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Yandere Brother Pt 3
Tw: suffocating unbearable love, violence, general yandere, female reader shenanigans, infantilization, and of course incest. also christmas
minors and ageless blogs dni please <3
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plotholes and emglish errors everywhere and i could not be bothered :100emoji: please dont point it out thanks xoxo
Caught the Covid fuk now i cant leave my bed im so damn sick and pukey all the time, i dont fuckin know where my roommate is but at least they're not here to get infected, feeling like a busted up rustbucket rn
So this was originally written last year, couldnt find what else to write but this christmas time is perfect, so like dont mind the shoehorning of Christmas somewhere in this fic
You're having your summer break and you plan to pick up on a new hobby. Crocheting, perhaps.
Fuck, your brother picked up your search history from his spyware. Now you're left to deal with $1000 worth of wonderful quality crocheting materials and your big brother being your personal crocheting mentor.
This is where it gets frustrating. Yes, if you have the resources, you would enjoy your hobbies more. But, just like... What if you didn't like crocheting in the end? You're stuck with all these.
It happens to every single potential hobby. Stamp collecting? Your big brother will bid to the death for an extremely rare stamp from the 1900. You're not even fucking collecting the stamps, the stamp book already comes arranged with all the stamps ever produced. A collection that would only give a hardcore stamp collector an instant orgasm upon sniffing it.
Nail art? Where the hell should you keep all the acrylic powders, fake nails, drills and drill bits? Not to mention the dizzying numbers of nail polishes, nail brushes, nail stickers and cuticle sticks. Of course, your big brother is going to hire a professional nail artist to make sure you're practicing your hobby safely while he's learning how to do it himself, so he could replace your mentor too. He would become so skilled that he could qualify to open up a 5 star nail salon. But he's not interested unless you are.
Painting? you absolutely do NOT need all of those tubes of paint. The difference in shades for some of them are so small that you mistook it for the same colour. You would have a headache choosing the right type of paper, right type of primer and right type of fixative to use.
Are you having troubles on painting? Let big brother teach you. You would sit on his lap as he guide your hands across the canvas. Don't you think his warm hand enveloping yours feel nice? Doesn't his free hand feels nice sensually rubbing your thigh? Don't you just feel protected in his hold?
Makeup? Same situation with your nail hobby. You're essentially being babied by him and experienced celebrity makeup artists, you would drown in a mountain of eyeshadow palettes, primers, setting sprays, skin care products, anything and everything related to makeup.
Every instrument ever? Big brother would insist lovingly providing all the music lessons you need. He is a musical prodigy after all. If it's something ridiculously obscure like a Glass Armonica or the Theremin, big brother would master it in a couple of weeks, earn a fucking pHD in it and THEN teach you. No instrument is too expensive or hard for him. Your big brother is crossing his fingers HARD for you to have this hobby.
Chess? Oh, he is also a prodigy in it. He could teach you. Your chess pieces would be custom made to your liking, by the way. It would be the perfect density, perfect size, perfect texture for you. He knows what you like and you hate that.
Sports? Take a look at his "achievement room". It's filled to the brim with golden medals and trophies of every sport competition ever. He's not leaving you alone for this one.
Pottery? Welcome to your very own personal pottery studio, furnished with all types of drying racks, ovens, kilns, turntables and equipments you have never heard of. Big brother is always there to supervise you, making sure there won't be any accidents.
Cooking and baking? You get to have an industrial sized kitchen all for yourself. Everything is decorated such that it looks like you would be on television, starring in a cooking show. You don't need to clean anything, or prep anything, or actually do anything, really. There's a team of professional chefs and assistants to do everything for you. They're paid to cheer and clap and celebrate when you pour cake batter into a pan.
Gardening? Well, there's a massive plot of fertile land for you to garden to your heart's content at the house he bought as your 18th birthday gift. If you want a big project, it will be done overnight. You wouldn't hear the gigantic machineries and vehicles tumbling about due to the soundproof walls he installed. No one would be able to hear you both either, doing god-knows-what inside.
Video games? Your big brother personally do not encourage you to pursue this. But... Nonetheless, he would spoil you rotten with all the latest gaming consoles, limited edition merchandises, pre release copies of your favorite game franchises and whatever your gamer heart desires. All at a hefty price of... Daily cuddles and kisses. And you also have to move in with him. And he gets to decide what game you're playing, if he deems it a "bad influence"? It is not staying in his house.
You rather not.
Nothing is fun because the fun parts are already done for you. You don't get to experience the highs and lows of picking up a hobby, you don't get to explore and experiment. You're literally cursed with luxury.
So imagine your boredom, stress and paranoia during summer break. All your friends are spies for your brother, your hobbies aren't even "yours", leaving your house would inevitably lead you to your brother and all digital footprints are heavily scrutinized by him too. No privacy, no autonomy, all monotony.
You juggled three smartphones at once. Throwing one up in the air, catching the other one with your dominant hand, throwing the last to your other hand. Who gives a damn if one, or all of them breaks? It's riddled with spyware and your big brother would buy you every time a new model is released anyways. Which is... A new phone, a month?
You stopped caring where he gets the money. Obviously he has an assload and can afford to wipe his ass with thousand dollar bills regularly.
It's summer break. One last resort to try and spend your time like a regular ol teenager is taking up a part time summer job. There is a wide variety of jobs to choose from with your qualification. Granted, it's minimum wage and mostly customer service.
If you work as a barista, the cafe or juice bar you'll be working at will LOVE the crap out of you.
Your older brother will visit daily and increase their sales tenfold. Of course, he would pick the drinks that you like doing. It's okay if you fucked up, its only your beloved big brother's order, you can add as much sugar, salt, pepper, cyanide as you want. He will never yell at you, never tell you that you made anything wrong or never even die.
The management will suddenly see a surge in daily customer count. Thanks to big brother's networking. And like him, they also will accept anything you make with no complaint... As per his instructions. You could go full on ridiculous and give them a cup of ice drizzled with strawberry scented dish soap and call it Tutti Frutti, they would still pay for it and take it with them. Though, you're not sure if they ever consumed anything from you.
Without fail, your brother would visit you during every break and hand you your meal along with a kiss on the forehead or the cheek. He would bring you out to eat but you would refuse everytime. You also didn't want his company, which made him pout and whine without fail. But it's nice that he would actually back off after the sixth "no".
However, you know that fucker is watching you from a hidden camera somewhere in the nooks and crannies of whatever breakroom you're resting in.
He would engulf you in a big hug when you get off work, telling you how proud he is of you for getting through another workday like a champ. Praising you for all the hard work and excellent performance, making sure to soothe and comfort you if you happen to come across a rude customer earlier in the day.
You try not to think too much about their fate.
You will be fed, bathed and loved after every shift.
Hell, he would even build up a company from scratch just to hire you. Any position you want, barista, manager, cashier, back office work, janitor- you name it, you get the "job" and get paid a pretty penny. All your other coworkers and customers are probably paid actors and actresses to simulate a "real life working experience" safely. He controls it all, making sure you have just the right amount of drama, the right amount of diplomacy and the right amount of gossiping. You're rarely pushed out of your comfort zone, though. Big brother always has your safety and best interests at heart.
Of course, he will never tell you all of this, to keep the immersion going. You're going to feel sad that you're not exactly experiencing reality. But a bastardization of it. Might as well star in a trashy reality TV show instead, at least, it's much more authentic than whatever your big brother has going on for you.
He doesn't need to even tell you though. You would pick it up easily and quickly especially if you already watched the Truman Show. Don't tell him you did, god help you if he ever gets an inkling that you knew about the existence of the Truman Show. He deemed that movie as demonic propaganda and he needs to lecture some sense into you. If you want out, just say that you're 'bored' and want to do something else. Your big brother will gladly drop everything and do anything in his power to help you "achieve" what you want.
But for the sake of "plot" in this latest installment, you agreed to work in a quaint little bubble tea stall. Where you're the only employee, making drinks for whoever is ordering in front of the shop's decorated window.
Of course, your big brother miraculously happens to work in a nearby skyscraper as one does. It's not that you didn't do your research, you were a hundred percent certain he didn't work in that building, because that fucker never goes to work... At least, physically. Perhaps he does his job, whatever that may be, through online means.
You were planning to use your bicycle to get there that you got yourself with "your" money. He never bought you a car or a bike or anything that would get you around, he saw it as something unnecessary. Why would you need it when big brother is available 24/7 to bring you anywhere?
Actually, you could have gotten yourself a car with the allowance he gives you every day for being cute and adorable, and being patient with his incessant kisses and hugs and cuddles and love and touches and his fucking insanity in general.
But you know that he's going to kick up a massive fuss about driving alone. It was hell to even get your license with him actively trying to sabotage you at every exam- which includes him stooping so low to bribe the examiner to fail you. However, you persevered, and you got that stupid license. All the while, he was lamenting about how you're going to leave him all alone, how you don't need big brother anymore, how society pressured you to grow up too fast and recklessly drive off wherever.
You knew better than to fall for that. Or even entertain it either. Eventually, he gave up trying to guilt trip you into crying, apologizing to him and sobbing in his arms, promising that you won't leave him.
It's not like he DIDN'T kick up a fuss when you said you're using a bicycle either. He began freaking out about your safety, fearing that you might get run over.
Well. You admitted defeat. He's driving you to fucking work and back. It's not worth it to fight this battle.
So you began working in the stall. You had someone train you for your first 2 weeks. Then you were on your own.
The owner, who is also the person who showed you the ropes around there, said business isn't good, but it isn't bad either. So you didn't need to worry about rush hour where hoards of thirsty, sleep deprived office workers trample over each other to get their daily boba fix. It's pretty peaceful working there.
But what you do need to worry about, is your fucking big brother.
He would come and buy a drink, whichever you like to make. It can be the most expensive one, or the cheapest one, the most elaborate one or the simplest one. It's up to you, he will pay for it and happily drink what you made.
You could make him pay for the most expensive drink there is but serve him a cup of lukewarm water, and he would still drink it with glee and fork over his money, telling you to keep the change (which is usually a hundred bucks extra).
Let's say you want to be decent and make him drink that you know he would actually like. Which is anything that tastes generally fruity. And insist that you like making it even though it actually sucks.
He knows. He can tell that you're specially making his favourite drink. And that makes him happy and more obsessed with you if that's even possible at this point.
He would leave a massive tip and a kiss on your forehead.
