#im glad things are coming back to me quite easily

[moonsaver]

Hi! It’s @pix3lplays! (On anon because I have another account and I can’t switch which account I’m asking from haha)

I wanted to say thanks for being so nice when I responded to your comment on one of my posts~I really appreciated what you said hehe, definitely made me feel bit more confident and inspired me to keep writing :)

So I thought I’d throw an ask out since requests are open~

If you’re not interested no problem but I’ve thought about it a little and I thought maybe you’d have some thoughts.

Yandere!Sunday when his darling somehow gets seriously hurt, how do you think he’d feel, what would he do?

Personally I think he’s a complete control freak already when it comes to reader, so it just gets WORSE…ANYWAYS I wanna hear YOUR thoughts if you’re interested in the prompt hehe~ also if you’ve already talked about this oops I must’ve missed it, sorry in advance-

But yeah thanks so much, it was really cool to talk to you, take care of yourself, please!!

Hello Pixel! Thank you for sending in this ask, you're very sweet haha <3 i like your writing and im glad i helped you become more confident in it. Also,same issue here, i cant send asks from this account specifically, so i use anon or just use my personal blog to send asks.

Anyways, onto the request,

Ooh, my Yan!Sunday brain is ticking.. he really is an absolute control freak, and is a bit of a mess when he sees you seriously injured. A miscalculation, ignorance, negligence, or perhaps just.. an oversight from his part? Whatever the reason is, he's in high-drive now, and absolutely stressed about it. He only has a worried and distant look on his face, and at this stage he's prone to easily snapping at anyone, but his mind would be on a completely different level of stress. How dare they? How dare anyone lay a filthy inch of a finger on you? To stain you with their sins, and to breach your skin in such a grotesque manner.. he's absolutely enraged.

He insists on tending to you himself personally, unless it's so serious paramedics have to be involved. Stays by your side until he cant, sitting on the egde of the bed, body turned halfway to face you, fingers ghosting the edge of your face with tenderness.

However, this tenderness is only limited to your recovery period.

After you wake up or recover a bit, practically any freedom you would have had is gone. Completely.

Scolds you, borderline yells at you, holds you still with a deathly tight grip on your arms, forcing you to look into his eyes. This happened because you left. This happened because you were out of his watch. This all happened because of your freedom. Don't you dare even bother mentioning going out anywhere. You will be surveillanced almost all the time. He spends a suffocating amount of time next to you, harshly spitting back whenever you try to protest or reason with him. His words aren't gentle at all, and you're getting on his nerves. Perhaps he should just look over you himself, force you into a borderline coma in the dream fluid, and deal swiftly with the perpetrators.

Robin catches wind of this at some point.. she tells you that he's just worried, and there's a lot of people that don't quite hold The Family in high regards. Just.. its okay. Let him do this.

Let him pick out your clothes, brush your hair, check your healing wounds, gently ebb the water over them as you bathe, and kiss the skin of your shoulder when both of you stay silent after another argument.

If you still continue arguing.. he doesn't have a choice. He slumps a bit, a hand coming up to massage his temple as he sighs, and tells you in a softer voice that he's terrified. The worst thing that could happen did happen. He almost lost you. Can't you just go with it and let him be assured? You're dragging it out much more than it needs to be. He's spent many sleepless nights, ideas of dreamscapes turning into nightmares as the image of your hurt face flashes in his mind. Just cooperate, for Aeons' sake.

And no one speaks after that. He emotionally blackmails and manipulates you as a sort of final resort. Surely, you'd understand. It's not like it's far from the truth anyway. He is scared. But more than that, he's enraged this happened in the first place.

Adding on more to it,

Once things calm down.. in a twisted sort of way, he realizes just how perfectly he can get you under his complete control from these events. He may even not so subtly orchestrate similar events to scare you, to keep you in check, forcing you to rely on him completely, as he swoops in at the right time, acting as some kind of a "savior". Its a sick mindset, and he's not ashamed of it. Oh dear, you were just so pleasantly compliant after that event. And it just solidifies his statement that you shouldn't be going outside anymore, or be constantly accompanied by the Bloodhound Family guards, after only a few incidents of various threat levels.

In the end, it's a cycle that repeats up until you finally give in and let him take any and all freedom you have. He sets down your hairbrush with a gentle 'clack', kisses the crown of your head, and tells you it's alright. He will take such good care of you. Just listen to him. Listen to his every word. He has your best intentions in mind. Don't think about anything, anyone. You're a smart girl, surely you understand?

#moonink #hsr #honkai star rail #hsr sunday #honkai star rail sunday #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #hsr x you #hsr sunday x reader #yandere honkai star rail #yandere sunday x you #yandere sunday x reader #yandere sunday #yandere hsr sunday #yandere hsr x reader #yandere hsr x you #yandere hsr #yandere honkai star rail x reader #sunday hsr #hsr sunday x y/n #hsr sunday x you #sunday x reader #yandere headcanons #sunday x you

[captain-mj]

I love the Superhero AU! After the first part you mentioned another part was on the way, so I didn't want to bother to ask you to continue when that was already the plan. Not a fan of making people feel rushed.

The "enemies to lovers" tending to their injuries and recovery. The "I didn't know where else to go." I AM INSTANTLY DECEASED. I NEED MORE! I need it to its conclusion! The pet shadows with the judgmental stare! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Delivered!! Im very glad you liked it!!

@joltom

Ghost was… well. Struggling. He was starving, having a hard time cooking for himself, and he was pretty sure any progress he made on his ribs had gotten fucked up when he had gotten tossed around like a ragdoll. His shadows did their best, but they could only do so much, especially when he didn’t have the strength to take control of them.

It took two days, and the realization that despite all of this trying he wasn’t healing yet, before Ghost shot Soap a text. “Come over.”

Soap got the text message during a meeting. Price had asked him a million questions when he finally showed up but he had simply explained that Ghost had “Contacted him for information and opened up about a possible future” which quickly made Price let that slide. How could he be mad at him for that? Their whole goal was to deal with Ghost by either getting him to stop or joining so that way he would have to follow the rules.

When Soap saw Ghost’s come over message, he didn’t even have to lie about who it was or what he asked. So Soap was over in a flash, desperate to find out what Ghost wanted.

To find him in a worse state than before was rather distressing after all of the excitement. Soap happily helped him out though and, despite how much Ghost hated it, they quickly formed a nice alliance.

Ghost, in a rather desperate need to be useful, gave Soap missions. Nothing that would require someone dying, of course. Just stopping specific times that would take place at certain times or checking on a situation for him.

Soap found himself more and more infatuated with him. The Shadows begrudgingly gave their approval of him after a while which was much appreciated, but there were more and more strands of darkness around Ghost. They were slow to appear and Ghost explained they’d been busy keeping some of his organs working.

“Not quite immortality but close, yeah? That’s the not sentient part of it. Even if the Shadows disappeared or I put them away for a bit, this stays.”

Soap felt a lot better when he thought about kissing Ghost later. The Shadows wouldn’t have to watch but he’d still be strong enough to properly kiss back. Excellent.

(Though Soap had to admit, in most of his fantasies, Ghost’s perceived weakness was a bonus. The idea of him easily pinning down the great Ghost, turning him from a powerful antihero to just the human underneath. Very exciting prospects.)

But he was careful to not think of any of that while he took care of Ghost. He stayed clinical. Just a sweet nurse to help him out.

Ghost was very happy the first day he didn’t really need Soap around. Soap was crushed. But… Ghost never really asked him to stop coming and Soap continued to arrive and they acted… normal.

They’d watch tv or Soap would cook while Ghost watched him and one day, instead of wearing his balaclava, he wore a black gaiter, letting Soap see the… the…

“You’re blond?” That was the first thing Soap said. Besides the fact his hair was a beautiful mess of bedhead curls that had Soap foaming at the mouth, it made the soft brown eyes seem so much darker by comparison.

“I bleach it.”

Soap could barely string his thoughts together afterwards. Ghost made food this time, watching him with slight amusement.

“My mum taught me how to cook.” Ghost said softly. He seemed a little vulnerable at this moment, the Shadows having disappeared. The sun on him. Soap shouldn’t be staring. He’s supposed to be a good person. A hero. The epitome of chivalry and bravery and all that.

