working on college Applications and housing shit, catch me moving into the on campus lgbt housing <3 Honestly this is why I write so many things in advance, to keep my account alive in case I needa peace out for a few days lmao. My queue still has like 20 fanfics in it lmaoo

Anywho! 

Stolas x Blitzo - Angst, but a lil fluff at the end so I’mma mark it as a kiwi <3

The I.M.P. had recently finished a commission for some big shot demon, leaving them with a tiny fortune. So, they were out to dinner to celebrate! Blitzo found a nice place and rounded his employee’s up cheerfully, even inviting Stolas out with him. It was about time to “pay rent” for the book they had as it was. 

“Say, Loony, what are you going to do with your bonus?” Blitzo asked, the hellhound glancing up at her phone. 

“Dunno... Might get a newer phone. This one’s kinda shitty.” She shrugged her shoulders, her adopted father nodding his head and turning towards Millie and Moxxie. 

“You guys?” He prompted, the two Imps thinking about it for a moment. 

“Well... We might take a little vacation? Maybe visit the Lust Ring for some fun.” Moxxie finally replied, Stolas perking up a little. 

“Oh? Well maybe we can go on a sort of couples vacation? Like a double date? I’ve been meaning to-” 

“Oh... I mostly just... Think this should be a ‘me and Millie’ Kind of thing...” Moxxie said awkwardly. It was still difficult for them to be comfortable around someone like Stolas, but they were trying... 

“I-I see, well, Blitzy, we should still-” Stolas looked over as Blitzo suddenly dropped his glass, gripping at his throat. He suddenly started coughing and hacking, tears pricking up in his eyes. 

“Shit! Blitzo! Are you choking or something?!” Loona shouted as she jumped out of her chair, hurriedly going to her adoptive father. 

At first, she went behind him, as if to give him the heimlich maneuver... until they all saw him cough out blood, the coughing and wheezing only getting worse from there. 

“W-what the fuck..” Loona starts before something catches her eye. She looks up, just to see Striker slipping away, cocky smirk on his lips. He had a peculiar bottle in his hand... likely whatever Blitzo had just drank. “Fuck fuck fuck... Stolas! Take Blitzo... Please, get him help. You two fuckers! Follow me.” Loona barked(lmao) orders, Moxxie and Millie quickly catching on and standing up, following after Loona as she went after Striker. 

Stolas was still for a moment, an almost confused look on his face before his eyebrows raised, the severity of this situation setting in. He scooped up the small imp and pulled out his phone, quickly calling the best doctor he knew, along with his chauffeur. In no time at all, Blitzo was in... what was technically a hospital of sorts. He’d fallen into a coma, and had been out for days so far. 

Stolas stayed at his side the whole time, minus the miniscule seconds it had taken to dispose of Striker once the imps had caught him. Loona also stayed the whole time, sleeping next to her adoptive father in an uncomfortable chair, but she never complained. 

It was the fourth day of Blitzo’s coma, Stolas sitting on one side of his bed, holding his hand gingerly.

“Oh, Blitzy... I’m so sorry... This is all my fault.” He sighed softly, the large owl demon looking down at his hands. “I never should have dragged you into this... Why... Do I break everything I touch...?” Stolas had closed his eyes tightly, tears pricking up in his eyes before he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder. His eyes opened to see Loona standing at his side. She had a conflicted look on her face before she spoke up. 

“I... You shouldn’t have cheated on your wife... You should have been honest with her... I know you’re hurting too, but... What the fuck were you thinking?” Loona sort of clenched her fists, Stolas looking at Blitzo. 

“I was thinking about how happy Blitzy made me... Sure, sometimes he messes things up... But there are days when he smiles or does something sweet... How could I not... I mean... Stella and I just... Fell out of love... I didn’t think she’d-” 

“Stolas. You two were married, I can see why she’s pissed off! I know Blitzo isn’t fully innocent in this but come on man!” Stolas seemed to flinch as she shouted at him, the demon looking completely defeated. Loona was silent for a moment before she sighed, looking over at her adoptive father. “I just... Don’t want to lose him... I haven’t always been the nicest to him...” 

“You should go get some good sleep... I won’t leave his side.” Stolas said softly, the hellhound frowning but eventually nodding her head.

“You need anything before I go...?” She asked, Stolas shaking his head no. There was a moment of silence between them before Loona left the room. As soon as the door closed, Stolas broke down, tears started falling from his eyes as he leaned over the bed, gently clutching Blitzo’s hand. He was shaking a little, trying to fight back sobs until they finally came bursting out. 

Stolas sat there and sobbed for a good few minutes until he’d finally calmed down, sniffling quietly and clutching his lovers hand... Until he felt a light squeeze. He looked up, seeing Blitzo’s eyes barely open. 

“Stola...” Blitzo winced, fighting back a coughing fit as Stolas jumped out of his seat, one knee already up on the bed as his hands go to cup Blitzo’s face in his hands. 

“Blitzy... Oh thank god...” Stolas managed, the waterworks starting back up again. He leaned in and hugged the imp tightly, Blitzo lightly gripping onto him before Stolas perked up. 

“Oh heavens... I need to call Loona... She just left-” 

“Can’t we stay like this for a moment longer...?” Blitzo whispered, the owl demon looking down at him, obviously a bit conflicted... But ultimately decided he’d deal with the hellhounds wrath later... 

“Yes... Yes of course Blitzy...” 

I’m gonna end it on this note with Stolas holding Blitzo because I just spent all day doing chores and refreshing my student portal page to see if my application got accepted, keep in mind I wrote most of this when I was either half asleep or,, well no even now I am half asleep lmao, hope you enjoyed it lmaoo

Heya! Don’t forget to follow for more! I try to post daily! If you hop into my asks and request something from one of the fandoms I’m in (masterlist on my pinned post!) I might try and get around to it!

#stolitz #stolas #stolitz fanfic #angst #blitzo #helluva boss

[ravenkinnie]

TW: Drugs, substance abuse, murder, violence, the Punisher

Another potentially unpopular opinion I've seen on here (and one that I'll actually rant about) is that, Jason is the only good vigilante in the Batfam because he kills people (think the direct quote is "unlike those other feckless bitches" and something like "when you get saved by Red Hood, you know that you'll never have to worry about getting attacked by the same person again". I don't know how to explain to people that killing the type of criminals Jason killed in canon is wrong and harmful (thinking about the 80 Blackgate prisoners he poisoned - hmm you know the American prison system is pretty fucked up i'm sure they all totally belonged there /s). Like. Jason killing the Joker is one thing, but he literally hasn't killed the Joker - Dick did that, Bruce tried to, but Jason hasn't. But like some people make it out like oh, Jason being a killer is fine because he only kills people that deserve it - who, tell me who he's killing? Sex offenders and drug dealers seems to be the most common reply. And I won't touch the sex offenders but drug dealers? Have you heard of the War on Drugs? Have you seen what happens when people in power decide it's okay to openly promote the killing of drug dealers? I don't understand why people think it's fine for Jason Todd to go around killing drug dealers, as if they don't have families, don't have other things that put them in a bad situation. There's a reason why cops in the US (idk if they do this elsewhere) use the Punisher skull as their emblem - and if you advocate for a Jason Todd that punishes criminals, don't be surprised when the right wing weaponizes him against minorities and the red hood helmet starts to get painted on cop cars.

I wrote a paper on the Norwegian prison system which rehabilitates and releases even the "worst" of criminals and just... I live in the US and it seems like we (specifically white people) have such little compassion for anyone who commits crime. Even after the War on Drugs, even after we learned it was a scam, people fall for the crime and punishment rhetoric time after time. Like I live in a suburb where people are so scared of drug dealers my mom literally called our neighbor because someone cut through our yard (and she thought he looked high or something idk). Which I get it, my cousin died from a fentanyl overdose, I understand you don't want that near your kids. But incarcerating or killing drug dealers is not the answer, and I can't stand it when people take that stance on Jason. You can try to explain the 8 drug dealer heads in a duffle bag any way you want, but at the end of the day, I think the batfamily fandom needs to be more careful addressing this issue because demonizing drugs/drug dealers/drug users is literally one of the ways the American government destroys black communities.