Although your brother is fucking gross and weird like that, you still love him. Probably a bad idea but you're working so hard, trying your best to earn money honestly just to get him a Christmas gift.
Despite the restraining order between your parents and him, your brother is still invited back home each year to be jolly together. Preparations start a few days before Christmas, where you would see an unusual sight.
All of your immediate family members in the same room, or at least in the same house together without fighting to the death. Your dad's bones are intact, your mom didn't have her insecurities jabbed on for once. They're not exactly on speaking terms, per se.
You woke up one morning to see an... appropriate sized tree for your parent's house, erected in the middle of the living room. Adorned with beautiful ornaments and... are those pictures of you on the ornaments?
Wrapped presents were patiently sitting under the tree. There was a small box with your father's name on its tag, another small one with your mother's name on it. A decent sized box was addressed to your brother, must be a combined present from your parents.
Your shoulders sagged in defeat when you saw your presents took up the perimeter of the tree and even conquered the couch, the back of the couch and under the coffee table. You lost count after gift box #27.
Since everyone is in the kitchen, you quickly place the presents you got for your parents... and your brother.
You panned to the fireplace. Your Christmas stocking is filled so much to the brim that your brother must have added 5 more next to your original one. Your parents' and your brother's stockings are relatively empty. You stuffed them with candies and nuts to make them look less embarrassing.
You straightened your back, that should do it. Your ears perked up when you heard some clamoring in the kitchen. It must be your brother.
You let out a surprised yelp when you're yanked back by a pair of arms that snuck around your waist. "Merry Christmas, my little wittle precious baby!" You squeezed your eyes shut and scrunched your face as he attacked you with a barrage of kisses.
He giggled and squealed as he held you in his arms and twirled you around in glee. You let out a scream of horror as your feet dangle off the ground. He does this every Christmas morning when you were a child to wake you up further and get you excited for the holiday. But you're not a kid anymore, and this is horrifying.
Finally, he stopped and put you down. Your hair is frazzled and the world around you is gyrating. He squeezed you in another hug and gently rocked you side to side.
He immediately unlatched when you said you're hungry. Your big brother gleefully lead you to the dining table, where he fixes up a napkin around your neck like a bib. You asked him why is he tying a ribbon on your hair, he said that you are his Christmas present and he is spoiling himself this year.
Before you could respond, he gave you a brief peck on the head before frolicking away into the kitchen.
Your parents came out of the kitchen, greeting you. They're holding a tray full of steaming hot breakfast foods, no doubt your brother forced them to make it for you. Every Christmas generated a metric ton of leftovers. It's because your brother wanted you to try all of the foods from all over the world. But don't worry though, the leftovers could be so intact that it was given out to neighbors and friends and extended families. Some didn't even need to cook after that, the sheer amount of leftovers was enough to fuel ten more Christmas gatherings.
Croissants, quiches, various types of bread, eggs, ham, bacon even panettone made from scratch. Looking at the spread in front of you is dizzying, your big brother sets down the last plate right between your hands. It's a breakfast plate your brother customized to fit your usual preference, everything is shaped into a heart. He patted your head as he took a seat next to you.
Everyone ate in silence. Everyone was focusing on their own meal except... your brother. Who else would rather stare at you adoringly instead?
He asked if you wanted to go make snowmen outside. Not without proper winter protection, that is. You shrugged, it's not like you could escape your family anyway. Your friends are all busy with their own families, and you don't even have friends. Everything is closed and if you lock yourself in your room, your brother will just pick the fucking lock and force his way in.
Your parents tried making small talk, this earned a feral glare from your brother because it interrupted the connection between the both of you. They paid him no mind and began asking about your life. You tiredly replied to their questions and asked some back yourself, to try to find any sense of normalcy. Your brother would be disengaged with the words coming out of your parents mouth, but highly interested in what you had to say.
The rest of the morning went by uneventfully. You offered to help clear the table and do the dishes. Your brother just 'aww'd at you and gave you an appreciative kiss on your forehead. That wasn't an explicit yes, he appreciated the gesture, but he wouldn't allow you to dirty your hands doing chores.
He told you to wait for him to clean up. In the mean time, he gave you permission to open some of the gifts he got you. Frankly, you don't even want to deal with it at all, it's just too much crap. You decided to go through the stockings instead and grab some snacks for yourself.
As expected, he filled it with the most expensive treats and the freshest oranges. These types of foods are usually served in a formal setting, like eating gold crusted caviar at a 10 star restaurant, all dressed up in fancy clothes. But he just... shoved it in a Christmas stocking as if they're mundane chocolates.
Whatever, you shoved some into your pockets.
You turned around to see your brother smiling lovingly at you. He wrapped a puffer jacket around you, his scarf with his cologne on it, a pair of thick mittens on your hands , a winter hat snuggly fitted to your head, and a pair of thick pants he made you wear in front of him.
He picked one of your numerous christmas presents and handed it to you. He clasped his hands together expectedly as he watches you.
Your brother urged you to open it, go wild. Rip the wrapping to shreds. You felt so bad seeing how well wrapped it is and the quality of the wrapping paper is... indescribably good. It doesn't even feel like paper, it feels like silk.
So your carefully dismantled it, trying not to tear anything. You look up to see that your brother is pointing his camera at you, capturing this very precious moment. He encouraged you to go on.
You managed to remove the packaging and revealed a box of expensive winter boots. These are high quality and you would have been the source of envy even though most of your "friends" are also from wealthy families. Not everyone gets to have these.
You appreciate it but... You already had a pair of winter boots, the ones from last year, and the year before that. And the year before that, and a week ago where your brother is freaking out about you potentially having frostbite on your toes.
"It's the latest model! It was released as a part of a Christmas special, it will keep you warm and protect your feet too. It was selling out fast, I'm so glad I managed to get a pair for you, I can't have my sweetiepie sad on Christmas day!" Gushed your brother. You slipped them on.
You can't tell the difference between the one you had last year and the one on your feet now. Maybe some minor difference in it's stylistic design but... they're equally as comfortable.
You thanked your brother and finally gave him what he actually wanted from all this: a hug. He put away his phone and returned the embrace, sinking so deep into your jacket that neither of you can move without stumbling. You know he expected you to show gratitude for all his gifts through his main love language; touch.
It is exhausting.
After that, he brought you out to his private plot of land which he made into a park, complete with swingsets, monkey bars and slides. But these aren't for the public, it's for you. All the equipment are well maintained and look brand new even though you know it's been there for years.
He's not fond of throwing snowballs because it could hurt you. But he allows you to throw as much as you want at him. Even after the stunt you pulled last year.
You packed snow around a rock and hurled at him with all your might, it went straight to his head and his right eye was busted for months. Your brother didn't see that as something wrong, though. Even if you tried to apologize, he said that it was an accident and it was alright, he still loves you dearly and you did 'nothing wrong'. The first thing he did after recovering from his injuries at the hospital is to take you out for hot chocolate and then give you a backrub back home because winter could make your muscles stiff; and hence you must feel strained and sore.
He was still mildly bleeding from his gauze at the time, it was covering at least 70% of his upper head. Your brother was clueless when you asked if he needs any painkiller for his recent injury. He claimed to not feel the pain, but his wincing tells you otherwise. He rewarded you for your concern nonetheless with hugs and kisses and another massage.
You laid yourself on the snowy ground and started making snow angels. Your brother had his camera out and began capturing every moment he has with you.
You felt uncomfortable. And the cold is nipping at your bones even though you're thoroughly insulated by the sophisticated winter gear your brother made you wear. You're ready to go home now.
It shocked your brother and made him a bit desperate. He stammered and stumbled over his words, asking you if you wanted to play on the swing, build a snow man, play on the slides, the merry go around and... throw snowballs at him. Are you cold? He was in the middle of removing his own jacket to layer it onto you, but you stopped him.
You said you're tired. You don't find this fun and you're too old for this.
Maybe you're thirsty? He packed a flask filed with steaming hot chocolate for you- no? You're not thirsty or hungry? Maybe you wanted to use the bathroom-- no? You don't have to go?
He tried listing out all the possible reasons you wanted to go home and all its' solutions. Desperately wanting you to stop growing up so fast.
You got sick and tired of this, you yelled at him at the top of your lungs that you wanted to go home. You then stormed away towards the car, leaving your brother to stand there in silence, his camera capturing your explosive outburst.
Your brother saw you slamming the door angrily as you got in.
He sighed, gulping and hovering his finger over the delete button. But he ultimately decided against erasing the footage, it's still a video of you after all. Your brother assured that he's coming to the car, he wipes a stray tear away as he heads to his vehicle.
The both of you stayed silent as he drove you home.
Once you arrived, you bolted out of the car and ran back in. Locking yourself in the bedroom and barricading the door with random furniture. Hugging your knees close to your chest as you pray that your brother does not go after you by climbing into your windows.
And... he didn't. He left you alone for once. For a few hours too. It gave you the much needed relief, you felt like you could breathe now.
You're starting to feel a bit hungry. And you're hungry enough to be willing to face your older brother. So you began unbarricading, placing your dressers to it's original place.
You carefully unlocked the door, fully expecting him to be waiting outside for you. To your surprise, no one was in the hallway. You could hear some noises downstairs, in the kitchen.
You cautiously went down, the tree is still intact. Nothing is broken and there doesn't seem to be signs of a fight. You released a breath that you didn't know that you were holding, happy to know that you don't need to spend another Christmas at the hospital visiting your badly battered parents.
You whipped your head to the sound of your brother calling your name softly. He's holding a baking tray and a bowl, you can't tell what is in there because he's too tall. He smiled at you as he set it down on the dining table. The tray contained freshly baked parts of a gingerbread house and the bowl contained vanilla frosting.
You scanned the rest of the table. There are numerous small glass bowls containing different types of candy and snacks; from pretzel sticks to colourful chocolate rocks, to real gold leaves. Piping bags with metal tips are present too next to a box of plastic gloves.
Your brother pulled your chair out and invited you to sit there. You did, and he called you a good girl. His good girl. As you put on a pair of plastic gloves, he kissed you on the temple.
You asked where your parents are. He said that they're preparing the food for dinner, which includes ham and a roast turkey. And 15 other dishes.
You quizzed on, asking if there will be more people coming in. He shook his head: no. It's only the four of you. In the meantime, you should enjoy yourself building this gingerbread house. He puts on his own pair of plastic gloves too and began filling the piping bag with icing.
The two of you worked in peace, you opting to decorate the house while he pipes the details on the gingerbread men.