So why did he feel like such a coward? He just kept staring at Ghost’s back. Underneath his band tee, there were tons of scars. Scars Soap had wanted to touch. His own skin couldn’t do it. No one he knew had such vulnerabilities and those that did most certainly didn’t put themselves in harm's way. He didn’t make friends with many regular people. Maybe that’s why Ghost felt so… refreshing. Tempting.

Soap wanted. He lusted. All while Ghost tentatively shared details about his life.

Soap had never felt like more of a bad person.

Ghost put the food in front of him and Soap ate every bite. It was so good and Ghost softened the more he ate.

Soap smiled at him a little and Ghost glanced away. They were dancing around each other and the music had started to crescendo. Eventually, they’d have to collide. To come to some conclusion.

“Why do you keep coming?” Ghost asked softly. “Are you waiting for me to change my mind? I’m not going to join your league. I can’t. How well do you think it’ll go if they find out I’m human?”

“I’m not here to make you join the league.”

Ghost stared at him, analyzing him. When he was satisfied with what he found, he asked. “Then what are you here for? Because you didn’t keep coming out of the kindness of your own heart. There’s other people. Other things you could be doing. I went back to going out and helping people and you didn’t stop me. So what do you want from me?”

“I want you.” Soap admitted softly. “I just… want you.”

“I’m not something worth wanting.” Ghost said softly.

Soap swallowed. “My name is Johnny. I’m 24. I hate dogs. I’ve dated a bunch of people but never anything serious. I knew i was going to be a hero by the time i was 8 and they told me i was made for it. I so rarely get to want things but i really, really want you.”

Ghost tilted his head, something amused there again. “I know what you’re thinking. You see my big brown eyes and you think I’m all pretty under here. Maybe the hair gets you all hot and bothered. I make jokes. I pretend. But I know once I lose the mask, it's gone. I’m not attractive under here. A fact I’m reminded of constantly. So let me go ahead and shatter the illusion.”

He took his mask off and dropped it on the table.

The scarring was not pretty. A sharply cut Glasgow smile. Burns. Acid burns. That’s what they were. Cutting streaks down from his lips and down his chin. They were faded and clearly a little old but still visible.

“You’re gorgeous.” Soap said softly, but just a little too fast to be a lie.

Ghost made a face as he stared at him, but it quickly started to crumble. “What?”

“You’re gorgeous.” Soap repeated and with little effort, he was in front of Ghost, hand on his shoulders. He was being greedy again. Drinking him in.

The kiss was fast. Desperate. Strangely human.

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #simon ghost riley #call of duty modern warfare ii #johnny soap mactavish #cod mw2 #cod #ghostsoap #soapghost

[fallingdownhell]

i love your writing so much i can't resist from requesting -

im an AS student and man these exams are not easy I've been pulling all nighters and its obviously effecting on me a lot and i don't have a thoma in my life T^T

can i request thoma x reader (modern AU) where she is pulling all nighters, skipping meals, etc while thoma is away on a buisness trip or something (with the Kamisato siblings) and when he gets back to home he sees her almost passed out with a fever and he takes care of her and helps her get back on her feet again ^^

feel free to ignore this <3

have a nice day/night and take care :D

Thanks, I'm glad to hear that<3

Ugh yeah, studying and exams are hard, but please do take care of yourself! That's still the most important thing to do.

But honestly, you're so right. Everyone should have a Thoma in their life. So, allow me to prepare something. Hope that it helps to relax you a bit as well<3

Pairing: Thoma x reader

Content: gender neutral reader; Modern AU; burnout; stress; exams suck; comfort; being taken care of when sick

Word count: 1,8k words

Enjoy the ride!

Studying was hard.

In fact, it was one of the worst things on this planet to ever exist. Why do people have to go through this for multiple years in their life?

It was already hard enough to stay focused and not get distracted by literally anything else. Even the most minute thing could normally easily steal your attention away.

Yet right now, you had to endure. A hard week was coming your way, two very important exams were approaching, with a third one being scheduled the week after.

You have been studying non stop for a few days now, but somehow, nothing seemed to stay in your head, every word you read seemed to be thrown out your head again at the next second.

So, instead of taking a break and just giving yourself even a few minutes of rest, you just studied even harder. Days became longer and longer and before you knew it, you were studying well into the night, but you couldn't help it.

Those exams were very important, it could possibly ruin your entire future if you were to fail even one of them. At least, that's what you're telling yourself.

To your (mis)fortune - however you wanna look at it now - your boyfriend Thoma, who usually would be pestering you by now to finally take a break, wasn't around for a few weeks, since he went on a trip with a few of his friends.

At first, he wanted to bail out of it, so he could stay with you and support you through these tough weeks. But you insisted that he went on the trip, said it would be good for him to get out and spend some quality time with his friends.

In the end, he reluctantly agreed to it, but he still made sure to text you every day, reminding you to take care of yourself and to not overwork yourself.

Each time you got a text like that from him, you felt guilt well up inside you, from how you so easily ignored his worries about you and your health. Yet, every time again, you pushed those feelings down again, telling you that you had no time for them right now.

...

You were currently deep into yet another study session again, your head already pounding from the constant stress and influx of information, when your phone gave off a text notification next to you.

The screen lit up once you looked at it, showing you a new message from Thoma and also told you that it was already almost midnight again.

'You still up?', was the message displayed on your screen. You hesitated on wether or not you should respond to him, knowing that he would most likely scold you for staying up so late again. But in the end, you decided on just answering him.

'Yeah, I am. What's up?', you replied back to him.

You waited a few seconds for his answer, but instead of a new message came the notification of an incoming video call. Confused but also pleasantly surprised, you accepted the call and were soon greeted with the handsome face of your boyfriend Thoma, which you haven't seen in quite some time. God, how did you only now realise how much you missed him?

"Hey", he said, his voice sounding a bit off thanks to the quality of the phone, but that's okay. At least you got to hear his voice again.

"Hey", you answered back with a soft smile, taking in his surroundings. He was laying on his stomach, holding his phone in front of him with one hand, while the other rested under his chin on a pillow. In the background, you could hear soft snoring.

"Is that Ayato snoring in the background?", you laughed, but Thoma seemed to be used to it at this point.

"Yeah. I'm actually not surprised you hear that, but trust me, it's so much louder when your in the same room as him. He sleeps like a stone and his snoring has kept me up so many times. Like today."

You nodded in understanding. While Thoma may not snore, your previous partner sure did, and it robbed you of your sleep more times than you could count.

"How are you, (name)? Taking enough breaks?", he asked, even managing to give you a pointed look through the camera of the phone. You briefly debated on just telling him yes so he would feel better, but you couldn't bring yourself to lie to Thoma. Not when he was so earnestly concerned about you.

"More or less..", you opted to respond, thinking it would not sound too bad. Yet, knowing you for this long, Thoma knew exactly what that meant.

"(Name)...", he sighed, pinching his nose with his free hands. But before he could go on a full blown rant, you tried changing the subject.

"Let's not talk about that, okay. I'll manage and I don't want to ruin the good mood of your trip. I hope you're having fun by the way."

Thoma looked at you for a few seconds, deciding on wether or not to just go with it. "I know what you're trying to do here. Just... promise me you won't take it too far, okay. Don't neglect yourself, take breaks and remember to eat something."

"Thoma.. I can't really promise you, but I'll try, okay?"

He sighed again, but agreed to that with a reluctant "Alright.", since he knew that this would probably be the best he would get out of you. He really hated how you had this habit to just not take care of yourself when you were stressed, which is why he didn't want to go on this trip in the first place.

But, you were right after all. He really needed this trip to get out for a bit and breath some fresh air, and he had a lot of fun with both Ayato and Ayaka. You were initially invited to join them as well, but sadly had to decline because it would overlap with your exams.

The two of you talked for quite a bit about all kinds of things. The stuff the three of them had been up to during their trip, where they went to (since it was a road trip) and stuff like that. Hearing about it, you were really sad you couldn't join them, but that's just how things are now.

