#i can't even imagine i hope y'all are staying safe

[derangedanomaly]

Hi, I was hoping to request a scenario with undertale bros, underfell, underswap, and horrortale. (Ignore horrortalenif itsnalready to much) and in this, reader is blind. People have the ability to heal blindness now since monsters got to the overworld because of the healing magic, but there's that 1% of people who just can't be healed. I would love to see how they would act when first meeting them and how they eventually grow to see them as best friend or lover. You can depend d if it's best friend or lover I'm fine with ether!

Thank you for reading this, and please have a nice day/afternoon! Also stay safe!

This is really interesting! Y'all are getting really creative with these scenarios. I like it! I also hope you have a nice day/afternoon, and stay safe! Enjoy! (Also, sorry for the delay)

Masterlist

UNDERTALE AUS X BLIND READER

(Undertale, Underfell, Underswap, Horrortale)

Warning: mention of cannibalism in the Horrortale part (not very detailed though)

UNDERTALE

They're both so considerate of you. They want you to have absolutely no problems while walking around anywhere. (Papyrus is your own assigned shield )

They're both very surprised when they found out that you're one of a kind with this 'defect'.

Papyrus will immediately want to be your friend! He will try so hard to gain your friendship.

Sans on the other hand will kinda avoid you. Unless you need help with something. He WILL help you. No matter if you're friends or not. He just has this respect towards you.

Who knows. Maybe- they'll want to become more than friends 😉 (Depending on your relationship with them) (this goes for all the following AU's!!)

UNDERSWAP

Sans feels this need to help you out a lot of times. Which makes you in turn feel a little "pathetic".. but you know he means well!

Papyrus will be around you quite a lot, because he wants to help you out whenever. (Similar to Classic, just without avoiding you)

They both just help you out. Though Papyrus does so in secret, while Sans...not as much.

Since Sans keeps in contact with Error, he introduces him to you! You and Error immediately click together, Error's short sight and your blindness is the core reason for your friendship. (Even though they're not really the same thing)

Sans is delighted that you two get along so well! But after a few interactions...he starts to feel jealous. (Lmao, you started this though 💀)

Papyrus doesn't want you to have any sort of connection with Error. He wants you to stop interacting with him immediately. It's worse enough that Sans keeps in contact with Error. (Let the besties be! 🙄)

UNDERFELL

Lmao, they don't give a shit about your defect. They'll still treat you as if you never even HAD any blindness. (That's so sweet though, wtf?)

Sans will probably make lots of jokes about blind people. (They're pretty much dark jokes)

Papyrus on the other hand will sometimes forget that you're blind, and will "accidentally" slip up. (Many times)

"You seeing this shit Y/n?" <- Papyrus 2024

Papyrus and Sans will accompany you a lot though. You'll be squished between them a lot. (What dream-)

They act like such brutes, but once they're alone with you, they'll turn into soft puddles. (Lmao. Imagine that.)

HORRORTALE:

Horror actually likes the fact you can't see him.. he thinks like that because he knows you'll probably be very terrified of him if you would've seen him in person. (Poor baby-)

Papyrus is kinda oblivious to your blindness, until Sans has to point it out to him.

They're both very much- worried about your safety.

Look, they don't doubt your abilities, it's just that you being blind makes you an easy target. The solution? SKELE-BROTHERS PROTECTION SQUAD!! (Papyrus came up with the name 💀)

They're very violent towards the people that cross ways with you. I swear- they don't hesitate to kill people for you.

Papyrus kinda turned you into a cannibal accidentally- he fed you his famous spaghetti 💀

But you know, you didn't know the contents of the meal, and was enjoying it too much. And you know... The more you had it the more you became addicted to it. (I mean, it's Horrortale. What did you expect?)

You knew that you were eating human meat at some point, since Papyrus and Sans kept dropping hints. (Aka. Making it obvious) but you were too far into eating it, this being the 10th time Papyrus served you Spaghetti. What's the use in stopping now?

#undertale fandom #sans undertale #undertale #sans x reader #papyrus x reader #papyrus undertale #fell sans x reader #fell papyrus x reader #swap papyrus x reader #swap sans x reader #horror sans x reader #horror papyrus x reader

[princessbubblenumbsblog]

Hi again, so the second chapter! I hope y'all like this fluff. I gave my best on this chapter, however this is my first fic and english is not my first language, so apologies if anything sounds confusing, and please let me know in the comments. Again, any spanish spoken will be translated in the end, so don't worry ;)

Title: One And The Opposite

Rating: Teens and Up (swearing, mentions of sex)

Summary: After filling the shoes of his alternate self in a parallel universe, Miguel O'Hara swiftly discovers that embodying a different version of himself is far more challenging than he initially anticipated. As he juggles with the complexities of family dynamics, with a wife and daughter who both expect him to be the man they remember, he tries to stay afloat, grappling with the pros and cons of navigating two lives simultaneously.

OR

A domestic Miguel trying his best.

Chapter 2: Sweet reunion

"Gordo, eres tú? Ya llegué!" he hears a voice shout from down the hallway, as the door slams shut, followed by the loud noise of keys rattling and plastic bags crinkling.

Miguel turns around to look at her for the first time, and it's nothing like he thought it would be, to say the least. He imagines it’s like if he were living life immersed in tiger illustrations, and then got to see the real thing for the very first time. It feels like he’s standing in the presence of a real tiger, with its raw power, the rhythmic pulse of its fur, and the untamed wilderness echoing in its eyes. His breath catches as he steps back to really look at her in awe.

Moving through the kitchen in a busy sway, she goes about putting the groceries away, all the while speaking almost too fast to understand like every Spanish speaker ever. It’s as if she hasn't even spotted him there yet — so comfortable with his presence. 

"... Tu hermano no deja de llamarme, deberías ver qué quiere. Ah, y el 'forecast' del tiempo dice que el aire será irrespirable por unas horas, así que recuerda cuando te dirijas a... estas bien?" She asks, getting on the tips of her toes to give him a kiss.

As much as he tries not to, Miguel is startled by the sudden contact, and it must show on his face because she notices too.

"Que te pasa, mi amor?" She asks, a look of confusion in her face that makes her look even more beautiful.

"I uh... I... Just got robbed." He blurts out. 

Even after a day of practicing his Spanish accent, English still instinctively surfaces as his immediate response — it's become much more natural than his native language at this point. The perplexity in her eyes immediately turns into worry as she puts a hand on his face and examines him up and down.

"Are you ok? Did they hurt you!?" She thankfully also speaks English, although with a slight accent that Miguel can’t quite figure out where it’s from. 

"No, no, yo estoy bien. I'm fine just... A little shaken. He had a gun." He answers, gently holding her hand back.

She stares at him, a twinge of shock coloring her features, then looks down at his hand. He gets worried for a second that even though his talons are concealed, something else might be giving him away. Something he doesn’t know about. He can't help the way his heart must be beating a mile a minute, threatening to jump out of his chest.

"Well, you're safe now, okay? Don't worry about it too much." The way she casually utters it confirms for him that this sort of thing happens frequently here. She only smiles sympathetically at him, not even asking what they took — if anything.

He sighs in relief as she says that, and smiles back, taking the chance to get a good look at her face. 

Brown eyes like his, a few moles here and there. Worry lines between her brows that paint a picture of a woman who hasn't had everything handed to her, or the easiest life. He can't help but think he chose well. 

"Listen, I can go pick up Briella, you stay here and I'll-" she says, swiftly turning around to grab her keys.

"No, no, it's okay, I can do it. It's fine." He quickly insists, knowing he has to use every opportunity to get to know his family, and his alternate version better. 

"Okay. Pero ten cuidado mi amor." She warns, placing another kiss on his lips.

*

He gets there early, watching from his car as some parents start making their way towards the entrance. While he contemplates waiting inside the front office — an idea that might be a bit excessive, though it would allow him to catch an earlier glimpse of Gabriella — staying in the car seems neglectful at best. So he settles on waiting near the front of the school until the bell rings.

When it finally does, a crowd of kids emerges from the building, and with them a cacophony of screams and voices as he nervously shifts his weight around, willing himself to stay calm while trying to spot his daughter in the crowd.

“¿Apá?” She asks, right next to him . Miguel looks down at her, startled. 

He must have been so distracted looking through hundreds of faces, that he didn’t even notice her coming up to him. It doesn’t help that she’s tiny, barely reaching past his hips, and the school uniform makes her blend right in with the navy blue crowd.