There is only two, a large one and a smaller one. You can guess which represents who.
You noticed the odd choice of attaching the small one to the large one's torso. With strategic use of the candies and frosting, he made it look like the larger gingerbread man is carrying the smaller one on its hip. He piped your defining features onto the baby gingerbread, and piped his features on the larger one.
He noticed you staring, your brother asked if you had a hard time connecting the pieces with frosting and if you needed his help. You said no, you just need a spatula from the kitchen. He tried to get up from his seat, but you pushed him back down, saying that you can get it yourself. He pouted, telling you to be careful and not touch the knives or stoves. Your brother went back to obsessing over the details on his gingerbread men.
You went inside the kitchen and greeted your parents who are busy cooking. You go through the drawers to find a silicone spatula and decided to help pick up some stray food scraps on the floor, throwing them into the bin. But as soon as you step on the pedal and have the lid swing open, you saw two crushed, but perfectly edible, gingerbread men in the garbage bin.
You returned to the dining table to see that your big brother is proudly presenting his work. He said this represents you and him... as if you already haven't figured it out. He said he dreams of having you live with him in a perfect fantasy house, fantasy world where you never have to grow up. And he will always be there by your side, taking care of you till the end of time. You will be pampered and spoiled rotten, you don't have to do anything, you don't have to lift a finger. Your big brother will do everything for you. He would even breathe for you if he could.
You nodded in acknowledgement, too tired to engage with him. You sat back down, continued with the gingerbread house. You failed to notice the flicker of sadness in his eyes, your brother felt so neglected and unwanted these few years. He wished that you were a kid again so the both of you could play together and be happy. The more he tries to win your favour, the more distant you get from him. He is endlessly chasing and you are running non-stop.
The rest of the afternoon went by uneventfully, other than the fact that your big brother rests his head on your shoulder the whole time.
Now, it's time for dinner. You tried helping them bring out the dishes, your brother praised you for being a darling as usual. He lets you have the first bite of the turkey, tearing a small inconspicuous piece of flesh from the bird and hand feeding it to you. It's still warm, juicy and delicious. Maybe it's the feeling of being special that makes it even tastier.
You chew as you brought out the casserole, setting it down on the table.
You looked at the spread. It looks like a buffet at a high end hotel. So many varieties and extremely nutritious.
Your brother fixed your napkin bib for you again and took food for you. Slumping in your seat, you were thinking of protesting but you knew it's easier to just wait for him to carve the best parts of the turkey for you and let the food pile up neatly on your plate first. He returned it to you, all your favourite dishes are on it within sensible portions. But these are still a lot of food for a person.
He didn't care about praying. Your brother wanted you to eat as soon as possible because you must be hungry. And it is absolute sacrilege to let you go hungry.
You insisted that you join your parents in saying grace and you're not that hungry. Your brother looks uncomfortable, still believing in his sick mind that you're starving to the point of emaciation. But since you are adamant in doing such 'pointless' things In his mind, he agrees, only if he leads it.
Everyone bowed their head down and held each others' hands.
Your brother said the shortest, most insincere, laziest grace ever. Once he fulfilled your requirement, he urged you to eat.
You're upset, you felt really angry and you thought he was mocking you instead. So you opted to eat alone in your room, you made it clear that you didn't want anyone in. Especially not your big brother.
He cried out a desperate plea to get you to stay with him. You ignored him and took a couple more of your favourite finger foods. Predicting a fight between your brother and your parents.
You wrenched your arm away from his powerful grip and fled the scene, hurrying up the flight of stairs. Only slowing down when you're out of sight.
As you thought, sounds of verbal fighting started resonating throughout the house. You heard your brother screaming his head off at your parents for being bad influences and poisoning you to hate him. Your parents defended themselves and this only fuelled the fire. You didn't want to be around when your brother started hurling chairs, so you slammed the door as hard as you could. The sudden loud noise did stop the commotion downstairs briefly. But it continued soon after.
You ate alone, in your barricaded room. Wishing that you're born into a 'normal' family, with 'normal' trauma. To a lot of people, you are complaining about a blessing. But you are always feeling alone, the only person facing a problem which everyone sees as a solution.
You scraped the last bits of food with your spoon. Waiting for the sounds of the ambulance or at least for the fighting to quiet down.
You looked at the clock. It's 1 AM. It's been relatively quiet for a while now, they should be finishing up their fight or cleaning up. Time for you to return your plate.
You grunted as you pushed the furniture away from your door which felt like the umpteenth time. You left your room and head downstairs.
Hearing soft sobs from one person, your brother. He's sitting in front of the tree, hugging the present you left for him earlier. The presents addressed to your parents are both missing, presumably being taken back to their room. A blanket is loosely draped around his shoulders.
You took slow steps, unsure if you should comfort him or not. But before you can even decide to chicken out, he spotted you. However, to your surprise, he didn't approach you or tell you to come forward. He gave you a soft assuring smile, before returning his attention to the tree.
You set your plate aside and went by his side. Your brother watched you with puffy eyes full of love, yet it tells you that he has been irreparably hurt by something... or an accumulation of things.
"Thank you..." He whispered, refering to the gift you gave him. It isn't something particularly valuable to you. It's a picture of the entire family in a photo frame. Your brother is going to cherish it, because it is a gift from the person he loves most in the world. But deep down, he secretly wishes that it was a photo of you and him alone.
He still looks extremely upset and distraught. Almost like he is at the brink of a breakdown. Your brother usually verbalizes what he wanted, but he couldn't this time.
You wonder what your parents got for him. You peeked over his shoulder to see that an unopened box containing a plain T-shirt and a pair of socks is carelessly discarded to the corner of the room.
Then, it clicked. Just like you, he felt alone. Maybe you will never understand why he holds you so dear in his heart. Just like how no one will understand him either, his struggles are unique to him with no one to relate.
He destroyed the relationship between himself and your parents. His friends are all superficial. You're grown up and constantly rejecting his love.
Not a single one of you paid attention to him. Yes, it is hard to think of a present for someone who has everything. But they could have put in a bit more effort, the colour of the shirt and socks aren't even in his favourite colour or in the correct size. You could have removed your parents from the photo, your brother will never remove it himself. Because that would mean defacing your gift for him.
And growing up, your parents never saw him as... a person. As someone with feelings and a personality. They only saw his value as a trophy piece to show off to their friends and family. Same goes to his friends now, if it wasn't for his skills and possessions, he would be nothing to anyone.
He had to beg to be loved. Even that isn't reliable, he could give it his all and everyone around him will expect more. Your brother could never dream of being the receiving end of his own affection. It seems like an impossibility to him.
Perhaps he is doing all of these despite getting nothing but disgust and disdain from you is all to protect your innocence, to not put you through what he had to face. It's just that he went about it the wrong way. Or maybe he is just... wrong in the head. Or maybe he was hoping by loving you so much, you would give him the intense type of love he was yearning for his entire life.
Either way, he is alone.
The both of you are now seated in front of the fireplace. You didn't want to open presents, your brother is okay with that. He did not nag you to do it for once. Snuggling closer, the both of you shared a blanket. He still looks unhappy and crestfallen.
You remember you still had the ribbon bow on your head.
He hovered his arms around you as you squirm in his grip. You managed to crawl into his lap and rest your head on his chest. He lets out a chuckle and some sniffles, clamping his arms back down around you.
You reminded him of one last gift. Your brother is confused until he saw your ribbon.
From that moment on, he burst into tears of joy. He found you so unbearably adorable, so unbearably cute that his heart couldn't take it. An excited squeak escaped his lips as he held you even tighter. Peppering kisses all over your face, neck and head.
He started blabbering in baby talk, calling you every pet name and listing out everything he loved about his 'gift'. Repeating that this is the best gift he ever received and this is all he ever wanted. You are all he ever wanted. Praising that you remembered what he loves.
You hope that he could feel a little less lonely tonight. You can't peer into his head and know exactly what is going on inside. But you knew, he was happy.
Your breathing calmed him down and he closed his eyes, nuzzling against your neck. The collar of your shirt wet from his tears and your arms are secure around him. Your brother mumbled "I love you." as he adjusted you on his lap. Pressing your form against his, enjoying the heat that the both of you shared. Wishing that this moment will never end and you will never part from him.
You realized another thing too as he strokes your hair.
Your older brother is the only person in the world who harbors true, undying, unconditional love for you.
Even though he has his flaws, there will be no one else like him. Ever.
So you closed your eyes and melt into him. Just like before, you felt safe.
The both of you fell alseep in front of the hearth, surrounded by gifts, mostly unopened ones. Snowflakes floating down from the skies and landing delicately at the edge of the roof. Feeling unburdened and content in the living room.
Merry Christmas.
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hyunsvngs · 4 months
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I’m not one to gatekeep so I thought I would share this with everyone if you’re comfortable
If anyone likes audio porn where the star talks like they are interacting with the reader, I have two good ones.
ASMR DADDY can be found on the hub. And he’s Australian 💦 most of his content is pretty tame just very dom/sub
Then there’s YSF Audios. He’s also on the hub, but he also has a website and app where you can have access to 100s of audios for like $6 a month. With him though I can’t stress enough that you read all the tags before listening. He makes a lot of violent nc content, so if that is a trigger for you, definitely skip those audios. He has plenty of softer content as well. Like I said just read the tags.
Honestly audio porn is very calming for me, so while yes I use it for some fun time, I actually listen to it most while I’m crocheting to pass the time faster.
Have fun besties
-🥃 anon
I LOOOOVE AUDIO PORN!!!
i really suggest going on the reddit forums too - the GWA (gone wild audios) ones. my personal fave is augustinthewinter 🩷🩷 he is so yammy
i alsooo like whisperboyy he did a kinda toxic yammy fucked up audio here i always recommend it but IT ISSSSS very mean as a warning 🩷
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Hii!! can I request oikawa having “the great-queen of seijoh” as his girlfriend? I’ll explain: so basically oikawa is the great-king of seijoh right? He has lots of fangirls and is in class 6 AND is the captain and star setter of the volleyball team. What if his girlfriend is just as popular and constantly gets love letters and bouquets from others, and she’s really sweet and pretty so, others view her as the ideal woman and student, and nickname her as the great-queen; and what if she is the manager of the volleyball team?