Before ending the call, Thoma informed you that they probably would be back by the end of next week, which was also when you would finally be done with all your exams. Then, you could finally rest again and enjoy some much needed quality time with your boyfriend again.

"Good night, (name). I love you."

"I love you too, Thoma. Good night."

And after that, your screen went black again, and you were suddenly all alone again in your quiet room, with nothing to occupy your mind but the constant need to study and get better.

So, with a deep sigh, you got back to work.

...

It was finally done. The last test has been dealt with, it was over.

You arrived at your apartment, utterly exhausted. You had been ignoring the warning signs of your body for far too long, and yet you still insisted of pushing your own limits.

You started to develop a constant headache a few days ago, with the fever joining in two days ago. Yet you still pushed through, telling yourself that you were fine, that you were able to do this.

And you did do it, but now that you were falling onto your couch, finally able to relax for the first time in two weeks, you realized what you had done to yourself.

You had no strength left in you, no will to do anything at all. You were utterly exhausted and done, not being able to do anything but welcome the darkness that overcame you as you simply passed out on the spot.

...

"(Name)? I'm home!", Thoma yelled as he entered your apartment, using the spare key that you gave him. When no reply came back to him, worry began to rise even more. He had been texting you for the last three hours, telling you that he got back safely. But when you still didn't reply, his concern got the best of him, and he made his way over to your apartment.

"(Name)?", he tried again, while moving through the living space. Once he passed the living room, he saw you, laying on the couch, passed out. At first, thinking nothing of it, he smiled a little and made his way over to your side, crouching down next to you.

But when he saw the pained expression on your face and how sweaty you were, he instantly knew something was up. Without thinking, he gently picked you up into his arms to carry you to your bedroom, before he went to check on your temperature.

As he suspected, you had a fever.

"Damn it, (name).", he sighed. Seemed like he had to take care of you until you wake up again.

...

When you woke up again, you had no idea what time it was, but judging by the the lack of bright light coming form outside, it had to be either evening or night already.

Your head was still spinning a bit and when you went to touch your forehead, you noticed something cold and wet.

That's also when you realized that you weren't in the living room anymore, but actually your bedroom.

Still confused and trying to piece the missing information together, the door to your room swung open, revealing the form of your boyfriend Thoma to you.

"Thoma! You're back!", you exclaimed, trying to get out of the bed, but were quickly pushed back down again.

"Don't even think about getting up. Your fever is still way too high for you to be jumping around like that.", he scolded, which caused you to follow his instruction. Only now did you also notice that you were wearing your pyjama and not the things you collapsed in on the couch. He really took care of everything for you...

"I'm sorry..", you quietly mumbled, and you meant it. You felt bad and guilty for causing him to worry so much about you. Even worse that he had every right to do so, since you did work yourself sick.

Thoma sighed, sitting down on the bed, slowly extending a hand to stroke your hair a bit.

"Don't scare me like that again. You were passed out for hours. All I want is for you to be okay. I can only achieve that if you also start taking care of yourself."

"Okay.. I promise I'll take better care."

And he believed you. It was the only thing he could do, besides nursing you back to health right now. And you appreciated and loved him even more for putting up with you and still caring for you, despite all.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #sickfic #genshin sickfic #genshin impact sickfic #genshin impact scenario #genshin scenario #genshin impact thoma #thoma x reader #thoma x you

[nocturneblight]

(Enthu’s nocturnal rest))

The two parked themselves near the tree, sitting down and resting they’re backs up agains the firm trunk, they watched outward towards the lake, looking at he bright hues that were the waters and sky, it was still gorgeous outside.

Jenecis turned her head towards Edward, “So.. Edward, How are you feeling about all we went over tonight? You sure look like you caught on well to the whole magic thing.”

Edward faced her, smiling.

“Yeah! It’s been really fun! I thought it’d be harder than what it was but nope, I think I could get used to this sort of thing pretty easily.” He replied.

Jenecis nodded, “That’s true, Man.. You really are a prodigy at this I think, Whenever I started up using spells it took me quite the while to actually mature them, like, A long, long while. Im surprised you already got the hang of it.”

“Its thanks to your help, I never would have tried or understood how to do this without you being here, teaching me about it and taking the time to do so, Thank you for this, and actually, everything as a matter of fact. You’ve been really great to me for what little time we’ve had together and I’m grateful for it.” He answered happily.

Jenecis shyly smiled back, “of course! I mean, We’re friends.. Ya know? This kind of thing is a normality between two of this relationship quality, It’s a common decency”

Edward chuckled, “Common decency? When is the last time you seen that? For me, I can’t even recall how long it’s been since another took the time to treat me respectfully.”

Jenecis chuckled back, her smile slowly sinking to a still lip, not sad or happy but simply still.

“Yeah… Years for sure, I don’t think I’ve had such a delightful time with another in roughly a decade…” she wandered off, contemplating on each of their loneliness.

Edward gently tugged on her right arm, gaining her attention.

“Hey! I’m glad that decade is over and we’re here now, the past was bad for sure but, now look at us! Tonight was great! You helped me understand magic, We both did some absurd exercise that ended with you tackling me into the water! You can’t tell me tonight wasn’t worth it” he jested.

Jenecis stopped her ruminating and grinned at him, knowing he was trying to shake her out of her odd feelings.

“You’re right, as always, haha. We really did do a lot tonight, you had me going nuts, thinking you were really about to summon a monster to destroy us all… Your already attuned to using magic like it’s nothing… your full of surprises Edward, I can only wonder what your going to do next, hehe…” she giggled.

Edward laid back against the tree, his legs kicked up on one another and his arms rested behind his head in relaxation.

“Whatever comes next, we’ll do it together! It’ll be hard for anything to go wrong when you’re here with me.” He said.

Jenecis assumed a similar position, resting back like he did, splaying out and taking a gentler demeanor.

“Yeah, about whatever comes next…” she said aloud.

Edward turned his head towards her, “Still thinking about our plan?”

Jenecis frowned a bit, “Yeah…”

Edward focused his attention on her, “Are you thinking we shouldn’t do it?”

Jenecis shook her head, “No no, I really want it to work out but…”

“But what?” He interrupted.

Jenecis looked downward, “What if you get killed? I’ve already ran the idea through my head numerous times and know the Scheme but, There is always the possibility that something can go wrong.” She said.

Edward joined her and lowered his smile.

“Jenecis listen, I’ve really enjoyed what you have showed me recently, I used to long for my life to end sometimes when I lived on the streets because of how terrible it was but now I want to live more than ever. Knowing there is more to this world than surviving has given me even greater hope than I’ve ever felt before.” He explained.

“And with that being said, I’ll make sure to get the job done and return back safe. It’s true, I’ve never taken a living persons life before but this should be really simple, ya know? I trust you understand that we, as living beings, live very fragile lives that could end any second. heck, it’s the reason why we worry now, But despite all of that, enthu’s life is delicate also, all it takes is one dagger to any where on her body with that serum you gave me and she’s done, and since I’m going to take her in her sleep, the advantage is in our favor.” He explained throughly, trying to convince her not to worry.

“And if she wakes up? If she’s not asleep? I’ve seen her always enter her house at this late hour, I’ve always assumed she goes to bed but what if I’m wrong?” Jenecis questioned, not looking at Edward but reflecting on herself.

He chimed in, “That magic you showed me tonight will help us then, just think, if I can run really quick, jump super high, and summon something for AT LEAST 11 seconds followed by horrible lighting, then surely enough I stand a chance at staying alive, ya know?”

Jenecis slightly smirked, soon followed by her frown continuing.

“What am I doing? Sending him into enthu’s house at night to murder her, why can’t I do it myself? What makes this so intimidating? If it’s intimidating for me then why am I sending him? I don’t want him dying, and yet I’m going to be asking him to do a task that I myself refuse to do out of fear of being caught…

No, it’s not out of fear is it? I just want the town people to realize how much they need me, if I were to leave for those couple of weeks and have enthu die quickly, The moment I returned the people would realize how much of value I am, it would show all of them that they were useless without me, that enthu was just another pathetic sort that didn’t care about them and only focused on herself.” She thought, not replying to Edward and still thinking heavily.

