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thebucketpail · 8 months

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When You Accidentally Kill a Clown pt. 13

Pt.1 pt.12 Ao3

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Surprisingly, tracking down a ghost (which usually weren't very subtle, much more prone to glowing, yelling, and shooting things) wasn't particularly easy In a city like Gotham. Like come on. There were hundred foot statues everywhere, holding up the roads and buildings alike. The place was practically a maze. One that Danny and Dani were trying, and failing, to navigate when shadowy tendrils pulled them out if the air and into an alley.

It was dark, damp, it smelled bad, and the oppresive shadows were closing in, somehow maming it darker, but Danny wasn't freaking out so neither would Dani. She watched in fascinated horror as the tendril coalesced into a human-ish figure, pulling a gasp from both their throats.

The girl had void black skin with glowing white eyes. She was wearing a leather jacket with an obscene amount of spikes, matching her choker and the hairpiece that kept her onyx hair in a high ponytail. Her chunky combat boots were equally as spiked and intimidating.

If you asked her, Dani would say she totally didn't shrink behind her original, but she totally did.

The only thing about the shadow girl that wasn't intimidating, though it probably should've been, was the way she beamed at Danny like she was exactly the person she wanted to see.

"Phantom!" She shouted after popping her insanely pink bubblegum, "You're just the ghost I wanted to see! Come here." Faster than Dani could blink, she was crushing Danny in a hug.

"Gotham," he replied, patting her gently on the back and carefully avoiding the spikes, "Nice to see you to-"

"Oh my Ancients! And you brought a friend too! Come here little one!" Suddenly Dani found herself in her own bone chilling hug. And man was it weird. Gotham's skin was both warm and cold at the same time, and it moved. The feeling made her skin crawl. Luckily, she pulled away quickly to turn back to Danny.

"So Phantom, my shades told me you met Crane, and he lived!," she placed her hands on his shoulders and stared steely into his eyes, as though this conversation was of dire importance, and asked, "So tell me; what did you think?"

Danny looked taken aback, like he wasn't expecting the question and didn't know how to respond.

"Um- I don't really remember much to be honest, but he was kind of an asshole I guess?" He still sounded unsure and his voice lilted up at the end. Gotham looked unimpressed as she popped another bubble.

"Yeah, yeah. I know that part," she grumbled, removing her hands to cross her arms. Danny relaxed slightly. "The guy thinks he can become God just by gassing my people, of course he's an asshole," she paused to roll her eyes, "I was asking about the fear gas. You tried it right? What'd you think? Was it great or what?"

Danny blinked. "Oh, uh... sure? Great is one way to put it."

"Well," she prompted, "what'd it feel like? Didn't you like, see some things or something?"

"It felt like I was high to be honest." By this point Dani wasn't really paying much attention, already bored with the social call that had interrupted their search for a good old fashioned ghost fight, but that caught her attention. "It felt good though? I saw some of my- well not friends persay- but some people from home. It was actually really calming. But I assume that's not the usual response?"

Gotham let out a hearty chuckle that echoed like a thousand voices, and shook her head. "Not for loving no," she said, "personally, I love the stuff. But it makes people panic. Causes chaos I can't afford. As much as I love it, I can only indulge occasionally, otherwise the shades would spring Crane free before they even finished locking his cell." She smiled fondly, " I must admit I was a little curious to see how you would respond. I'm glad you're okay."

"Wait, wait, wait. Backup," Dani said, moving between the two and wiggling her fingers. A difficult feet seeing how she was almost a foot shorter than both of them. "You got high on drugs that only effect ghosts and you didn't tell me?" She asked, pointing a hurt look at her original who grimaced.

"Kinda?" He replied, "its really not something I'd like to experience again, plus the guy who sprayed me with it was a real nutjob."

"That's not an excuse, come on I want some."

A look of shock flashed across Danny's face, followed by a stern, "No. No way."

"Oh come on-"

"No. No fear toxin, end of discussion."

"Hey, just because I call you my dad doesn't mean you actually are," Dani pouted.

"Okay, ow," Danny said, pressing a hand over his core, "That hurt actually. But the answer is still no."

Dani narrowed her eyes as she stared up at her original, she made sure to employ every tactic in her arsenal. Pouty lips, puppy dog eyes, pleading, everything. Danny didn't budge. Eventually she broke.

"Fiiiiine, but we're doing something fun this weekend."

"You got it kid," he reached up to ruffle her hair and she bit at him. The two were seconds away from a tussle when Gotham giggled, reminding the half ghosts of her presence.

She stopped laughing when she noticed the two staring at her.

"Oh don't mind me, carry on."

"No," Danny said, taking a step away form his clone yo brush himself off, "its fine. Actually we wanted to ask you something." Gotham quirked an eyebrow at that and paused her gum chewing. "We sensed a ghost in town? Like one of the ones we usually fight, and we were wondering if you could point us in the right direction."

"Your town's a freakin' labyrinth lady," Dani added.

Gotham blinked and turned her head slightly to the side as if she were listening to someone over her shoulder.

"Oh yes, the one causing a ruckus in Upper East. I'll have one of my shades take you there and you can meet up with my knights. You know Red Hood will be there," she added, winking at Danny. He just looked confused.

"What?"

"Don't worry about it," she said, waving him off, "You're a good kid Phantom, I enjoy our visits, can't wait until you're finally King. I Hope to see you both soon." She pulled something rectangular out of her pocket and offered it to Dani before melting back into shadows. Dani took it. Once Gotham had dissipated she blew out a puff of air.

"She seems cool."

"Yeah, she is," Danny replied, suddenly preoccupied with the shade weaving itself between his legs.

"Alright come on," he said, taking off and motioning for her to follow, "I promised you a fight didn't I?"

Dani grinned up at him. Taking a moment to open the small package before following. Her smile grew at the bright pink strip. Yeah, Gotham was cool.

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Pt.14

This is mostly an interlude cause the next bit is taking so long. I'm trying to wrap up the arc so we can get back to fluff. Hope yall liked Gotham's return!

#when you accidentally kill a clown #bucket writes things #fic #long post #dead on main #dp x dc danny fenton #dp x dc dani fenton #dp x dc lady Gotham #we love lady Gotham #shes so punk older sister vibes #also no drugs dani #consider being chronologically as old as you are biologically first #and even then no

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dandelion-wings · 5 months

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Once upon a time @theabysscomeshome and I spun up a whole sci-fi AU for the Mondstadt characters, in which Kaeya is a particular alien species with 'cuckoo' abilities in which they can consume other species' genetic material and (partially) change shape to resemble them. And then @theabysscomeshome posited a particular scene that, for some reason, rose up from the back of my brain tonight when I wanted to write something short and cute. :>

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Adelinde isn't a cook, but someone has to supervise the boys while they're in the kitchen. Especially when they're handling raw meat. Kaeya is quite good about the precautions necessary, but Diluc tends to be careless about washing up, either his hands or the surfaces, and Adelinde would rather be on hand with the saniwipes and a few gentle reminders now than have to deal with food poisoning later.

"I don't think that's going to be very good," Kaeya says, watching with fascinated interest as Diluc adds even more honey to the dish of expensive steak swimming in what Adelinde has to agree barely constitutes a marinade.

"It will be," Diluc says stubbornly. "Emile made chicken with all this stuff last week, and you liked it, didn't you?"

"Yeah, but I think he *measured* it. And that was chicken. This is... cow, right?"

"This is beef steak," Adelinde affirms. "Master Crepus is trying to order more variety for you, but none of the shipments have arrived yet."

Kaeya ducks his head. "He doesn't have to."

"If he can, why not let him?" Diluc asks. He sticks a knife into the steak and swirls it around impatiently in the marinade, frowning a little. "Maybe some of it will be stuff you can turn into. You can't turn into a cow, right?"

"They have too much mass. And quadruped body-plans aren't fun with tentacles. I don't have enough to hold myself steady if I split them four ways like that, and I have to stretch the space between them *really* far. It's like doing splits."

"Ow." Diluc grimaces.

So does Kaeya, and Adelinde smiles at how closely he mimics the expression. She doesn't know who might have contributed to the appearance he tends towards at home--a conventionally genemodded human, dark-skinned and blue-haired, much more slender and fineboned than the Ragnvindrs--but there's a slight similarity to them nonetheless. Something about the nose, and cheekbones, and temples. Had Master Crepus given him a bit of his blood, to bring him closer to the family? It's the sort of thing she could imagine him doing.

Turning back to his creation, Diluc frowns critically at the marinade--pinkish at the moment from the Gallian salt he'd added earlier, and darker now with the honey--and hops off his chair. "It needs more ginger," he tells Kaeya, turning to say it over his shoulder, and trips over the leg of the chair beside him.

He tumbles, instinctively flailing. Adelinde leaps just as instinctively to catch him. The knife slices deep into the meat of her palm.

She shrieks, fumbling for the knife as it slips free to fall towards the floor, not quite catching it as Diluc's weight slams into her. He yells too, surprise turning to alarm, scrambling up and trying to go for the knife himself. Kaeya ducks in and grabs it, tosses it clattering to the table.

"That looks like it hurts," he says, staring at Adelinde's hand with his one visible eye very wide, but otherwise looking entirely calm.

Diluc is panicking enough for the both of them. "Addie! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, are you okay?"

"It's fine," Adelinde says, her voice unexpectedly calm to her own ears. She feels as if she's looking at the situation from some remove, the throbbing pain in her palm distant and faraway, everything at a remove as if she's underwater. "Go get a first aid kit, Diluc."

"I'm *sorry*," Diluc says again, miserably, and bolts out of the room.

Adelinde stares down at the cut on her palm a moment more, watching blood pulse from it, running down her wrist to soak her sleeve. It's quite deep, and that's quite a lot of blood. He'd been using the knife to poke the raw steaks, she remembers, and there were all those questionable foodstuffs in his mixture, so she'll need to clean it quite thoroughly, and then use a strong disinfectant. She takes a step towards the sink and feels herself sway.

"Here," Kaeya says, appearing at her elbow--her other elbow, conscientiously away from the blood. He pushes a clean towel into her uninjured hand. "Wrap it up."

"I need to wash it."

"There's enough blood to have flushed it out. Put the strongest grade of disinfectant in the kit on and you should be fine," Kaeya says, still very calm, with an expertise beyond his years. He reaches out, takes the towel back, and winds it quickly around her hand twice, twisting it tight. "There you are. Hold that in place."

"Thank you," Adelinde says, taking the ends where he's twisted them together.

"You should sit down," Kaeya adds, pushing her towards the chair Diluc had tripped over. "You look woozy."

"Thank you," Adelinde says again, as he pulls the chair out for her, and sits down.

Diluc is back moments later, banging into the doorframe as he rushes through, Master Crepus right on his heels. "I got the kit. Right here, Father, I cut her- it really was an accident!"

"You didn't cut me. It was my mistake."

"I was the one who tripped!"

"Now, now, let's not go assigning blame," Master Crepus says, gently, and pulls the other chair up, takes the kit from Diluc, and reaches for Adelinde's towel-wrapped hand. "You did well, Diluc. You and Kaeya go find the cook on duty and tell them we'll need this kitchen cleaned up, all right? They might need your help with it."

It's embarrassing to be fussed over by the master of the house himself, but he's clearly here to soothe Diluc, and Adelinde lets him unwrap her hand, setting the towel aside by the knife, and wipe it clean and apply disinfectant and liquid bandages in equal and excessive measure. By the time they're back with the night cook, she's all patched up, and Diluc is visibly calmed by seeing her so. Though the feeling of distance has eased, Adelinde is now absurdly tired for such a small affair; she can only smile, reassure him, and leave him and Kaeya to their father when she's kindly dismissed to go to bed. She leaves the clean-up behind for the boys to help with as a comforting penance.