And to think, the Jason Todd stan that this opinion came from replied to me because I commented on how Jason likes to run around in Dick's old clothes - something that has absolutely no bearing on his morals, other than he's thrifty which is a good thing actually, something like 85% of clothes ends up in landfills. Sorry for the rant, you asked for it. Sorry if anyone who sees this likes Jason Todd and is offended, you're not bad for liking him, he has an interesting story, just please don't advocate for murdering common criminals, specifically drug dealers.

AAAHHH NOO BUT IVE SEEN SOME OF MY MOOTS DISCUSS THIS BEFORE

sorry it's late and fucking hot I don't have the most comprehensive reply dbdnhd and I do acknowledge that at the end of the day this is fiction but opinions real people hold come from SOMEWHERE - and I think we have a very ingrained belief that crime/bad deed has to be punished and that there are good and evil people and good people only do bad things when influenced by evil people which is exactly the core of jason's belief - and that's interesting for a batfam character, a former robin!! I like when him and bruce are contrasted based on ethics but I don't like when it's meant to show that jason is right and bruce is wrong

batman is an extremely popular and fascinating character because at his core lies the idea that systems that are in place to 'protect' people are corrupt and it's down to individuals who can do something to go against them and look out for others - that's something that will resonate with people even if irl solution can't be to dress up as a bat and beat tf outta people shdhhshs

I have two points to make here:

a) I'm straight up a fucking anarchist who lives in the woods, thinks aliens are listening, and doesn't trust the government but I don't believe systems are corrupt, I believe they operate the way they are meant to operate to punish and control the populations that the system needs to be controlled to keep up the status quo - war on drugs is such a good example for that. drug dealer also exists as this boogeyman, this idea of an evil person waiting to corrupt and destroy the good people but the fact is: people don't get addicted to drugs bc drug dealers exist, people get addicted to drugs because something, not someone, compels them to do drugs, because something (literal us gov) introduced drugs to their communities and drug dealers are just tiny pawns in that game. additionally, many dealers are addicts themselves who got roped into selling to pay for their own use or who got pushed into the margins of society so much that drug trade is the only way to survive they can find

there are like, whole papers and books and thesis done on this so I'm not gonna act like I can analyse it in a tumblr post dhshsjsj but yeah people who think jason is right usually show this weird superiority of 'oh batman doesnt get how to fix gotham like jason does' and like... no, jason gets played like a fiddle by the system the way people he kills do, and whatever he does will always just hit the other pawns and never reach those actually at the top, those who are profitting from finding scapegoats

and like, batman comics don't have to address that bc it's comics, you can write small lmao but don't argue that jason is somehow more enlightened than bruce for killing

b) this brings a question of, if we decide that there has to be punishment for every crime, who gets to decide what punishment is right for what crime? cause there's not a single person who's infallible enough to dictate what the best approach is in every situation

and batman works best as a traumatised man who's loves his city sm he tries to work however he can to protect people from corrupt systems and offer them second chances wherever he can bc that's who batman is at his core - batman is not a punisher he is a protector and he should never be pushed into a role of the punisher bc he's not edgy enough

also bitches are so hard acting like they would kill every villain cause rip to batman but I'm different, y'all are too scared to tell the waitress your order is wrong shut the fuck up lmao the closest any of y'all have been to being batman is getting your ass beat behind the club on a saturday by brenda in her boohoo jumpsuit

#asks #drugs tw #long post

[gingerbreadmonsters]

Oh my God. I just wanted to tell you how absolutely amazing the milo fic you wrote is. I sat here and I could see the memory like it was happening in front of me because your use of imagery was amazing and I screamed at the end when I could feel the love and fear in milo. Also your american english was perfect and read normally.

😵‍💫🤯😍 you have to stop this i'll CRY

i'm so SO happy you enjoyed it!! i think everyone deserves an ice cream date with milo and i'm glad it came across - it took me ages to sort out the bit with the heart messages! i spent literal HOURS staring at photos of sweethearts on google images to try and figure out what the actual text is, because there's no publicly available list that i could find 😠😠 and then i had to make them appear in an order that was close enough to a sentence, but that also fitted what was going on at the time....... yikes

(it was worth it, though, when i got to do the "...and begs you wordlessly to BE...." bit 🥰)

(plus the bit where sweetheart says "you want me in your mouth that badly, milo greer?" i still think it comes off as the waitress saying that?? which is absolutely not what is happening, but i couldn't think of another way to make that sentence work so i just left it lmao)

oh milo my tragic beloved... in my mind, milo is a very honest, sincere type of person, who feels things very deeply - he knows that what he feels for sweetheart is real and true and precious, but he doesn't want to scare them away or force them into something they don't understand. i love the concept of shifters' mates as satiation, satisfaction, fulfilment - he knows that they're everything he loves and needs, but he couldn't bear it if he were to screw it up......

tldr: sweetheart and milo are the ultimate couple and i adore them greatly

AMERICAN ENGLISH HNNNNNG i have not really encountered this issue before! literally everyone i've ever written for has fallen into one or more of the following categories

not been voiced in english before

been originally voiced in japanese and therefore can be converted straight to british english

had a very middle-of-the-road american accent that didn't take much getting used to

is a demon that doesn't originate on the human plane of existence and will therefore speak however i want him to

but i'm relieved that it sounds ok!! it was fun to try just as a bit of a challenge, and i think it helped me get a better handle on milo as a character too :)

#you have no idea how painful it was to write 'candy' instead of 'sweets' for nearly 2000 words #jk jk it was fine just weird #milo really steered this whole thing i don't really know how he did it #i just kind of said 'ok sir tell me about your mate' and he just Would Not stop..... #redacted asmr #ginger speaks to anons #gingerbreadmonsters

[of-a-chaotic-mind]

Love Birds

Summary: Sam and Reader are super lovey dovey, much to Dean’s annoyance.

TW/CW: Sam Winchester x Reader, flirty/lovey dovey Sam.  

Requested?: Yes! The amazing @the-departed-potato  said, “Hey I just saw that you were asking for Sam Winchester x Reader ideas and 100% had to ask. So I was wondering if you could write something where Sam and the reader are dating and in the “honeymoon phase” and Dean is friends with the reader and likes them together but acts all discussed by the constant PDA and cuddling and all that. (Third wheel Dean basically.) Anyway thank you!!! 😇”

Word Count: 978

A/N: How in the world do I manage to come up with fully detailed cases in just the time it takes to write this out?? Like I did it with another imagine the other day. I just don’t include all the details and stuff that I come up with lmao. Anyway, love to all, and All Requests are Open!!

Your POV

   I grab both plates off the kitchen counter and carry them to the map table. I place Sam’s in front of him and go to take a seat beside him with mine but he pulls me into his lap instead. He wraps his arms around me and hugs me tight as he nuzzles his face into my neck, “Thank you, honey. It looks delicious.”

   Across from us, Dean fakes like he’s going to vomit, “I’m trying to eat here.”

   I shake my head as Sam releases me and take my seat in the chair beside him. I take a few bites of my food before asking “So, what do you guys have?”

   Dean doesn’t even pull his eyes away from the newspaper spread out in front of him, which is clearly just the comics section, “Marmaduke is befriending a cat.”

   I roll my eyes, I swear the comics are the only reason he gets a paper anymore, “I meant the case that you two said you had. You know the one we’re supposed to leave for as soon as we’re done eating?”

   Dean only laughs at the comic so Sam finishes the bite of food in his mouth before answering, “Something weird is going on in Lafayette, Louisiana.”

   He passes me a print out of several news headlines. I look through them before returning my attention back to him, “Any ideas on what it is?”

   “A few but none of them quite fit right,” he answers. While we finish our food, Dean puts his comics away to join us in our discussion about what this case could and couldn’t be. Before long we finish our food and Sam stands to take both our empty plates to the kitchen, “Meet at the car in 15?” Dean and I both nod and go our separate ways to grab our bags from our rooms.