“But now that I’ve spent so much time with Edward, Is it really worth it? Why should I care about the people if I have him? He’s loyal to me, I took him in, clothed him, taught him, had good times with him. He treats me right, but… No. Enthu is the reason behind why I have these marks on my body, she’s the idiot who got in my way, it was her own damn fault for coming into this town, she’ll ruin our future if I let her stay alive, I can’t run the risk of her being around any longer, one way or another… she’ll somehow convince everyone to turn on me.

What happens then? Mass hysteria causes the mob mentality of the citizens to surround me and then it’s all over, I’ll lose my house, my things, possibly my life, Edward…, I have to nip the bud right now, Seal the deal and then me and Edward can live in peace. I’ll be the savior of this town, ME, Just as always.” She finished, making up her mind.

Edward patted her shoulder, snapping her out of her thoughts once more.

“Jenecis? Hello?”

She turned to him, “Sorry about that, just a bit nervous about our whole plan”

Edward tilted his head, still gazing at her.

“Have some faith in me, eh? Just like with our magic, we’ll get what we want. All we have to do is trust that it’ll work out.” He replied, attempting to lighten her mind.

Jenecis falsified a smile to him,

“You’re right Edward, just like the magic we use, Belief will make our plans work out” she said, accepting his hope.

Jenecis recalled what she offered Edward for doing this deed, A house paid at her expense, food every month, luxuries beyond his imagination.

“Hey so, This is just a proposal but…” she stopped, stuttering a little through her words, trying to find the will to not make herself sound foolish.

“Yeah?” He asked.

She quickly worked her feelings back together, ready to speak her mind.

“That offer I told you earlier, about the house and all… Well, it’s going to be your reward for helping my plans but I- I wanted to tell you that there is an alternative to it, If you’d like of course!” She squeaked nervously.

Edward noticed her sudden shyness over the subject, But decided not to pressure her.

“alright then, shoot” he said, ready for her special alternative deal.

“W-well, since you’re accustomed to my house and all, I figured that you could stay with me if you want” she said, somehow keeping herself together.

Edward’s eyes widened, “She wants to cohabitate!? Really?!” His mind screamed.

He didn’t mind the idea but… it was an intimate gesture to him, Knowing that she wouldn’t mind keeping him under the same roof as her, he felt special, It wasn’t everyday that someone wanted him to stay by their side.

“Y-you don’t have to accept, It’s just, if you want to, Ya know?” She struggled to say, nervous to being denied by him.

“Accepted!” He said, proudly and swiftly.

“Really?!”

“Yeah, that sounds lovely”

“G-great! I mean, sounds good, I’ll be glad to have you” she replied, trying to hide her big grin.

Jenecis stood up, dusting her now dry clothes off,

“Well Edward, we’d best head back and hit the hay, We only have one more night to go before we make the big change occur.” She spoke.

Edward stood up, following her lead, “Right! Actually… how did we stay up this long? I think we’ve been awake for two whole days!” He added

Jenecis quickly replied, “the Caffeine of course, You recall what I said about myself earlier, I’m just used to staying up multiple days but you, I’m sure your body is charged up from its first dip into the wild side of caffeine.”

“Hehe, that’s true…”

Jenecis motioned her hand,

“Come on, Let’s get some rest in, we’ve got big events ahead of us”

The two made their way back to the house, getting inside and swapping out of their clothes into sleeping attire.

Edward followed behind jenecis, both of them now standing in the middle of the living room.

“Let’s see…” said jenecis aloud, looking for the clock in the kitchen.

“2 AM huh?” She said.

“Really!?” Exclaimed Edward, amazed by the time shift.

“Yup, time sure did fly when we were talking and having fun, At least we have some time left to sleep till it’s 7, er well, for me anyway, You can sleep in if you want” she explained.

Jenecis walked upstairs, stopping herself on the second step to her bedroom.

“Pssst, Edward, you know where the guest room is right?”

Edward nervously smirked, “Ahaha, You got me”

She walked back down stairs and guided him to the guest room.

“And right in here is a bed for ya, Need anything? Hungry? Thirsty? Once I fall asleep I’m out for the count” she asked.

Edward shook his head, “No thanks, And uh, Thanks for the actual bedroom!” He replied, excited to lay in the plush bed.

Jenecis saw herself out of the room, leaning her head in once more to see him.

“Want me to tuck you in?” She said, snickering.

Edward rolled his eyes,

“Pssssh, Goodnight jen, I really appreciate what you’ve done for me”

She smirked at him, Slowly closing the door.

“Goodnight, eddy~” she said, Sweetly.

Edward’s face flushed slightly at her tender words.

“Eddy? Hehehe” he thought, Coiling up in the soft sheets and resting.

“Tomorrow night… that’s when I’ll do it, Jenecis will initiate her leave to the town, I’ll sneak out and end enthu’s life in her sleep… Then, Me and jenecis will coup together in this household… Man, I’m too tired to think right now but, So much is going to happen in one day…” he thought, lulling himself to sleep in the comfy confines of the bed.

Jenecis made her way upstairs, Falling into bed and staring at the ceiling, she tossed and turned as she tried to fall asleep, helpless to her restlessness.

After 1 hour of tossing and turning, she sat herself up on the side of the bed, leaning on her knees with her elbows and running her hands through her hair and face.

“I have to think of something that’ll make sure Edward stays safe during the killing, He knows magic… Damnit! I forgot to teach him about offense spells! If she wakes up In her sleep… Fuck… She knows far too many spells for him to even keep up with… let alone combat experience.” She thought, stressing heavily.

Jenecis stood up out of bed and paced around, plotting on how she could turn the tides of possibilities more in her favor.

“I could give him something to protect him, Let’s see… armor? Nope. He isn’t trained in using it, plus he needs to sneak in.

“And after this? He’ll be subjected to dying at an old age, then I’ll be alone again… unless…” She kept thinking.

“I’ve got it!” She mumbled at a whisper.

Without a second thought, jenecis reached into the closet in her bedroom, shuffling around the top shelf and soon picking out a large pouch of coinage.

The gold metals clicked together as she gripped the heavy pouch, every texture and edge of the coins stabbed against the pouches leather and outlined it.

She then reached into her closet once more, now picking out a pair of similar clothes to what she wore earlier. Swapping into them from her loungewear and stuffing the pouch of coins into her pocket, then making her way out of her bedroom.

As her hand grasped the door handle to open it, she realized Edward would be still asleep.

“Easy… easy” she whispered to herself, attempting to sneak down the stairs.

The floor creaked gently as her feet touched each step, She made sure to softly weigh herself down each edge.

Gentle steps sounded off the stairs, not loud enough to echo through the room, soon enough, she finally found herself at the bottom of the steps.

With one foot going in front of the other, she walked towards the door leading to the front of the house, slipping on her loafers and tenderly unlocking the door, pulling it open and sliding it shut behind her with little noise made.

Now, out on the stone streets, She made her way towards the other side of the town, stepping through the shadowed roads that no one else was present on.

*tik tik tik*

Jenecis stood before the store the two had visited earlier, looking up and seeing the opening hours were far away from the current time.

She walked up to the apparatus that was near the door, poking the screen and initiating its features.

“Yo, Biyat it’s me” she said into it, Making sure to keep her voice down so none would be alerted.

“I’m in need of a special order, I need it done by today. When you get this I need you to immediately ping me.” She continued.

And with those final words, She clicked the device again, sealing her message into it and walking away, now going towards the main plaza of the town.

She made her way past multiple stores, every light was off, everyone was asleep, passed out, or drunk. Even the bars lights were turned low, only the blue hue of the sky existed at this late hour.

She walked towards the big house that was in the middle of the road leading in and out of the plaza, from the gate to the center and beyond the town.

She looked at the yellow flowers that were spread across the lawn, perfectly taken care of, neatly ordered. She looked up soon after, now gazing at the houses purple curtains and well crafted sturdy structure of stone and wood, It was one of the grandest houses in town, compared to the many others.

“Edward will make his way into here soon…” she thought.

Jenecis slowly crept into the yard, making her way over the sturdy steel fence that locked anyone out, a quick vault over was enough to land her into the properties garden.