It isn't until the next morning, when she wakes to her blood-soaked dress on the floor and guiltily takes it down to the laundry, that she thinks of that bloody towel again. It's sitting on the same shelf where she sets down her dress, for the human launderer to give personal attention. There's far less blood than she remembered when she set it aside, and the terrycloth is stiff and peaked, with little indents as if left by sharp teeth.

When she goes to collect the boys for their tutoring that morning, there's... *something* different about Kaeya's face. Very slightly. In the chin, she thinks. She doesn't ask, but when they pass a mirror in the hallway, she glances over to look at her own face in it. Then she looks down at him again, more clearly recognizing her own jawline.

"Thank you again for your help last night," she tells him.

He ducks his head again, mumbling at the floor, "I just wanted to help. Diluc was already getting the medkit. It would've been fine, probably, but you were in shock, so...."

Ah. Yes, that makes sense now. "I was, and I wouldn't have thought to sit down on my own, so you might have saved me from injuring myself further. I'm glad you were there."

"But...." He looks up at her sideways. "Diluc wouldn't have had the knife in the first place if he hadn't been trying to make something for me."

"I'm still glad you're here, Kaeya. We all care for you, you know." She smiles at him. "You're part of the family."

Straightening slowly, he smiles back, tentative and shy. There's a bit of her own smile in there now, along with a bit of Master Crepus' and Diluc's, along with whoever else he knew before he came here whom he loved enough to want to take on a little part of them. Adelinde is honored to be among them.

#fic bits #kaeya is a bundle of knives behind a smile #adelinde deserves a pay raise

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hotpinkmoon · 2 years

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What is Seth like?

Seth is a soft spoken guy who has extreme social anxiety. He's very reserved and tends to mumble stuff to himself or thinks too much inside his head sometimes. He can be very nervous, cautious, and a bit naive when it comes to people.

He's very polite and gentle but easily frighten and tends to overact dramatically. He screams, cries and frantically moves around like a scared wild animal. I know Seth is the most skittish compared to the rest of my guys but that doesn't mean he's the most safest. He has exceptional knowledge of how the human body works, weakness, and is eerily fascinated by it.

I mentioned before he sells organs, human flesh, and stuff. He sells them to either Max or his customers on the Internet. Do you need 20 pounds of fresh human meat to make a cake? You need a blanket of human skin to keep you warm? You want eyeballs, tongue, hands, teeth, feet and hair for an art project or a fetish? Seth got you covered, just visit his website to contact him and he'll deliver it to you.

When Seth works, he becomes unusually calm and apathetic. His movements become robotic, calculating, and never ending until he removes every organ from your body. I'm not saying this is his true hidden personality, this is him in work mode and he takes it very seriously. He cuts, dissects, and talks to his victims about how your body reacts and functions too casually while they scream and cry. If the victim keeps screaming or moving too much he usually drugs them or shushes them like a parent to a child to keep it down. Seth victims are mostly from Max and James to collect but his pickings are random people.

After he's done, he separates the important things to sell and the things to keep for his hobby. His hobby is making flesh and blood figurines or tiny glued bone sculptures. He sometimes talks to his belongings or pulls it apart and puts it back together again in a different way. This is just a normal afternoon for him besides thinking about you.

Speaking of you, MC 👁️👁️, if you want his attention you need to show him your harmless and give him simple kindness. He starts to think your kindness is you giving him romantic interests and will start stalking you. He starts collecting your hair from your brush/comb, your clothes to smell, give you fleshy gifts and trying to find where you usually are everyday and watch you. He wants to talk to you and ask you out on a date but he's so scared. You staring at him with your gorgeous eyes makes him have a heart attack out of cuteness and anxiousness.

Unlike the rest of my guys, who want some type of control or limit your freedom, Seth doesn't do that. He is the only one who never lays a hand on you if you are his love interest and will find some way to make him like you. He will still love you if you cheated on him, or snitch him to the police. He can't seem to hate you, and will gladly die from your hands. He worships you, you're nothing but perfection to him and wants you to praise him. When it comes to kidnapping you, it might take a few years or out of the blue to happen. Just don't bother him at work or touch his "homemade things", or run into James and Max when both of them are in a business meeting with Seth since they will either take you as a victim or a love interest and cuck Seth.

#hpm.seth #hpm.asks #yandere oc

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titsgirlbuffy · 1 year

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any thoughts on how spike and angel show their genders when they where human vs vampires

Yes!

So it's really fascinating to me what bits of how they present themselves do or don't change through the centuries. And I can't tell which bits of this is for, like, internal reasons, and what's a response to the changing cultural ideas of what makes a man.

We've talked before about how Spike (as a vampire) seems to see himself as a masculine object - talking about himself as the corpse of a man (like in Once More With Feeling), like he's being animated by his obsession with Buffy as much as he is by the vampirism. And with the whole "I know I'm a monster, but you treat me like a man" thing too, for Spike the vampire there's this recurring thing of A Man being not something he Is so much as something he'd like to be.

I've only seen the one scene of him as a human man so some of this was outsourced to @transangelus who's watched Buffy many times. But the thing about human Spike is he also tied a lot of himself to the women in his life, clinging both to his mother and to the women he tries to seduce with terrible poetry, even (especially?) when that's unsuccessful. Spike as a human man is... not wholly successful just in general, actually.

From an article on Victorian masculinity and how it affects our present understanding, "Victorian public school boys were strong, stoical and athletic – ready to die for their country, but not to talk about their feelings." Now, that sounds like pretty much the opposite of what we've seen of William Pratt, a man who was:

Not a successful poet

Wrote primarily about his emotions

No indication that he was good at sports

Not physically intimidating

Left handed

Bad at seducing women

Bullied by other men

Defined by his relationships (and lack thereof) to women

I don't think I'd say Spike was "womanly" as a human, but he wasn't living up to what it meant to be a "man".

A lot of that is tied to not being physically powerful and not having a girlfriend - the reverse of which is pretty inherent to his vampire self. But somehow, as a vampire, he's Still drawn to nonconformity, wearing his woman's coat (stolen from Nikki Wood's dead body in the 70s), painting his nails black (the most masculine colour he could have chosen but like... this is during the era of "metrosexual", when even the fact that he puts products in his hair could be taken as a non-masculine trait), naming himself after a Thing Of Violence rather than keeping the cool manly William the Bloody, generally doing non-masculine stuff he wouldn't have had a chance to do as a human man. I think the main difference between his modern vampire self and his Victorian human self is that now the non-masculine facets of Spike's presentation are a choice rather than a failure. Every time he insults a man for being effeminate, it feels... well I'm not sure Exactly how self aware Spike is, but it feels like he's trying to get under their skin more than legit pick on them for being girly or gay yk?

Angel's pretty similar in some ways. Seen as a failure by his parental figure - that failure being tied to masculinity (direct quote from Angel's human father: "It’s a son I wished for – a man – instead God gave me you"). But from what we saw of Angel as a human... unless I'm missing some history info about 1700s Ireland, there's nothing non-masculine I can see! Angel as a human:

Used a man's name (Liam - the Irish version of William, interestingly)

Kept his hair long (in fashion at the time)

Regularly had sex with women (from an article about masculinity in this time period - "From around 1720 [...] the dominant, hegemonic man is no longer defined by his house-holding status and his good domestic and Christian order but by the fact that he desires and has sex only with women.")

Angel as a human didn't seem happy, or even content, with his masculinity. He sought for it and, like Spike, was accused of falling short. And I hate to say any bullies were right, but I Do think the "not a man" accusations were speaking to something inherent about Angel rather than any failures to live up to a cultural standard of masculinity.

Vampire Angel is interesting. I mean, taking the name "Angel" (not the most masculine of names) is one thing, but even (especially?) while soulless his masculinity is... not quite right, I'll say.

Angelus kept his look pretty much the same throughout his relationship with Darla - and while that shifted from being classically masculine to being more effeminate as the centuries passed, since he was going around with a 1600s women (who wouldn't care about such things) and acting as the family patriarch, any nonconformity was way less of a big deal. But once he gets a soul? He goes right back to forcing himself into cultural norms.

In the 50s he cut his hair and dressed like a greaser. In the 70s he kept it long but started wearing low cut shirts and leather jackets - possibly his least conformative souled era and it went badly enough to send him back to eating rats in the sewers. In the 90s and early 00s - with a brief break for Angelus to wear some eyeliner (imitating Spike? Imitating what he believes to be corruptive?) - he puts on such a strong facade of masculinity that the man posing as his Swami asks "Why do you hate yourself?", before saying that Angel consists of "The image you work so hard to create and the real you." (personal note - Angel refers to his demonic side as "it" during that conversation). Combined with how many times he's given the opportunity to take on something feminine and either Immediately reacts with fear and anger, or tries it out very happily before someone else sees or questions? Plus the refusal of the titles man, boy, Mr..... I can only see Angel's masculinity as an intentional facade covering something he's terrified of. Two things, actually. The internal calls to the feminine and to the demonic.

So... yeah! TL;DR - Human!Spike = struggling man tied to relationships with women, Vampire!Spike = successfully nonconforming corpse seeking personal masculinity in relationships with women. Human!Angel = successfully masculine in theory but somehow still not allowed into male socialisation, Vampire!Angel = deeply concerned with emulating an ideal of the Normal Man, repressing womanhood and evilness as if they equally reveal him as something other than what he strives for

#so sorry for holding this ask Forever lmao #been having a time #btvs #ats #angel #spike #trans angel posting #that was longer than I intended sorry

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porcelain-r0se · 7 months

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If I may…

Please please please please infodump about the fairy’s, I’ve never watched that movie and would love to hear your ideas for them in mha, so go wild!

What do they do, where did they come from, do they have special abilities depending on which student they have, how they work, relationships with the students, etc!

Cookies? 🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪

-✨anon✨

AH! Okay, so I suck at explaining things BUT I will try my best.

Okay, so I'll go through the students that I've already made faires for, which in hindsight is only like 7 of them (Izuku, Katsuki, Kirishima, Denki, Shoto, Ochako and Iida) since i have an incredibly short intention span so if this comes out a bit late then I'm sorry.

Okay. So, in the Barbie princess charm movie they say that 'the fairies are to act as student's person assistants.'. But I thought that seemed kinda soulless, for their only purpose to just serve humans, i think thats a bit weird.

So, I made a solution for this. Since U.A is a school were teens learn to become heroes I thought that fairies could have multiple jobs, one of which would be becoming pro-heroes personal Assistants, like a tiny sidekick. So, the fairies at U.A are all also teenagers, they wanted to go there to learn how to work as pro-heroes assistants. So, at the start of the year fairies are assigned to a student where they will be that students personal assistant, this helps both parties as the fairies get used to working with the heroes in training and vice versa. (Also, yes in the universe there ARE laws against fairy abuse. Also that can get you suspended from U.A ect.)

Where they come from can be debated, typically fairies come from the forest or whatever. I like to think that fairies existed before humans and they had been living in peace for YEARS so when humans started to grow in amount at first fairies did try to stay hidden but quickly realized that if they did that then humans would most likely freak out when finding them. So, at some point, probably around the 1600s fairies revealed themselves to humans although fairies didn't really get real rights until the 1900s (cause humans are weird like that.) As humanity and fairyity (?) evolved some fairy families decided to stay living in the forest whilst others moved into human cities with specially made houses by the government.

Okay, I am NOT good when it comes to staying consistent with stuff so in gonna go into specific fairies now. Also, I SUCK at making names, so they don't actually have names yet 😅 but most things are worked out..