THE QUEEN OF SEIJOH
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no warnings | yes u can absolutely req that. i did write it in 3rd person rather than 2nd,, i hope that's ok/what u wanted! 👩🏻‍💻👩🏻‍💻
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never in these people's lives will they ever again see such a power couple. when they started dating it was fate. at least that's what people said in the halls while the couple walked past holding hands
a lot of oikawa's fangirls can't even be mad because,, she doesn't give them a reason to. she's so so nice to all of them and understands why they'd like him because well,, so does she LOL
^ plus the few times they tried starting trouble with her, oikawa and her fans were basically ready to fight, and that's not a war you want to fight
oikawa and his girlfriend's fan clubs teaming up. not even just for events and stuff, but if anyone tries to mess with their relationship?? they're about to face the wrath of dozens of fans because What's Wrong With You
most people are smart/respectful enough to not confess to either of them but sometimes,, you know how things go. one time someone tried personally handing oikawa's girlfriend a love letter while she was waiting for him outside, and the look on oikawa's face when he saw. woah. get that guy out of there
like of course they'll be rejected. whether that rejection is gentle or not depends on how respectful the confession was. don't bring up that one girl who said she'd be a better girlfriend to this couple unless you want oikawa to start ranting and ruining his image
oikawa's annoying btw (said so lovingly). he will Literally buy bigger bouquets, more food, make better, personalized gifts, etc. after witnessing his girlfriend's gift pile.
where do you think she got that sweater that has his initials on one sleeve and hers on the other, little hearts beneath? or that crochet flower bouquet with her favourite flowers/colours? or that unfolding love letter he wrote over the span of like 4 days? or those joke matching shirts that say "her king" and "his queen"? or
oh volleyball practice...oikawa pouts and whines, "can't i get some special treatment as your boyfriend?" which is easily met with a smile and "nope. i'll even make you do extra if you ask."
does the entire team react ranging from a snicker to a cackle? yes of course. but fair is fair and tooru does get back to practice
he'll regularly tease her but as soon as he gets the opportunity to? oikawa will tell the team to make her life easier and to Work Hard! you don't want to disappoint seijoh's queen would you? and everyone just looks at him. like be so serious rn
of course she and the team get along and bond over this dynamic. they love her!! both because she can give them ammo against their captain, and because she's genuinely super sweet and makes sure they're taking care of themselves.
GAH...just imagining oikawa telling her notes about the team so she can work it into her own plans and stuff (and vice versa .) it means a lot to them that she's working hard to help everyone be their best but also? these two strategizing is Scary. you have to just listen in awe at the plans they come up with
it must be said that she holds her role as manager over oikawa when he's over-working. she'll start cleaning up and pull him away, saying that he's important to the team and as the manager, it's her responsibility to make sure he's well-rested. oikawa asks "and as my girlfriend?" (fully knowing her answer.) she sighs before pushing his hair back or squeezing his cheek. "i still want the same thing, tooru."
somebody help everyone who doesn't know these two are dating at games. if they don't know about seijoh's royalty when they get there, they're About To. is it a normal thing for the manager to also have fans and signs in the crowd ?
also as if it isn't already obvious they're dating, oikawa offers his jacket for her to wear while they warm up and also,, maybe,, loudly asks "isn't my girlfriend the best manager ever?" bro could not be more conspicuous
y'know how everyone acts with kiyoko? yeah. imagine that except instead of noya and tanaka it's fucking,, oikawa tooru + the rest of aoba johsai's volleyball team appearing. woah. i'd piss myself
the teams may have problems with oikawa, but his girlfriend? whenever he's being smug or whatever else, she comes over and pulls him back while apologizing. there's something funny about oikawa pouting and whining when he's so renowned
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wizardfrog69 · 1 year
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'•.¸♡dating headcannons♡¸.•'
Ranpo x gn!reader x Poe
Fluff
Masterlist
Enjoy!
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Starting a relationship with them did give you all a bit of trouble (because the guild and stuff yk) but you've managed to get around it nonetheless.
Ranpo loves to cuddle 24/7 and he's latched onto one of you whenever he can, be it in public or private, he loves to hold either of you in some way.
There are only two people in the world that can even dream of tasting his sweets, and they are the same two people who spoil them with words sweeter than the sweets in his mouth, you and Poe.
Poe is more of a private lover though, instead of constantly giving hugs he would write, write his feelings on to a piece of which would on occasion land in the hands of either you or Ranpo.
Karl is obviously the family pet who gets spoiled with anything imaginable. Poe can be a bit over protective of Karl so all sweets have to stay atleast a meter from Karl and his fur. That doesn't mean ribbons and cute bows need to stay away.
Yes Karl gets dressed up in bows and top hats 24/7.
If you can sew, knit or crochet you can bet you'll be making Karl some cute clothes.
Your favourite date would have to be late walks at night, walking underneath the stars and moon which illuminate the path before you. Or a date to a café, the delicious smell of coffee and the perfect mix of sweet and bitterness flowers from the cakes and coffee.
Shopping with the two can get a but messy, Ranpo fills the cart with sweets and pastries while Poe is trying to tell him to cut back on all those sweets unless he wish to take a visit to the dentist (we don't support scaring kids with doctors, but we can make an exception). Ranpo didn't buy less sweets, he probably put in more just to irritate Poe.
Ranpo and Poe look so adorable when they play argue, you all know it's just for fun.
Also you all visit the library and book store often, for Poe of course, but there's not harm in browsing.
༺♡༻ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 ⋆ 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ༺♡༻
Sorry but that's all I could fathom, the evil blood demons have come to torture me because I didn't want to live a life of endless suffering >:( (I'm on my period :( ) :( :'(
And what's worse is that my social anxiety is too social anxiety for me to go down stairs and get some tea or pain killers.
Have a wonderful day/night and stay hydrated, but bot on energy drinks, if you want caffeine than drink tea or coffee.
-Love, Az
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gothamslostboy · 6 months
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TLB Characters Favorite Type Of Blanket
A/N: I have no idea what this is or why I made it but I haven’t posted anything creative in so long. Yall ever love something but the thought of actually doing it makes you stressed? That’s what writing has been for the past couple months ugh :[ I miss it sm but I never like anything I end up making and keep deleting my progress. Oh well, hopefully I stop doing that soon and enjoy this pointless headcanon
ALSO: yes most these characters sleep upside down from the ceiling, but I like to ignore that bc tbh I want to erase the fact they have those weird ass feet. To me those monstrosities don’t exist. If you like the fact they hang from the ceiling then these headcanons are just for sitting on the couch or cuddling. They also don’t really feel temperatures but again I’m ignoring it:]
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DAVID
Duvet
A big fluffy one filled with cotton
He’d never tell anyone, but it makes him feel safer
It’s similar to one his mother gave him in his human life
He rolls it up like a cocoon
He doesn’t even leave a hole for his face bc he doesn’t need to breathe
Paul and Marko use this to their advantage and prank him atleast 2 times a month
Dwayne shoos them away if he notices them trying to bother David when he’s asleep
MARKO
This man is weird ngl
He just sleeps with a sheet
He doesn’t mind using a different blanket when sharing
But if he’s alone it’s a sheet
He doesn’t like feeling any weight on him when he’s asleep
Might as well sleep with nothing
But he also likes to cover his eyes with it
It’s just soothing to him
PAUL
Weighted blanket
He LOVES to cuddle with ppl bc of their weight being on him
So when no one wants to sleep with him he pulls out this blanket
The boys and Star made him a custom blanket bc he wants it to be HEAVY heavy
If he was human this thing would crush him to death
He sleep walks/flys and this stops him
He needs help getting it off of him bc he’s usually still too groggy to put in the effort when he wakes up
STAR
Patchwork Crochet Quilt
She made it herself
Everytime she finishes a new project she added a new square made up of all the colors she used
Whenever David would see her adding a square he said something like “another square? That’s gonna be a big ass blanket”
She stopped the blanket when it reached 80x80 4 inch squares
She realized that that is, infact, a big ass blanket
She can’t even fit the thing on her bed
Most of it is just hanging off the side
She started a new one to give to Michael
But that one is gonna be smaller
After that she’s just gonna make one for each boy
MICHAEL
Normally shares with Star
She doesn’t even notice he’s using it most of the time
Once it gets big enough he uses the one she made specifically for him
Uses David’s blanket when laying with him
But the fluffiness makes him feel trapped sometimes
Just holds on to David for comfort
Can occasionally convince star and David to sleep in the same bed with him and they use Star’s blanket obviously
He and David sleep under the sheets when using Star‘s blanket tho bc it’s a lil itchy
But she doesn’t seems to notice the itch
DWAYNE
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But this kind of blanket^ along with Satin sheets underneath
He’s like Marko where he doesn’t like as much weight
But really likes making fun of Marko’s sheet and doesn’t want to be a hypocrite
If he’s cuddling with someone he puts their head under his chin and wraps them up together tightly
When alone he keeps the blanket lose
Just in case something happens and he needs to get up quickly and protect the pack
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@crustyboypix @britany1997
if you want to be added to the tag list just let me know
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starz222 · 1 year
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GENSHIN MEN — hcs. their fave past time
ft. scara, kazuha, albedo, thoma, al haitham, xiao, kaeya, heizou, venti 
notes. i go into detail, might be ooc, but i am confident in kaeya. i don't know shit abt calligraphy, composing, or playing violin. and i'm too lazy 2 research lawl. also this is my personal opinion! not proofread.
scaramouche — journaling
he keeps things to himself, and he doesn't like to open up. though he's been through hell and back, he still wouldn't dare to talk about his feelings. that's why, he writes them. i don't think he'll stay consistent, halfway through writing he'd go— what the hell am i even doing? but he'll still write, he doesn't realize it himself but he's grown attached to journaling. it's made his handwriting a lot more elegant as well. it's also helped him to analyze things a lot more easily, journaling keeps his thoughts organized. it stops his mind from going to chaos— and slowly believing he does have a heart. 
kazuha — calligraphy
a descendant of the kaedehara clan, a samurai and a poet. he'll often find himself participating or doing things such as calligraphy. he'll be in a cold room, sitting on the floor doing calligraphy on a table. and god, is it the most beautiful. the strokes he makes with his brush always have the right amount of pressure, and there's barely any smudges or mistakes. his calligraphy is clean and neat. 
albedo — composing / sketching
we all know he sketches. around dragonspire, he'd probably sit on a rock and sketch the surroundings. he'd have messy lines, but the picture he creates ties it all together. he dabbles in realism, and he definitely puts all the intricate little details. 