“Nearly landed on the flowers” she mumbled quietly, making sure to avoid leaving any traces of her presence.

She stepped through the garden, forwarding towards the houses front door, only moving along the tiny stone pathway that zigzagged through the plants.

Once reaching the door, She put her head against it, leaning sideways to listen in.

“Not a noise” She thought, realizing enthu was definitely asleep by this time.

She then trekked across the sides of the house, looking at the buildings sides to spot an opening to enter.

The multiple windows along the structure were all closed, the purple curtains pulled taut over them to block any sight, all but for one that was at the very top of the house, The only one that was left open and could overlook the neighborhood.

“I didn’t think this through enough” she processed to herself, Reflecting on how Edward would get into the house.

“Wait a moment, Jumping! He can definitely make it in through there!” She thought.

Jenecis walked to the wall that had the open window, She could jump into the window herself, but, The possibility of being found out was too great.

“I need to see what’s in there, Maybe I could map out what the inside looks like so Edward could easily get in and out.”

Jenecis closed her eyes, thinking hard on what she wanted.

“A moveable first person view of the houses insides, That’s all I need, a way to move around inside the house through a floating eye, Like a flys view, a way to secretly record what’s inside…” she continued to think, meditating on the idea, channeling her magic to grant something of value.

Fffshhhh…

A mist of opaque white puffed in front of her, forming a small, see-through Gnat.

Her view suddenly shifted from looking at the side of the house to her own face, seeing how her eyes closed, her head lowered, standing still in place without too much movement.

“All right, it worked!” She thought to herself, unable to form words in her new inhabited body.

She flew upward, reaching higher altitude to get into the window.

Her new form was harder to breathe in, the lungs were small, the shape was obtuse, and the higher she flew the more her lungs strained.

“Keep it together, I just need a quick view of the house and then I can simply fall back into my normal state.”

Flying through the window, she realized the room was the attic of the house, interesting trinkets were placed through the room, Books and blankets were dressed across the couch, a table had reflexive baubles items on it.

It was quite big for an attic, a living space no doubt.

“She must spend some time up here…” thought jenecis, still viewing the rooms odd design.

With enough looking around, She spotted stairs leading downward from the attic room and into the second floor. She then flew down them and waded around the other apartment, seeking out where enthu rested.

There was multiple rooms on the second floor, doors leading into spaces that had numerous uses, a shower, a recreational room, a library-esque area, etc.

“Who needs this many rooms anyway?” She thought, curios to the houses design.

After searching through all of the second floor rooms, she came up with zero sightings of enthu.

“Is she not even home today?”

Jenecis transferred downstairs, reaching the last bottom floor of the house, first the kitchen, and the dining room, then making her way towards the living room door, The biggest of the previous rooms.

“She’s gotta be around here somewhere-“

“UUUUUUUUUNGGGGH”

*GASP*

Jenecis quickly darted behind the corner of the doorframe, tucking up against the side and keeping her tiny limbs clutched onto the wall.

Her heart raced, her breathing hitched and she felt her chest become heavy as she exhaled and inhaled in panic.

“Who made that noise!? Don’t tell me she saw me!” Her mind scrambled, in fear over that sudden heavy voice.

The gnats body began to fade, jenecis felt her energy wavering, such panic was forcing her out of her focus over the state of her phantom body.

Her eyes darkened around the edges, a headache creeped up on her temples and began to close her eyesight off.

“Breathe! Just breathe! Calm yourself!” She thought, Now channeling her thoughts into centering around her air intake.

“PHEEEEEW” sounded off the deep voice again, in a much lighter tone.

Jenecis turned and flew back from the doorframe into the air again,

“What? Did someone just whistle?” She thought, now working her way to the doors opening to look again.

“UUUUUUUUUUUNGH”

She slowly bended her phantasm form around the corner, arching her bug eyes around the corner and staring into the living room.

“What in the-“

She spotted the source of the noise, laying down on the couch, splayed out for her to see in clear view.

“There she is!” Thought jenecis, now automatically relaxing her breathing again.

She flew over above enthu’s body, making sure to keep her distance, just in case she were to wake up.

Enthu’s tall body took up the entire couch, her sharp pointy ears shot off the end. Her rotund belly inflated and deflated, rhythmically expanding and depressing with each intake of air. her legs were adorned by striped thigh highs that were tautly fitted onto her, she looked comfy, maybe without pride but comfy regardless.

Her fluffy body and limbs were spread out on the couch, her two arms hanging off the side in sloppily fashion, her hands limp with nothing in them. Although a packet of sweets was on the floor slightly below where her hands were, Her legs were similar, one kicked over the ledge of the sofa while the other was tucked into her. Her large tail extended out and flopped over herself almost like a pillow, And finally, a blanket was pulled across her lazily, only half covering her body, like it had been yanked around numerous times.

The table next to her was decorated with interesting things, from food, candy, and drinks. Containers opened with the lids swinging still, Wrappers scattered out along the table and poorly decorated the floor somewhat.

There was one single device resting on a wooden stand from across enthu’s position, roughly eye level with her body. A glossy firm, square box that was thinner than a sword, it looked to be playing music at a low, Quiet tune. the sound of brass instruments gently sounded off through the room, even string instruments joined the endeavors of the tune being played.

“What in the fuck is going on?” Thought jenecis, watching the entirety of the room around her, a bit disappointed by how it looked.

“She really let herself go… It’s only been a 2 years! Where is her strong form? Her dominating presence? She looks like a stuffed animal now!” Jenecis said to herself.

Suddenly, her sight blurred.

“Nnngh! Spent too much time looking!”

Jenecis focused her breathing, channeling her thoughts to herself.

“I’ve seen enough, time to return, I got what I needed.”

With that being thought, Her eyesight returned to her original body, opening her eyes and seeing the outside of the house once more, Taking a large breathe in and out, relieved to have her much bigger lungs back again.

“This’ll be easy”

She then made her way back to the front gate, stepping over it once more and walking back to her house.

“Just gotta remember the rout I took inside, explain it to Edward and he’ll be able to do it, no problem at all.”

As she got to the door, she recalled that Edward would still be fast asleep, With caution, she gently peeled the door open and tip toed.

One step into the house, She was face to face with Edward

“Didn’t I tell you to come home by midnight missy? That’s it, you’re grounded for a week.” Said Edward, looking sterner than ever.

Jenecis yelped, getting startled by his sudden words, “Edward! What are you doing up now?” She panicked.

Edward cocked his brow, “I could ask you the same question, i heard you leaving AND returning, your footsteps were noticeable” he remarked.

She tucked away past him, dismissively revealing her hands to show she was innocent.

“I just uh… was doing some more night walking! Ya know, staying up and getting pumped!” She squeaked.

“We already night walked, AND you went to fall asleep just three hours ago!” He exclaimed, not rudely but in deep question.

She went up the stairs, avoiding him, “Listen, it’s like, secret guard stuff, and you’re like, totally not allowed to know so… SHUT” she spoke, closing her room door and putting away her attire to don her armor.

*CLUNK, DONK, CLINK”

Jenecis walked out in her new set of armor, dressed from head to toe, even including her headgear.

Edward kept waiting at the doorway, wondering when she would come back down.

*tik Tok tik*

Jenecis marched down the stairs in her armor and met with Edward once more, her face now covered by the gear.

“Jenecis-“

She halted him, “I’ve gotta finish up my guard duty for today, quickly! I didn’t think the travel through and I have to leave at dusk! Sorry Edward, I really gotta kickstart my work for today but I promise I’ll chat with you for a bit when I get back!” She said, leaving in a hurry.

She closed the door behind her and left him alone in the house, now rushing down the street to get to the barracks and wake up the rest of the guards for morning patrol.

“Darn! It is five in the morning, She has a lot to answer for when she gets back but I really need to sleep” he said to himself, now moving back into the guest room and laying down.

“Guess I’ll take the day off then…” he thought, closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep again.