Anyway, here's Izuku and Katsuki for now cause I'm incredibly tired but I might do more, but for now these are the two that I've worked on the most

Izuku Midoriya

Okay, so again I don't have a name but her general appearance is 'She has a petite figure as do most fairies. Her skin is a soft lilac colour. Her hair is a dark greyish purple, it's long and silky and straight. It reaches her mid-back. She has long curtain bangs and a small ahoge. She has freckles across her nose and baby blue eyes.'

Additionally; 'Shes around 3.4 inches tall, which makes her shorter than average since most fairies are around 3.7 inches to 4.2 inches tall. Her wings are delicate, thin enough to see through, they are tinted a crystal blue colour. She can fly with them although, just like legs, her wings can get tired if she flies for a long period of time.'

I LOVE designing female outfits, so she doesn't have a set outfit but here are some ideas; (picrew credits at the bottom of the page)

So, personality wise, she is like a puppy, curious, energetic ect. She is obsessed with humans, she thinks they are the most interesting creatures alive. She finds simple humans things fascinating like cats and fans, since her family was one of the ones who stayed living in the forest..so, she literally was only told about humans existence when she was like 12, so you better believe she was amazing with the concept of pro-heroes, so being a fairy she went to a school where she could train to be the next best thing (or the closest a fairy could be anyway).

Again, in terms of names. I don't have one. PLEASE give me suggestions so far I've thought of stuff like; Ivy or Liliac

Anyway, Izuku, this man 100% knows EVERYTHING about fairies, he did his research. He knows U.A students get a fairy assistant, he has done SO much research on fairies history, customs, mannerisms ect. And you better believe he is incredibly gentle when he has to hold or pick up one of the fairies, he's also done his research on the best ways to hold a fairy to avoid hurting their wings ect. He also has a notebook dedicated to them and each fairy he meets in U.A gets their own page because of course they do. He also happy to answer any questions his fairy might have about humans.

He was awkward at first, being around someone so small did worry him slightly. Although, over time he got more comfortable around her, he asks he questions about fairies all the time. Unlike most people, his fairy actually likes listening to his rants and mumblings. Since his fairy is incredibly energetic and active, she barely ever settles down. So instead of sitting on his shoulder or in his pocket like most faires, she tends to just fly close to him, taking in her surroundings. She also has a tendency to wander off.

Okay, this is all I can think of rn for these two (any questions feel free to ask, my ask box is always open <3)

Katsuki Bakugou

(Not even gonna lie he's one of my favorites, I think hes one of the funniest characters on the entire show.)

Okay. So appearance wise; 'She has a petite figure, as do most fairies. He's skin is paper white, she has deep red eyes and curly reddish auburn hair, she has a side part and her hair goes down just to the middle of her neck. Her ears are pointy like elf ears, she has a small fangs. She also has small black earrings. Her wings are thicker than average, so she can fly for longer than most fairies, he wings are tinted pink. She is 3.9 inches tall, which is around average height for a fairy her age.'

Again, outfit ideas! <3

Personality wise, she is incredibly sassy and sarcastic. She loves stupid people, genuinely. She loves hanging around with stupid people and just kinda watching them, she thinks it's great. (Aka mostly Denki.)

Okay. Katsuki. You better believe that man did NOT want a fairy. I mean he already hates other humans helping him nevermind a literal two inch tall fairy flying around trying to help him, how weak did U.A think he was to assign him a fairy to help him? Jesus. Luckily for him, his fairy couldn't be happier leaving him alone to help himself. After all, she really only wants to be a pro-heroes sidekick to watch all the fights go down, see how much blood gets drawn, y'know?

Surprisingly, Katsuki let's her sit on his shoulder throughout the day...then again unsurprisingly he sucks at holding and picking up fairies he's always too rough or aggressive. So most of the time she just flies around him and sits on his shoulder by herself instead of relying on him to literally carry her everywhere, which works out great since it would annoy the hell out of him if she did.

Also, they 100% gossip together and talk shit about other people whenever they're alone. Bonus points for the fact that she can fly near his ear when he's walking and whisper insults about the other people walking by.

Okay! Picrew link: https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/1553437

It's made by AlliMocha <3

OKAY, so I had to rush this a little bit so sorry if it's a bit short :(

Anyway, PLEASE help me make names for these guys. This is also the first time anyone has asked me about any of my ideas ever so thanks so much for that <3

Again my ask box is always open so if there's anything that you guys want me to clarify or add on I would be 100% happy to do so <3

#g/t #g/t bnha #giant/tiny #fairies #mha #sfw g/t

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lady-lauren · 2 months

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Match Ups are always so much fun!! It's been a while since I saw one. Omg, I hope you don't mind me participating (English is not my first language, and writing in English is my weakness 🥲 so I apologize for any mistakes!) - My sun sign is Leo (I think we both are leo? O: I think I read it on your blog once some time ago but I could be wrong) Moon Gemini and Rising Virgo - My love language is gift-giving and physical touch - I'm not 100% sure what my exact aesthetic is, I think is a combination of Vintage (mostly 50s and 80s), Baroque and Ghibli. Kind of like "old fashion and history with colors and fun" - Hobbies: I have a big passion and appreciation for the arts (writing, painting, dancing, theater, fashion, cinema, etc) and I'm actually an illustrator! I mostly watch animated movies/series because I have a deep love for animation. I really enjoy fashion, and I'm looking for sewing classes to make my own clothing (I really like vintage-inspired, more specifically 50s and 60s because those are colorful with fun silhouettes). I love the topics of history, sociology, and culture and watch video essays and mini-documentaries about those topics (like the ones that talk about fandom culture, those are really cool!). -Misc: I don't consider myself smart, I am just very noisy and like to know stuff lol Also I've always been single (I was very shy growing up) so I'm not exactly 100% sure about my type of lover, I am open to any character! About my appearance, I am 5'1 with light brown skin, an aquiline nose, a long oval face, small eyes and mouth, dark brown eyes, and short, wavy, and black/brown hair (I dyed it brown but originally black). - I prefer a male character to be paired with! - I would enjoy some nsfw funnies 🙏🏼🛐 Thank you so so much!!! 🎊🎉

You mentioned history and my immediate thought went to: Dracula Mihawk, a man out of time.

He would adore your aesthetic of old fashion with colors and fun; it's honestly pretty close to his own. Mihawk is mature and bit stoic, but he's been shown to be very loyal, caring, and can crack a smile when it feels right.

He seems the type to also be fascinated by history, sociology, and the arts. He would be a collector, a man fascinated with how humans work and the beauties of life. He would be just as nosy as you, though, and he would love to peel apart your layers piece by piece and learn you so intimately.

Gift giving would also be his love language. Mihawk can be a man of few words at time, and he would cherish anything you got him and he would constantly be on the look out for unique things to gift to you. As a warlord he has connections; he'd find historical pieces, rare art, even gems to put in your hands and watch with curious fascination as you sorted through the history of what he's brought you.

Mihawk is a patient man. He could sit and listen to you talk about your passions for hours, he could take his time to learn who you are and what you love. There's no rush with him. He would happily dedicate all the time he could to letting you both learn about your love together.

#lauren answers #match ups #one piece #dracule mihawk

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collegeishardbutwritingisharder · 2 years

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Yandere Acromantula w/ child reader

A.N. Okay, so, I should mention that I am not a Harry Potter fan in the slightest but I do find the creatures fascinating. Thus I wanted to write some stuff with each creature. If any Harry Potter character does appear in the writing, they will most likely be ooc because I didn't read any of the books past the first one. Apologies if that upset someone. Also there will be some triggering things when reading this. If something related to the yandere genre, do yourself a favor and don't read. P.S. this is all platonic.

"Hello?"

I called out, hoping to find my parents again.

My parents and I were on a trip to Borneo and we decided to take a tour of one of the jungles there. Sadly, my parents continued along their way while I was admiring a beautiful flower. I was trying to find somebody from my travel group but instead, I was just getting more and more lost. The sun started going down and the forest was getting darker and darker. Tears started to fill the corners of my eyes for my imagination was making shapes and creatures that weren't real.

"Mommy! Daddy! Where are you?!" I shouted, running away from the gruesome creatures of the shadows.

A root was slightly above the ground and snagged my foot. I tripped and spun around on the ground. Like Sonic The Hedgehog's spin attack. I got plenty of different scrapes and bruises but the worse was the fact that my ankle got twisted. I tried to get back up but I couldn't put any pressure on my foot to get anywhere.

'Time to start crawling. It would be better than nothing at all.'

I used my elbows to dig into the ground to start inching forward. Plenty of rocks were digging into my skin but I had to ignore the pain to actually get far away from anything. Eventually, I made it to an area that was covered with spider webs everywhere. The webs were quite large and the silk was extra sticky. You could see the drops on each string. I was doing my best to avoid the webs but I'm not the most careful person in the world.

My arm got stuck in one of the webs and I couldn't get loose from it. I really didn't want to be eaten by a giant spider today. I was wriggling as much as I could but I ended up getting more and more entangled in the web.

"You poor little child. Got stuck inside of my web it seems. What is something as small and weak as you doing in this dark forest?" A silky, woman's voice came in my ears.

I felt myself freeze for a few seconds before and uncontrollable shake started to take over my entire body. My breathing became irregular and shaky. My vision was starting to become blurry with the tears that were starting to form in my eyes. I then felt a presence behind me which made me turn around slightly. That proved to be a horrible decision.

A giant spider was only about two feet away from me. I thought that spiders couldn't talk or if they could, then humans were just not able to understand them. She was covered in black hair and was making a clicking noise that reminded me of my father's snapping. She then brought one of her legs up to brush my hair out of my face slightly.

The tears that were originally staying put started to flow freely down my face. All that I wanted now is my mother.

"M-mommy..." I whispered to myself, thinking that if I said her name that she would magically appear and save me from this situation. With her in mind, I could feel phantom hugs and kisses from her.

"Mommy?" The spider repeated, confusion filling her being, not used to being called mommy.

The acromantula then started to observe her prey and notice certain features that she originally didn't pay much attention before. The little child's sparkling eyes were filled with fear and sorrow but also had a few hidden sparks of curiosity. Their hair was beautifully styled and was fuller than the hair that covered her and her family's bodies. All of the bright red scrapes and blue/purple bruises that were covering their nicely colored skin.

After a detailed scan, the acromantula decided to speak again and try to comfort the crying child.

"You are quite the stunning creature, little one. Especially for a human. Normally, I don't care much for appearances but you, my dear, would be quite a shame to lose. Now, it's time for us to go and meet all of your new siblings. But, let us make sure that you don't accidentally hurt yourself anymore. My birth name is Reina but you can call me Mommy."

Reina plucked me out of her web and then proceeded to wrap a silk cocoon around me at a fast pace. My fight or flight kicked in and I had panic filling my veins.

"N-no! Wait, please!" I shouted, trying to struggle to prevent the cocoon from being made.

"Now, now. No squirming. You don't have to worry anymore. I'll take great care of you. How about to build some trust, you tell me your name since I already told you mine." Reina said, successfully getting silk all around my arms and legs, which also ended all of my struggling.

"(Y-Y/N)." I choked out, my throat tightening from all of the crying and the fact that my fate was sealed with a silk ribbon.

"(Y/N). What a unique name. I quite like that name. Well, I hope that you enjoy your new home with all of your new siblings."

After making sure that I secure on her back, Reina quickly climbed up a tree, revealing how large the webs truly were. She was moving at such blinding speed that I needed to close my eyes for most of it. I reopened my eyes when I felt the wind stop flowing my hair. We made it to what seemed to be a giant web. I could see the ground and I did not appreciate how far it was from me.

Something else that I noticed was all of the giant orbs that were littered around the web. They seemed to be the size of a beach ball but I had a feeling that they were actually beach balls. Reina then removed my cocoon from her back and stuck me to the web. She cut most of the web away from my body except from my back to make sure that I wouldn't tumble down to the ground below. She then took my twisted ankle and started to wrap it. It was an excellently made cast. I just wish it was a human who made it.