composing? think about it. he'd have a small book full of music snippets. he understands music theory like the back of his hand, and he hears it all playing in his head. real question is if he's ever going to play them. the songs would be like classical music, mainly piano and violin. the songs are based off his discoveries, and his environment.
thoma — knitting / crocheting
he's so considerate, and he loves handmade things. when he has breaks or free time, or if he can while running errands, he'll be crocheting. trust me, crocheting is addictive. using thin yarn and a small hook, he'll crochet the center pieces of the tables for the kamisato estate. for gifts, he'd make beanies or gloves for winter. and taroumaru? he makes little accessories for him too. he mostly crochets bags and plushies because— bags for gifts for visitors. plushies for children! (and itto when he stops by.)
al haitham — playing piano
usually, all he wants is a moment's peace. he has his headphones– yes. but playing piano just brings him so much more comfort, and he doesn't understand why. he'll try playing at first, and he wouldn't get it. that's why he'd be set on mastering piano. he loses himself when he plays piano. he'll learn lots of songs and make it his goal to master all of them. he's almost got a perfect pitch. kaveh would be shocked at how al haitham looks when he plays. and yes, he's the reason why al haitham knows so many songs. it's because kaveh requests him to play them.
xiao — cloudspotting / stargazing
he doesn't like to slack off. he likes to do things that he believes have purpose. so, it's not often that he takes breaks. he denies the fact that he actually does. after accomplishing his duties as liyue's yaksha, he'll find himself staring up at the sky, lying down on the soft grass. day, afternoon, night. he finds peace and solace during moments like those— like all of his pain didn't exist anymore. he listens to the sounds of nature, the birds chirping, the ait whistling. he'll find himself in a creative state of mind. he sees clouds and he'll picture them as something else, once he saw one that looked like guoba. under the starry night sky, he'll trace the stars with his finger, for ming constellations. 
kaeya — baking
the grandmas in mondstadt definitely gift him homemade baked goods. they'll go up to him personally too, and he'd walk them home, gift in hand. he would eat it with them and say how delicious it is, (let's not lie because when grandmas cook, fuck it's good.) then they'd offer him the recipe. he'll go do paperwork and see the handwritten recipe lying on the same desk, and he'll think of attempting it. after a few tries, he's gotten the hang of it. once he believes it's good enough, he shares it with the knights at favonius and the lady who gave him the recipe!
heizou — playing violin
sherlock holmes of teyvat. when he's hit a wall in his cases, or just needs a quick session of brainstorming, he'll go play violin. his playing is magnificent, it reels you in. he plays difficult songs, and he's talented. watching him play is like getting hypnotized, the way he plays the violin has such a captivating aura to it. he'll definitely be able to play a song after hearing it once, and i believe that he has perfect pitch. 
venti — planting / gardening
it started off when he got so drunk one night, he saw a plant in mondstadt bending down, and he made it his rightly duty to cure them! ever since, it's become a habit. he takes care of plants and having so much freedom, he goes wherever he wants and takes care of the plants as much as he likes. he'll also help by using his powers as the anemo archon to spread the seeds of the flowers and make sure every plant gets properly watered. also since he's too scared to touch them, he'll just make the insects fly away.
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emostudent · 10 months
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15 questions 15 mutuals
tagged by @emozionidinchiostro (thanks amo<3)
are you named after anyone? no, idk why they chose my name, my mum said she liked the meaning of it AND it was of jewish origins so it was perfect.
when was the last time you cried? this morning, it's exams season for uni students in my country and i'm failing so, so bad, i was held back a year (more or less) and i see all of my friends graduating while i'm still here.
do you have kids? no. and i'm not planning on having any in the future, i'll be perfectly content with my single and childless aunt status.
do you use sarcasm a lot? yes, it's the only way i'm able to communicate with other people.
what sports do you play/have played? contrary to popular belief, MANY. i've done ballet for 10 years, swimming for 6, volleyball for 2, kickboxing for 4 and i've been running for 4/5, now i'm doing pilates (cuz i'm old and my back hurts) and weight training at the gym.
what's the first thing you notice about people? how they are dressed: do their clothes fit? are their clothes fashionable? are their clothes nice? are their clothes clean? what's their aesthetic? i think that clothes tell you a lot about the person.
what's your eye colour? plain and boring brown (like they are really, REALLY brown, like when you draw something and you use the fill brush, no speck of gold or darker brown no nothing, like sims default eyes.
scary movies or happy endings? what about scary movies with a happy ending? i don't really like unhappy endings, those are the movies i never rewatch because i want to watch happy things, if i wanted to watch something sad and depressing i'd just have take a look at my life.
any special talents? i can drive a plane? idk if that's a special talent, maybe more like a skill(yes this is a flex). as far as talents go i'd say i'm a very good liar (but i only unse my powers for good) and people naturally open up to me, so i'd say i'm a good listener.
where were you born? italy! funnily enough, i was born in the hospital right netx to to what it would've been my high school!
what are your hobbies? readin' 'n' drawin', in other words the classics, but i also love crocheting!
do you have pets? AH. i wish.
how tall are you? exactly 163cm
favourite subject in school? in high school it was either english, physics or laboratory of architecture, in uni it's introduction to astrophysics, inorganic chemistry and physics 3.
dream job? i have MANY: i'd love to be an astrophysicist and do research on the composition of the first generation of stars, or be a tattoo artist, no in between.
tags: @sadieshavingsex @elisastales @thiamsxbitch @sammysdemonblood @self-loathing-angel-of-thursday2 @babygirldilf @isthisanything @amaranthhiding @unitedfandomsoftheworld @the-haiku-bot @seccendedos @manicmoonbug @ihaveacorgi @pipperdaper @highcoltage
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spockandawe · 4 months
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Okay! I'm rapidly reaching the point of needing some creative self-care, or I'm going to crash even more viciously than I'm already starting to. Bad things: work is about to be SO fucking intense for the rest of the month, and while my home is unpacked, it is Comically unorganized. Good things: being unable to walk to work leaves me with more free time and less exhaustion per day, and I've recently refreshed myself on what supplies i have. I also am all set to start figuring out how to paint a house as soon as I can test my samples and clear a room. This will scratch the novelty itch, so i can be responsible and avoid buying new things. But i also can't lose focus on the organizing or I'll Adjust and never finish 😂
Let me see
Crochet in general: crochet is what I've been patching the mounting anxiety with, and i DO want to use up yarn, but it's hard on my wrist already, I can't afford to get too deep.
Baby blanket: almost done, could probably finish tomorrow in meetings, but because it was pretty bland, it won't be that fulfilling
Big Boi blanket: god, it's been years, I want to finish, but i WILL need to buy some yarn
Rocky horror lips: tedious single crochet, fun concept, but need to avoid wrist fuckery
Cross-stitch starscream: yes! I want to do this!! But this will be the opposite of quick gratification
Art........?: ALSO YES, goddammit, i want to figure out the stupid tablet! But good LORD, it's hard to decide what to do. And I'm in one of those phases where I'm not FAST, and I'm not vibing with what i make. The solution is just to draw more often, i know. But fuck.
Hc/mq: had a conceptual breakthrough, maybe? But i still don't know how it will proceed, so idk whether to commit the energy
Bwx/xl: this is half done already, AND outlined, I don't know why I can't do it. If i make myself, maybe i can find my groove
Lqg fic: it'll be long and intimidating 😭
Bingge lite: it's been 84 years...... But i really really really really love it and want to be able to share it. But the scope will be Horrendous, it may need percolation and warmer weather
Raksura core: i, uh, um 🫥 (i want to finish it! I really do! I can't focus worth SHIT)
Quilting: that would be good! Use up stuff! I want to be better! But god, the PREP WORK
Addendum: can i think of a fandom quilt i could pull off? Even if it was. Idk. Bingqiu colors. That might help me focus. But i also need to use up my stash :T
Long furby: would be good. I've had the materials for-fucking-ever
Pyrography: ooh, maybe. Especially if I can find art i dont have to compose. But if i set off the smoke alarm while it's this gross outside ill Die
BOOKS: heavy lifts and decision paralysis all around. Could be star wars (long, not for me, have to match existing volume), cnovel (several wips, but each is so much work to format, good god), ofic (not for me, also have to revamp formatting), ilcbt latest edition (needs the luxury treatment, which requires brain), pof latest edition (needs the luxury treatment, which requires brain), and all of the most appealing projects need a lot of materials, and I'm still in debt, lmao
Peerless fic: I've had the concept locked down for years, but i need to refresh on more of their late-stage characterization before feeling confident
Fourteenth year of chenghua fic: i also have the concept locked down! But i want to see the final evolution of wang zhi's relationship to the other two first
2ha fic: I ALSO HAVE THE CONCEPT LOCKED DOWN. but i still haven't...... finisheddddddddd, and this is going to need to be a fairly lengthy fic to wrangle xue meng in a believable way
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minasummersch · 1 year
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🌺🍰 welcome my lovely faebies! 🌺🍰
There's nothing in life that can't be solved with chocolate🍫, cake🍰, or glitter✨
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Hello everyone! Welcome to Mina's Musings, a tumblr blog run by Mina Summers. I am a half-fairy VTuber who owns and runs Marigold Bakery. I starting VTubing to make people happy and earn my fairy wings! I hope you'll join me on this magical journey together~
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I stream primarily on Twitch and occasionally on YouTube as well. You can also find me on Twitter, TikTok, Instagram, and Discord. If you'd like to support my content you can check my Carrd for more links and info!
You can use these tags to navigate this blog and find more of my content:
#mina's musings = longer posts from Mina
#minaLIVE = Any content related to Mina's livestreams
#minaCLIPS = Clips of Mina's streams
#minaART = Fanart and commissions of Mina
#minaBAKES = Mina's baking related posts
#mina's ramblings = ramblings and thoughts from Mina
(the tags will be updated as I use them and add more)
Read below the cut to learn more about me!
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Hashtags
General tag: #minasummers Live tag: #minaLIVE Clips tag: #minaCLIPS Fanart tag: #minaART Baking tag: #minaBAKES Fan name: Faebies Emotes: 🌺🍰
Schedule
I work a few different freelance jobs and so my schedule is constantly in flux. I usually stream weekday at 11:00 AM or 12:00 PM in the EST/EDT timezone. I'll attach my weekly schedule for the current week below:
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Content I Stream/Create
I usually stream otome visual novels or joseimuke mobile games. Some of my favorites are Ensemble Stars!! Basic and Music, Bandori, Taisho x Alice, Tears of Themis, Hatoful Boyfriend, and BUSTAFELLOWS.