“Oh hi there! You scared me!” He tells her with a laugh, trying to play it off.

Gabriella blinks at him. “You didn’t wait in the car this time.” 

Uh oh. Is that bad? Maybe she was embarrassed of leaving with her father, maybe the kids would make fun of her for it now. He quickly scans the surroundings, seeing not that many kids leaving with their parents.

“Uh… Right. Well, I wanted to walk with you, if that’s ok…” He explains, fighting the urge to lean down so she doesn’t feel as small to him.

Thankfully she just shrugs, and turns to leave after he offers to carry her backpack for her. They start walking in silence, with Miguel more afraid of being found out than he was earlier, with her mother.

It’s silly, really: She’s a child, barely nine years old. However, his mind keeps racing trying to figure out what to say, what to ask that’s not going to give him away immediately, while at the same time reassuring himself that it’s okay, that she doesn’t know yet.

“So… How was school?” He asks, putting his hands in the pockets of his pants.

“It was alright.” She answers dryly, staring at the floor as she walks.

“Soo was it alright as in boring, or…?” He risks the question, wanting to know more about her day.

She seems pensive for a moment, considering him. “It’s just that the boys keep making fun of me and Isa again. Even Sam joined in, and he doesn't even play soccer!” She frowns, continuing. “They keep saying we’re never gonna play like Messi Jr because we’re girls.” 

He can feel his fists closing into tight balls when she says that. He knows first hand just how insufferable boys her age could get, especially dealing with Kron and all the hell he’d put him through at school, but he also knows that when it comes to girls they act ten times worse. 

So even though he has no idea who ‘Messi Jr’ is, he figures instead of speaking out of anger and cursing the hell out of these boys, he should at least try and help her with her insecurities instead. 

“Why are you worried about being exactly like Messi Jr when you can be so much better than him?” He asks, raising an eyebrow at her.

She keeps silent for a moment, seeming hesitant. “Really? You think so?” 

“Of course I do! You’re great!” He answers honestly. 

Miguel remembers watching her play a little fútbol prior to coming here. He had been surprised to find out how good she played for her age before…  

Suddenly, he’s almost overwhelmed by the thought of what would have happened to her had he not been here. He has a vision of this lovely little girl he just met being thrusted into a childhood filled with grief. 

No paternal figure there for her. A perpetual sadness that got particularly worse on every father’s day, an endless list of things he would never get to teach her. A constant wondering of what it could have been, what would have been like to have him there. 

He can’t help but feel glad that he could take his place. That he could be there for her in this way and fill this void. It’s an impossible responsibility, yet one he’s happy to take nonetheless. 

Shaking his thoughts away, he continues. “And besides, it’s like you said, right? What does Sam know about soccer, he doesn’t even play! Also, there are some great women players around the world too.” He smiles with a sudden enjoyment, excited to play this role the best way he knew how to.

Gabriella looks like she notices his thrilled state, eyeing him sideways with a curious look. “I know, I know. It’s just that it annoys me, you know?” she says, back to looking pensive. 

“Yeah, that’s… True. And the more it annoys you, the more they do it…” He admits, more to himself than her.

Miguel didn’t want to be a walking cliché. He didn’t have much advice to give her, besides things he really wanted to say but couldn’t. Like: She’s a lovely little girl, that he’s glad to be here for her and she’s actually so much more than he ever imagined, that she could be anything she put her mind to, and already he couldn't think of a single thing he wouldn’t do if she asked him to. No, that would be too much in too little time. Instead, he had to go with what was appropriate.

“You know, you’re gonna find people like that everywhere you go. I have people I don’t like at work, too. The thing is how you deal with them. But don't worry, you’ll learn that with time. it’s not like there’s a recipe for it, you know?” He tells her.

She keeps quiet for a moment, listening to him. Was that also too much?

But then she just nods in understanding as he opens the door of the car for her to get in.

*

“Not again, Gabriella. Again!?”

“¿Qué?” Gabriella asks, rubbing her feet on a rug by the entrance of the apartment when the both of them come in.

“¿Cuántas veces te he dicho para no jugar fútbol con el uniforme? ¡Mírate! ¡Estás cubierta de pasto!” María raises her voice, pointing to her daughter's legs.

“But mooom! It was just a quick cascarita! And I’m not even that dirty!” Gabriella insists, gesturing towards her white socks, which funny enough are covered in green and brown spots, especially by the knees.

“¿A quién estás llamando 'mooom'? Anda, take it off and give it here.” She orders after letting out a breath. 

“Sí mamá.” Says Briella, pouting and dragging her feet to her room, looking annoyed.

Miguel also drags his feet by the threshold, setting his keys on a hook next to the door. He takes off his boots, eyeing the three pairs of slippers nearby. Hesitantly, he puts one of them on, the irony in the mundane gesture settling heavy in his chest, the weight of deception tugging annoyingly at his conscience.

Since he’s already taken a quick look around the place before she arrived from work, he gets to inspect things a little closer this time around.

The entryway is adorned with sleek porcelain tiles that extend seamlessly into the living space. A smart home system panel mounted on the wall offers control over lighting, temperature, and security, right next to the hook where he hung his keys. To the side, there’s a wall-mounted shelf holding a curated display of art and what looks to be some personal mementos. 

A water bill sits on top of it, the sight striking an odd chord — in a time where holographic displays and digital transactions were the norm, a paper bill practically seems like a relic from another time — but also allowing him to find out her full name, which he immediately commits to memory.

“I think she thinks the socks make her look more like a professional player.” María tells him a while later, while slicing some meat by the sink. “We should buy her a pair of those so she stops ruining her uniform.” 

He nods in agreement, putting a plate down as he lets the reality sink in, that this is really happening. This is his life now. 

He’s married, he has a beautiful wife, and he’s also father to a beautiful little girl. And he couldn't be happier. Couldn’t have asked for anything else in life. 

It’s like he just woke up from a bad dream, straight into the life he’s always wanted to live.

Like he’s exactly where he belongs. 

So he helps María with the food. Luckily, he must be incompetent at the kitchen in every universe, because her instructions are extremely detailed, as they prepare carne a la tampiqueña for three.

María yells for Gabriella to come, and they all eat in silence after joining hands around the table for a quick, silent prayer. 

*

Later, María is washing the socks while he cleans the table, and Maná plays in the background. She grooves with the rhythm, singing and humming now and then, completely oblivious to it all.

Objectively, he knows that he’s hiding a lot from her, but his heart can’t help but ache a little at how she’s not intimidated at all by his presence, in fact, she’s used to it. For once, he doesn’t feel like a freak or a monster the way he inadvertently does among the other spiders. 

She spots him there, lost in thought as he finishes up, and says “I heard they’re reconstructing his larynx.” 

“What?” He’s pulled from his thoughts by the weird phrase.

“Maná. The vocalist, I heard they’re reconstructing his larynx to help the A.I replicate his voice better. Can you believe that!?” She explains “That’s why I’m listening to their original songs, I heard it on the news today.”

He blinks slowly, trying to figure out if he’s supposed to be used to things like these. “That’s… Crazy, honestly.”

“Right? I mean, the fact that we aren’t able to tell the difference for most artists nowadays is already pretty insane to me, and now they’re reconstructing the larynx of a dead guy to make a robot replicate his voice better? Come on now!” She remarks, turning back to look at him.

“I know, it’s so wild to think about.” He says, taking the chance to look around the room. 

Sleek countertops adorned in marble, bearing the scars of a few culinary adventures that her and his alternate self probably didn’t have the time to clean yet; Rectangular windows above the kitchen sink, lined with cheap plastic containers labeled “basil”, “rosemary” and a few other herbs, bringing a nice green contrast to the brushed metal accents; A smart fridge on the corner, adorned with Gabriella’s drawings held by magnets all throughout it. Some things never change.

He approaches the fridge, taking one of the drawings to inspect it closer. It’s a crudely drawn version of him… His alternate self, with exaggerated triangular shoulders and, most tellingly, what looks like a phone buzzing in his hand.

María seems to notice his curiosity, approaching to look at the drawing too.

“Listen I know, you must be still a little shaken from… Before,” She tells him carefully “Just… Try not to think too much about it, okay? You’re here, you’re safe. That’s all that matters.”

He puts the drawing back as she places a cold hand on his face again, gently willing him to meet her eyes. 

“I know, I know. It’s just… I was afraid for a second, that’s all.” He says, sincere in his words but not the real meaning behind them.

“And that’s okay. I’m here.” She assures him, pulling him by the arm gently.