   Almost 4 hours and approximately 230 miles later, we’re stopping in Tulsa, Oklahoma for lunch. We grab a booth by a window and I slide into one side with Sam following behind me and Dean sitting across from us. We look over the menu and soon the waitress comes over and takes our order before rushing off again.

   “You two any closer to figuring out what this thing might be yet?” Dean ask as Sam pulls out his tablet.

   “Sammy had the great idea of putting our thoughts onto a chart on our way,” I say grinning at them both.

   “We’ve narrowed it down to a few things, but I’m still combing the article to narrow it down even more,” Sam says as Dean rolls his eyes.

   I wrap my arm around Sammy’s and lay my face against it, “Why is it so cold in here?” Sam chuckles and wraps his arm around me, using the other to scroll on his tablet.

   “It’s been 6 months now, shouldn’t this honeymoon phase be over already?”

   Just then someone drops into the seat beside Dean, “Aw, squirrely bear are you jealous of moose and his sweetheart?”

   Dean narrows his eyes at Crowley, “No, I’m not jealous. Why are you here?”

   “To see if you three know what’s been killing my demons in Lafayette,” he says nonchalantly as the waitress drops off our drinks. She looks at Crowley expectantly but he declines, “I don’t need anything. I won’t be here long.”

   She rushes off again as Sam gives Crowley a confused look, “Those people were demons?”

   “Indeed. I’ve never seen it before which is why I was hoping you three had a lead on it. Now do you or do you not?”

   Sam looks back at me, “Guess we should hit the drawing board again. Nothing on our list can kill demons.”

   I shrug, but before I respond, our waitress brings our food and Crowley takes off again as we descend on our plates like hungry vultures. We haven’t eaten since breakfast.  

   After we get back on the road, it’s another four hours before we stop for Dinner and then another four after that before we make it to a motel just outside of Lafayette. Once we’ve settled into our room, Sam looks at me, “Shower?”

   I nod with a mischeivious grin and follow him to the bathroom. Behind us a frustrated Dean sighs, “I guess that means I’m going next door to the bar for a bit. Don’t use all the hot water. I’ve gotta have a shower too.”

   The next morning, I wake up to Sam leaving little kisses all over my face and neck. I sit up and stretch as Sam smiles, “Good morning, sleepy head.”

   I mumble a good morning as he hands me a cup of coffee. Across the room, Dean rolls his eyes, “You two lovebirds hurry up and get ready. We’re supposed to meet with the coroner in an hour and it’ll take thirty minutes to get there.”

   I chuckle and down the last of my coffee before getting up to get ready for the day. I pull on my suit jacket just as Dean grabs his keys and heads for the car, “If you’re not in the car when I kick it into drive then you’re getting left here.”

   Sam and I both laugh and follow him out to the car, Sam smacking my ass on the way there. Dean glares at him for it as he gets in the car, “You know, I’m all for you two being together. You both seem happier because of it but for the love of all things good, give me one day where my best friend and brother aren’t all over each other. That’s all I ask.”

   Sam looks back at me with a grin on his face, “We might be able to manage that.” I laugh at the two as Dean pulls out of the parking spot and speeds off towards the county coroner.

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[aarcanechaoss]

The Worst Possible Luck

Here’s my tester lmao @slowlyfoulenthusiast | also aged up to college age because I cannot imagine a 16 year old walking into the port mafia headquarters demanding to see an exec lmaooo

Waking up on a Monday morning Emi didn’t expect to be thrust into a mission- curses fluctuating in the port area of Yokohama… Now that isn’t a problem she’s been on missions like this before-

The problem is getting Gojo off her back.

“Come on Yokohama is a wonderful place you’ll have a great time Koko.”

“Don’t call me that.” The brunette huffs. Gojo merely smiles.

“Bring the trio with you. Yuji, Megumi and Nobara could do with a mission like this.” Gojo grinned.

“Then why don’t you send them…”

“We have reason to believe someone else has invested a cursed spirit.”

Beat

Emi sighed and turned towards the first years- ever since her accident last year Gojo was less willing to send her out on her own and she could tell he meant well but it didn’t make it less annoying. With a heavy sigh she agreed.

“Fine but you need to listen and not run into danger without me saying so. You’re eighteen now I’m sure you know what you are doing but I don’t want any casualties.”

Yokohama is a very big area, the group of four (the three first years and one second year) groaning as they enter a cafe.

“The city is too large we’ll never find them.” Nobara said falling into her seat.

“We’ll have to make do for today, find a hotel to stay at.” Emi said face already smooshed into the table. Unbeknownst to them a young man perks up after listening to them and leans towards his seat mate to whisper.

“But what if we don’t find them? It? What even are we looking for?” Yuji pouted, Megumi who wanted to give imput just huffed and shrugged.

“As long as they aren’t like Emi or Yuji we should be fine yeah? We can get rid of them easier. If they are like you both we’ll have a whole debacle to deal with back in Tokyo.” Nobara said.

“Excuse me-“ the waitress began before a man slid in beside the college students. The waitress sighed and turned towards another table.

“Hello dear belladonnas my name is Osamu Dazai you seem to be having trouble why don’t we help, upstairs is a detective agency-“

“No thanks.” The group of four says, the monotonous tone reverberating in the small booth.

“I’m so sorry Dazai likes to insert himself in things he shouldn’t-“ a white haired man said exasperatedly. “He isn’t wrong though if you need help the detective agency is upstairs otherwise please have a good day.”

“But Atsushi!”

“No buts Kunikida will have our heads.” The growl that came from Atsushi’s throat made the group pause. That was far to animalistic to be human, and far to feral to be cursed… Emi sighed and locked eyes with Yuji.

After working with Gojo and Emi Yuji has become quite good at figuring out curses just from their energy alone, ever since he was fifteen and had Sukuna become apart of him he knew he’d need to work hard to be able to keep himself alive… he knew that look, the one the second year was giving him meant they found something. With a quick glance towards Nobara and Megumi they all knew something just happened- and even the quiet musings of Sukuna stopped, he was… intrigued?

A growl, so deep, quiet but audible and clearly something that detective was used to shouldn’t have been made by a human. Was the white haired man a curse? A demon? They couldn’t tell… maybe he is like Yuji and Emi? If that’s the case how annoying that means more work for them. Is the detective agency upstairs another group of Jujutsu sorcerers?

No if they were Emi would have told them, Gojo would have told them. That man… was he their target?

Oh man I’m sorry this is so shit lmao I’m sorry- so if you want me to write something properly (Emi is obvi the oc for JJK and you’ll get backstory if I do a proper story duh) just let me know I guess.

#jjk #bsd #jujutsu kaisen x bungou stray dogs #jujutsu kaisen #bungou stray dogs #jjk oc #I’m sorry this is so bad

[lennonie]

Author's Note - sorry I didn't have anything out last week. I was having a really bad week and didn't feel like writing. I might be swamped with school work for the next 2 weeks but I'll try to get at least 3 things out if I feel like it. I wanna enjoy my writings. Anyways, on with the story.

Michael Afton x Reader

Invisible String, Based Off of Taylor Swift's Song by The Same Name.

fluff yal he proposes in this one lmao, this is not canonical nobody dies because I don't want anyone to die and no children are murdered.

- words

"Green was the color of the grass where I used to read at Centennial Park, I used to think I would meet somebody there"

TN, Centennial Park, 1985

Reading. When I lived near Centennial Park I used to read shitty teen romance novels thinking I'd meet "The Love of my Life" there. Now I know that you can create your own soulmate, you don't have to sit around and wait for your person to come around. Making a soulmate might be one of the best feelings.

"Teal was the color of your shirt when you were sixteen at the yogurt shop, you used to work at to make a little money"

UT, Hurricane, 1985

When we moved down to Utah, my mom decided to take me to the local frozen-yogurt shop. A small town is a small town, and pretty much everybody knows everyone so when a new person moves in it doesn't go un-noticed, the shirts all of the employees wore were teal.

"Time, curious time, Gave me no compasses, gave me no signs"

Time flies away, where did it go? It feels like I was just a little kid a few days ago. I didn't get a map, compass, or street signs to navigate my way through this new chapter. I'll write my own map. Eventually, we moved to Los Angeles, but I kept up with one of my old friends from Utah, Michael.