Sometimes I'll stream variety content such as JRPGs, scuffed karaoke (yes it is always scuffed lol), baking or decorating desserts (rare because this is messy and requires lots of planning!), crocheting, and cozy chatting content. I like to experiment with my content when I have more time in my schedule!
I'm currently working on a larger video project where I summarize the entirety of the Ensemble Stars story backlog and lore on YouTube. The series is still very much a work in progress but I do have a livestream VOD where I explained some basics about the game universe and characters which you can watch here:
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I also really love music! I try to hold karaokes as much as I can and I've recently start recording covers songs! You can check out my first cover song below. It would mean a lot to me if you gave it a like as well!
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Other than that I do a bit of voice acting, sometimes while I'm playing VNs I'll even try to voice over the characters. But mostly I just record short voice clips and post them to YouTube and TikTok.
Now that I have this page I hope to post some exclusive Tumblr content such as video scripts for my YouTube videos and reviews for games, animes, mangas, and novels! I'll link back to some of those posts when I do create them.
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Mina's Model Credits
1.0 Model - Pink Dress Mina
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Live2D videos to be added soon!
Design + ref sheet + PNG + fullbody Live2D model -- _kawarumii
Live2D rigging + chibi Live2D model art and rig -- tomoxm2
Scuffed VRoid model (not pictured) -- me
Detailed VRoid model -- claire_maid
Plush doll PNG (not pictured) -- Miyukiko
Cottage core alt outfit
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Full Model coming someday!
Design -- Lapin
Lehenga outfit
Coming soon!
Designed -- Dayleaf404
2.0 Model - Secret
Coming soon!
Design -- Fei
Mina's Stream Asset Credits
This is a list of the creators who Mina commissioned or bought assets from for her Twitch and YouTube streams.
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Channel Music -- ViSO by UTALIVE and KODOMOi
Overlays and Panels -- Aurora Rosalia
Stinger -- Aurora Rosalia
Chatbox -- chroneco
Header + Profile Image -- miyukiverse
Emotes -- vera_li
Badges and Channel Points -- AvilaRozma
Mina's Fanart and Commission Credits
This is a list of all the artists Mina has received fanart from or commissioned for artwork.
Bachiilla
Chrysalia Csilla
DaisukeSenpai
Dayleaf
Dinara
Haru
Kaji
Kuri
Miunee
Miyuki
Miyukiko
Rcol
ro_arts_id
Sketch the Witch
糕Pastry
Xela
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Thank you so much for reading this far! And thank you even if you didn't really read the whole posts lol, I know it's long but I wanted it to be extensive enough that you could find anything possible about me.
I'll be updating this post as much as I can to keep the info up to date. It would mean a lot to me if you checked out some of my content and dropped a follower/sub/like on anything that interests you. Comments are always welcome as well and my ask box is always open to everyone!
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afrostycatblr · 2 months
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if you get this, answer w/ three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs. anon or not, doesn’t matter, let’s get to know the person behind the blog!
Hi Dragon! Three random facts, you say? Let's see~
1.) Assuming for the moment I paid full price for all of the tubes (I didn't for most of them, coupons are your friends!) I have around $300 worth of student-grade watercolor paints!
It took several years of buying a couple of tubes at a time (I took a long break from watercolors), but I have the full Winsor and Newton 'Cotman' line in my paint pans finally. :')
2.) I know (some) people have ✨Strong Opinions✨about certain parts of the franchise when it comes to Star Wars, but I really don't! I like the whole of the franchise because it's War of Stars and Crap's Whack Anyways. It's got strong and important political and anti-fascist themes yes, but it's also just inherently ridiculous sci-fi sometimes!
Like whatever you like, but there's no excuse to be nasty to those who look at the whole of the franchise and say "I like this stuff". None. Keep your salt out of other people's sugar.
3.) One of my (many) hobbies is crochet, and this sunflower blanket is probably my most complex project to date since picking the hobby back up in 2020!
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addysfandomdump · 1 year
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You're looking a little tangled up there, Bolt!
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Decided to fill out the questionare that’s been going around the @sonic-oc-showdown​​!
Name: Bolt the Cyber Cheetah
Species: Asiatic Cheetah (and also cyborg)
Type: Speed
Alignment: Neutral Good
Home: Sol Empire
The rest under the cut! 👇
✨ - How did you come up with the OC’s name? 
I didn’t! Bolt originally belonged to my partner Zed! He was a recolor/edit of one of those Sonic character bases you find on DeviantArt lol. He originally had, and still has, electricity powers-- he’s also related to Blaze, and 5th grade Zed wanted a B name, hence Bolt! He also tends to “bolt” off a lot, haha.
I’m the one who made him a cheetah, though. Bolt used to be just a regular old cat. But then I thought “hm, y’know for a series about a fast hedgehog, there is the striking lack of the cheetah rival” so I made him a cheetah! An Asiatic cheetah specifically, since Blaze is Indian-coded! The Asiatic cheetah is dying out :( There are only 12 Asiatic cheetahs left in the whole world as of writing this :(( It’s so sad :(((
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(A cheetah in Iran. Source: Wikipedia)
🌼 - How old are they? (Or approximate age range) 
Bolt is 18 years old!
🌺 - Do they have any love interest(s)?
Yes! Bolt has a girlfriend named Chilli, who’s a Chocolate Labrador! They met in junior year high school and are T4T ❤ Don’t ask him how he scored, he doesn’t know either.
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🍕 - What is their favorite food?
I don’t know! Since he’s so anxious all the time, probably warm and filling foods, like soup! Since he’s 90% robot, though, he doesn’t really need to eat. He’s powered by his own electricity!
💼 - What do they do for a living?
Bolt does a variety of odd jobs to pay rent. He usually works as a living battery for a lot of people, though, restarting grids and charging people’s phones for a dollar.
🎹 - Do they have any hobbies?
Bolt has a lot of hobbies, usually ones that keep him calm. Visiting museums, going on long walks in nature, anything that handles weaving like crocheting or knitting or plush making... he made his jacket himself!
🎯 - What do they do best?
Worry. And cry.
🥊 - What do they love to do? What do they hate to do?
Bolt loves engaging in his hobbies and hanging out with his girlfriend, Chilli :)
Oh boy does he hate a lot of things. Many things stress him out. Watching a scary movie, trying something new, talking to people who aren’t his usual friend group, loud concerts, big crowds, whatever new adventure Blaze inadvertently drags him into this time, etc etc.
❤️ - What is one of your OC’s best memories?
Going to see the stars with his girlfriend for the first time.
✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories?
Getting kidnapped and roboticized, easy. And [SPOILERS FOR THE UNDEVELOPED AND UNRELEASED FANGAME SONIC RUSH: LIGHTNING SPEED].
🧊 - Is their current design the first one?
Nope! Bolt went through sooo many designs. I’m still figuring him out. Every new drawing of him looks different. I feel like I’m getting close, though!
🍀 - What originally inspired the OC?
Zed wanted to make a cool elemental Sonic kitty ala Blaze. Then I basically took him and transformed him completely. At first he was gonna be another cocky Sonic rival, since I’ve always imagined a cheetah rival for Sonic, but then I was like “hmm, he has a lot of those already... not very unique...” and then I remembered @/thehydroxian-art-blog’s Jeff the Imperfect Shadow Android and though “Ah! I shall make him pathetic. And also a robot.” And thus the current version of Bolt was born!
🌂 - What genre do they belong in?
A sci-fi action comedy film, for sure!
💚 - What is your OC’s gender identity and sexuality?
Bolt is a trans man, he/him pronouns, bisexual. That yellow chestplate you see was originally a binder before it got welded into his body by the roboticization machine!
🙌 - How many siblings does your OC have?
None so far! He’s an only child! He does have his cousin, Blaze, though. Which technically makes him royalty. He doesn’t really live like royalty, though... or know that he’s royalty in the first place.
🍎 - What is the OC’s relationship w/their parents like?
They kinda just peaced out after Bolt graduated from high school. They weren’t particularly close with Bolt, and vice versa. They lowkey wanted nothing to do with him...
✏️ - How often do you draw/write about the OC?
A decent amount! A member in a Sonic server I’m in asks all sorts of prompt questions about other people’s OCs and I love answering them! It’s really helped me develop not just Bolt, but my other OCs such as Faye Moreau, Seafoam the Sailfish, Charlotte Webb, Chaos Clown, Ms. Host, Cabinet Man, and even Kryztal!
💎 - Do you ever see yourself killing off the OC?
Nah, not really.
💀 - Does your OC have any phobias?
Yes. Too many to list, though. He’s practically afraid of everything.
🍩 - Who is your OC’s arch-nemesis or rival?
Blaze is kiiinda his rival, but saying that is kind of a stretch. He’s an alright rival to Sonic when the hog visits, though.
🎓 - How long have you had the OC?
I don’t quite remember. A few months at least. Maybe even a year.
This one is something I came up with myself:
💥 - What are your OC’s powers, if they have any?
Bolt can channel and manipulate electricity! He can also shapeshift his mechanical body into various weapons like energy cannons, guns, and blades! His tail stretch out really far, and manifest temporary platforms!
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Aaand that should do it! Hoo, that was a lot of questions! It was fun!!!
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magicshopaholic · 1 year
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hey, do you read fic at all? i was wondering if you had any recs, i feel like i don't see you interact with fic a lot on here! i love your stories, so wondered what are your favorite authors too :]
Hello! The short answer to this is yes, but it comes with the caveat that I haven’t read much lately, primarily because I have no time but also because now that my characters are getting more and more fleshed out with every fic, reading other fanfic feels like my members are cheating on their OCs 😕 (I read this really good Namjoon fic where he met the reader at a party, and spent a whole week imagining Namjoon cheating on Kaya with that Y/N and it kind of killed me)
Having said that, I still do read fics when I can, definitely those that don’t interfere in my head with my OCs. I’m joining collabs and book clubs as much as I can so that I read more; but in the meantime I’d love to recommend some of my favourite fics and authors to you and any other readers:
(Please read the warnings on each fic before proceeding)
1. Poetry of the Stars by @jjiimin: This is the best fic I have read my entire life (barring one legendary series in the HP fandom - iykyk) and I honestly have nothing else to say about it. Riley has unfortunately deactivated her Tumblr account but I’m so glad I got to tell her how incredible her story was before she did so, so this is my number one. It’s 25K+ words iirc and was one of the first fics I read in the fandom and I just read it all in one go because I couldn’t stop.