The low hum of the city outside is a distant lullaby as they settle into the living room.

She takes a bottle from on top of a cabinet, wordlessly pouring two cups. He takes a sip, letting the burning soothe his nerves.

"I didn’t think I'd make it back." He lies, gaze lingering on the symmetrical floor panels.

Her hand finds his, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "You did, and you're here now."

“Yeah… I am.” An inward glow softing his expression, the sensation of a smile blooming from deep within as he stares into her eyes.

As the night unfolds, the room is filled with shared glances and unspoken understanding. María lays her head on his shoulder, caressing him. 

And he can’t help but think that this could work. 

This could really work.

*

When they go to bed, after making sure Briella did her homework and wishing her goodnight of course, María takes off her bra in front of him, and slips on a loose nightgown.

He hates that for so many things that he had considered before coming here, this hadn’t even crossed his mind at all. Hesitantly, he pulls off his own clothes, not able to help how flushed red his face must be. 

Thankfully, María doesn’t seem to notice this, as she’s busy settling into bed and pulling the sheets towards herself. He sits besides her underneath them, awkwardly stiff, and she pulls him into a sideways hug, humming quietly. 

"You seem so different today." She observes, fingers lightly tracing circles on the sheets next to him.

He freezes, eyes widening but trying not to look at her.

"Yeah… It's been a long day.” He says, clearing his throat. “I'm just tired, that’s all. Besides, I gotta wake up early tomorrow. You know how it is, work.” He explains, thinking it’s a good enough excuse.

She turns to fully look at him, blinking in amusement. “It’s friday. Did you forget?” 

He closes his eyes. Fuck.

“Yeah, yeah, right. I meant workout, you know? Gym? I just need some rest.” He corrects, pulling away from her a little and cursing himself inwardly for talking so much.

She seems to get the message, recoiling as well.

“You and your Gym. Should at least try eating those packed proteins just like everyone else.” She tells him, turning her back to him, reaching for the light switch on her side of the bed and then finally lying back down.

"Well, you know how I am," He says, turning off his side of the bed lamp as well but still remaining upright. She hums in agreement.

“Goodnight?” He asks, reluctantly.

“Goodnight.” She replies, sounding already half asleep.

*

"Gordo, eres tú? Ya llegué!” = Fatty is that you? I’ve arrived! 

(Keep in mind that ‘gordo’ is a wholesome way to call someone in spanish, and doesn’t mean she actually thinks he’s fat nor that she is body shaming Miguel).

"... Tu hermano no deja de llamarme, deberías ver qué quiere. Ah, y el 'forecast' del tiempo dice que el aire será irrespirable por unas horas, así que recuerda cuando te dirijas a… estas bien?”

=

“... Your brother won’t stop calling me, you should see what he wants. Ah, and the weather forecast says the air will be unbreathable for a few hours, so remember that when you’re heading to… Are you ok?”

"Que te pasa, mi amor?” = “What’s up with you, my love?”

“Estoy bien” = “I’m fine”

"Okay. Pero ten cuidado mi amor.” = “Okay, but be careful my love.”

“¿Apá?” = “Dad?”

“¿Qué?” = “What?”

“¿Cuántas veces te he dicho para no jugar fútbol con el uniforme? ¡Mírate! ¡Estás cubierta de pasto!” = “How many times have I told you to not play soccer with your uniform? Look at you! You’re covered in grass!”

Cascarita = an informal, purely friendly soccer match in Mexico. The equivalent for a ‘pelada’ in Brazilian Portuguese, although if you search for the term, make sure to include the word ‘futebol’ after it, as ‘pelada’ on its own simply means ‘naked’ haha

“¿A quién estás llamando 'mooom'? Anda [...]” = “Who are you calling ‘mooom’? Come on [...]”

“Sí mamá.” = “yes mom.” 

Carne a la tampiqueña = a traditional mexican meat dish

Lyla, play Mi religión by Maná :) Also you can read it on ao3

#across the spiderverse #atsv #atsv miguel #miguel o'hara #marvel #spiderman 2099 #miguel spiderman #miguel spiderverse #original character #my fics #shameless self rec #my fic #fic rec

[libraford]

we were suffering a ton here yesterday with the smog (we're more north than Columbus but still Ohio). got so woozy and nauseous just running around doing errands in a mask, can't imagine how the people working drive thrus, let alone the poor folks working on the road for hours managed it. hope you and the others stay safe out there and the asthma stays down.

also very curious what y'all did with the roosters. would a local shelter even be able to take them if they're not allowed in the county?

I don't really feel the smog until like the last hour of work, but it's probably worse for people doing more physical labor. I could retreat into the car.

So apparently finding a pair of roosters exploring the park unattended was a first for my city's parks and rec, so no one really had a protocol for it.

I called animal control to see if they could do anything about it, but last I heard they were still hanging out at Powers Park. There's a handful of people who seem to want them, so I'm thinking they might get picked up if they haven't already.

There's not anything that I can actually do as a parks person other than call to a different department. All I know is that I'd rather they be in someone's possession than wandering. I'd like to discourage coyotes, owls, foxes, and hawks from getting in the habit of picking off domestic animals.

[taintedsoul-if]

Hey, how are doing, dear author? 🌹 Haven't seen you on tumblr for a while, but I'm happy you still work on your IF, it has so interesting and unique concept 💖

I am doing alright. Been feeling under the weather as of late. Sometimes the sadness just kicks in for no reason with no explanation whatsoever and boom there goes everything you've been working hard on. But you know these days I've been improving. And getting back in the mood for writing. This time away has finally made me figure out something about what I've posted so far.... so that's a win right there.

Where are my manners? How about you anon? I do hope you're doing much better than me.

And most certainly I am still constantly working on this IF. I made a promise to myself. And I have to fulfil that promise. Even if it takes me five years I will get this game up on playstore. I just need to push myself to at least remember to write something every day. Work is hectic but we can't allow work to take away the little joy and de-stresser that I have. (There's probably no such word).

Recently I've been writing alot of openings for the continuation of dialogues that I believe could have gone further. Like for example..... the scene where the MC's "bio" mother woke up in a foreign world. I was thinking of expanding on that. Giving a bit more information as to why she was injuried and the current background she has.

Then I opened a paragraph where there was an injuried stallion pulling a unmarked wooden carriage into the wilderness..... inside that carriage is a vermilion eyes boy whose heart was ripped viciously from his chest.

Then I did an opening where the MC slept with Trysten/Trista for the first time.... 😫. The sex scene is one I am still hesitating to write. As y'all know I am a simp. Imagine if I start simping for that slag. It'll be over for y'all. I'm sure of it.

The year hasn't ended as yet and I do believe that if it's even a 20,000 words update I must can give it to y'all so don't worry. Just keep me in your prayers of motivation. 🤧.

Anyways that's enough babbling. Thanks for checking up on me. Stay safe anon and I'll see ya around.

#ask #lovely anon #writing #progress #babble

[dozing-composing]

Hiya! I absolutely love your Venture Bros headcanons, it's great seeing writers for the fandom, and I was wondering if mayhaps you could write some Jefferson Twilight x reader hcs?

Y'all Are So Sweet, Omg. Thank You So Much!!! I Really Can't Say How Much I Appreciate Everyone For Enjoying My Content. You Guys Got Me Smiling And Kicking My Feet! ❤︎ Jefferson Twilight Really Is An Underrated Character, I Love Him So Much. Hope You Enjoy!

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✦ Okay, so, I think he'd be the type to joke around. Like a lot. For example, say you both are at one of Orpheus's gatherings. He will have you cracking up by mocking his friend and making little witty remarks. ✦ Speaking of witty remarks, he can be VERY sassy. Imagine him with his hand on his hip and wagging his finger going, "Oh no you didn't!" ✦ Nonetheless! He is full of passion, and can make you weak to your knees. ✦ He'd mimic the same tropes he's seen in movies or TV. It's raining? He lifts part of his coat for you to stay dry under. Got a new outfit? He just looks at you in awe. ✦ The BEST hype man. Ever. He'll be cheering you on for anything. Even if you're doing something simple like drinking water. ⤷ "YES! YEAAAH! THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT BABY!" ✦ He's your greatest support, your rock. He's always looking out for you. If you need space, he'll give it to you. If you're feeling down, he's telling you how much he loves you and how proud he is of how far you've come. ✦ He'd get one of his magic buddies to make you a protection charm or spell. Not that he couldn't protect you himself, it's just.... he's not magic. Well, he doesn't have the same abilities his friends do. ✦ Bringing in my next point, he's a tad jealous of his friends for having sorcery abilities. He thinks about it so much that he gets a little insecure about himself. Add you to the picture and he gets panicky. There's a lot of "what if" questions. He just wants you safe and protected at all times. Chase those thoughts away for him and let him know that he's all you need! ✦ He would give you the fangs he harvested. You find it weird and disgusting at first, but it's his way of showing that he's constantly thinking about you. ✦ He would also take you out for night drives in the Blood Vessel. It doesn't make a difference if you both have a conversation or if you both ride in silence, he'll cherish every second of it. ✦ I also like to think he has insomnia. At least a touch of it. When he sees your sleeping form, however, it brings a new peace about him. If he can't sleep, he's still going to hold you and rest his eyes.