"Were there clues I didn't see? And isn't it just so pretty to think All along there was some Invisible string Tying you to me?"

What do you miss when life throws you a best friend like that?

''Bad was the blood of the song in the cab On your first trip to LA You ate at my favorite spot for dinner"

One day he came to see me. It was fun seeing him again! He told me about songs he heard in the cab on his way here, and we made a game out of it. If the song was called Bad Blood, Bad Was The Blood!

"Bold was the waitress on our three year trip Getting lunch down by the lakes She said I looked like an American singer"

1990, Lake Mead, Nevada

We started dating in the summer of 1986, marking 3 years. So we took a trip to Lake Mead at a small restaurant. The waitress told me I looked like a singer and he teasted me over it the rest of the trip! The last night of the trip, we took a walk down to the Lake, that was when it happened. He proposed. I was officially engaged!

"Time, mystical time Cuttin' me open, then healin' me fine Were there clues I didn't see? And isn't it just so pretty to think All along there was some Invisible string Tying you to me?"

"A string that pulled me Out of all the wrong arms right into that dive bar"

"Something wrapped all of my past mistakes in barbed wire Chains around my demons, wool to brave the seasons"

One single thread of gold tied me to you

"Cold was the steel of my axe to grind For the boys who broke my heart Now I send their babies presents"

"Gold was the color of the leaves When I showed you around Centennial Park"

"Hell was the journey but it brought me heaven"

"Time, wondrous time Gave me the blues and then purple pink skies And it's cool, baby, with me And isn't it just so pretty to think"

"All along there was some Invisible string Tying you to me?"

[atknz]

* miguel bernardeau , cismale + he/him | you know santiago atkins, right? they’re twenty-four, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, two months? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to i wanna get better by bleachers like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole   (   golden cross necklace squeezed between his fingers to suppress anger, a worn out book of mormon hidden beneath his nightstand, a tired smile    &    weary laugh echoed down the halls  )    thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is JUNE 25TH    so they’re a cancer, which is unsurprising, all things considered.

                       tw for .    religion, religious trauma, repressed gay ness, suicide 

TLDR: dumb but kind jesus lover who doesn’t know being bisexual exists.  IF YOU WANT TO SIMPLY SKIP TO CONNECTIONS AND PERSONALITY, FEEL FREE TO DO SO!!

insp.  jason from bare: a pop opera, shelby from the wilds.

santiago was born to marina ruiz in 1996.  a low-income waitress from madrid, spain. his father is unknown. one day, when marina was at work, she served a group of young men who described themselves as members of the church of latter day saints (mormons), they were american men sent to madrid to carry out their mission of bringing as many people as possible to jesus christ. they were nice, tipped well, and invited her to church.   feeling down on herself, marina figured there was no harm in doing so and her life was completely changed when she became a full fledge member of the LDS church.  santiago, two at the time, had no choice but to follow in her footsteps.    

life for the two wasn’t bad afterward. marina met a man, Beck Atkins, who quickly became a father figure for santiago. the two fell in love, got married merely five months into their relationship, popped out about four more kids (in which she legally changed santiago’s last name to atkins so that it wouldn’t be obvious he was from a different relationship) and, when santiago turned seventeen, the family of seven set their sights on SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH - beck’s hometown.

santiago was in utah for a year before starting his very own mission. he branded a name tag that said ELDER ATKINS, suited up and was shipped to north carolina with a companion, elder brett, as the two went door-to-door in an attempt to save the lives of residence in NC and bring them closer to jesus christ.  between all of the door slams, threats to get off the lawn, and being made fun of, the two always wore a smile and shared a laugh. as thick as thieves is how people would describe santiago and elder brett - which is known to happen when you’re with each other 24/7 and sharing bunk beds.

                            “ one thing led to another and soon i would discover:                               i was having really strange feelings for steve (elder brett) ”

hi if u guessed that bi-repressed santiago would soon fall head over heels for his companion, you’re abso-fucking-lutely right.  however it wasn’t unrequited, the kiss behind the church van four months into their mission taught him that, but santiago was a coward. as much as elder brett was prepared to stand before the church and declare his love - santiago was certain it was a phase, he’s liked girls before, he’s just confused. besides, the scripture, he thought, was very, very  clear.   so they hid it for another year and eight months.

SUICIDE TRIGGER WARNING:        long story short: in a para i’ll get into some day, elder brett had had enough of the secrets, the lying to his family and lying to himself about who he was, at the end of their mission he told santiago he wanted to come out - with or without him - and santiago freaked. he knew it wouldn’t take long for the church to put two-and-two together, and had some extremely harsh words to say to his boyfriend about the decision. about how he was only bored, there were no girls on the trip, he didn’t actually love him, no one could actually love him.     but santiago didn’t know that elder brett was dealing with other demons and, essentially, that came as a last straw for the him. he just remembers a stream of tears pouring from his eyes on his way back to salt lake, the crush of a hug from his mother and father as they apologized for what happened to his friend.    ( in which his dad so lovingly added that elder brett may not make it to the celestial kingdom after ruining god’s plan by ending his life too soon.  )      END TRIGGER WARNING

he stayed at home for a few more years, until remembering a place in NC called irving that he and elder brett felt was quaint and cute, deciding to move there officially in late may. 

BRIEF PERSONALITY  AND  HEAD CANONS.

kind, almost to a fault. he truly is full of love, light, and care. he’s constantly wearing a smile on his face, loves to give hugs and advice and wants the best for everyone.  HE WILL GIVE YOU A HUG UNANNOUNCED

kind of an idiot who is shit at context clues, always finds it strange when people are mean. has never touched a drop of alcohol and doesn’t swear. catch him saying “frick” religiously

jesus christ is his best friend.

has a dark side with an insane amount of anger issues ever since he was a kid. it’s one of the reasons his mother thought the church worked so well because they taught him how to suppress that emotion and... smile instead of feeling it.     which obviously isn’t good, as he could have a tendency to black out and realize he’d completely smashed his tv to bits or punched a hole in the wall.

he’s not 100% sure of his sexuality. he knows he’s into guys so he basically decided that must mean he’s gay but is extremely confused because he also finds himself having crushes on women.  someone sit him down and tell him that bisexuality / pansexuality exists bc he’s HARMED

                                      CONNECTIONS 

he was on his mission in / around irving two years ago ,  2019 - knocking on every door and asking if he and his companion can share the story of jesus christ with them... so pls give me a connect of someone who either entertained the idea, slammed the door in his face or threatened him to get off their lawn.

bad influence. he never touched a drop of alcohol, doesn’t cuss, doesn’t even drink coffee. pls he’s so boring

bible study friends lmao

A FRIEND WHO HE CLUNG TO!! their personality doesn’t matter but it’d be hella cute if they were usually irritated by santiago and he had no idea. he’s like haha ur so funny when ur mean i love u <3

BASICALLY ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING 

TBA IM SO TIRED

#i can write this i've read scriptures from the book of mormon #irvingintro #am too tired to finish writing connections... #this was too long im sorry? #///// #suicide tw

[vixensheart]

I uh, may have started a playlist for my fic? So here it is ^^; @singingcookie definitely inspired this to be created by constantly throwing songs at me because she’s amazing like that. Here’s all the songs and their related scenes/why they’re on the list: 

Explode by Written By Wolves: Chapter one. This song represents Katsuki’s determination to get the job and rise from the ashes, so to speak. 

Starlight by Written By Wolves: Chapter two. The line “this is right now” resonated with me a lot for this one-- it fits the mood of Katsuki trying to get into the groove of his new normal. 

Demons by Written By Wolves: Chapter three, especially the last scene. It also kind of speaks to the general theme of Katsuki fighting his inner demons and feelings of inadequacy, but I feel like the mood of then song especially fits the beginning of the fic.  

Oxygen by Written By Wolves: This song hooked me for Katsuki’s backstory and goes hand-in-hand with Demons. I like it here because chapter four is the big reveal of him being a chemist, originally, so it’s also a little clever with the song name, lol. 