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[chailovesu]

hi chai !! i’m a bit anxious to ask my question because i feel like no matter how i explain things, people can’t exactly hit the nail on what i mean or tend to be hostile. but, i do feel comforted by your blog and decided to send in an ask! i’m an infj-t (the rarest and one of the most complex personality type) so that plays a major factor when it come to manifesting.

as one, i’m an overthinker, one who is in my imagination/head a lot and tend to get anxious and stress quite easily. i’ve tried many things (deciding, a+p, vision boards, scripting, praying) and tend to be stagnant because of me doubting if i’m doing enough (which is associated with my mbti) or if i’m doing it correctly. this tends to leave me frustrated, leaving my mind numb, and overall overwhelmed. it’s genuinely tiring and breaks me down everytime because i desire to live a life of joy. do you have any suggestions on how i can overcome this hurdle of mine?

p.s. though it may sound like it, i do not believe i am giving power to my mbti. my intention in stating my personality type was for you to understand how i think and function as a person (giving that sense of intimacy, per se). it personally had helped me to understand how i function as a person.

thank u in advance <3

hii! im glad you felt comfortable sending this ask i watched some videos abt the infj-t personality type so i could fully understand how to help you

from what im seeing in these videos it seems like infj's do tend to overthink and avoid doing things bc of procrastination but they also seem to be very firm in their beliefs which is actually really good for manifesting

if u tend to be in your head/imagination alot u can use that to ur advantage like i think you would like a+p with saturation bc its a constant and your brain literally always responds to repetition

but also visualization i have aphantasia so i personally dont use visualization and whenever i see the word imagine i kinda just translate it to think so if u meant seeing then visualization if u meant thinking a+p

also to not feel overwhelmed you could try manifesting things 1 by 1 and then having a list of the things u would like to manifest (i saw having things pre-planned helps alot of infjs) and maybe meditate before you do it

theres not just one right way to manifest its really wtv method you liked most you just have to tell yourself im doing it right ofc i am like discipline

(credit to my moot tenbinary on twitter) this is what i mean like the only way u can "fail" is by telling yourself you failed or going back on what u affirmed/visualized instantly

i get how acknowledging that your a intj helps you understand yourself better its not giving your power away unless u were literally like "it is impossible for me to manifest because im a infj" im a infp + a cancer and while i know that zodiacs/personality types dont rlly mean anything unless u think it does i still like to have fun relating to cancer content i see

i hope this helped you atleast a little bit and if u need anymore help feel free to send another ask or message me <3

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[irisinluv]

Yandere Love is Blind Contestant Part 2

CW: male yandere, female reader, obsessive tendancies, reality TV

The second Brandon leaves that pod, he starts planning. He can't declare y/n as his choice quite yet, but he can state his interest. He needs to build his relationship with the others a bit more first. He knows if he worms his way into the center of the whole group, no one will want to compete with him for your hand. Besides. They can provide crucial information that you may have shared on their date with you. So Brandon comes back and is all smiles, everyone is asking how it went today, and Brandon chuckles and rubs the back of his neck "Well.... while everyone was absolutely amazing, my last date really stood out to me! Did any of y'all meet with y/n today as well? What'd you think? I think she's a real sweetheart! She mentioned she's interested in reading, did any of yall catch which genre? Oh, it didn't come up? Damn, well what kinda things did y'all talk about? I wonder how similar we are to eachother!"

The other men start chiming in about what they discussed with y/n, and then Brandon switches topic over to how another man's dates went. He directs the conversation in a way that people start chiming in about what they thought of, and what they spoke about with, the girl that he was most interested in. It was so natural that no one even questioned why Brandon would be so interested in hearing about y/n. Nah. He just seemed interested in the guys! Sure, y/n caught his eye, but that just served as a jumping off point to get to know all the guys better!

He plays this game every damn day. Sometimes he wonders if he's gotta have some sort of psychological disorder for him to manipulate others so easily. But he's gotten tested. He's fit as a fiddle. So by the time his next date rolls around, he knows things you didn't discuss with him, like your favorite flower, which he has a bouquet of waiting for you on the chair.

You're shocked, obviously. It's day 2 or 3 now. It's only a second date, you never hear about anyone getting anything special on day two. And you favorite flowers at that? You ask him about it, of course, and he brushes it off, "I'm so glad you like them! I just couldn't stop thinking about you, talking to you felt like the most natural thing all day, and so I wanted to give you a little something! You just seemed like you might enjoy that type of flower, and I'm so glad I was right! How embarrassing would it be if you were allergic or something!"

After that, your date goes on. You really start to think, it's only the first couple days, but this really may be one of your end game top dates. You're still giving two or three other guys another date or two before you decide if they're gonna be worth pursuing through the next couple days of the experiment, but Brandon's definitely already made the list.

You go back to the women's quarters that night on cloud nine. The other women size you up as you walk in with the flowers, and you see more than one jealous look. Especially after you reveal that they were from Brandon. That's when you learn, apparently, he's quite popular among the ladies. You're not gonna lie. That hurts a bit. Makes you think that maybe you shouldn't have been so quick to add him to your final list..... but then again, he hasn't gotten anyone else flowers?

Your next date, you decide to bring it up. When you walk in, the room is dimly lit with some candles, it's smells and feels so cozy and relaxing, and you notice there are face masks and massage chairs set up in the room. He heard you enter, and you can hear the grin in his voice when he says "Well hello darling!" But you're just quiet, still taking in the fact that he got a whole massage chair approved by production somehow??Brandon waits a beat before saying" If this isn't my Dove, and this is actually a member of production, this is going to be so awkward." You snap out of it, laughing "No im sorry, you just shocked me! I've been a bit stressed about something, and you just hit the nail on the head with this on so many levels!" Of course he'd heard from one of the guys that one of the women filled him in on the glares you got, and how being persued by Brandon therefore put some tension between you and the other women, so he wanted to help you relax.

[grodyego]

SOFA TALK ABOUT DOVE OR ILL KILL YOU

GEHEHE THANK YOU !!!!! glad to appease the other #1 dove fan, who isnt just Me

honestly though i dont even know where to begin. for the uninitiated dove is an oc of mine who ive had since i thiiink 2017 or so, maybe ? he's a knight from the middle ages who has been displaced in time to the distant future (extremely distant, in his case) where he is then " recruited " by a group called T.A.R.G.I.T. to deal with a variety of things, but more often than not freaky sci fi wasteland mutants.

dove is intense and tends to speak or show his emotions very little, lending him a kind of stoic severity in the eyes of others. he is quite cynical and distrustful but still finds himself bound to a kind of protective instinct he can't seem to ever fully shake. he's pretty superstitious and believes very strongly in the concept of fate but can't seem to stop himself from acting out in ways that spite that fact. hes a knight who deeply resents pretty much all authority. and hes morbidly obsessed with his own suffering, as you would kind of expect a guy from the middle ages to be. his favorite animals are bugs and horses, he can do a bunch of bird calls (and more !), and he enjoys reading and crocheting in his spare time

he might honestly be my favorite oc, i mean i tend to cycle through a "favorite" a lot depending but i always do end up coming back to him pretty frequently. i could easily write a full college dissertation's worth of stuff about him but ill show a bit of restraint and not do that, even though its my birthdayyyy

i know i said i wasnt going to make myself fret over these having images but i need ppl who maybe havent seen him to see him so here are some commissions from @abyssalzones and @neptunebeetle cuz i dont wanna post my own art. its old ok. and i need to redesign his armor but im showing it off here cuz these drawings still make it look sick as fuck

#oh and hes transgender (eggman voice) i dont know if i mentioned that before #oc tag #original tag #dove

[tonberry-yoda]

Hi!! I requested a matchup for the valentine's day event and I loved it very much, I still go back to read it sometimes!! I was wondering if I could get one for spiderverse this time around please?

I'm a straight female and my pronouns are she/her.

Physical description - I'm 5'9 and I have long and curly dark brown hair and brown eyes. I have a fair skin tone, I'm slim and I've got full lips and fairly large eyes. I also have these dimples that I really like!