Overall, He Is Husband Material. Peak Male Performance. I Am Not Biased.

#♡ #the venture brothers #the venture bros #venture bros #venture bros x reader #jefferson twilight #jefferson twilight x reader #headcanons #request

[greenapplebling]

Bruce Wayne when one of his children gets a high risk surgery (or similar)

This might be ooc bc I'm basing him off my mom (like in the past incorrect quotes I made for the batfam) so apologies in advance for any inaccuracies

So, let's imagine Cass or Dick have to go through a high risk surgery, Bruce will:

Pack a small bag of necessities and stay during the whole surgery and the recovery

Bruce has to be talked into stop trying to do stuff that are part of the nurse's job

He got paler, has bags under his eyes and generally looks like he's 1 step away from breaking down

Other visits, like family and friends, tries to get him to leave the hospital to rest and eat a good meal but he only leaves when a family member stays in his place

When Tim or Damian visit (and this is the reason I didn't mention them earlier), Bruce quietly sits them in his lap and rocks them gently

Tim tried to object but after seeing Bruce's distraught expression he just went with it even if it made him a little uncomfortable

Damian was warned in advance and was told to roll with it and he did, even if he was wearing a scowl the whole time. Secretly enjoyed being nested in his father's arms though

Bruce does this bc the feeling of having one of his children in his arms, nested safely, breathing and alive is grounding to him. Gives him hope that everything is gonna be fine

He does this to Damian and Tim bc 1) Damian is his little son 2) he keeps forgetting Tim isn't a child anymore and 3) they both are still small enough to fit

Babs and Jason visit occasionally and brings some snacks and would switch place with Bruce if needed

If Dick isn't the one getting a surgery, he texts regularly to check in the situation and would switch place with Bruce during the weekends

If Cass isn't the one getting a surgery, she stops by regularly to check in even if it's for a few minutes. Her way of showing support is to try to cover for Bruce's absence as Batman

Steph and Duke go in groups to avoid awkwardness

Bruce and the Batkid in recovery usually have long conversations at night before bed. The Batkid isn't able to talk much but encourages Bruce to open up

Bruce starts talking about how helpless and useless he feels when he can't protect his family, even worse when it's about things he has no control over (like health)

His voice breaks a little when he says he wishes he was able to save his family

The Batkid tries to reassure him but when that doesn't work, they change the topic to something lighter

When the recovery ends and they both go home, Bruce ends up sleeping for +10 hours and his family try to avoid bothering him

Ok, so... Just a little angst-ish escenario for y'all :)

Hope you liked it (sorry for any typos)

#batfamily #batdad #batkids #dc #batman #bruce wayne #dick grayson #nightwing #cassandra cain #orphan #tim drake #damian wayne #red robin #robin #barbara gordon #oracle #batgirl #jason todd #red hood #stephanie brown #spoiler #duke thomas #signal #batfam

[forlix]

hiii, it’s me again, 🪷 anonnie

I’m so glad you liked the song! I love giving song recs, and music and lit are so intertwined in my brain so I’m thinking of the two together all the time.

now… onto ‘empty my mind’… spoilers below:

SO GOOD 😭🫠

idek what this trope is called but I love when one characters is soo devoted and desperate to do anything for their lover. like, just give everything up completely and do anything for them. and I love it even more when the target of their affection is immediately aware of this dynamic and feels so protective instead of, like, taking advantage of it? which for sure you can see jisung assumes will eventually happen, and he feels like he deserves to be used and dropped. but reader treats him so well like ‘no, you’re not a bad person you’re literally just a human existing. you’re doing your best baby’ like UGH! SO GOOD!

and then they actually talk at the end and get that closure? like jisung feels safe enough to open up and reader understands him completely. and this silent reassurance that is fully being vocalized really convinces jisung that he does deserve to be loved. and like, he believes he’s being fixed too which is so much development. going from ‘I’ll do whatever you want, I feel like nothing so I’ll be thankful for anything you give me’ to ‘I’ll do whatever you want, because you make me feel like something’. also there is so much care put into the metaphor of the ghosts that manifest in his nightmares representing his mental health that I can’t get into it because I will literally CRY! how reader handles his mental state so tenderly just wrecks me 💗

also, love the scenes with felix and the other members. especially when jisung and reader leave the study group. I imagined felix thinking ‘yes, she can fix him’ the whole time he’s trying to bring them together. and I loved the smut, car sex is always sexy. not to mention how intent jisung is on convincing reader that he’s not gonna leave, and then later during the storm she assures him that she wants him to stay. like YES HE NEEDS TO KNOW THAT YOU WANT HIM FOR MORE THAN JUST SEX

sorry for the short essay but I really wanted to say it all. I think next time I will just dm you but I’m very shy about interacting with people 👉🏻👈🏻 anywayyy, byye, take care 🫶🏻

hello my light, my love, my lotus anon, pls accept my apology for replying to this so late i wanted to store it in my inbox until it finally sank in that it's REAL and you're real bc what the fuck. i can't believe u took the time to analyze "empty my mind" so deeply and so richly i wept reading this the first time and i'm weeping AGAIN typing this out. thank you, thank you, thank you

re: the connections between music and literature, you're SO real for that. for most of my writings (except for the drabbles), i include lil playlists in the description so y'all can listen to the songs i derived inspiration from while writing :') i would be so curious to know your thoughts on the ones i chose for "empty my mind"! or if u made any associations yourself 🎤 lmk my lyrical genius

and i seriously fell over myself reading your interpretation of their relationship because that's EXACTLY what i was going for, like, for real, you hit every single point and articulated it so much better than i could if i tried. i loved all of what you said, but especially the part where the reader embraces rather than takes advantage of him. i like to think he got the sense he could trust her from the moment they met, so he very cautiously continued to give himself to her bit by bit as they grew closer even though he was deathly afraid of doing so. and it was all worth it in the end bc she's wonderful for him and wonderful in general (can u tell i love my mcs)

and it's so interesting that you used the word "fixed." i had to tread carefully around their dynamic, in part because i didn't want it to seem like she was hoping to change anything about him (or yk those memes that are like "i can fix him" and it's about the most toxic person in the world? yeah that was not her thought process). the core of their love, the reason why they work, is because she doesn't see anything that has to be changed in the first place. he is fucking perfect to her as he comes. so i love the way you described it: it's him who wants to change, not for her but because of her, thanks to her, because she reminds him that he can.

taking an intermission to fangirl over you bc

going from ‘I’ll do whatever you want, I feel like nothing so I’ll be thankful for anything you give me’ to ‘I’ll do whatever you want, because you make me feel like something’

the way you PHRASED THIS HOLY FUCK. A BILLION TIMES YES. you picked up on their very essence and i'm pressing consensual kisses to your mind because you read them (and me) like an open book

ALSO!! ABOUT FELIX OMG. you're so right, ofc our wonderful, emotional, observant lix can see the clouds perpetually hanging over ji's head and knows mc will be able to help him scatter them. my fav matchmaker

NEVER, EVER apologize for sending me an essay my star. you genuinely have no idea how happy your ask made me like it's not an exaggeration to say my heart is floating within me rn. that you took apart my fic so tenderly and so perceptively not only enforced my love for writing as a whole but strengthened it manifold. i don't even have the words to thank you as vehemently as i want to but just know i'll be safekeeping your words for a very long time to come 🤍

i treasure you so fucking much. THANK YOU.

#also yes feel free to dm me any time! asks are okay too! whatever you're comfiest with baby #i teared up i love you #*inbox #🪷 anon

[echo-stimmingrose]

Slight rant/ted talk

Trans People are People Too

So this person on tik tok responded to one of my comments, saying "they/them pronouns wtf y'all are still on that?"