Lights by Written By Wolves: This song also goes along with Oxygen, lol, as backstory thematics. I think it fits the vibe of the flashbacks in chapter five, too, so that’s why it’s here. 

Believer by Imagine Dragons: This is a very bombastic, fired up song and it fits the mood of Katsuki’s determination going into chapter seven. He believes he can conquer the encounter, but he ends up having his walls start to crumble in the end because of Kirishima picking him up. ;) 

Elastic Heart (Cover) by Written By Wolves: The rock version is the one I have, because the overall mood of the song better fits Katsuki. Okay so originally I said this was chapter 8 but I lied, this is ending out chapter seven and going into chapter 8, following the feelings and introspection there. 

Kissaphobic by Make Out Monday: I stumbled on this song in my recommended songs and it’s??? Perfect??? For chapter eight, especially the end sequence. The longing, here-- matches how Katsuki wants but is afraid. 

Lover Is a Day by Cuco: There’s an ache to this song that fits the mood of chapter nine. Plus, the many of the words match up with Katsuki’s emotional turmoil of his budding feelings. 

When He Sees Me from Waitress (original broadway recording): Listen, the lyrics from this song perfectly fits Katsuki’s reluctance to let Kirishima in. And I think it’s perfect for the shift in mood after chapter nine, when they finally become friends and suddenly feelings are harder to ignore. 

Out of the Woods by Taylor Swift: Between chapter ten and eleven there’s these moments where Katsuki is dealing with his past-- nightmares, seeing his ex again. So this song kind of speaks to the internal struggle a bit of him asking himself “are we out of the woods yet” so to speak. 

Love Like You by Rebecca Sugar: There’s many reasons I love this song, and most of them are because it can apply to literally anyone lmao. But I do think it very much applies to Katsuki and how he wonders how Kirishima could ever care about him, and it fits lots of the themes of the overall story. But I think it fits well here, specifically, because of the tender moments in chapter eleven as Katsuki deals with how he feels almost broken from his past. 

Love Me Like You Do by Ellie Goulding: This song is specifically for the scene in chapter twelve, when Katsuki is over at Kirishima’s and there’s just heart eyes all over the place between them. 

Surrender by Natalie Taylor: I had been scouring the world for a song that fits the ending of chapter fourteen AND THIS IS IT Y’ALL. The softness, the “whenever you’re ready”,,, fits the vibe so hard. 

Emperor’s New Clothes by Panic! At the Disco: I had a different song here, but ultimately I decided on this one because for starters, the themes of hell and demons of the music video fits so well with the imagery I use for Mitsuki, lol. But also the lyrics “taking back the crown” are a lot like Katsuki trying to take back his reputation and the overall mood of the song just matches the dinner scene so well in chapter fifteen, lol. 

Listen to Your Heart by DHT, Emdee: Cookie says this song fits the bar scene in chapter sixteen and honestly she is correct. Lol it very much fits the mood as Katsuki flees, terrified of his own feelings. 

Driver’s License by Olivia Rodrigo: This song very much represents the heartbreak Katsuki went through. The lyrics themselves don’t matter quite as much as the emotions the song provides lol. Though parts of the song match like a glove. It’s here for chapter sixteen, when we meet the Ex. ;3 

Cloud 9 by Beach Bunny: Chapter seventeen, all the way. This song matches the more upbeat feel of the chapter and the strong budding love Katsuki’s feeling for Kirishima. UwU 

Overwhelmed by Royal and the Serpent: Chapter eighteen. The lyrics themselves aren’t what draw me in to this song so much as the overall mood and themes of anxiety, which I feel match the pace of Katsuki’s own anxiety as it rises in intensity leading up to meeting with Mitsuki again. 

Cuz I Love You by Lizzo: The lyrics of this song are perfect for this fic, and the scene it’s for is yet to be written lol but OH WELL. It’s on here pre-emptively. It’s big and dramatic and full of feeling.

War of Hearts by Ruelle: Listen. This is also on here pre-emptively. Take of that what you will X,D 

I’ll continue to update this as I find more songs for the playlist, haha. There’s definitely scenes I’d love to have represented musically, if possible. If anyone has recc’s, feel free to shoot them my way!  

#kiribaku #bnha #my hero academia #bakukiri #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou #playlist #my writing

[chaotically-cas]

Invisible String (Taylor Swift) Marcherry songfic? I know I’ve sent like a bajillion requests already but here’s one more. Anyways, night!- Cherry

YES OK EPIC!!!! I’ve never heard this song before today so imma try my best lmao

Just listened- omg I love it

Warnings: none

Words: 375

Fluff

Taglist: @naturallesbain @therealsehinton @twobitapologist @tulsaokgreasers @donttakemyknives

- - -

Marcia sat on her bed listening to her best friend, Cherry Valance, babble on about whatever boy she was crushing on this week.

Cherry’s voice was soft and smooth with hints of sarcasm and desperation.

To be honest, Marcia had not been listening to a single word that Cherry was saying. Her mind was running in circles.

For a while now Marcia was aware of the fact that she had feelings stronger than friendship for her best friend. And she was still processing them.

And in the moment her mind was beginning to reflect.

On how Cherry’s hair used to flow in her face as they swung on the swings back in elementary school.

Or how Cherry’s cheeks turned pink as a rose when Marcia told her how beautiful she looked in her middle school dance dress.

But the thought that came most to her mind was how Cherry grabbed her hand to pull her places when she was excited.

Cherry’s hands were as soft and smooth as her voice. As her hair. As her whole being. And Marcia loved it.

Marcia sat straight up at this thought. She loved it.

Obviously she had made some sort of noise because Cherry had picked up on her state of shock. “You ok Marcia?”

“Yeah yeah, fine, continue” Marcia mumbled, soon hearing the ramblings on the other side line start up again.

Marcia’s cheeks were burning with realization. Cherry had always been tied to her in some deep way, she knew that. But now she knew she was in love with Cherry. She was in love with her best friend.

Her cheeks burned.

And before she even knew what she was saying, the words came blurting out of her mouth, interrupting Cherry mid sentence.

“I love you” Marcia blurted. Instantly slapping her hand over her mouth, cursing herself in her mind. Damn it, Marcia, she thought.

“I love you too Marcy” Cherry giggled through the phone.

She didn’t understand, thought Marcia.

“No Cherry,” Marcia started taking a deep deep breath “I’m in love with you.”

“I know.”

“You do?”

“Yeah. And it’s about time you said something” Cherry teased, making Marcia’s cheeks burn even more. If that was even possible. “Mind if I come over?”

“Please do.”

- - - -

Green was the color of the grass

Where I used to read at Centennial Park

I used to think I would meet somebody there

Teal was the color of your shirt

When you were sixteen at the yogurt shop

You used to work at to make a little money

Time, curious time

Gave me no compasses, gave me no signs

Were there clues I didn't see?

And isn't it just so pretty to think

All along there was some

Invisible string

Tying you to me?

Ooh

Bad was the blood of the song in the cab

On your first trip to LA

You ate at my favorite spot for dinner

Bold was the waitress on our three year trip

Getting lunch down by the lakes

She said I looked like an American singer

Time, mystical time

Cuttin' me open, then healin' me fine

Were there clues I didn't see?

And isn't it just so pretty to think

All along there was some

Invisible string

Tying you to me?

Ooh

A string that pulled me

Out of all the wrong arms right into that dive bar

Something wrapped all of my past mistakes in barbed wire

Chains around my demons, wool to brave the seasons

One single thread of gold tied me to you

Cold was the steel of my axe to grind

For the boys who broke my heart

Now I send their babies presents

Gold was the color of the leaves

When I showed you around Centennial Park

Hell was the journey but it brought me heaven

Time, wondrous time

Gave me the blues and then purple pink skies

And it's cool, baby, with me

And isn't it just so pretty to think

All along there was some

Invisible string

Tying you to me?