"There we go. Now, I want you to stay off that leg of yours. You wouldn't want to go and make your ankle worse. I'm gonna go and make sure that all of your unborn siblings are doing just fine."

So, that's what all of the beach balls things are. They're her eggs. While she seemed to be distracted, I started to observe the web that I was stuck on. It seemed that the webs actually climb down the trees. If I could crawl over there, I can climb all of the way down to the ground.

I started to struggle to try and get off of my back but I quickly realized that was a bad idea. I don't know how to move around the web without falling to my doom. The web on my back was the only thing that was keeping me from falling to my death.

"All of my babies are nice and healthy. Now, it's time to ensure that you won't be eaten the first time that I leave you alone in the web," Reina explained, petting my head lightly with one of her legs, "And then we can have some well needed parent child time together."

Reina picked me up once again and started rushing through the trees. I saw plenty of other large spiders on the way. They didn't seem all that pleased with my presence. I started to shake slightly. Their glares mixed with the deep seeded loneliness of being lost were making near impossible to breath normally. I tried to take deep breaths to regulate my heartbeat. It only worked slightly.

"We're here." Reina said out of nowhere.

I looked behind my shoulder at another spider like Reina. Except he was a tad smaller then Reina. Reina took me off of her back before she started talking with the other spider. They started yelling at each other but I sort of tuned them out. I didn't need to know if I was going to be eaten or not by the male spider.

The male spider seemed to back down because Reina was getting really scary. He only nodded to her before going off on his own. Reina started to let out light clicks. They reminded me of the snapping that my dad would do to me when I was a baby to entertain me. Reina picked me up again and started to carry me back to her web. I was honestly getting really sick of being carried around like I'm some sort of doll for Reina. But I know better than to try and get out of this. Falling to my death isn't better.

We made it back and Reina stuck me on my back once again. She kept on clicking but she was adding more webs around my body. She stuck my hands and legs into a star fish position and I couldn't move at all. After she was pleased with what she done, Reina just laid down near me.

"There you go, all tucked in and safe. Now, let's bring your siblings over."

Reina then rolled all 100 eggs over to where I was stuck and next thing that I knew was that I was surrounded by all of the soft squishy eggs. Reina then crawled over the eggs carefully before lying down on top of me.

"There we go. Now, you won't freeze half way through the night."

Reina then closed her eyes and started click rhythmically. The clicks started to make me drift off to sleep as well. It was like some sort of lullaby.

I don't know how long I was out for. When I came to, Reina wasn't there but I was still surrounded by all of the eggs. The ones that were closest to me were actually tapping me which I found odd. It was like the baby spiders were trying to get close to me.

"Awwww, how adorable."

Reina' voice flooded my ears and freaked me out. I jolted my head towards her and saw her with an animal carcass.

"W-What's adorable?"

"That my babies are already growing close to you! I was worried that they were too far within their growing process to like someone other than their Mommy. But now my fears are fictional."

Reina placed the animal down before crawling over to me. My fear was renewed and I tried to struggle once again but the webs were still really strong. Reina laid down on me again and started clicking.

This became a sort of pattern for the next few weeks. I would wake up, my 'siblings' would be all around me, and Reina would come back with some sort of food for us. My ankle finally healed and Reina spent an entire week to teach me how to walk on the webs. It actually a lot of fun to crawl over each of the lines!

One day, when Reina was out and I finally worked up the courage to crawl down one of the trees, something started happening to the eggs. Cracks started to form all over the shells. Panic was starting to form in my stomach and made me kick my movements into high gear.

I was walking as quickly as I could around the web to reach one of the trunks but before I could reach it, I was tackled to the web by one of the newly hatched spiders.

"Sibling! Sibling! Sibling!" All of the new born spiders started chanting around me.

"H-he-hey! N-n-n-no. I'm not your sibling."

"Yes, you are! We recognize you!"

I kept trying to distract all of the young ones but eventually, I was being chased around the web in a weird version of tag. Thankfully, I ended up tiring a few of them out but in the end, I was the one who ended up losing all of their energy. The not tired spiders crawled on top of me once again while the more tired once crawled onto the dog pile.

I tried to squirm my way out from underneath all of the children but I couldn't move an inch. My vision started to fade. I guess that I was more tired than I originally guessed. I woke up to Reina's laughter. I felt her legs lightly stroking my head.

"This is such a welcoming scene to come back to. My babies hatched and to see them cuddling their older sibling. This is everything that I could have dreamed of when I took you in. The best part is that I can sense that you are not of wizard heritage. Which means that you can't use powers to get away from us, plus anybody who might try to look for you wouldn't know that we exist. What a perfect scenario."

My mind went blank at her words. Wizards are real. I shouldn't be too surprised considering I'm having a conversation with a spider right now. I heard a tiny yawn before a shout of "Mother!" was sounded.

All of the tiny spiders crawled off of me and started to crawl on Reina. I started to try and crawl backwards towards a tree trunk but Reina took notice of my movements and shot out of silk, sticking my leg to the web.

"Now, now, (Y/N). I know that you're as excited as I am but you must stay here for now. Now, my children, I'm hoping that your older siblings did a good job of entertaining and taking care of you while I was gone. Who's hungry though? I've got a lot of delicious food for all of us to feast upon." Reina spoke, successfully getting all of the young spiders crawling towards the food.

Reina watched over her children before turning her gaze towards me. I started shaking because now, I had no chance of escaping this web. Why couldn't the children have hatched tomorrow?!

"Come now, my child. We must feast as well."

Reina sliced through her web and held out her leg for me to grab. She was glaring at me, sort of taunting me to disobey her. I forced myself to grab her leg and I started walking to the food.

"That's my good child."

#yandere #tw yandere #yandere x reader #platonic yandere #yandere creature #Arachnophobia

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mommyymunson · 2 years

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The Freak’s Superhero//Chapter Two: Batter up! (An Eddie Munson Fanfic)

Chapter 1! - https://mommyymunson.tumblr.com/post/690691192770510848/the-freaks-superherochapter-one-escaping-his

I was always meant to be Papa's ultimate weapon. The most gifted, the most powerful, the one with the most tricks up her sleeve. That's why he kept me the most secret, he could do whatever he needed in order to make his task come true. Using torture as training to be able to do anything that was related to the human psyche. Countless sleepless nights in the padded room, numerous shocks with his 'special collar'; all in the name of research. But I think I'd rather be there than here at the current moment.

As much as I had hoped and prayed for the questions to stop, God seemed to find my annoyance a comedy show as the three children kept 'em coming. After a half an hour of Dustin's inquiries, the other two children joined in. If the intense pain radiating in my entire body wasn't gonna drive me insane, these three children definitely were going to. No matter how silent I stayed, they just never stopped, I think it even encouraged them to keep going.

"Have you ever..-" Dustin continued before I finally let out the agitated scream I've been holding in the last twenty minutes. My body contorted in a crazed sort of state, my head whipping to the air as my voice roared out in all its irritation. I had to let it out in anyway I could, All I craved was just a moment of silence but the incessant children weren't allowing that anytime soon. With my fingers grabbing and tugging at the scalp, my meltdown finally came to a close as I turned my attention to Dustin and the other children once again.

"I have different powers than Eleven, being more powerful is objective, I don't know why I look 'creepy', I've had Eggos maybe once, yes, no, I don't even know who that is, yes I can make myself fly sort of, no, no, yes Brennar is my father..-" all of the answers of the entire thirty-seven minute quiz show came flowing out of my mouth. Once I had finally answered the entirety of them, I gave the boy a knowing glance that meant, 'please for the love of all that is holy, shut UP.' Although at this point, I think he took it as a challenge.

"You didn't answer my question of, 'does it hurt your eyes when they go black like they did.'"

In the moment, I thought scaring him off was gonna be my best bet. Gripping the fabric latched onto his shoulder, my eyes searched the endless corners of his brain. Once I had gotten to the section dedicated to visual intake, I warped his optical perception of how I looked. Morphing my facial features into a thing of horror. Long scragglier looking hair, eyes completely melted in black, my skin as pale as snow, teeth as pointy as pitchforks; this would surely do the trick. He would be the only one who could see me like this because, even though he thinks its reality, I'm only changing how he can see me. When his face pulled into a goofy smile and he used his free arm to check out my imaginative face, I knew my plan had failed.

"Woah how did you do that? That's so cool! You look kinda like Linda Blair." he continued exploring my crazed features in fascination. All I could do was pull the veil from over his eyes and stare at him in disbelief. Weren't kids supposed to get scared at that kind of stuff? Shaking the thought out of my head, I just continued walking and of course, they resumed with me.

"What are you talking about Dustin? She didn't look any different to me." Lucas spoke.

"You mean you guys couldn't see it? She looked like a demon straight out of a horror movie. Hey Zero, How did you do that?" Dustin pulling up to my left, staring up at me like a lost puppy.

"I just changed your view on how I looked, it only worked on you because I was only channeling you to see it." I huffed out, still hoping the questions would end. They exclaimed to one another how cool that was and how the two others wanted to see as well, but soon the topic grew old as soon as it emerged.

"So what kind of powers do you have then?" Max asked her now twelve question as we continued our journey over the twigs and aging leaves.

I ran my palm over the entirety of my sweat stain face and sighed, "The power to sew all your mouths shut if you don't quit it."

"Wait..like actually?" Lucas asked, almost pausing his movement through the many trees around us.

"If I really try hard enough, maybe." I shot him a mischievous grin that oozed in phoney wickedness.

Sensing this was never going to end, I mentally pushed their bodies far in front of me with the wave of my hand. They all let out small gasps as they each felt the rush from their bodies going forward telepathically. Once I had them at enough distance away, I stopped them. They all quizzically turned their backs to me as I just pointed in front of us, signaling them to go. That seemed to, at last, do the trick for them as they all started to walk faster in front of me. The threat of being able to control their bodies at my whim seemed to give them enough clarity to leave me alone. Finally some damn peace and quiet. I gave myself a subtle victory fist through the air; although it wasn't elusive enough as I heard a chuckle come from right behind me.

"You could've easily gotten those rug-rats off your back ages ago but you didn't. Are they starting to grow on you, Miss. Zero?"

It was the handsome, tatted devil from before that had broken the brief seconds of silence. He started to match my pace so he could walk beside me, still having that sinful smirk from before sketched into his face.

"Definitely not, I just found their curiosity amusing at first but then I couldn't even hear my own thoughts. That was before I could even think them, mind you." His eyes bore into mine the entire time, almost like he was memorizing all of me. I hate to admit it, my ego taking a small bruising, but his unwavering stare made me become flustered. It was incredibly bizarre in fact, men never had any sort of affect on me. Well, besides one man.

Before I could feel the traumatizing thoughts start to form, his earthy laugh had grounded me back to reality. Back to our synchronized walk through the forest, our hands brushing against each other every so often.

"I don't know, sweetheart. I caught quite a few glimpses of a smile on your lips before," he was teasing me, I knew that but his confidence and charisma had me biting my bottom lip in embarrassment. He knew I was lying, "didn't seem like you were too bothered by them, to me."

His palm abruptly stuck out to me, giving me an expecting look, "I'm Eddie by the way, Eddie the banished if we're being fancy."

Lacing my fingers into his calloused fist, I gave it a small squeeze and a few shakes. "Zero, Zero the...Indestructible, if you'd like to refer to me as a DnD title," he gave a little wiggle of his eyebrows before releasing my hand, "And alright, I guess I did find them kind of cute; but it was only because I had basically watched them grow up the past few years....," his look of confusion urged me to continue,"When I was down there, in the upside down as they deem it, I was held captive for a very long time. Three years in fact. The only reason I knew how long it had been was because of them. I'm guessing you haven't known the boys that long considering I don't recognize you, but I was with them since the moment Mike met El, his girlfriend. It was 'Spiritually' of course, its a long story."