One thing to note: I did not mention my pronouns in my comment nor are they in my name. This person had to have gone onto my profile, saw my pronouns and then decided that they needed to make a comment about it.

A ton of people responded to their comment defending me and other gender non-conforming people.

This person then went on to make a comment about what gentiles I have. 1, they have no way of knowing. 2, that's super fucking creepy especially considering i am a minor.

Many people called them creepy and they said, "it's not creepy, every woman has one" which is just incredibly false. Also how tf would they know what genitalia I have?

They continued to respond to other people under my comment while actively ignoring all of my comments, especially the one where I stated that I was a minor and it doesn't really matter whats in my pants.

The worst part of this though was their most recent comments. They said that "people like her make all the gays look bad"

They then revealed that they are gay/a member of the LGBTQ+ community.

To be honest I wasn't upset at first. I'm used to cis het people being ignorant bigots towards minorities. Especially when they have the cover of the internet to shield them. But a member of my own community? Not gonna lie that hurt a little bit.

I know it's just a stranger on the internet but if our own community can't stick together what hope do we have?

I live in the US and frankly it's scary right now. All of these bills and people in power who would rather focus on getting rid of the gays then helping the kids being shot I'm schools. It's so sad.

And to all the people telling people like me who aren't happy with our country "just move then" it is not as easy as you are making it sound. People can't just up and move across seas or across the continent.

I know they would like that though. If everyone who dares to be different would just leave and stop complaining about our rights being stripped from us.

I'm being told by my grandfather that it's not actually that bad. Maybe not for him, he's a cis het white man who only watches Fox News. I commented on one of his bigoted transphobic posts on Facebook and he blocked me and refused to respond to any of my messages. He then called my mom a bitch when she got pissed at him.

We're back on good terms now thankfully. He still has some effed up opinions on LGBTQ+ people, which is hard not just for me but my little sibling as well.

This is the same man who used to tell me to stand up for my country and the things that I believe in. I guess that only applies to things he agrees with.

Our community is being told to stop being so loud about our rights and maybe people would like us more. Imagine if we talked to women in the 1920s and informed them that we are still fighting for equal rights even 100 years later.

I don't care if things are "better now." Better doesn't mean good or safe. People are still being killed for this. We are moving backwards instead of forward. Don't they know history is doomed to repeat itself? Especially if they refuse to make changes.

I informed my uncle of the new bill in Florida about how trans kids are being ripped away from their families just because their families support them. He said "yeah that'll get fought. It won't stay for long."

But he also said that this bill would never get passed. I love my uncle and he means we'll but he still has a lot more faith in our country than I do. Which is not necessarily a bad thing. But it's also leaving him ignorant to a lot of the things that are going on.

Even if that bill doesn't stay "for long" as he says it's still a problem now. People are fleeing Florida and parents have already lost kids to this fucked up system. That's going to cause irreversible trauma on not just the parents but kids as well.

My uncle also says the biggest problem with our country right now is our economy. When I informed him I frankly didn't care about the economy as much as other problems, he laughed. "You're gonna care when you can't pay for anything to live"

The way things are going, by the time I am paying on my own to live I won't have the rights to do so.

Since before I came out I have always wanted to attend a pride parade as I've never been to one. Several months ago my mom and I talked about attending one during pride month. But now I don't want to, the thought honestly scares me.

I live in a small town in a red state. I hate going out in public because of the people in this town. I ate the way they look at me and my friends as if we don't belong.

My heart goes out to my LGBTQ+ siblings. Things are fucking scary right now. Please don't discriminate against your own community or else we don't have any hope of going anywhere.

Happy Pride Month I Guess

#transphobic gay people are honestly worse than cis het transphobes #lgbtq community #lgbtq #lgbtqia #gay #lesbian #trans #nonbinary #they/them #pride month #trans people are people #human rights #fuck america #america is a shit show #stick together #the government doesn't give a fuck about us #ted talks #lgbtq friendly #i hate it so much #its scary #usa is not a free country #make them listen #i need something to restore my faith in humanity #were fucked

[squipy-shippy]

Whatever happens... don't forget

Ship: morgen x dj cadence

Warnings: talk of possible death, slight references to dictatorship government???, Mentions of being frozen to death

A/n: can you believe this is about club penguin! Anyways I wanted to write something about operation blackout because yeah so whatever enjoy!!! Also yeah this is uuuh super short and kinda sucks but eh whatever it's y'all's fault for following me lol

The nightclub was cold it was dark. What was usually a bustling place for penguins to bust their moves and have fun and meet new people was no longer that at the moment. It was now a place where two love birds morgen and cadence had been spending their days trying to stay warm and away from the evil paws of Herbert. Herbert had taken over the island freezing the most important agents and creating what was once an island of hope and joy into one of darkness and despair. As days went on and the island got colder the harsh snow piling up along the walk it seemed more and more hope left the island. Morgen was looking out the window seeing the snow it was getting really bad out there causing morgen to get lost in thought before she felt a flipper on her shoulder and a weak smile appeared on cadence's face "hey let's talk okay.." she said.

Morgen nodded and followed cadence over to a warm area in the nightclub placing the slightly smaller penguin morgen in her lap. Cadence messed with Morgen's wig looking down at her trying to keep her warm "morgen....I want you to know something" she said sounding very serious.

Morgen had never heard cadence sound so serious sense her confession to her so many months ago. So she listened looking up at Cadence. Cadence sighed rubbing her eyes " you know I'm not as important to Herbert as I am to the EPF...but I am still someone who's popular on this island...I don't know Herbert's plans I don't know what's going to happen but I want you to know this!" She paused taking a deep breath turning morgen around to face her "if I get captured by Herbert if I'm frozen please don't come after me...move on...I'm serious morgen I can't bear the thought of losing you!" She said grabbing morgen by her shoulders.

Morgen had tears forming in her eyes her mind racing she couldn't lose her cadence had given her so much confidence and love she didn't wanna lose that "w-wah! No no Cadence I'm not going to lose you!!! You're not going to get taken!!!! I'm not going to let that happen!!!" She said in a panic trying to stay calm but the thought of her losing the love of her life was too much to deal with as tears formed in her eyes fogging up her purple glasses.

Cadence sighed with a smile as if she knew morgen would react this way "you don't know that morgen...no one knows what's going to happen...but what we do know is that it's possible...we know Herbert hates noise I make a lot of noise...I need you to know that if that happens to not come after me...move on okay.... we'll meet again some day but I can't risk making it out and you..." She stopped tears forming in her own eyes as if she didn't even wanna imagine the possibility of her losing morgen.

Morgen clung onto cadence not wanting anything to happen scared that in that moment she'd just disappear from her. She thought that if cadence left she'd go with her even if it was well...that didn't matter! What mattered to morgen right now was keeping cadence safe and right now she never wanted to let go as she sobbed into cadence's feathers. The other simply rubbed her back to try to sooth her down... neither knew what was going on to happen but in that moment at least they had each other...

#self ship #selfshipping #self shipping #selfship #dictatorship cw #talk of death cw #how do i tag this help #💽🐧

[pengdaw2nd]

NK is probably aware of the Lych Soul Freeplay bug.

For those unaware, ever since Update 31.2 (May 6, 2022), Lych's Soul, which spawns every time a skull threshold is reached, inexplicably has Freeplay scaling, which makes it much faster and healthier than it should be. If you played Lych when it appeared on Scrapyard, you may have noticed that Tier 4 and 5 are much harder than it should be.

A quick explanation about Freeplay scaling, every round past 81 increases Bloon speed, Ceramic health, MOAB speed, and health by a certain amount. (And cash per pop but that's not relevant.)

Keep reading for an explanation of why this is difficult, as well a my experience with the recent Lych event on Cubism, Easy Reverse

According to the wiki, this is what the health and speed ramping should look like.

Rounds 81-100 :

MOAB class bloons' health now increase by 2% every round. (r81 : x1.02, r100 : x1.4).

Every bloons' speed now increase by 2% every round. (r81 : x1.02, r100 : x1.4).

Rounds 101+ :

MOAB class bloons' health now increase by 5% every round. (r101 : x1.45, r124 : x2.6).

Every bloons' speed jumps by an extra 18%. (r101 : x1.6, r150 : x2.58).

I can't pinpoint the exact speed value by Round 120, especially since its not linear like how Health scaling is, but just imagine this makes the Lych Soul a DDT Boss, with nearly double than intended speed.