#the outsiders #the outsiders headcanons #the outsiders memes #the outsiders incorrect quotes #the outsiders book #the outsiders movie #the outsiders cherry #the outsiders Marcia #cherry valance #68

[savnofilter]

I think you're hilarious in such a good way and Im new to Tumblr. Your work is amzing and i was wondering if you have any bnha blog recommendations or must read fics?

WARNING! this gets long as SHIT. so im sorry. im on mobile so liek,, also there are shit ton of amazing writers on here but my memory has been terrible as of recently, so sorry about that. all the people mentioned have really good fics so going through their masterlist is the bes option i have on here for you!! also sorry this was so late, i did a lot of username checking and now finally got the balls to post this with their @s cnuidwneovn- also!! be mindful because i was iffy in tagging some because i wasnt too sure if they wrote for bnha anymore. so w/o further adieu!!!now for my fave ao3 fics (with no ranking)~

His Tryanny by goodboysensei (tumblr; @tobobio)

au: fantasy

summary: “Deep in a land just like in the fairy tales, lives 4 different kingdoms. But when a hot headed king of one kingdom wants to take over, he seeks for more power. A girl locked away in a tower for her entire life because of her forbidden power, finds a new life when an ash blonde male comes flying through her window. How will their life play out?”

my thoughts: FUCKINGT AMAZING BOOK LIKE I FUCKING STAN. TT its so fucking good! the angst, the tension, angry bloody bakugo?! fucking check! amazing book!! 12/10 will always recommend. mc will say “million reasons” i be like “his tyranny tho, 👀” (and other books but we have to appreciate my highness rq).

completed: yis!

My Angel by goodboysensei (tumblr; @tobobio)

au: greek mythology

summary: “The infamous fallen angel, serving under Hades (AFO), Bakugou Katsuki, was known for constantly wreaking havoc within heaven. Defying against God and other deities, he was blacklisted from Heaven. (l/n) (y/n) being an elite archangel under Athena (Miruko), is set on a mission to rid of Bakugou Katsuki but takes a 180 when you sudden began developing feelings for the crooked angel during the confrontation – him reciprocating the feelings. Though relationships between a worker of God and a demon was the greatest sin, and faced consequences to those who are caught. ~ Having to sneak around and hide your relationship with the fallen angel how would an archangel keep her status under God while simultaneously keeping an accursed romantic affair.(sorry i suck at summaries lmao)”

my thoughts: you know, i just have a craving to live a life in greekish-mythologyish and reading lore of olympus makes it partly redeemed. but this takes the cake. LIKE?! oh my fucking god! absoluetely love and im still reading it cause im slow asf but its so good so far! and she doesnt at all, the summaries are what got me interested!!

completed: neh~

I’m Broken Too (Shigaraki x Reader x Dabi) by Kikyo851 (quotev; kikyo851/tumblr; @heroes-among-us-all)

au: canon

summary: “What’s a girl to do when she can’t quite make it as a hero? Become a villain, of course.”

my thoughts: okay so youre thinking, “that summary is short asf” but godtdamn the book is motherfucking good dawg. lieke,,, this absolutely fueled my villain spark way back whenever. (you can gladly thank this book and all the dabi fics from @lord-explosion-baku, who also has a book called “thorns” which is also on ao3. i havent read it because im not into that au but it has many good reviews!!)

completed: neh~

Million Reasons by Chub_Rye (other socials; not listed)

au: future canon (?)

summary: “This is not a happy story, you really wished it was but how can it be when your marriage is falling apart. You truly love your husband, the thing is…he doesn’t seem to feel the same anymore ((Trigger warning: this is a very emotional heavy story, you have been warned.)) Inspiration: Million Reasons by Lady Gaga”

my thoughts: 

*if i had the time i would edit to: “im fucking sobbing fam”* because this shit hurtedt. like, HURTEDT. this book, this very book is the reason why fucking katsuki fucking bakugo slapped down the damn rankings on my list. didnt fucking like him for like two weeks, just thinking about him made me mad as FUCK. but its written so good i cant be mad?! i… okay moving on before i start crying and listing reasons why katsuki needs to CHOKE in this damn book. also if you dislike deku then this story will change. you.

completed: neh~

Muted by HecateSG (other socials; not listed)

au: canon

summary: “A collection of short one-shot stories where the reader has lost the ability to speak due to an incident that ranges from accident, to intentional, which now leaves you in the care of at least one of this dashing and intrepid cast of characters. There will be a variety of scenario’s explored and kinks touched upon for all you curious depraved little ones. ~ The only thing these all have in common is that the Reader will remain almost exclusively quiet the entire time ~ The tags will be updated as more chapters are released.”

my thoughts: this is a one-shot book (no cohesive storyline unless chosen) but its so good. so good. i thought shigaraki, dabi and all might in one book was interesting but never the less, super good! i never was interested in the mute concept but its written good? (but thinking about it all the other mute!reader fics are good but they wont nsfw so it didnt interest me-) furthermore, its so good. so pure. so hot. 11/10 would recommend.

completed: neh~

Nightclub AU by sour_pink29 (tumblr; @heros-amoung-us)

au: well… nightclub

summary: “U.A. is the most prestigious and well known nightclub in the world. It takes a high price and a creditable reputation to attend the club, but only because it makes your wildest dreams and fantasies come true. The workers are the best of the best: the 1A class; with the sexiest dancers, flirtatious waitresses and waiters, master bartenders, and high class security. It’s truly no wonder why the rich and famous travel from all corners of the world to have one special night at U.A. ~ As a waitress at the club, you were used to dealing with rich, handsome, high maintenance bachelors. But when 6 mysterious men enter the club and your life, you feel something different spark between you and them as they turn your life on it’s head. For better or for worse… ~ AU where you and the 1A class (and some other characters) are workers at the club. Kaminari, Kirishima, Katsuki, Shoto, Tetsu, Izuku, and Sero are all competing for your attention. ~ WILL INCLUDE NSFW IN SOME CHAPTERS ;)”

my thoughts: THGIS BOOK FUCKIN SLAPS. HANDS DOWN WOULD TOOT MY ASS UP FOR THIS! (thought about dropping my studies and just fucking doing stripper work-) like wow… its a good book and the writer was prob one of the first wirters i followed on here?! (thats if tumblr didnt fucking remove my damn following like it usually does. ._.) enough about that, its really good. i think about it often.

completed: neh~

Plus Ultra! One-shots and Requests by MistressPikachu (FinalVolition) [tumblr; @adelheidvonschicksal]

au: varies

summary: “A place to store all my smaller drabbles for BNHA. NSFW and SFW requests CLOSED!”

my thoughts: um so she write for *everything* but not like everything, everything. so sometimes it be like a red flag so make sure you are reading it carefully on the story you click on! personally, since theyre a good asf writer i usually dip my toe in all of them but sometimes i just cant but the ones i can, i read over and over and over again. worth a million reads tbh. 12/10 would recommend if youre nasty like that (and i KNOW you guys are).

completed: neh~

slutty one shots by cherrykwrites (tumblr; @cherrykwrites)

au: varies

summary: “Collection of some slutty short scenarios. Mostly Bakugo, could include other characters too. ~ Everything will be NSFW in this collection. ~ Themes like non con, underage, alcohol, bdsm, daddy kinks, ect could occur in these writings. ~ These are purely works of fiction and do not reflect reality, I do NOT condone any of the immoral actions written in these.”

my thoughts: so of course i could not leave the og, the real home slice, cherry-mother-k-fuckin-writes- CAN WE CLAP FOR THE QUEEN? so essentially, her shit is good asf. you should read it cause its good asf. shes not around that much but she def is really good! (also has my thinking about writing some tattoo artist!bakugo these days, or even a series for my husbandos…). never thought about sandwhiched between kirishima and bakugo until i came across her fics~

completed: neh~

Euphoria - NSFW Series by NekokoaFanfiction (tumblr; @nekokoafanfictions)

au: varies

summary: “Just a bunch of BNHA characters involved in several different kinks with you. ~ Summary of first chapter: ~ “Katsuki…”That mewl you made was hard to hear but somehow it reached Midoriya’s ears and he gulped as he saw said man standing up from the ground in front of you. A smirk as wide as it can be with his tongue brushing the corners of his mouth as if he just finished eating the best meal of his life.————————- Basically, Midoriya is in for a emotional ride lol”

my thoughts: they are such a good writer. another one-shots book but they will appear once again on the list but this book is just beautiful. and im a perv. so. have fun.

comepleted: neh~

⚠️okay so this is a series of fics from one writer, but instead of making a shit ton on the list (because if this isnt long already) its by the user QuillMind (tumblr; @quillmind) here are some of my faves:⚠️

Incendiary ~ a/b/o, “Mating season has come yet again. Bakugou has even more trouble controlling it than in previous years… and it’s all your fault.”