His gaze never strayed as he listened intently to what I had to say, finally that smile had left his face and was replaced with a look of understanding. I could tell that he was paying attention to every word I said as we stumbled over the bumps of grass and dirt.

"Well I might have to push back that reservation I have in thirty minutes, but I think I can squeeze you in. Continue on, tale teller."

The laugh that erupted out of me was small and meek, but it felt so good to feel something like laughter again. That damned grin come back again as soon as it had left, looking rather proud of himself for giving me a quick chuckle.

"God, I haven't laughed in years."

"Well you're in luck, I happen to be the funniest person you'll ever meet. So you'd better get used to it quickly, milady," he gave a quick bow to me as I smiled down at him, shaking my head," but sorry, you were saying?"

"Right right, so I'm unaware how familiar you are of El's powers, but basically she's able to locate anyone of her choosing with her mind. Almost like if she were with us right now, she could hear and see exactly what we're doing but not really be able to communicate with us. It's a handy tool for gathering information, and that's exactly what I did in my time down there. She was really the only person I could consider family, all the rest of them were dead or an absolute asshole, pardon my french."

He raised his hands as if to say, 'look at me, you think I'm gonna stop you? Swear all you like.' To which, I just rolled my eyes playfully at him and resumed.

"It was so incredibly lonely down there, so cold and every part of my body ached from being bound," I lifted up my weak arm to show him my battle scars; the large black and blue bruises completely covering my wrists,"I wanted, well more like needed them in there. They kept me grounded, sane. Whether they were just playing games at the arcade or fighting off whatever final boss the upside down threw at them; they gave me a reason to keep going. I had dreamed of the time when I'd finally meet them, If I could even meet them. How I would kick their asses in Dig-Dug, have them teach me how to play Dungeons and Dragons, or even protect them with every fiber of my being; I wanted to keep them safe and happy. Because they're the reason I'm here right now, talking to you. I would've been dead a long time ago without them, just giving up the will to live. I would protect them with my life, and that's exactly why I knew I had to help Max get out. I won't let them be a victim of him like he made me." He only listened, not interrupting just letting me tell the story. When I had finally paused to take a breath though was when he spoke up.

"Well you don't need them to teach you the basics of Dnd, I'm the best dungeon master around. I could definitely show you the ropes when we're done with this Vecna shit and I'm no longer a wanted man." he scratched at the back of his neck bashfully and looked into my eyes once again.

"Is that so? Hopefully that's not all you'll be showing me." my damned mouth was working in overdrive before my mind could keep up. Causing my eyes to explode with shock and my cheeks to heat up a hundred degrees hotter. I couldn't look at him directly after that, only trying to quick cover up my not-so subtle attempt at flirting.

"I m-mean..I'd like to learn the in depths to the game too, not just the basics, ya know? That's all that I meant, nothing else. Heh." my voice trembled as I ran with the best coverup I could give. His face twisted into a sly, teasing smile as he studied my outburst. Why in God's name did I just deliberately flirt with this man in a situation like this?! It must be from the lack of sleep and oxygen down there, yeah that's it. Thankfully before he could shoot back any sort of response to my stupidity, Dustin's sudden bolt through the woods pulled all off Eddie's attention. It seemed the kid Sherlock had found a clue.

"Dustin, Can you slow down? Dustin," he called after the boy but it was to no avail, both of us jogging to match his pace. Before Dustin could plunder himself into the calm waters of the lake, Eddie and I took one of his shoulders each and held him back from a damp conclusion,"Watch your step, big guy."

All of them seemed to be confounded by the large reservoir, not being able to believe that one of the gates could be in the very well known spot, "Lover's Lake." Although I knew they couldn't feel it, the uncomfortable energy from the opening to Hell instantly spiraled under my skin. Washing my entire body in uneasiness.

"There's a gate in Lover's lake?" Max spoke up, looking around us in almost disbelief.

"Whenever the demogorgon attacked, it always left an opening...maybe Vecna is the same way?" it was Nancy's turn to speak as she tried to figure out the reason. I nodded my head in agreement as I descended into the blissfully cool water, without so much as bothering to take even my shoes off.

"You'd be correct, detective. He can only make a portal once his victim takes their last breath, unlike me. I'm able to open the barrier whenever I need to, considering how much practice I've had at it, it's become rather easy. The only downfall is once I open one, I have a timer of roughly eight hours before I can open another. Takes too much out of me." The lake clung to every bit of dirt and grime that stuck to my body. I began to scrub as much as I could off and ducked my head fully under before Steve spoke up.

"You're seriously taking a bath, right now?"

"You go three years without one and let me know how disgusting the filth feels. From the looks of you, you wouldn't be able to survive a full twenty four hours without some hair spray." I threw his judgement right back at him as Dustin and Lucas snickered. Steve shot death glares down at them and just beckoned Eddie to follow him. Throwing the tarp off, a slightly wet boat was uncovered. I swam over in their direction as the two men pulled it into the water beside me, Robin using their heads to stable herself as she entered the wobbly vessel.

Dripping onto the dry land, I smoothed my hair back; already feeling much more refreshed but I still yearned for some soap. The frizzy haired man followed after Robin, then Nancy. I watched as Eddie's eyes suddenly turned towards me, observing me from head to toe. I looked down at myself to see that my off-white tank top and ripped black shorts had stuck to my skin. The color of my burgendy bra clearly showing through. He cleared his throat and noticed Dustin trying to wedge himself inside the boat beside his companions. His head got flicked back and Eddie just gave him a dumb look.

"You trying to sink us? This boat holds three people tops, okay." Dustin didn't seem to be having it though as Nancy spoke up next.

"It's better this way okay? You guys stay here with Max, keep an eye out."

"You keep an eye out!" Wheeler's face twisted in baffle as Dustin mimicked it, mockingly, "It's my goddamn theory!"

I couldn't help the small snort that erupted from my throat, quickly covering my face in embarrassment. I had to admit, the kid was starting to grow on me. They continued their bickering until Dustin finally caved, handing the small group his beloved compass, begrudgingly. Nancy gave me a questioning look, silently asking what my next move was. The fear was starting to bubble over the brim, I could feel the energy from the gate lull me forward. My eyebrows furrowed in anxiety as my feet stumbled back rather ungracefully. She seemed to get the message as she signaled Steve to push the boat forward, jumping into the 'max of three' boat afterwards.

"You said three!" dustin's distain for the lying four quite evident as Steve just uttered a quick apology. He gave them a not so subtle middle finger as they slowly traveled through the rippling water. Why were they using the oars instead of the motor?

"Hey! Is the motor broken?" cupping around my mouth for maximum volume, Eddie glanced in my direction and gave a quick nod. This was gonna take forever. Tapping the bottoms of my shoes, I took a hesitant step onto the surface of the water. Concentrating all my energy into keeping myself from sinking. Once I felt the weight from my feet dissipate, I took another stride onto the water and just like that, I was walking on top of the Lake.

"What are you, Jesus?!" Eddie joked, watching in awe as I started closing the gab between me and the boat. All of them stared in my direction, not so much focusing on actually moving, just in my holy ability. They hadn't gotten far from shore so it didn't take long before I was right in front of them, wrapping my fingers into a tight fist and slamming it down onto the motor. As they all jumped back startled, the motor began roaring to life. Not really expecting a standing ovation, I gave them a royal bow and turned on my heel to head back to the children. Probably still too stunned to speak, they all stayed silent as they just took advantage of my gift and let the boat do all the work for them.

"When this is all over, you really gotta show us everything you can do." Lucas requested as my feet finally hit dry land again.

"And spoil all of my secrets? Absolutely not." I shot him a small smile as he just shook his head in disappointment. We all watched as they went on a steady, not too fast pace towards the gate and all I could do was feel the swell of regret. Why didn't I go with them? Nancy was nothing but kind to me and I must've let her down. Why did I have to be so scared all the time? He couldn't reach me here so what was there to be worried about?

"Wait, wait, wait, they're stopping. What are they stopping for?" Lucas announced, hitting Dustin lightly in the chest to get his attention.

"What's going on guys, talk to me come on." Dustin had a slight panic in his voice, but I couldn't blame him; all of us were on edge as we awaited an answer. Then Robin's voice blared through the walky.

"Dustin, your compass has gone from wonky to wonky with a capital 'ahhh'!"

We all anxiously waited as Lucas kept his eyes on the group, expecting something anything to happen. It wasn't until they started talking about Steve's chest hair that the air got less intense. Wait, why was Steve taking his shirt off? Oh God, don't tell me.

"When did Steve get so hairy?"

"Right? I keep telling him he needs to tame that jungle, but he claims the ladies dig it." Dustin pulled my attention away from the group, almost giving me another small chuckle in this extreme situation.

"Let me see." Max practically ripped the binoculars out of Lucas's grip and held them to her vision. The boy seemed ready to decline but also like he wanted to know if what Dustin said was true. When she started watching for a prolonged amount of time, the held in giggle came tumbling out of my lips. The two couldn't believe what Steve 'the hair' Harrington had said was correct. When the red head held the long distance goggles to me, I politely just shook my head and held my hand up.

"I'm not into a lot of hair, maybe a nice happy trail but not everywhere." She seemed to nod her head in understanding as Dustin and Lucas just gagged to my response. I ruffled their heads almost bullyingly as we continued watching the boat ahead os us. They seemed to cut the tension that was building in my muscles by half.

"You guys realize, if there's a gate down there, it's technically a water gate." Dustin looked expectantly at us, waiting a few seconds for some sort of reaction before he finally cracked and laughed himself. I didn't let him see the half smile that was adorning my face as the other two didn't even acknowledge him.

Suddenly there was twigs snapping and leaves crunching behind us, we all spun around in fear seeing several flashlights shine just above us. Ducking behind a fallen tree stump, we quickly found out it was the cops who were hot on our trail. Almost as if she knew now was the worst time, Robin's voice started blaring through the speakers, they had found the gate. Turning it off quickly, and knowing we couldn't let the police find Eddie and arrest him; Max told us to trust her as she started shouting. Gathering the attention of our intruders, we started following after the sprinting girl. But that was when I suddenly felt a pang of dread creep up my shoulders and over my neck. I stopped in my tracks and turned my attention to the lake again, the water was rippling unnaturally around them. I know something is wrong.

"Guys! Go on without me, I'll catch up!" Whisper-shouting to them, gathering my power once again and manipulating the cops vision like I did to Dustin before. Now, to them I was invisible and they could only see the three in front of me.

"Zero, what are you doing?!" Dustin worried, but I didn't have time to answer him as I started stumbling back to where we were before the chase.

I was right, there was now only Eddie left in the boat, shouting and freaking out by himself. If this were any other time, I'd probably burst into tears laughing at his meltdown but I knew exactly why he was. Robin, Steve, and Nancy were no longer there so that could only mean they went down to the gate. It was like my body moved on it's own, before's fear seemingly never existed. Taking one last adequate breathe before diving right into the water. I paddled my way through the ripples of water that seemed to wanna slow me down, but for once I was thankfully to Papa. Not only did he train my mind, he trained my body too. Like I said, I was his ultimate weapon. Going as far as hiring blacklisted assassins to train my body through the sweat and blood. Teaching me martial arts moves and making my body as flexible as it could be. The infinite hours of being beat senseless and forcing my muscles to memorize every move, every action they taught me. I was trained to become a stone cold assassin, to become artillery, to become something less than human.