Personality - It takes me a while to feel comfortable around new people but once I do, I become really talkative and outgoing. I love helping out and I'm the therapist friend, people come to me to vent or for advice and comfort. I'm smart and ambitious; I love being the best at everything I do, but I'm deathly afraid of failure and disappointing the people I love. I'm quite the hopeless romantic and I love being in love! I adore big and small romantic gestures and I love domesticity sm!! I also daydream a lot and I can get lost in my own world for hours. I can be quite dramatic and stubborn and I tend to be withdrawn and distant at times. I get frustrated easily and I'm quietly competitive. My love languages are acts of service and quality time. I'm a ravenclaw, my mbti is infp and my enneagram is 4w3!

Hobbies- I love reading, my favorite genres are poetry, Russian lit, and mysteries! I love learning about new things and knowing a little bit of everything. I adore adventures, witty and playful banter, joking around and having indepth discussions on anything and everything! I love all forms of art and I have quite a few creative hobbies! I enjoy working out and I'm great at tennis and badminton. I listen to a lot of modern/indie rock and I love watching films very much! I really enjoy dressing up and playing around with makeup.

Thank you very much!! I really enjoy your blog and you seem like such a cool and fun person? I hope you have a lovely day ❤️

notes - hi anon! you sound just lovely!! thank you so much for your patience and I'm really happy you loved your other matchup! I found the perfect character for you, so lets jump right in!

THE CHARACTER I CHOSE FOR YOU IS...

and im jealous

he is my everything

BUT THIS ISNT ABOUT ME

you two just fit together

as i was reading this, i was like, oh yeah, peter b for sure and i just kept getting more and more affirmed

he isn't afraid to tell you his problems because he knows you'll listen

and on top of that, he will listen to you too

domesticity you say?? this man is literally the definition (and girl, me and you both, that is more romantic than anything, im glad someone can back me up on this <3)

you two are adorably romantic and totally in love

he just loves spending time around you two

sometimes in complete silence, the two of you will just do your hobbies together and hang out

like yall are both totally reading together and he hears you gasp over your book and needs to hear everything about that book immediately

you both love late night talks

like a cup of coffee and a deep conversation is a must

i can totally see him playing tennis with you

he's silly and it matches your silly and i cant yall would literally be so cute T^T

and he just adores every bit of you

you sound beautiful anon, and this man will not stop reminding you of that <333

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2023 @tonberry-yoda – do not repost or claim ANY of my work as your own! likes, reblogs, and comments are not only welcome, but appreciated

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[lostmyremembrall]

👑(Tom Riddle era pls :3) happy birthday! i love ur fics!!! i never usually do this but-im curious lol. uh-my name is Audrey, I've been into magic-based stuff since i was a wee babe-my hogwarts house is Slytherin, I'm demi-bi, i think i make friends pretty easily, I'm very much a physical person, when i was younger i used my hands a lot(aka i punched people lol), i get easily frustrated when it comes to school stuff, animals are my favorite thing in the world, once I claim someone to be my friend-they will be my friend, no take backs, no returns, no exchanges, they're stuck with me-forever! mwahaha! all my friends/coworkers say i have a cute laught-i dunno if that helps with anything lol, uhhhh she/her and im a cis girl? i like cutting my hair short and when i can-i like to just-pick up my friends, im stronger than i look and love to make people laugh <3

extra note-ur fics full on drop-kicked me into a Tom riddle Phase, one i never had while i was growing up XD how dare you <3

👑𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐇𝐨𝐠𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬

𝓐𝓾𝓭𝓻𝓮𝔂

A/N: Thank you so much for the birthday message, and your lovely message! I'm glad to know I was able to convert you to Tom Riddle following! loved writing for you and getting to know you! When I read you used to punch when you were small, I knew I was gonna have fun writing this lmao.

𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬

Everyone thought you were a Hufflepuff sorted into Slytherin because of your adorable laugh.

You exude charm, so you become quite popular from day one.

You have many friends, thanks to your charm, across all houses.

If anyone is lucky enough to catch your attention and you decide they will be your friend, they would be devoted to you.

Your attention is quite addictive, since you have the ability to make them feel comfortable and cherished.

Needless to say, you and your friends are extremely tight-knit and are loyal to each other to the end.

You and your friends would be often found in the bathrooms, cutting and dying each other's hair.

You're quick to offer help to strangers, and you garner quite the popularity from the underclass students as a friendly Slytherin.

But, there are some unruly folks who underestimate you.

Cygnus Black made an almost-fatal mistake in your first year of insulting you.

Problem Solver (with fists)

Needless to say, when he showed up the following day with a black eye, everyone felt a shiver down their spine and learned not to mess with you.

𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐬

Your best classes are Care for Magical Creatures and DADA.

With your proclivity for physical solutions to a problem, some professors were concerned when you began Care for Magical Creatures.

But when you showed extreme care for these creatures, they were pleasantly surprised.

Oftentimes, if not on the Quidditch pitch, you'd be found near the areas reserved for hippogriffs, Mooncalves, Nifflers, etc. taking care of them.

The creatures were quick to attach to you, being able to tell you were a good person.

Being a physical person works to your advantage in DADA, having a keen sense of hand-eye coordination and how to navigate space/distance, control of your body/magic, etc.

You're quick to detect any spell hurtling your way (similar to how you can detect a bludger coming your way).

Your reactions are quick and there are only a handful of people who can defeat you in a duel (Maybe Tom).

Cygnus Black ends up being your punching dummy often in duel practice.

Lmao you're unstoppable. Even after Expelliarmus and losing your wand, you'd jump on the opponent, straddle them and rain them with punches.

Or even more impressive is when you pick them up and throw them across the class lol.

Professor Merryweather admires your ability to adapt to any situation. But, she does have to take away a few points when you resort to punches lol.

Your classmates would cheer for you when you score in a few impressive spells.

But, the cheer from the students would slowly die down when you start punching, fear overtaking the class lol.

In recent years, you've stopped resorting to punches and rarely get in trouble.

But, your stories are still well-remembered and legendary.

You do get frustrated with your schoolwork.

Oftentimes, professors and students would find you blasting your homework with a succession of incendio, confringo, bombarda, etc.

Your professors sometimes raise a brow when you come asking for another copy of the homework. Or your assignment is scorched and smells burnt.

They know you get frustrated, and let it slide. To them, what matters is that you pushed through and still worked hard on your assignments.

Have been banned from the library on a few occasions.

The fear that flashes on the librarian's face when you walk in is unforgettable.

𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜

You have a very strong constitution and stamina thanks to your physical strength.

You're tough and it takes many hexes to take you down.

Your spells reflect your strength as a beater; powerful and hits hard.

You can see how much further your spell carries the opponent when you cast Depulso, for example.

You excel in big and flamboyant spells.

Anybody would be a FOOL to duel you unless they had the skill and power to compete with you.

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬

Starting your fifth year, you start receiving A LOT of owls and gifts.

As one of the few people who can keep Cygnus Black in line, you're a literal hero to many of your peers.

You're the definition of a cool upper-class student, especially during Quidditch when you smash a bludger into an opposing team.

You'll find many boys and girls with their mouths agape, their eyes glued to you with admiration and captivation.

The number of sexuality you've awakened is staggering.

Oftentimes, when you pick up your friends, you'd find some of them blushing in your arms.

May take a while for them to come clean about their secret feelings, considering the time period.

You end up with one of your close peers, but well after Hogwarts years when they are ready to admit their sexuality.

𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡

You make a FANTASTIC beater for the Slytherin team.

Especially paired with Lestrange, you two are an unstoppable team.

Slytherin house roars when you manage to hit someone with the bludger.

The way the wind sweeps through your short hair, you squinting in the sun as you wave to the crowd.

It comes as no surprise that you're the favourite Slytherin player of many students.

Lestrange gets jealous sometimes of your popularity, so he will bicker and tease you about it nonstop.

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐨𝐦

In your first year, you claimed him as your friend.

The genuine confusion on Tom's face,

Taken aback by your forwardness, he sheds his cool demeanour.

"What-... Excuse me?"

"No take backs, no returns, no exchanges. You're stuck with me."

Tom is bewildered. His eyes darting back and forth.

What just happened? Was he just claimed by you? Is this how it works??

During the first few years when Tom is still awkward and asocial, he would avoid you like the plague.

He sees you and your friends and he would turn on his heels and begins to dash when you catch sight of him.