Mating Hunt ~ a/b/o, “You and Bakugou have been together for some time. Though you both know you only want each other, your bond won’t truly be permanent and known to all until he claims you during mating season. And as impatient as Bakugou is, as an Alpha, he loves a good chase. You decide to give him one.”

Story Time - A Reader x BNHA Multific by WhenSarahSmiles (tumblr; @makethiscanon)

au: fairytale/storybook/canon-ish

summary: “Whilst fighting a powerful villain, you find yourself sucked into the world their quirk created with no memories of your old life. Yet, the men you meet along the way have a familiar feel to them. Perhaps they can help you unlock your memories? ~ A Hero Academia/Fairy Tale mash up, there’s plenty of chaos to follow even if you think you know the classic stories well. ~ [Warning: Explicit Content from chapter 3 onwards] ~ [I will warn you which chapter features the non-con]] ~ “

-> Story one: Little Red Riding Hood (Katsuki Bakugou x Reader)-> Story two: The Little Mermaid (Shouto Todoroki x Reader)-> Story three: Jack and the Beanstalk (Eijirou Kirishima x Reader)-> Story four: The Three Little Pigs (Denki Kaminari x Reader)-> Story five: Sleeping Beauty (Shouto Todoroki x Reader x Katsuki Bakugou)-> Story six: Snow White and the Seven Dwarves (Midoriya, Tokoyami, Sero, Monoma, Ojiro, Shinsou x Reader)

my thoughts: bitch i have no thoughts. i only have THOTS. this is a masterpiece, like ive been lacking, the one im on rn is the kirishima one and it worth the read, and i bet the ones after that have been just as amazing! amazing work 11/10 would recommend.

completed: neh~

Wolves Among Us (Mini Series) by NekokoaFanfiction (tumblr; @nekokoafanfictions)

au: fantasy

summary: “Something about watching him lick your chilled skin was stirring something within you. Your legs started to shiver, but not of the cold that surrounded your slightly exposed body but of a feeling blossoming in the inner regions of your lower stomach. You were getting lost in the rhythm of his pants, wandering in the hazy want of his intense eyes. Your breath began to tremble, and you tried to squeeze your legs together to withstand the odd sensation growing, but he held your leg still and showed no signs of letting go. You were suddenly aware of his hand on your lower thigh, and you noticed that it was the first time a man’s hand had touched there. ~ You were a flower that had yet to bloom in the late of spring. Pure, untouched and suddenly, bombarded with desires. You never shivered in the way a man could make you, and curiosity—maybe naivety, was keeping you from your fear of the beast. —————– Basically, you fall in love with a rude wolf man. ~ Mini series!! Werewolf!Bakugo x Human!Reader, Fantasy AU ~ Inspired by The Company of Wolves by Angela Carter”

my thoughts: i ride this books ASS for updates. my favourite bakugo au’s are fantasy (wit da dragoons) and were!katsuki (haluween). i fucking love it, i love their works. theyre busy with school (like i should be but scholars are all different-) trust me its so good. it has that good spice that make fill my heart with sexy uwuwuwuwuwuwuwus. love it.

completed: neh~

Katsuki Bakugo Scenario Collection by Hvalross (tumblr; @cutesuki–bakugou)

au: varies

summary: “A collection of oneshots and scenarios I’ve done for Bakugou, both personal works and requests on my blog Cutesuki-Bakugou. ~ Please note that the rating of each story will be in the notes of the chapter. Stories range from TEEN to EXPLICIT.”

my thoughts: oh my god. i reread this one chap over and over and over and over and over and over- and over again. the stories range from cute to just good smut and its so good. so beautifully written. and i cant help but just appreciate it. love it sm. (also sorry if i tagged the wrong tumblr im confsued as to which one you use ahaha)

completed: neh~

Wish the World Away by hoshigalaxy (other socials; not listed)

au: canon

summary: “bakugou katsuki is the number one hero. but with this title comes a huge target on his back. sometimes it’s better to stay single when you’re a pro hero. there could be accidents. ~ but that’s three years in the past now and bakugou is slowly moving on from what’s happened. that is until he runs into his mysterious new neighbour and things get complicated again.”

my thoughts: ;-; this one hits different. almost like a million reasons type of different. i dont want to spoil it but godt damn man. there is so much to be uncovered but it really hasnt been updated. (cri) its a beautiful book tho. fingers crossed for when it updates next.

completed: neh :

Up in Smoke. (Soulmate AU) by Grapelimeade (tumblr; @gojirabbit)

au: well,, soulmate

summary: “Bakugou doesn’t want a fucking soulmate.”

my thoughts: may i say…it is such a stark contrast to Million Reasons. it is so fucking captivating i will not shit you. this book, is amazing. im just saying, that midoriya scene tho,, 👀 that kirishima friendship,, 💪🏽 its so good…? got me panting for the next chap (and no not like that weirdos but there is nsfw because when tf do you catch me reading a fic without nsfw…?) but i recommend. mc: million reasons tho me: up in smoke tho-

completed: neh~

Vermilion by Morgana_Ren (tumblr; @morgana-ren)

au: canon

summary: “Tomura Shigaraki had a goal. It started out simple enough. Kill All Might, and watch the society that revered heroes above all else crumble to dust alongside their idol. However, what originally starts off as a chance encounter with a UA student during the battle of USJ sends him reeling down the crooked path of obsession.”

my thoughts: its just…? my shigaraki thirst was sparked from this very story. it good, supplies my shifty hands needs and it suffices the boiling lust in my clit. wish we’d see more cause i love it already and it blends the story line well. love it. 11/10

completed: neh~

words hurt [Bakugo Katsuki x Reader] by QueenExplosionMurder (tumblr; @strawberryandspiceandchocolate)

au: canon

summary: “*more tags to be added* ~ when Bakugo Katsuki friendzones the reader, their friendship takes a nose dive off of the face of the earth and he doesn’t hear from her for a while. that is until she is suddenly thrown back into his life, quite literally actually…”

my thoughts: well you think i can go a post without tagging my president? youre fucking wrong. i have actually posted my own prev of her book which you can find here. i am just astonished at well the mood is (because tb when all i would talk about is mood) because mood is just good. it doesnt seem cliche to me. cant wait until the next update.

completed: neh~

You and Yamada by Jo_Rutherford_Lee (other socials; not listed)

au: varies

summary: “Just a few short Present Mic/Reader PWPs I needed to get out of my head.”

my thoughts:

i love this book. couldnt find the yamada book i was looking for but i would be lying if this doesnt revive my yamada love every once in awhile. (jk i found the book but this one is really cute and a quick read!!)

completed: yis

Singed Rose Petals: (Alpha) Dabi x (Omega) Reader by Smutsy (other socials; not listed)

au: a/b/o

summary: ““The villains were always ugly in books and movies. Necessarily so, it seemed. Because if they were attractive - if their looks matched their charm and their cunning - they wouldn’t only be dangerous. They would be irresistible.” - Nenia Campbell”

my thoughts: ohhhh because you guys thought that i’d go through a post without mentioning dabi? LOL so,, this book has brought many many many happy coochie tingles to me. i would murder to be dabi’s omega. and DAS on baby. never was really interested in a/b/o stuff till i read this. love it so much 11/10.

completed: yis

special mentions:

BNHA Brothel by orphan_account [multiple, unfinished]

Hero Killer’s Charge by VulcanCaptain [stain x reader, unfinished]

Mouth Moods by Koalolive (twitter; renlup) [present mic, unfinished]

and god please dont fucking roast me i had a hawks faze. Birb Office for Birbs by insanityrunsinthe_family

#sorryyyy #i went off but i told you guys to never ask me questions! #okayy #done tho #guys please read them they are so good. #i have all tabs on them every time i switch phones. <3 #bnha blog #bnha #mha #ao3 #archive of our own #also reminded me to #bnha hawks #bnha dabi #bnha present mic #bnha bakugou #bnha midoriya #bnha mitsuki #bnha todoroki #bnha all might #bnha aizawa #bnha iida #bnha tokoyami

[halcyon-writings]

Could you do Vergil x pregnant so, please?

pregnancy woes: vergil x reader ver.