The freezing liquid did nothing for my nerves, as I soon saw the door that lied at the bottom. Eddie's body being pulled into the tiny crack in the surface. He must've jumped in after I did. Seeing him only exhilarated me to go even faster, treading closer and closer until I finally reached the opening. They were right, it was extremely small for a gate. My confidence began dwindling as I knew I was gonna be in his territory as fast as I left it. Before I let it run down to zero though, I let my body get sucked through the small opening.

The gravity contorted and lunged my body into a stand as my eyes took in the sight before me. Steve was being choked and bitten by the bats on the floor as the other three were using the oars to beat them. Eddie was trying to confidently fight them off but I could tell he was as scared as the rest of them. The two women were tag teaming the remaining bats that clung to Steve; who was finally beginning to regain his composure. Well, I think they've had enough. Taking my middle finger and thumb into the edge of my mouth, my breathe whistled between the two; gathering the attacks and defenders attention.

"Having all the fun without me?"

The second the flying demons took notice of me, they all began scattering. Assuming they remembered their companions being fed forcefully to me by Henry. Scrambling, their wings took flight, attempting to scamper away. The four's movements stilled as I sauntered towards them. Letting the power that boiled in my soul explode in my fingertips. The bats that remained in trying to get a good meal, were soon exploding into a glob of flesh. The searing echoes of their screams reverberated in the empty space among us. Enjoying finally being able to use my powers once again, I held my fingers in the shape of a pistol and pinpointed each creature. One by one they erupted until the only ones that were left were the ones fleeing through the air.

"Hah, as if I'd let you get away."

Taking boulder-sized chunks of the ground beneath, I raised them into the air before slamming them back down as hard as I could. Creating small rocks that were just the perfect size. I let them hang in the air as I turned to Robin who just watched, starstruck.

"Can I borrow this? Thanks," I grabbed the wooden tool from her unmoving hands. Getting a feel for it's small amount of weight in my palms. I tapped the end of it onto the ground twice before raising it behind my back, "I'd suggest you guys duck, it's time for some baseball."

Everyone looked amongst themselves in utter confusion, until the sudden euphony dawned on them and their bodies dropped to the floor. They held their bodies protectively but still managed to watch the game I was about to present them. Perhaps it was a bit childish to do this, but I haven't felt this kind of rush in such a long time, it was like a drug to me right now. It gave me such an onslaught of excitement that I couldn't help the huge grin that spread across my lips.

"They don't call me Babe Ruth for nothin' kiddos." And with that, I swung the makeshift baseball bat through the air and the pieces of gravel and semi-large rocks bolted. The speed they were going at, they were like bullets to the unsuspecting rats with wings that tried to leave. They were no match for my impeccable aim as the varying pieces of stone tore their small bodies in half. One by one, they dropped to the ground like flies. Not a single one left to bite the dust, the sky being completely clear now. It goes to show that I still haven't lost my touch. I wiped the small droplets of sweat that began to form on my forehead and glanced at the group behind me. They were all wiping the dust off themselves, still looking like they just witnessed a thing of fiction. Not even a single applause for my homerun, huh?

"Who calls you Babe Ruth?" Robin slyly asked but I just chose to ignore her.

Finally, their astonishment began to dwindle. Steve spit out what looked to be the remnants of a bat's head, the blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. Nancy began freaking out for the wounded boy and rushed up to his aid.

"Jesus H Christ!" Eddie huffed, throwing the oar down in exasperation. Although the situation we were in, I chuckled at his sudden outburst. Even when he's being serious, he still had a flair for the dramatics.

"Uh, do you guys think these bats have, like, rabies? It's just that rabies are, like, my number one greatest fear. And I think we should get you to a doctor soon, because once the symptoms set in, it's too late. You're already dead." Robin ranted, panic setting in the more she spoke.

"Robin, I promise you, if they were gonna give anybody rabies; I would've gotten it a long time ago." I rolled my eyes at her fear, she couldn't be too afraid of our current predicament if she's talking about something as simple as a virus.

"You got bitten a lot down here?" Steve breathed out, he must've been feeling woozy from the pain in his lower abdomen.

"No I ate them."

The silence surrounding us was so thick, I could practically feel it hugging my body.

"You're joking right?" Robin choked out, seemingly not believing my statement.

"How else do you think I ate for three whole years? I was tortured for the entire time, why do you think he'd stop at Bat consumption?" I will probably always remember the dreadful, tangy taste of demon bat flesh that practically stung my tongue and throat going down. My non-descending stomach evident of my reluctance to eat the foul meal.

The echoes of screams in the air interrupted their judgement, more of the demobats on their way here. So, they called for their buddies huh? I stood in waiting, ready for the attack once again but the other four weren't up to the challenge apparently.

"We can't take that many of them by ourselves...the woods! Let's go!" Nancy announced, turning on her heel and booking it for the large standings of wood. The other three began following her, as I just watched them in contemplation.

"What are you talking about, I'm fine to keep go-..oh never mind." Not wanting to be left behind, I sprinted after them, only going at half my full speed. My unwillingness to flee not causing me to find the need to. It almost seemed like they forgot I just took down at least a hundred of those suckers two minutes prior. Maybe it was the anxiety for Steve's condition that made them want to make a break for it. I'm not sure, all I know is that if I don't get at least a single compliment about my badass baseball skills later, I'm gonna be real upset.

#eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x oc #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x you #eddie munson smut #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #stranger things s4 #stranger things #eddie x reader

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coffee-writesthings · 3 days

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Meet my Oracle! Her name is Lilah, she's an elf, and the goddess Avandra took a shine to her at a very young age, offering to make her an oracle. Her big job would be to let The People know if Something were to happen in the future. Boy, i wonder what that's all about :)

Lilah lay in bed, covering her eyes with her hands in an attempt to ease the painful migraine that came with her life as an oracle. maybe she shouldn't call herself an oracle, per se, but it was the damn closest thing she could use to describe her condition.

It started at the age of 8, though it hadn't really picked up in this way until she turned 15. As a little kid, she'd met this beautiful woman in her dreams, someone who spoke of the future or cited strange numbers to her. This dream visitor told her an answer on a test once, too.

"Mugwort is for dreams, not redcap. Come on, child, you know this."

"Well how do you know?" she asked. So young and yet so judgmental. "Redcap could make someone dream of something specific"

"Oh?" The visitor played along, curious to see where this would go.

"Yeah! Like, if it's poisonous, then maybe it could make someone dream about how they'll die."

"They'd need the correct dosage." she pointed out.

"Of course they would— I'm not stupid." she scrunched her nose up.

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The next time they met, Lilah was ten years old, and crying. "Why am I so stupid? Why can't I just know things like everyone else?"

The visitor frowned, kneeling beside her. "Did something happen?"

"I'm just an idiot." she pulled her legs in closer to her body, a gesture of self-soothing.

"No you're not. I've been watching you, and I can tell that you're a very bright little girl."

"And my mom told me not to listen to strangers. You don't even have a name!"

"If I tell you my name, can you tell me something in return?"

"I don't know…" she stretched out the vowels on the last word, "What would you want to know?"

"I want to help you. Knowing things and helping people, is sort of my job, my entire existence really."

"Really? But if you already know things what do you want from me?"

"I can divine many things. But, the desires of others, that is foreign to me. Would you like to be my oracle?"

"What's that?" she'd abandoned whatever had made her sad before, now fully engrossed with the beautiful woman. Her skin was a dark shade of warm brown, and her long black hair trailed down low in a massive braid, her infectious smile spread to Lilah's face. The way she dressed was so interesting - a long green cloak, a plain white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and plain brown pants befitting any adventurer - she looked so… normal. So human. Or she would, if not for the way golden, glowing lines ran up and around her arms, reaching up to her neck.

"An oracle would be… well, you would do my job, to some extent. I would tell you whatever information I can, and you would spread my word to the common man. If something were to happen, for instance, you would be the person to sound the alarm."

"That sounds like a lot of work. Is it interesting? My classes are so boring."

"Speaking from my experience, the things I can divine would be simply fascinating to a mortal such as yourself."

"Really? Like what?" She looked around the room, searching for an item in view, "Tell me something about that door."

"The next person to pass through it will be there when the world needs them direly."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I can't just tell you without anything in return. You would have to become my oracle in order to hear what you want to."

She fiddled with her hands, shifting uncomfortably, "Can I have some time to figure it out? Mom says I'm too young to get involved with stuff like this."

"This day, five years from now, I will be back. Until then, study hard. You'll need it."

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The years passed, leaving Lilah with the question of whether that visitor was even close to real. She could've just been a figment of her imagination. Though, time and time again, she found these little hunches coming to her mind with no real way to justify them.

She'd test the waters, asking about the hunches to their subject nonchalantly - so as to not raise suspicion - and time and time again, that hunch turned out correct. It was to the shock of the person she asked and herself. Mostly herself.

In her attempts at study of divination, she did find that a person could probably be psychic, but upon a few attempts to visit these so-called "psychics" she found that they didn't feel all that honest at all. Her hunch was significantly more accurate, something she'd started being able to prove by writing down the hunch and it's significance, as well as whether it turned out correct or not.

After a while, on a dreadful winter's day, the visitor returned. She looked… different. A little less bright than the last time she saw. Probably just her imagination, she was a child when she last saw her.

"It's you!" she looked positively chuffed to have been correct about this.

"It is me." she smiled back. "Have you been studying like I told you to?"

"I have been. Got a whoooole notebook full of information, stuff from years ago. And- uh, since you're here- there's this one hunch that I never actually got an answer on." she flipped to the exact page, knowing it by heart at this point, "I just have this bad vibe about the city-state to the south, like something's going to happen to it? But there's nothing i can think of that would actually, y'know, happen."

"Can you be a touch more specific?"

"It feels like the place is supposed to be sick or something. It's weird, I dunno."

"We've had reason to watch over that place in the past, but I haven't heard of any reason to look into it in… well almost as long now. I apologize, I can't help you with this part."

"And…" she gestured, expecting some sort of continuation. The five-year-old offer.

"Have you considered my offer to become an oracle for me?"

"Yeah. I absolutely have, and I think it's entirely worth it considering that these hunches have been as powerful as they are. Being your oracle would only make them more accurate, more specific."

"Very well. And, to make good on my other deal from before, you may call me Avandra." she waved her arms in a slow, purposeful gesture, filled with a powerful aura of light.

It surrounded Lilah, covering every inch of her body and showing her how to know the unknowable. Her brain physically felt as though it expanded to fit the space for what she would know. Pain began to explode out of her head, spreading to her eyes as though making a pitiful attempt at escape

Grabbing her skull, she began to scream, a feeling of dread filled her— would this ritual kill her? She didn't want to die! Not now, not when she just got to start her life in such a new way.

The pain subsided, mostly, and she found herself kneeling before the goddess. She panted, regaining her bearings.

"It is done." Avandra opened her eyes, concerned upon seeing Lilah in such a state, "Are you alright?"

Rather than speak, she collapsed, falling unconscious on the wooden floor of her bedroom. What a day to have.

Her father ran into the room a couple of minutes later - apparently he'd had a hunch and wanted to see what happened - and woke her up.

"Are you okay? What happened? Were you attacked?"

"What dad no I just passed out. It— it happens sometimes." he probably wouldn't understand that a Goddess just blessed her with the incredible ability to know exactly when the snow would stop falling, and exactly when spring would arrive, which crops would survive and surprise everyone but her, which people were lying and who told the truth.

He wouldn't understand that she'd just become an oracle at the age of 15.