(Also a favourite is Irresistible by the same author but I unfortunately don’t have a link to it)
2. @sahmfanficbts: There’s no fic mentioned here because I recommend Sam’s entire masterlist. She’s one of my all time favourite authors in the fandom and I have read and will read every single BTS fic she ever posts. Every fic is so immersive and every character is so deeply developed that they just stay with me and I find myself thinking about them at random times. Just beautiful, fantastic writing.
3. The Rich Man’s Crochet Club series by @kpopfanfictrash: Funny, quippy dialogue is my absolute favourite thing and this series has some of the best combination of humour and heart. Shanna’s works are pretty popular so you may have already checked this one out but I’m gonna recommend it anyway. (I remember coming on anon to gush about it because I was shy af, but I absolutely loved it, Shanna :))
4. Four Seven Eight by @jiminrings: This is the one I’ve read most recently and I’ve had it in my drafts since then so that I don’t forget to write a review because it deserves a great one. So here’s my apology to Hannah for taking so long to do it 🤓 but this is an amazing series, full of angst and hope and has my recommendation for sure.
5. For The Crown by @chimknj: I don’t read mxm fics, particularly mxm smut, but there was no way on earth I was going to pass on this one. Gina and I share an obsession with A Song of Ice and Fire (and I mean OBSESSION - we talk about it 24x7) and the premise of this fic was so compelling and so exciting to discuss that the only thing better than that was actually reading it. The way Gina has written this - I was transported to Westeros instantly. Everything is subtle and nuanced and I found myself connecting with every single character (also Kingsguard!Namjoon was not something I knew I needed). Idk if she’s planning on writing future parts but if she is… fuck, I’m so excited I can’t even talk about it.
6. A Silent Heart Still Beats by @akinnie75: This is another fic I have in my drafts because its review deserves my entire attention. It deals with some difficult topics but is so sad yet hopeful. The OC is such a beautiful character inside and out and this doesn’t usually happen to me with fics, but she actually changed my life and taught me how to rise above, be compassionate and forgive. I won’t give away anymore but this is just a gorgeous, gorgeous fic.
7. Just Practice by @lamourche: I can’t BELIEVE I’ve finally found this fic again!!! I read it once and then lost it (now I realise it’s because the author has seemingly removed their masterlist) but I’d commented on it from my main blog. It is one of my favourite fics of all time: it reads like a college indie movie or like a Sally Rooney novel. I was crying at the end but I couldn’t even put my finger on what it was which just meant that it was the entire vibe of the story rather than a specific scene. It breaks my heart that I’ll never get to read this again but the author has all my appreciation and gratitude for writing it.
These are some recs off the top of my head that have stayed with me and I’ll probably add to this if I think of more. A huge thank you to all these authors for their wonderful work - and thanks to you too, anon, for the question. It felt great to go back to old fics and give a shout out to such talented writers <3
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kittybloy · 1 year
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talk about your rtc headcanons please.
YES I WILL AHAHAH THANK YOU
i have a note open on my notes app full of hcs >:]
(some of these will be pretty ship centered, but they could probably be seen as platonic!)
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Jane/Penny
• bites people. out of love. i think
• autistic because i said so
• new special interest every week
• long-term hyperfixation on doll collecting
• like girly has a terrifying amount of dolls
• she/they/it/doll/star pronouns fuck you
• forgets what her own voice sounds like sometimes so randomly she'll just.. start talking to himself.
• has a pet axolotl
• queer platonic relationship with ocean
• has an old galaxy note phone but it's kept it pristine condition
• can beatbox
• has really good rhythm!!
• soprano 1
• devilishly good at escape rooms
• along with mishca, the choirs bodyguard
• isn't allowed in the kitchen without supervision
• stims by just... riffing
• yk that riff in tbojd? that.
• favorite time if the year is Christmas, specifically for the carolling
• takes the choir to carol with it all the time
• cannot spell for shit
• cosplays with ricky constantly
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Ricky
• had a nightcore phase
• SCENE KID <3
• makes the most killer hot coco ever
• teached the choir asl after the accident BCS THEY ALL COME BACK IN THE END FIGHT ME
• every year for the different choir members birthdays she draws them as a cat. (he gives them fursonas i dont make the rules here).
• uses all pronouns
• named a cat after each of the choir members but refuses to tell them
• genderfluid as fuck!!
• has one of those samsung phones that can fold
• makes cat stickers for fun
• her mobility aids are covered in stickers and has little trinkets that dangle
• had a warrior cats phase
• got noel into warrior cats in middle school
• has 3 hairless cats
• obsessed with the Labyrinth
• gets high with mischa weekly
• fucking pro on an electric guitar
• has a baseball cap with cat ears attached to the top
• jazz hand stims
• makes the choirs halloween costumes every year
• excellent seamstress
• also loves tf outta Halloween
• she gets to dress up as a swinging space age bachelor man and wouldn't get judged, ofc she loves it
• stims by.. meowing and purring?? for fun??? its fun try it
• has a lifetime pass to any cosplay convention that happens in Uranium ( idk if thats a real thing but it is now )
~~{}~~
Ocean
• horrid asthma
• avarage glee watcher
• IS gossip girl
• they/she user
• neurodivergent as hell but is undiagnosed because their parents SUCK and don't believe in that stuff
• asexual lesbian real
• has to use either Constances or Mischas washing machine/dryer to wash her clothes.
• hates the beach
• they sunburn so easily
• sibling relationship with both mischa and noel
• has a yellow iphone with an otterbox phonecase
• keeps little Polaroid pictures of her and the other choir members in a journal she has
• she likes taking pictures I said so
• was the last one to grasp asl, but she is trying!!!!
• cuts her hair themselves and as genuinely good at it
• soprano 2
• has horrid OCD
• loves deer sm
• loves Christmas time <3
• hot mocha enjoyer
• her and noel have kareoke night every friday
~~{☆}~~
Constance
• vocaloid enjoyer
• pumpkin spice latte drinker
• mom friend. keeps bandaids, candies, an inhaler, toothpicks, waters, and koolaid packets in her bag at all times.
• pansexual queen <3 i love her
• she/her pronouns, but doesn't mind they/them
• her family has threatened to adopt literally every single one of the choir members - noel and ricky
• listens to 90's rock music
• love language is physical touch!!! she loves holding everyones hands and gives the best hugs imaginable
• wrote pjo fanfiction in middle school
• it's still on ao3
• fandom junkie
• has a dark green motorola phone with a pastel blue case
• alto
• really good at crochet and makes sweaters for choir during their birthdays
• makes small sweaters for rickys hairless cats during winter
• K-pop stan
• has asked noel to dress up as a k-pop idol before
• adhd haver
• has hundreds of little lists for random things
• favorite holiday is Christmas and she loves giving the choir gifts
• giving love language is giving gifts fight me
• has a pet frog named Jeremy
• sometimes she just spins around as a stim
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Mischa
• HATES coffee, claims it tastes like dirt
• languages master ( teaches noel french bcs duolingo isn't helping at all)
• dad friend
• menace in the kitchen
• HIM AND NOEL HAVE MOVIE NIGHTS YES!!
• talia is real and they're in love... fuck you
• mischa "two hands" bachinski
• is the reason the choir room has a swear jar
• loves bearded dragons
• unreasonably terrified of snakes
• bisexual king
• He/They supremacy
• can and will down an entire bottle of straight vodka
• very proud of that fact
• transmasc real!!!!
• talia helps pay for their T shots and after hearing about noel being trans too she buys her a binder <3
• so in love with noel and talia both he has too much passion
• brotp with ricky they're brothers your honor
• only one besides noel that can drive
• made vines
• works at a haunted house with penny during halloween
• his adoptive parents are rich as fuck
• can tell you the history of rap if you asked him to
• love language is words of affirmation bcs i said so
• sometimes he just carries around the other choir members (usually ocean) on his back for fun
• body heater
• has a red iphone with a clear case
• it has so many cracks
• godly at stick n pokes
• has a pet hampster his adoptive parents know nothing about
• has gotten a lightbulb stuck in their mouth twice
• has the most batshit insane ideas
• really into pop music but will NEVER tell anyone
• he has autism btw
• really good at critiquing movies
• baritone/bass what's the difference
• carries ricky up and down stairs even if it isn't needed
• giving love language is physical touch fight me ( him and constance are always touching eachother in someway, either by holding pinkies or leaning in eachother. platonic or not, take it as you please)
• its a real struggle with talia but they make do
• movie nights in his basement happen every Tuesday after choir rehearsal, usually only him and noel are there but ricky and penny join every so often!!
• the choirs bodygaurd
• he's friends with the detention teacher
• has the second highest gpa out of the choir
• special interest: RAP
• DRUMMER
• listens to imagine dragons unironically
• halloween enthusiast
• always dresses up as some cheesy horror movie villain
• sometimes, mid conversation, he'll just start speaking in Ukranian. he won't realize until the person he's talking to mentions it.
• has a pretty bad lisp
• flappy hand stimmer fight me
• ambidextrous
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Noel
• starbucks employees know him by name
• stereotypical gay tbh, he drinks tf outta iced coffee
• tries to learn french through duolingo but fails miserably
• he/she noel supremacy
• always steals food from taco bell before a performance to give to the choir
• introduced rocky horror picture show to the choir and now they all wont stop quoting it
• TRANS MAN
• mlm/wlw hatred solidarity between her and ocean
• but in a sibling way
• unreasonably obsessed with peacocks amd doves (specifically white doves, they're so pretty)
• literally so oblivious to mischas crush its hilarious
• hates his job. so. much.
• her favorite stim is just repeating lines from the Blue Angel in a french accent. she knows it's a german film, but french accents are just too fun man
• she's autistic too btw ive decided
• hyperfixated on french history
• and scented candles
• holy shit she has so many scented candles
• has those fake candy cigarettes but absolutely hates how they taste
• has a notebook of little shirt stories of moniques life
• absolutely has thought out entire movies with Monique as the main character
• really really bad abandonment issues
• love language is quality time <3
• she is genuinely so angsty i have so many sad hcs for her
• has terrible eyesight but refuses to wear glasses
• instead, wears shitty contacts
• musical theatre nerd
• paints his nails so he would stop chewing them but it doesn't work
• purple iphone user, has one of those square cases with the gold accents please know what i'm talking about
• has an old cat named Nyxl and she is treated like a got damn queen
• token tenor
• has a notebook full of poetry
• has a book full of edgar allen poes stories
• she loves them
• picky eater picky eater picky eater picky eater
• has to be chewing on something to even exist
• usually a toothpick, since she got scolded by ocean once because she bit a hole in her lip
• favorite holiday is valentines day
• he'll say he hates it but absolutely loves the romantic aspect of it
~~{☆}~~
thanky ou for indulging me i needed yhis <3
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astolary · 2 years
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hi! i was wondering if you could do relationship headcanons for omen? my boy omen doesn’t get enough love from the fandom 😞
also, i heard omen’s jp voice a few days ago and i fell in love. felt the need to share that
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𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟏 .
( Synopsis ) Shadow boy.
( Author's Note ) YES! Omen gives off the vibes of somebody's guardian shadow— I never regret starting my Tumblr career with Valorant hehe. JP voice is always on a whole different level it's crazy.
( Pairing ) Omen x GN! Reader
( Content Warnings ) Mentions of death.
( Word Count ) 0.9k words // EDITED!  
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So, many, knitted, gifts. Knitted plushies if you're interested in those, knitted clothes, knitted pillows. Oh, you know those cozy warm sweaters? Yeah <3
He got a bit shy when he invited you to his room because of all the knitting materials he has stored in the cabinets: the different types and sizes of hooks, only the best quality yarn. Those super, super sharp scissors make those crisp satisfying sounds.
You had a small laugh about how a large part of Omen's salary was used on knitting supplies. That's when Omen found your voice really soothing.
The talkative type? Would listen to your voice any day. The quiet type? Very peaceful and euphoric moments.
Omen likes it when you let him knit onto your clothes, he'll crochet small hearts or classic patterns if there were parts of them that were ripped.
He enjoys teaching you how to knit. A fast learner? He's proud of you— an impatient one? That's completely fine, you both still enjoy your time together.
When you massage the top of his head? Hood? It brings him a moment of peace that nobody has ever done.
You're one of the people on his list that he trusts the most, and the list isn't very long.
He may seem distant most of the time, but he isn't used to having a relationship so please understand him. (There's beef even between him and one of his closest friends, so that speaks a lot.)
There will be times when he puts space between the both of you— what if something happens to him during a mission? What if he hurts you? What if he did something he would regret?
Omen will eventually need to understand that you can't keep reaching out to him every time, that's the conflict in your relationship.
You both mean well, but that's a story for another time :3
Quality time is his strongest love language, maybe even gift-giving.
There would be little to no public dates since people get suspicious of him. Meals together = date. Movie nights = date. Admiring the sun and stars = date.
He doesn't have a human heart, the supposed warmth couples share, he's self-conscious about this I'll go as far to say.
If Omen doesn't give any physical affection, it's because he's just scared to hurt you.
Hugging Omen will make him go stiff, why are you burying your head in his very much cold, iron-like armor? Where should he put his hands?
Butterfly kisses.
Insecurities are a common topic you both talk about while you lay on the bed. Omen once questioned you, why aren't you creeped out by him sleeping beside you as a literal ghost? Because you knew the bed wasn't empty and the person beside you is your Guardian Shadow.
He used to avoid sleeping because of the nightmares, but the first night you both shared together— poof! Not a single nightmare.
You two have a cat that's your child. Or a dog. Or whatever pet you prefer. But I can mostly see a cat.
When Omen isn't looking your pet would try to tug and steal his cape.
They sleep between the both of you or beside your bed and are the first ones to wake you up.
Omen thinks your true smile is very pretty. If others make fun of you for how your smile was funny, awkward, and stiff— you two can be the awkward couple together! Why continue being insecure about your smile because of other people's opinions? People are weird if they tell you to smile prettier for that Instagram post that most will glance at for 5 seconds.
The type to burn the world for you.
Your happiness is his happiness, and he'll protect it.
You reassure him plenty of times that he is a human. A human capable of making mistakes. A human that still suffers and bleeds their faults. He was a human because he was imperfect. He isn't a monster, because if he was considered a monster then all humans were monsters. He had the conscience of good morale, just because of his appearance as a shadow.
The only way Omen got into a relationship with you was both of you accepting and loving all your scars and flaws. You taught Omen that if he can't start loving himself, he can stop hating himself.
What's another death? I can say that he has 200% stopped saying this line, because another death was another crack through your precious heart.
Jump scares you all the time without you expecting it. Omen laughs when you get "mad" at him, a breathy noise through his mouth. Uh, whatever he uses to talk with.
Playing horror games together? Good luck lol you aren't spared from the creepiness.
"You go first." "I insist you do." Then the both of you die.
Omen can pinpoint when you are overworked, burnt out, stressed, all the negative things that he despises you experiencing.
Exercising would be his first option since it can take your mind off things, but then you would complain about how you are not running those kilometers lmao. You two would end up trying something new together, Omen making sure you aren't tired.
Appreciates it so much when you tighten his bandages for him. The happiest when you try to understand his situation even if you've never experienced it.
Even if he remembers all his lost memories, he'll still stay with you. Till death do you part.
After death, you both relive your first date again.
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Let me show you... Youtube - chapter 25
No chapter until the 6th of november because of a project at work.
Warning : no proof reading, English is not my mother tongue.
If you are interested in reading this fic, the tag "#twst lmsyy" will give you all the chapters.
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Victoria still bought the pillow, in hope that it will solve her sleeping problem. That man could really sell his grandmother for some grapes.
After that she talked about nothing and everything with Sam. How she used to have sleepless nights, how her phD made her a star among her peers, why did he decide to not do any long scholar diploma, was Lucius always this THICC... A little bit of everything.
-For the question, Lucius used to be thin but became a healthy chonky boi after eating too many treats.-
She also bought some colorful wool -named “Hug me tender”- and a couple of crochet. She had found a tutorial about a skull cardigan on YouTube and she decided to do it. Maybe do one for Yuu and a little one for Grim if she had enough courage and her obsession was still on. She was in full arts & craft mode. It often came with her mania and it disappeared when she felt “normal” again. She always had many hobbies when she was in mania that she abandoned when she was in depression. She just hoped she could finish her cardigan in time for Christmas. She was the type of person that thinks that Halloween is all year long and pests when Christmas ads come before Halloween.
She went to her desk, deciding to procrastinate. Crowley never looked at what she did. He didn’t even understand what she did.
She wasn’t in the mood to work. She wanted to crochet and sleep. It was really a particular state of mind, to want to sleep so much and not do it, despite all the efforts in the world. It was… Irritating. She was sleeping the bare minimum for the human body to function, but not enough for the brain to handle the memories of the day. You couldn’t manage to do anything, everything was going too fast since your brain couldn’t handle the information well. Your senses were messed up too, having hallucinations for example.
It was a sh*tty moment to live. Hard days without proper medical help. She could just hope that Crewel’s tonic and the pillow will help her. Speaking of the pillow… She put the pillow on the chair, for her back. It wasn’t meant to be used like this but it would do for the moment.
She began crocheting. From what she understood, she needed to do 116 granny square. It felt good to procrastinate.
She heard a knock on the door. She quickly hidden the yarn. “Yes ?”
Crowley entered, a little timid. “It’s about earlier, Mrs Devi…”
Victoria became annoyed. “What about it ?”
Crowley sweated a little. “Well I wanted to apologize and explain myself, since I couldn’t do it when we clashed.”
[AH!] She spoke like it was evidence. “At the same time, I didn’t want to hear your tiny violin.”
He mimicked as if an arrow struck him in the chest. “Ouch, Mrs Devi can’t you be a little more generous, like me ?”
Victoria blinked for a few seconds. A few very long seconds. “No. I am a French monsieur, I am a pitbull made to grumble.”
Crowley looked at her, jaded. She continued. “Well, Can you explain to me why you want Yuu to attend class so much ?”
Crowley inhaled. “Even if Yuu isn’t from this world, it is important to set an example. It is normal for children to have those phases, but we can’t expect Yuu to miss school at the minor inconvenience.”
The woman blinked. “A… Minor… Inconvenience ? An overblot seems more than a minor inconvenience.”
The man continued. “My point is that, even if for you it seems like a quota, it wouldn’t be possible for a non-mage to enter this school. It really is just a matter of equity. Plus Yuu doesn’t have a guardian to sign his absence note.”
She cried out. “I can just adopt them ! I am old enough to have a child. Like this my mom will stop criticizing my life choices.” 
It was the raven's turn to cry out. “How are you going to do that ? You have no paper !”
There was a blank for a few seconds. “Very true… By the way, you wouldn’t know a doctor that accepts to see people without insurance or social security number ?”
Crowley looked at her, interrogative. “I can find that, yes… For when ?”
|I knew he was shady !!]. She answered with all the confidence in the world. “ASAP please, I need to sleep, else I will become more of a handful than I already am.”
Crowley nodded. “Very well… Could you give me your number so I can give you the details when I have your appointment ?”
The woman nodded. “Very well, it’s…”
When she got home, she got a text from Crowley indicating the details of the meeting, in a week from now. [He knows shady people too.] was her only thought. She was going to pay a lot of money for this appointment…
After an hour or so, she opened the windows and began to prepare the wall to be painted again. She decided to go for a more pine tree green than the original olive one. It was more ‘cute’ for her.
Yuu got downstairs at that moment. They were intrigued by her antics. “What are you doing ?” 
Victoria smiled. “I am preparing the wall to be painted… Want to help ?”
The Child’s eyes sparkled. “Really ?? What can I do ?”
The woman smiled. “Grab this brush and paint the wall in long vertical then horizontal strokes.”
They grabbed the brush and began to apply her advice. It made her smile fondly. She liked this kind of atmosphere. It reminded her of when at all of her cousins' weddings where she had to animate the painting activities for the children. Such fun times.
She asked. “What did you do today, baby ?”
Without looking away from the wall, Yuu answered. “I read the manuals. There are a lot of things I don’t know here.”
She put her hand on her heart. “Oooh studious like mom- I mean, me ! You need knowledge to adapt to a new environment !”
That night she didn’t sleep much despite the tonic. She was in her bed doing crochet. It is amazing all you can do when you don’t sleep at night. She refused to look at YouTube, she knew better now. Not today blue screen, not today.
She needed to train a lot to do regular stitches. It was hard when you see badly. So doing meticulous tasks had begun to be tedious, uh ? It was going to be a long week…
A voice could be heard. “I love you.”
She knew it deep down. She had auditory hallucinations about her ex.
Tag : @boba-tea-fish @hipsterteller
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