I can show you the exact health Tier 4 and Tier 5 get though. It's not noticeable on Normal when Health values are so low, but Elite makes it very problematic.

The base health of Tier 4 Elite Lych Soul is 100,000. Freeplay Health scaling by round 100 is 1.4x. 100,000 x 140% = 140,000.

The base health of Tier 5 Elite Lych Soul is 485,000. Freeplay Health scaling by round 120 is 2.4x. 485,000 x 240% = 1,164,000.

1 million fucking health, with the speed of a DDT that will drain 27 lives from you every 4 seconds while it's alive. What the fuck. For reference, Tier 4 Normal Bloonarius has 750,000 Health and is incredibly slow.

So, why am I bringing this up? The first week of Lych that was affected by this bug was on the newest beginner map, Scrapyard, on Medium Standard, with no restrictions as far as I remember. This map wasn't very farm-friendly with the lack of space, no water, and not enough space for a 10+ farm Monkeyopolis setup. You usually didn't have enough money to afford enough defense for Tier 5 nor could you make enough money for it.

This recent week of Lych was on another beginner map, Cubism, on Easy Reverse, with some hero restrictions. This map is VERY farm-friendly with an accessible 12+ farm Monkeyopolis setup, enough space for ~17 Merchantmen, AND on the easy difficulty, so everything was much cheaper and you could build money faster. Plus the only good hero pick for this week was Geraldo, who can make leveling Paragons extremely easy.

This was my final setup for beating Tier 5 Elite Lych, nearly 4-5 million dollars worth, all 4 paragons being degree 40+ (with the exception of Glaive Dominus being 60+ cuz I love them), a max VTSG with a temple buff, a fuck-ton of Spike Storms and the appropriate debuff towers, and it STILL wasn't enough to kill the Lych Soul within 4 seconds (1 life drain tick)

Even when Lych reached a skull threshold near the bottom of the map, where the 5xx Super Mines is, the Soul would run all the way next to my Boat Paragon, around the top triangular pool of water. It's kind of absurd how fast it goes, being able to drain lives like twice, even though I have over 1100 lives lmao.

Of course, I make it sound easy, but I'm an absolute sweat, this bug could make Lych Tiers 4 and 5 MUCH harder for someone less experienced than me, and that's what I'm worried about with this bug honestly.

NK making this week on a very easy map, on the lowest difficulty for slow Bloons and cheap prices make me wonder if they're compensating for the bug's existence.

Stay safe fighting the gravelord blimp y'all. Hoping NK fixes this bug soon cause I'm sure they dont know what the fuck causes this bug either.

#bloons #btd6 #bloons td6 #long post #lych #gravelord lych

[blaqpanther]

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#I'm scared to go to sleep #i don't know if I'll last through the night #it feels like my heart is gonna give out on me #i wrote my mom a goodbye note #i hope it reaches her well #idk... i feel at peace even tho I'm scared #i just have a feeling I'm not gonna make it #i can't imagine surviving with how I'm feeling #fingers crossed i guess #I'm not even being dramatic #I have never felt pain like this #please stay safe y'all

[thewaterisblackwithvenom]

I have no idea what the sh*t Dorian is gonna do but I’m already feeling the stressss so if I disappear or my activity is whack forgive me. Starting to get all squirrelly over this :’’D

#I mean it's a CAT 5 rn I thiiiiink #so even if he stays on the current path uhhhh the eye's gonna pass pretty close to usand CAT 5 winds? ahaha #I mean tbh I predict IF he stays on the same path he'll be more like a 4 or more likely 3 when he gets to us #but listen I have two horses and that's my greatest fear #worst case scenario they run free and I pray to God I'll be able to find them again #that fun heartinyourstomach feeling when you're painting your contact info on your babies so if someone finds them they can let you know #Dixie's vision is getting bad too lmao so yeah f*ck me #ANYWAY if I am SMART I'll down my entire bottle of hemp extract but I also don't wanna be sleepy #which really just makes me an idiot but at least I can sorta channel nervous energy into things #I don't like being sleepy but also I'm close to vomiting so mayhaps dumb*ss should just take some hemp #and doodle some happy/comfort sh*t dsklfj #anyway hope Dorian isn't affecting any of y'all bc my heart aches for the Bahamas rn... CAT 5s are no f*cking joke #I cannot imagine living on an island for that reason #you can't run and that's hoooorrifying #anyway if you in the path please stay safe and do NOT be stupid #we're fine bc we've been through this and have a ton of experience #I'm just worried sick over my babies #and trees #so yeah hopefully I won't stock up posts in my drafts bc I've been doin so good at keepin drafts clear #gonna keep doin my best but I can feel my brain shutting down and going into EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE mode lmao #Shut up V

[lucciluvr]

with an an s/o whose cat ran away (and getting a new one) ; headcanons

contains : cats. fluff. a lil crack. comfort...? use of the word mommy (wholesomely) once. grammatical errors.

characters : paulie, sabo, & zoro

request : "hii again!!! so umm... i read your rules and request guide. when i saw that you write for paulie- I SCREAMED 😭

hes my fav side character <3 anyways- can i request for paulie, sabo n zoro getting the reader a new cat bcs their old one ran away :(

mine ran away. he havent came home for days now 😭 i just need some comfort-" — @zorosq

a/n : hiii, maiii!! sorry this took a while 💀. scratching my head at paulie's and sabo's but here they areee. i hope you enjoy it and that it brings you comfort or at least make you smile. i hope you find your cat soon too :((. take care and stay safe <33!

paulie

lowkey didn't know what to do when you started breaking down.

he came with you to look around the area just in case your cat is nearby but when you saw no signs, he got the whole galley-la looking out for your fur baby.

he couldn't stand seeing you all curled up in your shared bed or the sofa with tissues around you.

once time passed, he felt bad because now you were alone at home when he was at work.

he battled his gambling addiction and asked you out to walk around town. he took you to the pet shop and proposed getting a new cat to accompany you.

you cheered up a bit and he was happy because you weren't crying most of the time.

whenever he wins gambling, he buys your baby an expensive brand of cat food as a gift.

a few weeks passed and kaku came to work with your first cat and paulie beamed with joy. he also got attached even if he wouldn't admit it.

when he surprised you with it, your reaction melted his heart. of course, he wouldn't say it and tell you to calm down.

just pepper him with kisses and he'd shut up.

he built a cat pen so that the two of them won't go missing when you're away and you can keep an eye of them when you're focused on work.

seeing you so happy with two fur babies and showing off the two is a sight that makes him red all the time, not that he doesn't like it though.

sabo

came home to you crying and you wouldn't answer him.

so he asked koala about it and koala said your baby was missing and couldn't be find anywhere.

lowkey confused where he could've gone because baltigo is in the middle of nowhere...

had revolutionaries search for it even in their own sleeping quarters and nothing came up.

he tried to cheer you up with being funny and trying to lighten things but you were still sad...

HE CAME HOME WITH A FUR BABY <33

expensive breed and all, he's very pretty.

tells you he knows you can't replace your first but he didn't want to you to sulk and be lonely when he's away.

he gifted you of a picture of you and your old cat, framed and all.

tells you that the cat will watch over you when he's away just like your son did.

he acts like the voice of the cat sometimes, it's honestly adorable.

TALKS TO THE CAT "you're gonna watch over mommy, okay?"

"you're such a strong kitty. who's the strong kitty? yeah, that's right, you are!"

teaches your baby tricks and manners like shaking hands and waiting patiently.

dresses him up like a revolutionary too 😭 steampunk kitty

chief of meow (cat name).

he always stays up so he kisses you AND your new baby when you're asleep before he continues working.

zoro

"it's just a cat."

"IT'S NOT JUST A CAT!" cue loud noises from the room and zoro emerging with scratch marks and teared clothes.

honestly, how it disappeared is a hige question because y'all live in a ship???

zoro couldn't fathom why it's such a big deal, just buy a new one then.

"HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF I BREAK YOUR SWORD TO A THOUSAND PIECES AND TELL YOU TO JUST BUY A NEW ONE???"

damn, that's painful, he actually felt bad for you after imagining his sword breaking.

still tells you to buy a new one though, because why not? you love cats.

with good intentions, he decided to look for him one last time at the island you stayed where he disappeared.

it was a bad idea. you lost the cat AND your boyfriend.

on the other hand, he found another cat that was starving and dirty.

you took the baby in and baam, new cat.

everyone would think you and the cat were inseperable but no, it's zoro and the cat.

the cat loves zoro and would cling to him when working out, and cuddle together when zoro's sleeping.

when zoro and sanji argue, baby scratches the blond cook. can you imagine the proud look on zoro's face?

you're a happy family. just you, zoro, and your fur baby <33.