#writeblr #creative writing #original character

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YOUR HAIR BEING RED AND BLACK ;OOO THAT SOUNDS SO COOL!!!!!! I’m sure it looks great^.^

Bootlegfrank🤝Hannibal

Helping me embrace stuff hehe I SEE YOURE IN SEASON TWO NOWWWWW AHHHHHHH EXCITED OOOOOO I can definitely see the whole primal aspect being appealing to you with how fascinated you are with human bodies n stuff!!! And the art of it 100% that’s part of the appealing part to me as well. Do you like cooking? At first it grossed me out especially when he was feeding them to people without their knowledge but over time I was like huh…that’s interesting like when he made those little meat flower things. I remember thinking that watching Hannibal feels like watching the food network LMAO all the fucking up close up food shots. For me I feel like the art aspect as well as the whole wanting them to be apart of you forever and needing them so bad that you literally have to consume them (mainly this tbh can I stfu up with my possessiveness bs? never) like damn…okay got me with that. DRAW HANNIBAL ART KQKQJWJSHDJSJS I WAS HOPING YOU WOULD AT SOME POINT the day it happens I’ll be jumping up and down (literally). YEAH NO I THINK THE REASON I THOUGHT WAS BECAUSE, LIKE YOU SAID, FOWL IS A CLASSIFICATION OF BIRDS. TBH…Artemis fowl makes more sense as a title than guardians of gahoole like you’re telling me a book series about owls is named that rather than the one with a damn bird classification in the name?!!?!? Make it make sense!!!!!! I never read it either all I know is it’s about owls

ALSO….I got another tiktok for you. This one you can open it’s not Hannibal hahaha I saw it and thought of you immediately:]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT82dKujf/

It makes me sad that you feel shame at existing too:((( I know how shitty that feels I wish I could take your shame away. But also it’s nice because that means you understand:) OMG YOU REMEMBER THE ANON I SENT IN AWHILE AGO?????? NO WAY I THOUGHT YOU FORGOT WIWIQKQKWJSDHDJDU and the way you were thinking about it when you read my message that’s so funny HEHEHEHE YEAH that’s really one of the first things that drew me in. I admired you a lot for your attitude and how you didn’t give a fuck what people thought and talked about whatever despite people thinking it’s weird. I want to be like that. “You don't have to restrain yourself for me baby” <3333333333333 my heart I’ll keep that in mind:] I get scared bc I’m like what if I’m TOO out there or weird with something (meanwhile in reality I don’t think it would phase you/you’d be down). Oh my god akqkqjsjjsjsjs the idea that by yourself you’re not noisy but for me you would be,,,,,,dying that makes me feel special hehehehe like damn right your noises are mine baby<33333 my special noises hehe I love bringing these parts out of you. Be careful what you wish for >:))))) I LOVE BITING feeling mischievous like a little cat hehehehe it’s so fun to sink my teeth in. I like biting really fucking hard too and trying to elicit pain noises LOL I like to see how hard I can bite. I’ll make sure you feel my teeth longgggg after and you can run your fingers over the marks. I WANT FANGS SO BADDDDDDD we need fangs we can be vampires together!!!!! Your bone knowledge hehe you could run your fingers over me and touch different bones and name what they are. Holy shit what was it like seeing cadavers in person?????? OOOO liking the animal skeletons I was gonna ask if you liked animal bones too or just people ones. Have you ever collected animal bones before?

How have classes been going!!!! I hope everyone has been nice or I will skin them alive:] WHAT OUTFIT DID YOU END UP GOING WITHHHHHHH

Thankyouu I've gotten a bunch of compliments on it! Though I don't really like the shaping I've done so I gotta go back in and cut some more, but that's for another time x)

Hehehe yeah season two now! I'm watching a little slower than I'd like but alas, busy busy. Oh man I love the art of it! I love cooking yes! I'm the type of guy to cook without a recipe or measurements though haha I'll read a recipe and write down what I need and then do everything on intuition. I love cooking, it really helps me calm down when my emotions get high. I think it would be such an honour to cook with human meat, to be able to explore the way it reacts to the heat, the texture, the taste, figuring out what to pair with it, man it would be so great. I think feeding people human meat against their knowledge/will is so hot hahaha. It's like taking autonomy away from them, making them commit a horrid act that they're not even aware they're committing, completely at your mercy. Oh man I love the 'loving someone so much you have to consume them' angle so much too, there's no way to be closer to someone than to taste their flesh. Hehehe I want to draw Hannibal ar, it just takes me a long while to warm up to drawing people other than I'm used to, so it'll probably be a bit before I feel comfortable enough to upload anything :] Hahaha yeah why not name the owl book something to do with birds, weird decision xDD

Hahaha I literally watched that TikTok last night! It's even in my favourites. Our brains are so in sync xD Please don't stop sending me TikToks <3

I wish I could take away your shame too, it serves no purpose and I'm sorry you're experiencing it :( Hehe yeah, I really couldn't care less what people on here think of me, this is my little corner of insanity and the only thing holding me back are the guidelines xD Good, good, be sure to keep that in mind cutie because I really mean it, no need to ever restrain yourself <3 You're right hehe I don't think there's anything you could say that would phase me. Aw you are special baby, you'll get to hear all my noises as long as I get to hear all of yours <3 Hnng I'd love to find out how hard you can bite, make it hurt, you'd leave such a pretty mark on me <3 We should totally both have fangs wouldn't that just be perfect, vampires together, biting each other, I bet you'd look so cute with fangs <3 I'd love to run my hands over your skin and name the bones underneath, you're so pretty inside and out, ever bit of you deserves my attention. It was crazy seeing those cadavers in person, I even got to dig around in one with tweezers to find a vein. I had some posts about it on my old blog (gone, of course) but there were so many moments in the cadaver lab that have not left my mind since. I still need to draw the cadavers that I remember heh. I don't have any bones myself, but back when we were kids me and my little brother went to the dunes and we would find bird and mice bones and it was always so cool. I remember finding a teensy little jaw sticking out of the sand, it made me uncomfortable back then, but didn't freak me out. When I was a kid I always used to tell the adults that when our cats died I would want to have their skeletons set up, I think it weirded a lot adults out haha, hearing a little kid say that xD

Classes have been going really well! Everything seems kinda very easy, so I'm trying not to let that get to my head and have it come back to bite me in the ass, but I've already made a friend methinks! I ended up wearing my frankensteined patch pants (black with an orange bleach design and patches ofc), my MCR porn star shirt, my black-and-red Five Finger Death Punch zip-up, black-and-red striped arm socks, black-and-red crocheted fingerless gloves sent to me by an internet friend, my spiral plugs, and my red pentagram necklace with photos of Frank inside!! The patches on my jeans sparked a conversation between and my teacher, and she ended up telling me about her favourite bands and who she'd seen in concert, so that was really nice! I hope your week is going good to cutie <3

#its way too fucking hot here so sadly ill have to wear shorts and shirts the rest of the week >:( blegh #asks

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simplyotometrash · 2 years

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So I love Jumin Han and Lucifer, and it's easy to see that they share a LOT of traits with one another. What if MC played Mystic Messenger in the Obey Me universe and vice versa? And because of that, Jumin/Luci discover that MC definitely has a type, which would probably explain why MC was so quick to try and get flirty. If that makes any sense? (ﾟωﾟ;; ) I'd love to see reactions from both men if you feel inspired to write it.

You know what, this is a fascinating concept! Jumin and Lucifer are very similar in the traits they share. I'll give this a whirl!

MC Plays Obey Me/Mystic Messenger

You hummed as you logged into your favorite mobile otome game. You loved those kinds of games, they were fun to play and read. Playing them started out as a gambit, trying something new to find a hobby, and you became a bit obsessed. You tried pretty much every single otome game you could download (and play for free). That was saying a lot.

There were always lots of different types of characters to choose from. You, however, always went for a very specific type. One that was present in every single game. Mature, serious, more on the stoic side. The kind of character who didn't mess around. Those characters were your favorite.

You giggled and began reading what was on your screen. A phone call from him, your favorite character. Ah, hearing those voiced lines was like music to your ears! You always made time to log into your game to listen to the calls as soon as you got the notification for them. You never missed a call or a chat.

"MC? What are you doing?

"I'm playing a game! It's an otome game, which is a kind of dating sim. A dating simulator."

"Why play a dating game when you're dating someone already," your boyfriend asked, tilting his head to the side.

"Come on, they're just fun games! Look here, I'll show you my favorite character!"

Lucifer:

He had heard of these "dating sims" before.

Levi played them a lot and talked about them constantly.

Never would he have thought that his human would play the same games.

But he caved and leaned down to take a look at your phone.

"See? This is Jumin Han, the heir of the major company. He's calm, serious, with a hidden soft side!"

Wait a damn minute.

"You know, he's a lot like you!"

That's why that description sounded so familiar to him. You had described him similarly.

So, your favorite character was just a fantasy version of him?

"I see. He even has black hair. He dresses well."

You had to contain your laughter, though he could see your body shaking while you did.

"So is this why you were so keen to get close to me? Because I remind you of your favorite character?"

"Whaaat? No, no! That isn't it, Luci! Okay, you do match my favorite character type, but I wanted to get to know you for you! You being just like my favorite character was an added bonus..."

You saw the faintest of smirks on his face.

"You're teasing me! So you're not upset that I play this game or anything?"

"Don't be foolish. It's merely a game. I'm real. I trump a fictional character any day of the week."

Jumin:

He peered at your phone in interest.

Jumin knew you played these dating games. You played them often while the two of you lounged around together.

You guys often did that and did your own things individually. He had seen your games before.

He hadn't seen this character though.

"I like the way he dresses. I think I could do without the coat just draped over his shoulders."

You laughed and shrugged a bit.

"This is Lucifer. He's the oldest brother and he's actually a lot like you. He tends to be more serious and stuff, but he can be really sweet when you get to know him!"

"Ah, so your video game boyfriend is just like me, is he?"

"I...I guess so." You were flushed, your skin felt quite hot.

"Now I get it. You have a favorite type of character. Did you flirt with me because of that?"

"No! I mean, yeah I was drawn to you because of your personality at first, but I'm not dating you because you remind me of fictional characters! I didn't even start playing this until after we...why are you laughing?"

He failed at concealing his laughter, one hand on your head while the other covered his mouth.

"I'm merely teasing you, my love. I'm flattered that my personality type is your favorite."

#obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me lucifer #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me x reader #omswd lucifer #mystic messenger #mysme #mystic messenger jumin #mysme jumin #jumin han x reader #mystic messenger jumin x reader

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archiarthur · 2 years

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Dating Sans as a Male!/Masculine! Human

Aw ye, simping respectfully skeleton time

He's new to the dating stuff, he knows some basics and some stuff from Papyrus, but yeahhh... Help him-

For first couple of days he still can't calculate you two are together

This man WILL gay panic inside when you two hold hands. The feeling of your masculine soft hands brushing against his skeleton ones make him flustered. Especially in public.

He doesn't have lips, but that doesn't stop him to press his teeth against your skin. His favourite place to "kiss" is your cheeks. Clean face? Soft, squishy skin. Beard? The hair tickle him and he finds it kidna amusing and fascinating at the same time, he definitely giggled at least twice.

The first kiss is what made him feel light and blessed , not like he wasn't kinda light before anyway - lack of fat, muscles and all, but you get the point

He was very nervous when your face was getting closer, his soul was just slamming his rib cage.

If he's the one making a move/kissing you, God, if you're inpatient, end his suffering and kiss him yourself. If you let him take his time then, boi I'm telling you it's gonna be soft 👌.

He doesn't wanna scare you away, his skelly smile just pressing softly on your lips ✨

Have you seen a blue skeleton with hearts for eyes? Now you have.

You : Sans have you seen my s-

Sans : *standing in front of the mirror wearing your shirt/sweater * I can explain

This boy is soft and lazy, plus he's short. How can he miss the opportunity of stealing your clothes, they're warm, they're yours and smell like you.