(i guess it’s a version of the first one so part 2 the electric boogaloo???)

a/n: I sure can, but this is also being written @ like 2 nearly 3 in the morning so I hope it’s somewhat coherent when I post this dhskdjs 

warning(s)??: pregnancy (so uh if the concept makes you squeamish pls don’t click the read more), other notes include: the reader being addressed with gender-neutral pronouns but they can still get pregnant.

requests are closed 

You know that one meme of the lady that looks to the other woman and says “What the hell are we going to do now?” Yeah, that’s you and Vergil when you get your pregnancy confirmed lmao.

Whether it is planned or unplanned, there’s just that same bout of panic that arises in Vergil, because no offense, he is not exactly what people would call “father material” and he knows it. He knows that all too well. I can’t say that he particularly wants to be a parent, like yes he’ll still care for and love his kid but like he’s gone through so much in his life and has so much unresolved trauma that killing demons doesn’t quite fix even if he’s killing demons with his brother. He has his own pace of going through things, and yes you both would have conversations about your futures, and whether or not they included children. 

Begrudgingly will go out in the middle of the night if his s/o has any particular cravings. But don’t expect him to not comment on any weird combinations, because he most likely will. Seeing as he isn’t really a person who’s known for their politeness, he will make remarks about it but when it comes to a moody s/o he will hold back a little because he’d rather not be kicked out of the bedroom or also be the cause of your tears (because he is secretly a sap and you both know it). 

Anything or anyone he doesn’t trust is a threat. Your waitress at the diner? A threat. Your neighbors (if you have any)? A threat. Dante, Trish or Lady? Not really threats, but they are on thin ice. You watch on with a fond exasperation on your face. He’s very vigilant and rarely goes on jobs that take him too far for too long during the pregnancy. He doesn’t know if anything will happen and he’d rather not test that theory out any time soon. 

He’s oddly intuned with your needs as well, you want to get up for a glass of water or a snack? Well too late, he’s already in the kitchen preparing you a plate and a glass of whatever nonalcoholic beverage you wanted. You don’t really have to lift a finger for a while. You ask him to jump, he’ll probably send you a glare and then ask how high. 

Although he looks to be very put together, he’s still concerned. Will the baby like him? Will they hate him? His first go at fatherhood wasn’t particularly the best (seeing as he did rip off his son’s arm,,,). He doesn’t want any of his past to reflect on him either. Vergil is unsure of how it’ll bode when he has to tell them of all the things he had done (like the Temen Ni Gru or raising the Qliphoth). 

He does want to be honest with his child that their father had done bad things. But he’s still afraid of how they might respond (even though he doesn’t say a word about it to anyone). Because babies can be perceptive of that kind of thing. 

Vergil’s a little frazzled when the day arrives and the only one who’s really freaking out is him. His s/o is really just chilling and vibing, like “alright let’s get this show on the road” and he doesn’t really know if he should be relieved that they’re so calm. Since, ya know, he isn’t. 

For humor purposes, imagine if he likes grabbed everything and rushed off to wherever they were gonna go, but Vergil actually forgets his s/o sjkgsdjl. He just comes sprinting back and his s/o just sends him a blank stare like “the hell?” and then things are back to their regularly scheduled childbirth. 

Before this though, Vergil ends up getting called by Dante, who as a last resort called his brother, because once again there are demons running amok around the city. So with a gentle push, Vergil is sent on the way. With your constant reassurances that yes you’ll be fine. Especially since nothing else seemed to really happen so you all took that as a sign that things would be alright. 

But then his blood and previous actions, of course, had to bite him in the butt. He drops everything to rushes back to your side, almost going berserk along the way. When he sees you’re actually okay, he almost kind of falls down in just a tiny bit of shock, before you once again have to assure him several times that you’re fine. Vergil is still not completely convinced but he lets it go for now because he just wants to go home since everyone is looking at you two. 

Although when the baby is finally born, he shows no outward reaction around everyone else, being teased for his nonattentive-ness, this is much different when it’s just the three of you alone. He’s a lot more expressive when he knows that he is in comfortable privacy. Still Vergil is quite vigilant especially when it comes to yours and the baby’s safety.

#devil may cry headcanons #devil may cry imagines #devil may cry imagine #dmc imagines #dmc imagine #dmc x reader #dmc headcanons #vergil x reader #vergil imagine

[kireihan]

mc headcanons: jobs in devildom

Bernadette 

works at The Mausoleum

her shifts are every saturday afternoon and sunday is a full day

loves to walk through the halls and read the lore and information during quiet hours

at first was really scared, but all the demons working there are nice old demon men and ladies and they bring her treats sometimes and help her study during breaks

said demon grandpas and grandmas will throw hands if someone tries to attack bern

Horizon

works at Akuzon Delivery Center

her shifts are in the morning on the weekends 

she’s already one of the most physically strong of them, so moving boxes and shit doesn’t faze her

free workout lmao, surprised the demons working there at how strong she is

always hits the gym or the place she visits for parkour afterwards because she’s already fired up why not? has a few co worker friends who tag along too

Julia

works at hocus pocus. of course she works at hocus pocus

shifts are wednesday afternoons and thursday evenings, but often takes extra shifts to avoid bullshit at home

likes working at hocus pocus bc it helps her identify more ingredients

knows the store like the back of her hand, plus with reading auras it’s pretty helpful to know whether or whether not it’s out of stock or the person is just shit at searching

makes custom spells for people, and they can be quite terrifying and this is where she builds her skillset. basically a freelance spell writer 

Lia

works at The Fall

her shifts are tuesday and saturday nights

still not fast at running but her legs are stronger from the pole dancing

has a lot of patrons and getting that coin because she’s human and is a treat to look at when she’s walking around serving shit

lucifer showed up once and threw money at her with a smug grin when she was at the pole and lia is struggling to stay professional and frankly so was lucifer

Reese

works at Hell’s Kitchen

shifts are fridays during rush hour and mondays in the afternoon

has beel’s usual order memorized hgjfdkl

gets bullied by unhappy demon karens and sometimes he comes home ready to cry because customers can be brutal but somehow always gets employee of the week because of his seemingly endless patience

has probably burned himself at the grill once or twice oops

Sen

works at Ristorante Six

shifts are thursday and friday evenings

applied for a waitress yet is somehow now a line cook?? takes the job surprisingly well and kitchen’s can be fucking brutal

when she got really big on her food blog, they were like “oh you know the food blog sensensense? she looks a lot like you” “that is me” “whAT”

honestly working there is how she started getting into devildom food culture and has figured out how to make human-consumable foods using devildom ingredients

Usako

works at Majolish

shifts are wednesday afternoons and sunday mornings

probably makes those “shenanigans at work” tiktoks with her new coworker friends

while helping demons find new outfits and organizing shelves, usako partakes in a lot of gossip. like a lot of gossip. knows so much news within the devildom version of highschool kids aaaaa and all the devilgram tea etc

has a group of succubus girlfriends and once met an incubus that she had a short fling with for a while oop

Yen

works at the Royal Library

shifts are afterschool on tuesdays, thursdays and saturday mornings

tends to just stick around after her shift to study and do her homework, has gotten friendly with a study group and helps them with human studies

was caught many times reading books from the return shelf instead of putting them back on the shelves phgjkdfshl

helps out with the children and is the one who reads to them during the storytimes. known as “big sister yen” by the toddler children who come around for storytime

#Obey me #MC #Headcanon #Fluff #Ask