© lucciluvr

#one piece x reader #one piece headcanons #op x reader #zoro x reader #roronoa zoro x reader #one piece imagine #one piece scenario #op headcanons #one piece writing #one piece comfort #zoro headcanons #zoro x you #sabo x reader #one piece sabo #sabo x you #sabo x y/n #chief of staff sabo #pirate hunter zoro #zoro x y/n #paulie x reader #one piece paulie #one piece fluff #one piece x you #one piece #op hcs #op imagine #op fanfic #lyn's

[ichigoromi]

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 | 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧| 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 | 𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆

Alright, just want to put out there that I do NOT SUPPORT cheating. I'm going to write one where I might just lash out at OMI. Hmm, I don't like cheating for personal reasons, but I just don't think it's right.

So, for my previous post, I want to clarify that he did not full-on kiss the close friend but maybe like a lip to lip touch only; that was what I was going for initially.

Now, I want to write something that really hurts because I'm just reminded of something.

But, this post might be triggering and sad.

Warning (s): mentions of cheating, strong language, hospitals and breakups.

a/n: omg i didn't know i was going to write this long. just's a heads up, i used the she/her pronouns!

Enjoy...

Sakusa Kiyoomi

You felt like your relationship with Sakusa was slowly breaking down.

It was becoming toxic for you and him; it was not working out like last time.

When you guys fought in the past, you two would make up the next day, but these days, he stays out and comes back once every few days.

You tried calling him and even staying up to wait for him, but he never came home.

All the stress from your work and your relationship problems were becoming troubling for your body.

Still, you want to make this relationship work. You have been together with Sakusa for five years, almost half of your youth.

You two have been with each other through ups and downs; you guys can work this out.

Or so you thought.

It has been weeks that you tried to meet him and call him to have dinner together so that you two can have a proper conversation and makeup.

He never replies to your texts or calls.

When you are out at work, he only returned to the apartment to collect a change of clothes and belongings.

You noticed that his stuff was slowly getting removed, and you dread the worst.

Hell, you really wanted to confront him and ask him for the truth.

How did you two end up in this state?

You confide in your best friend that you consider as your sister from another womb. Since you only have brothers.

Your boss was being extra generous and gave you half a day off, considering that you have been overworking and decided to make his favourite dinner.

You bought tons of food so that you two can bond again and work the problems out.

It was a good day, and you were feeling hopeful.

Oh, hell no.

You felt your stomach dropped as you noticed the familiar pair of heels and that customised sneakers.

You heard giggles and moans.

There he was, half-naked and full-on making out with your best friend that you consider as your sister.

She hurriedly stops Sakusa when she noticed you.

Your knuckles were turning white from your grip.

"So this was why you have been avoiding me? I see two of my best friends hooking up. Ah, you must be glad that I was a fool so that you two can fool behind my back, huh?" You let out a bitter laugh and took a deep breath.

"How long has this been going on?" You asked the two of them.

"Six months."

They have been seeing each other for six months, and you spend all your tears on these two people you trust the most. They were your world.

"Was it fun? Hmm, Hanari? Tell me? How was it fucking your best friend's boyfriend knowing all of our relationship problems? Six months...I can't believe it. I must look like a fool where I pour my heart and tears to you about my relationship, and you two were fucking behind my back." Your eyes have gone completely dull, and the tears were threatening to spill.

"Kiyoomi, I was the one trying to work things out and trying to make this relationship work. What about you? I know that you are tired from your practice, and you could not even bother trying in this relationship?

How about me, huh? I am exhausted from taking care of patients and trying to please you. Was this relationship all about you?

Hanari, I know you like him since high school but just didn't have the balls to confess before I did. I felt bad, but now, I don't. But, as my best friend, how could you?

I am over this. Enjoy my sloppy seconds, Hanari. I hope you two are happy. Thank you, you assholes."

You flipped them off and turn your back on them. Before you even reach the door, you felt a sharp pain on your right cheek and taste blood in your mouth.

"Well, I guess you can't even handle words that you need to resort to physical violence." You threw her a nasty glare and walks out of that apartment and both of their lives.

Once you reach your car, you collapse on the car seat in excruciating pain.

It started when you confront them, and you felt the sharp pain in the lower right side of your abdomen. You could not raise your voice at them as it worsens the pain.

Your hand trembles as you reach for your phone to call someone to come and get you as you can't drive due to the pain.

"Oh, why are ya callin' me? Did ya miss me?"

"Tsumu, can you come to the parking lot in my apartment building? It's urgent." You requested, trying to pace your breathing.

"What's wrong? Are ya okay? Hey, I'm comin', hang in there."

You ended the call and laid back on the seat. It hurts so much that you feel like fainting.

Though it was only a ten-minute wait, it felt like ages for you.

"Oh lord, I'm glad I pull Samu along. Can ya walk?" He asked you, and you shook your head. He tries his best to make a minimal movement, but he sees you grimace at every small movement he makes.

Osamu got behind the wheel, and Atsumu cradle you close to his chest.

You whimpered in pain and clutch on to his sweatshirt tightly.

"Where's Omi? Didn't he went home earlier to get ya?" You shook your head, tears slowly trickling down your cheeks.

He knew something was wrong but decided to not probe you anymore.

You were immediately wheeled in, and Atsumu were left to handle your paperwork. Osamu sighed and started contacting his girlfriend that he might not return back today.

Hearing that you were hospitalised, she told Osamu that she would be driving up there.

Atsumu tries not to show his nervousness, but as his twin, Osamu clearly knows that he is distraught for you. Your boyfriend was supposed to be here, taking Atsumu place, but instead, he was nowhere to be found.

You were in so much pain that you could not even drive and had to ask Atsumu, who is an amateur driver.

"Doctor y/l/n requires immediate operation since she has a ruptured appendix. May I know who is her next of kin?" The assistant doctor asked and Atsumu followed after him to wrap up the paperwork for you.

Atsumu watches you slowly breathe in and out in a constant manner and gently brushes your hair away from your pale face.

He called and informed Sakusa about your hospitalisation, but his teammate just told him that he was just exaggerating and you were just down with the flu.

You were still in a deep sleep from the anaesthesia.

"Hey, how is she?" Mira, Osamu's girlfriend, asked Atsumu.

"She just came out from surgery about three hours ago. So, she's still asleep. Her brothers are coming tomorrow." Mira lets out a sigh and gently holds your hand.

She heard about Sakusa from Osamu and almost wanted to storm to his apartment and drag his ass here.

"I think the two of them broke up. She called me and asked me to pick her up, and she was hunched over in pain. Sakusa left practice early saying that he was going to pick her up, but it was a lie."

Mira lightly pats your hand and heads out of the private ward.

After Mira left, you squinted your eyes and grimaced at the faint pain on your right side.

"Oh, thank the lord you're awake! Do you know how worried I was? What happened between you and Omi?"

"We broke up. He cheated. I'll be fine." Even though you say that you would be fine, you can't help but feel the hot tears spill.

Atsumu pulls you to his chest and pats your back gently.

"Hey, I'll be here for ya. Don't ya worry, 'kay? Don't waste yer precious tears on someone who doesn't deserve it. Take care of yourself, 'kay?" He gently wipes the tears away from your cheeks and places a light kiss on your forehead and heads out of your ward for you to rest.

It's all going to be okay, you still have other people that care for you.

He never came to the hospital to check on you after you collapse in the parking lot. In fact, he released an announcement about the breakup.

Your brothers held back a lot when they went to pick up your belongings.

Atsumu offered for you to temporarily to stay at his place until you find a place for yourself.

You knew that Atsumu has been by your side this whole time and his feelings for you, but you just need to confirm it.

"Hey, ready to go?" He arrived just in time.

"Tsumu, I want to ask you something and you have to be honest with me." You pats the empty space beside you. He sat down beside you and you took his hand and held in your small hands.

"Do you have feelings for me?"

He froze and blinked at you.

"I know. Since a long time ago." His face fell and he braced for the rejection that was going to happen soon.

"Loosen up. I'm not ready for a relationship yet but if you can wait, I'm taking that confession."

Atsumu's expression lights up and he threw his arms around you, careful to avoid your stitches area.

"I'll wait! No matter how long it is, I'll wait for you!"