Speaking of clothes, he'd definitely wear matching couple joke shirts

Give him a shirt that says,, bonefriend,, I beg you

But be aware of the curse you've put on yourself, he'd be introducing himself like that god knows how long

Even when you think it ended, boom, he said it again.

If you're having a hard time this man will come running to cheer you up, or teleport, idk it's Sans

Homophobes? Transphobes? *loads gaster blaster *not on his watch

Will praise you and your body, only to then the next day be self insecure, that he's a skeleton and you're a human, you deserve better

Being Sans boyfriend also means Papyrus would be your bestie, I don't care.

You ain't getting to that reletionship if you don't like Papyrus, period.

But hey you got yourself a friend/brother figure

Give Sans a present, and he will put it in his room, even if it's the pinkiest bear you've seen in your life, he will cherish it

He's that kind of person that doesn't put all of his strength to make a perfect gift. But when he does, for Christmas, valentines, birthday etc, he's hitting the jackpot. And if you don't need anything, he still gives you a thing that will make you happy (liketakeyoutomcdonalds)

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Hange Zoe x fem! reader Oneshot

⚠ Sexual Content Ahead ⚠

Summary : Hange and you have been dating each other for quite some time. One day due to rain, you went over to Hange's and hehe hot stuff happens.

I've used they/them pronouns for Hange due to them being non-binary, hope y'all don't mind. :)

"HANGEEEE!" screaming down the hallway near the university laboratory, you entered said place joltily.

By this time all the science students were used you to coming by everyday while causing a ruckus to meet your significant other. You couldn't help yourself being always excited to see the only person who could make your day a million times better and today as usual you had something interesting to show them. Well, by interesting you meant something random you saw that day and just picked it up to give it to Hange. Never were they ever weird out by this as they were as eccentric as you.

"Look what I found today!" proudly bringing your hand close to their face to show them the red rock you saw in your yard.

"Heh, as usual my dear y/n, you never fail to fascinate me," they chuckled eyeing the objet closely.

"I shall add this wonderful rock to my series of collection of stuff you keep bringing to me everyday!" smilingly Hange took it.

This brought a faint blush on your cheeks as just the thought of Hange keeping the random stuff you bringing daily made you feel somewhat special.

" Sooo, what are you working on today?" you questioned them while looking at the equipment on the table.

"Ohohoho you don't know what I've just made!" they excitedly said dexterously arranging the mess to show you.

While they were enthusiastically explaining to you her recent invention, you couldn't help but stare at their jolliness. The way they made absolutely anything sound captivating just spellbound you. To describe it, it was like a meteor shower falling enlightening the night sky which you could gaze for hours, yeah, that's how Hange was.

"Hihi, that's awesome! I'm so proud of you!" you praised her happily.

"Hehe, I'm glad you appreciated my invention, after all I am your better half," haughtily they said which made you subconsciously smile.

Right at that moment a loud thunder was heard making you jump. Since morning it's been cloudy and you really hoped that it wouldn't rain in the evening as it would pose a problem for you to travel home by bus. The droplets were hitting hard against the window panes indicating it was a heavy shower. Disappointment filled your being.

"Noo, now how would I reach the bus stop on time with this weather," you complained utterly dejected and tensed.

"You know y/n, you can always ask me for a ride in my car right?" Hange said while pouring a clear liquid in a testing tube.

"I know but I don't wanna bother you."

"Oh come-on y/n, how can you ever bother me?" they reassured, "and if you really don't want to sound like a trouble then come over to my appartment. It's win-win situation, you reach home and I would get more time to spend with you."

"W-what, Hange please, ugh okay then I'll come with you," sighing you responded.

Waiting for Hange to finish up whatever they were doing but it wasn't as though you as a finance student would understand it to be able to help her out. Instead you were scrolling on Tiktok when they came up to you without warning making you jerk, "GOSH HANGE! YOU COULD HAVE CALLED FOR ME."

Chuckling, Hange grabbed your hand to make you stand up. Losing your footing, you fell in their arms which they gladly grabbed you. Giving you a brief forehead kiss, they proceeded to drag you to the parking lot. At first you didn't process the action making you scream but when you got the hang of it, you ran alongside with them hand in hand laughing.

Hange unlocked the car and you got into the front passenger seat. Both of you were laughing while still catching your breaths.

"Now off to my house we gooo!" Hange yelled as you were wearing your seatbelt.

Throughout the whole ride both of you conversed about each of your days and the daily news.

"Can you believe that Sasha and Nicollo are finally going out with each other? I always knew that they were a match made in heaven," you rambled as Hange listened to you intently while also focusing on the road.

"I mean I could see it happening seeing their compatibility and the way they complete each other, just like you complete me," Hange added.

Her last words made your face heat up which you hid by looking outside. Luckily for you, you finally reached your destination. It wasn't the first you came over to her appartement so you took her keys and ran inside. Normally her place would be messy like a dumpster because that human barely had time in her hands to take care of their house but for once it was spotless clean.

"Did Levi come over?" you asked them, hand on your hip.

"I-yeah. Yesterday he did. But I swear I'll try to be more responsible from now on!" Hange affirmed.

You took a deep breath and asked, "so what are we eating tonight?"

"I don't know y/n, you choose," they replied kicking their boots off to enter the residence.

"How about we order Pizza?"

"Sure thing love," grabbing her phone to order said food, Hange said.

"How about you go take a bath while I take out plates?" you suggested.

"I mean only if you're willing to join me," they smirked while leaning on the door.

Out of embarrassment you threw a pillow laying on the couch at her, "NO!"

"Sad, I was really hoping for some fun in there," they replied before running into the bathroom as you were about to hit them with another pillow.

While you waited for her to come out so that you in your turn could go freshen up, you arranged everything to be able to eat. Having such nights with Hange is always something you've dreamt of doing but you never had the courage to ask.

A few moments later, Hange came out with hair dripping wet which they were trying to dry with a towel. Damn they looked hot in that condition. Before you could start simp over them, you excused yourself to go bathe.

Feeling the warm water touch your skin evaporated all your stress from you as you relaxed. Coming out of the bathroom wearing Hange's clothes, you went to sit next to them on the couch. You noticed that the pizza had already arrived so you took a piece of it to eat. You two watched this popular series called 'Attack on titan' together until the pizza was finished.

Throwing the pizza cardboard in the bin, you went to see Hange already laying on the bed. Scooting to them, you placed your head on their shoulder as they held you tight with one arm and the other holding their phone. You were watching memes with her laughing when suddenly there was a video of two girls kissing came up which made your heart beat faster. You could tell Hange felt so as well as she swiped quickly to prevent awkwardness.

A little bit of tension remained in both of you yet no one made the first move. It kept growing as you felt their hot breath on your face because you were leaning on them.

Feeling bothered and assuming that Hange wasn't going to initiate it, you snatched their phone from their hand and kept it on the table next to the bed for you to straddle on them.

Shifting yourself to be more comfortable, you leaned down to smack your lips against theirs. Still processing whatever just happened, Hange went with the flow. For this moment at least. Hands on your ass, they squeezed them as you laid your body on theirs.

Lips still crashed against each others and tongues still fighting over control, Hange's minds began to fill with sexual fantasies that they could enact on you in this precise moment.

Pulling back from you, they settled your body on the bed to go search for something in the wardrobe. They came back with a blindfold facing you.

"Do you mind if I take your vision away for a while? I don't want to ruin the surprise of what I'm going to do to you."

Gulping hardly you took the black cloth and blinded yourself.

"Good girl," Hange praised giving you a headpat to continue their rummage.

With no warnings, you were pushed on the bed lightly. At first you didn't understand what was going on but that was before you felt a rope on your wrists which was being wrapped around them individually then pulled upwards signaling it was being tied down to the bed. The same thing was done for both of your legs.

Anticipation mounted in you as you felt hands running from your chest to your stomach.

"I hope that the ropes are not too tight, are they?" they concernedly asked.

You shaked your head to say no still having the blindfold on.

"No? Well, then I think you would love this being in your mouth," they said coming closer to you. You were expecting her to stuff her fingers in but it ended up being something you certainly didn't anticipate at all.

Holding your head up, they made you wear it. Initially it was uncomfortable but you managed to deal with it as it only turned you on more. It was a gag ball.

You laid your head on a pillow desperately craving Hange's touch but of course they were still searching for something.

"Don't worry y/n, I'll come to you as soon as I find that one thing I bought last week I wanted to test out," Hange spoke from the other side of the room.

Trying to keep your growing lust in control, you fidgeted with the device in your mouth.

" Ah-ha! found it, now wait for me y/n, I'll fuck you into oblivion soon," their voice coming out breathless.

Feelings the sides of the bed sink and a presence hoving above you, you became more excited to what Hange was going to do this time.

Their soft lips colliding again against yours as their hands ran down to unbutton your shirt leaving your bare chest naked as you weren't wearing any undergarments. For a few seconds Hange didn't do anything. As you were ripped from your eyesight, you couldn't see that Hange was in fact staring at the prefect roundness of your boobs displayed to them .

Unable to contain themselves, they ran their tongue on one of your breasts while the other was being fondled with their hands. Your breathing was quickening at their doings. Out of nowhere they bit your nipple softly making you bit the gagball stifling a moan.

Going lower on you they pulled down your pants while they kissed you on your bellybutton. Without warning again you felt a pain on your hip and teeth leaving your skin. Biting you again on the other side of your hip, Hange caressed your inner thighs. This time you couldn't contain the moan as it escaped your mouth through the gag ball.

Looking at your entrance, Hange saw that though they didn't yet completely lay hands on you, you were soaking wet. Then they assumed that it was probably from the long amount of time you had to wait for them.

You heard the opening of the cap of a tube. Your mind raced through all the possibilities of what it could be.

But of course it was the least thing you could expect as you felt something touching your cunt.

It was a lukewarm rubbery thing that was being ran through your swollen folds.

"Wanna guess what it is? Y/n," Hange said as you felt the object or whatever it was penetrate you. An 'hmm' came out of you as your back arched graciously making Hange widen their eyes.

"Ahaha, y/n you beautiful creature! You never cease to amaze me the more I explore you,"Hange complimented pushing the thing deeper into you.

" Lemme reward you for blessing me with his gorgeous sight and return you back your vision, "they continued.

Your insides felt empty as Hange had to remove the item to open the blindfold. You must say you had quite of the shocker to see them. Straddling you was a Hange that you didn't recognize.

They were wearing a black lingerie delicately complimented with black thigh highs and on their pelvis area was a strap-on-dildo.

"I wanted to experiment this on you," they gave you a light smirk before positioning themselves in front of your pussy. Taking the small bottle thrown on the bed nearby, Hange opened it. It was lube. Dropping quite some on the dildo, Hange jerked it to spread the lubricant.

Placing their hand on your hips for support, Hange inserted it again.

They couldn't describe how much they ravished to look at you in this state. As they were thrusting their hips in and out, the room became filled with your moans and Hange's name.

"Yes y/n scream my name louder. Make the neighbours hear how good I'm making you feel," Hange panted.

'Hmmm Hange I'm getting close, go faster please, "you begged them.

Taking your wishes into consideration, Hange did not double up the speed but rather trippled it. You were practically shaking on the bed as your screams got louder and louder.

Not late enough, you released yourself on them. The pleasure was so unbearable it almost hurted. Panting on the bed, you looked at the ceiling to regain control of yourself. Then looking back at Hange, only to see that they were already staring at you lovingly.

"Can you untie me now? I need to pee," you coughed.

"Ahaha, no piss on the bed," Hange declared as you were startled by their statement.

"Just kidding lemme help you refresh yourself," Hange joked making you feel relieved.

End.

Thank you for reading this. :)

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