Alright, I hope this does not change your mind about Omi. ITS ALL AN IMAGINATION. I love Omi with all my heart but I had to break to y'all the harsh reality. Being cheated is never pretty and with the right support system, everything will all work out fine.

This has been the alternative ending that I would have written for my previous post.

Thank you for reading.

Stay safe and healthy!

With love,

Rosalie🍓

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[ketterdam-it]

Hey y'all! Thank you so much for 500 on Instagram! I'd ironically just finished my beloved "Kanej Letters" series, but seeing as y'all loved it as much as I do, I decided to write this addition to celebrate!

This is a write/draw it in your style challenge! So be creative! Rewrite it, draw this or a scene that you think could come after it! Or write Kaz's response! I can't wait to see what y'all create! Ps. Should I make this a new series?

!Please use the tag #Maya500wiiys or #Maya500diiys

Dearest Kaz,

I hope this letter finds you well. The sea has been merciful these past two weeks, no different from when I last updated you, thankfully. Unfortunately, I've been quite unwell the entire time, the mornings are especially terrible.

The gulls squawk their hellos, so reminiscent of the crows in Ketterdam, but only from within my bedchamber. No, when I step outside it's an entirely different world, that or blue waters instead of black, at least on the best days, and far less screaming and shouting of drunkards- unless you count a few Rotty's friends of course.

I miss you dearly, often remembering the voyages you've joined me on, wishing you were here now, rather than very likely, holed up in your office. Won't you go outside for me, at least on the day you receive this letter? You'd better, I'll tell Marya to cut you off from your supply of cheesecake.

I do have a surprise for you, it's the true reason for this letter. I've tried to wait another week to respond at my usual time, but I simply couldn't wait, Kaz.

I'll be home soon, instead of the full 8-month voyage. I am on my way to you now, by the time you receive this letter I should be merely days away, days away from being within your arms, days away from our pets. I'll be staying for some time, the ocean needn't always keep me to herself. But I'm sure you'd like to know why? Why am I coming home early, only a month after setting out?

I'd love to tell you, but I won't. You'll just have to wait, I'm sure the anticipation won't kill you- Oh who am I kidding though, it'd kill me. We have a new member of our little family, my love. You can't even tell you, it hasn't even begun to show, but there's no denying it. Tryne confirmed it a few days ago, she's certain, though I asked her not to tell me whether it'll be a little boy or girl…

Kaz, I can't tell you how much I already adore them, how much of our new life I've already imagined. Tryne promised to tell us both when we arrive, so that we may learn the news together.

I'll be home soon, you must promise to keep safe. I know it'll only be a few weeks, but I know how dangerous the barrel is, and I know you, I know you think you're bulletproof. You aren't Kaz. Remain safe, for me, for our little one. They mustn't grow up without you- I mustn't be left to grow old without you.

This letter, I'm realizing, is fairly long, so I'll end it here. Keep safe, go outside! And tell everyone I'll be home soon.

With love,

Treasure of your heart,

Captain of the Wraith,

Inej Ghafa

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[topherfoxtrot]

Seeking comfort ✨

I've been having some tought couple of weeks and wanted to imagine some comfort interactions with my comfort character John Walker. Hope y'all enjoy it. I'll try my best as usual. The reader is gender neutral and this fic is sfw. Mention of death of a relative.

It's been a month since half the population of the universe got snapped by Thanos. I've received a sudden promotion. I should be happy about it but I wasn't. My promotion, like the promotions of many of my coworkers was only a reminder that the previous person on the job was not longer part of existence. They were not dead, they simply vanished. They turned to dust. Stopped existing altogether.

I left my workplace at five. The bus had less people than it used to. There used to be those "familiar strangers", those people you don't actually knew but who were still a part of your routine because you shared a bus ride everyday. Now the bus was full of unfamiliar strangers again. According to the avengers the choice was random. I wonder if in some places no one got dusted at all. If some families were somehow still intact.

I tried not to think too much about it. Tried to focus on the present and on those who remained but it was just impossible. Everything reminded me of the snap in one way or another. Like my home. Coming home from work used to be good, my parents would be watching tv, and my dog would jump in my legs. My dog and my father got dusted. My mom didn't, but she was in the car with my dad. She wasn't quick enough to grab the wheel.

Now my home is just me. It has been for a month now but I still can't get used to it. The walls feel so cold and abandoned. So empty all the time. I got hit by a sudden urge not to go home. On the bus window I saw the city lights and the people walking around. I saw Custer's Grove High School, the school I attended as a teenager. I left the bus in front of it.

It was already dark so there was nobody there and the lights were all off. I walked in with no problem whatsoever. There used to be security guards there, one or two tops, but apparently those were vacant now like so many other jobs all around the world (and galaxy).

My footsteps made loud noises while I walked around the school. On the walls there were colorful cardboards with the names of snapped people. There were also photos and poems and flowers all around. It all felt wack for some reason. Pointless. If there was a heaven those people were not there. Were they even dead?

The football field was still as huge as I remember. I never liked being there. I didn't enjoy the games or the cheerleaders or the mascot. Now though the field made me feel good. Good and bad at the same time. Bittersweet. I sat in one of the stands like I've done so many times in the past. I took a deep breath and the cold air hurted my nostrils a little but I didn't care. It was indeed the first thing I felt the whole day.

I dived my face into my hands and without realizing it I started to cry. The tears flew around my fingers. Even though I knew I would feel better eventually, at that particular moment I felt like crap.

"Tough times huh?" I heard a male voice nearby and jumped in surprise.

The man seemed to be around my age. He was wearing a military uniform, was blond and that was pretty much all I could see with the darkness around us.

"Don't worry" he chuckled, "I won't tell anyone you're crying in a highschool field at night. Otherwise I'm gonna have to explain what I'm doing here!"

He got closer and I realized he also had tears in his eyes even though they looked dry now.

"I'm John Walker, by the way."

I said my name and shaked his hand.

"This is embarrassing." I poorly cleaned my face with the back of my hands.

"No, it isn't!" John reassured me, "We have all being crying. I mean it's the only option at this point."

"You're right. I wanted to ask if you've lost someone but it's pointless. Of course you have. We all have."

We both looked at the empty field for a second.

"I used to study here." I said.

"Yeah, me too. I was one of those jocks."

"I can see that!" I said, pointing at his uniform. We both chuckled. "Where were you?"

"Afghanistan. We all came back because of the snap."

"You were there when it happened?"

"Yeah..."

"War is hard in and on itself. I'm sorry John."

"Thanks." He smiled, "It means a lot."

I smiled back and suddenly felt the need to talk

"Can I vent real quick?"

"Please! This is why I came here in the first place!"

We both chuckled again. I stayed in silence a couple seconds gathering my thoughts.

"It's just that...everything just seems so pointless nowadays. I get up, go to work, come back home and go to sleep just to repeat everything the next day. But I can't find any joy in it because the people I would like to share this routine with are now gone. You understand me?"

"Yeah, totally!" John sighted, "I'm just so glad my girlfriend is still around."

"Your girlfriend didn't get snapped? You're one of the lucky ones, I see."

"Hardly!" John chuckled while tilting his head, "I mean I love her don't get me wrong!"

"Of course!"

"...But looking at the circumstances. It's all fucked up. I wanted to ask her hand, you know?"

"Oh my gosh really??"

"Yeah yeah I even bought the ring already."

He stopped talking and I felt the "but" building itself inside his head.

"But...?" I whispered.

"But..." He snapped his fingers and the gesture actually sent a shiver down my spine. "Not the best time for a party is it now?"

I took a deep breath.

"I just feel so lost."

"Me too."

"I had everything planned out, you know? But suddenly all my family is gone and I don't even now how my life is going to be next week. I don't feel safe or organized in any way."

I felt John touch his shoulder on mine. I appreciated the gesture and smiled. Abusing of his kindness I placed my head on John's shoulder. He shifted to a more comfortable position for both of us.

"I miss before." I said, "The world wasn't perfect by any means but waking up in the morning surely felt so much easier."

"I agree."

John and I stayed there for a while enjoying each other's company and silent comfort. Eventually I took my head off his shoulder. My chest felt lighter.

"You're a true hero John Walker."

"Please don't thank me for my service!" He smiled.

"Don't worry I won't. I will thank you for being here tonight. It feels good to share the grief."

"Thank you for being here tonight!" John replied, "I agree with everything you said."

I smiled at John and he smiled back. We hugged each other really tight and went to the bus stop together. And this is the story of how I cried in front of captain America that one time. Before he was Captain America of course!

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