He is holding back tears as he holds his books to his chest lol

Tom would often end up eating alone in the boy's bathroom to avoid you during meals.

He considers it bullying.

When all you want to do is share your Bertie Bott's with him.

He actually once reported you to the professors for 'bullying him'

Since no harm was being done, you received no punishment.

Tom was indignant.

As Tom grows older and more mature (and learns basic human social skills), Tom grows to have tremendous respect for your skills: your skill in duelling, your devotion to others, and the charisma that can convince anyone to blindly follow you.

You'd often find him amused with how easily you fight off his followers.

He desperately wishes that someone as capable as you would join his ranks.

You're well more competent than any of his followers combined, and you'd easily make the right-hand woman.

But he suspects you are too good of a person to join him.

Even if you may consider him a friend, Tom suspects keeping certain things hidden would be a wise move.

The best he can do is maintain a cordial relationship with you in hopes that you might be of use to him in other ways in the future.

Maybe some connection. Maybe a free ticket or two to your match if you become a professional Quidditch player.

For this reason, Tom often volunteers to tutor you in other subjects.

His eyes were round as a saucer when he first saw your burst of frustration against your schoolwork.

He is now used to it. People would often find you with Tom in the library, Tom calmly using the mending charm and controlling the fire as you cast Incendio to your heart's content.

Tom would shed a few anxious sweats under the scrutiny of the librarian, intent on making sure neither of them gets banned from the library.

You may be the only person who managed to get Tom stressed.

#harry potter #1k follower celebration #tom riddle #tom riddle jr #tom marvolo riddle #tom riddle fanfiction #tmr #tom riddle fanfic #harry potter fanfiction #tom riddle fic

[minheelovelee]

can u write a part 2 to the jeff and ayden thing it was so hot omgg

yes! i think it might turn out nice. + im so glad you enjoyed it!

scared of posting this one. really just thinking about jepp rn :(

Warnings: nsfw

“Are you sure, hyung?” jaeho treads lightly. you look pretty fucked out already. he looks to read your expression, but you’ve got your eyes closed.

“i wouldn’t offer if i wasn’t sure. she wants this. cant kiss her, but you can have this.” yejun slides off the bed, opening a spot for his friend.

jaeho swallow thickly. he’s never done this before. it’s only a little embarrassing for your first time fucking someone being in the presence of your best friend. he pulls the string on his sweats, pushing them down his thighs. he gives your shin a tap. “noona?”

“yeah, sweetie?” he exhales in relief. so you weren’t dead. “can, um. can i, uh…” he trails off rather than asking for your permission. you surprise him by popping upright, coming toward him with a hand on his chest. you give a light shove so he’s sitting. “you ever done this before, hun?”

he can’t find the power to respond. not when you’re trailing a finger down his chest. he shakes his head instead. “you gonna tell noona when you’re close? so i can pull off in time?” another wordless answer. this time, a nod.

“good. i knew you’d be so good to me, jaeho.” he’s glad he still has a shirt on, otherwise you might be able to see his heart pounding.

that wasn’t the case for long. you tug his top up, urging him to take it off. it slides off easily, along with his bottoms. his eyes have fought hard to keep from looking at your chest. but now that he’s exposed, he allows himself to indulge.

yejun tilts your chin towards him and meets you with a kiss. not too much, but enough to remind jaeho what’s going on.

you rake your finger through jaeho’s hair, tilting his head up to make eye contact with you. you hold it for a few seconds, letting your hands continue their path down his body. the look on his face screams innocence.

finding the place where he’s most desperate, you take him into your hand. he’s rock hard, you assume he has been for a while. yejun takes the chance to slip into your old spot, watching from behind.

you whip your head around to give him a smile. jaeho surprises you by placing his hands on your back and pulling your body forward. he takes a nipple into his mouth, making you to let out a gasp.

he looks up to see if you’re okay. after determining it was a good sound, he closes his eyes. you run your hand through his hair and rest it on his shoulder. he pulls off when you tighten your grip.

“oh, fuck.” the drag of your little hand up and down his cock make him curse out. his hands travel to your ass, giving it a squeeze before resting there.

you run your thumb over the tip, making his hips jerk as he lets out a whine. “fuck him, baby. he’s practically begging for it.” yejun chimes in, impatiently.

“yeah? you ready for me, sweetheart?” he nods yet again. “fuck, yeah.” you line him up with your entrance, coating him with wetness. sinking down, the stretch is adamant. he’s quite thick.

“jesus, noona.” you tilt his chin up. “yeah? does that feel nice, baby?” the nail marks on your shoulders give you a clue. “yeah. yeah, it does.”

he moves his hands to your hips, following your movements and aiding you. the way he bites his lip and looks up makes you want to give him everything you’ve got. your thighs burn, but do their best to bounce.

“doing such a good job, baby. riding your jaeho so well. you gonna let her do all the work?” yejun eggs him on a bit, teasing him.

he takes it as an insult. “i think she’d love to do this all day. yejunie, you really had this all to yourself and didn’t share? you don’t think everyone wants a turn with noona?” you tuck your head into his shoulder. you know exactly what he’s going for. yejun says nothing, but you know what he’s thinking. he just laughs.

jaeho secures your pelvises together and switches positions. you’re flipped onto your back, laying in front of yejun. you make eye contact briefly, giving him a smile. it’s broken quickly when jaeho starts rocking his hips.

he secures his arms under your knees, hiking them up for momentum. it’s a new angle, one you’ve never experienced before. jaeho is no less than delighted when he hears a moan from your lips.

the tightness gets to him. he’s closer than expected. holding himself off, he swipes his thumb over your clit. the sounds he pulls from you let him know that he’s doing a fine job.

“oh my god, sweetheart. doin’ so good.” he lets you egg him on. the snap of his hips becomes more erratic.

at the edge of his climax, he pulls out. a couple more pumps of his hand have him finishing on your tummy. a string of curses leave his mouth.

“c’mere, baby.” you welcome him to lay by you with open arms. yejun already had a towel by him, he figured he’d be the one needing it. he cleans you up as you hug jaeho.

“you did so good! where’d you learn all that, huh?” you tease him just a bit, hoping he has a good time. he tucks his head into your chest with a shy smile. “i ‘dunno.”

your nails scratch his scalp lightly. another hand rubs up and down his back. yejun taps your head, getting your attention. “alright, enough pillow talk. jaeho, go away. you’ve used my girlfriend enough.” jaeho doesn’t object. “okay. sorry for walking in on you, hyung. i’ll knock next time.”

“oh, i’m sure you will.” he probably won’t.

#mhll epex #mhll ayden #mhll jeff

[chaerybombs]

sickly - dahyun x j - line

"even since before their rest, twice had been planning something fun to do, no cameras involved. a fun day out where they don't have to pretend or conceal anything, and just relax."

word count ─ 1.3k

tags ─ little!dahyun, cg!j-line, sickfic (sorta?)

notes ─ first rq done! i hope u like this, im not a big fan of how it came out personally :( also, im very glad u enjoyed my last work!!

( carrd )

even since before their rest, twice had been planning something fun to do, no cameras involved. a fun day out where they don't have to pretend or conceal anything, and just relax. their idea was to go on a picnic, all of them bringing seperate things for them to share. the whole group was very exctied for the event, discussing what they'd bring weeks in advance.

initially, dahyun was very excited. but once the day was coming up, she was feeling a bit off, she assumed she was coming down with something. the others were very disappointed chances are she couldn't attend, but they understood.

the night before their day out, momo came into the school meal club's dorm room to see dahyun sitting in her bed on her phone, keeping a box of tissues handy next to her. "still feeling sick, huh?" she asked the younger. eliciting a nod. "i'm so sad you can't go with us, i know you were really excited." she said with a small frown. "it's fine, really, you guys will have a great time even without me." dahyun reassures. momo nodded before walking off to the doorway. "goodnight dubu, sleep well." she said, making her way to her own room. 

the next morning, dahyun felt somehow worse. her stomach was churning, her throat was burning, her nostrils were almost completely blocked, and she felt an oncoming headache. she groaned, when would this sickness subside? she had felt like she'd been suffering for weeks, when it's only been a few days. as she laid there, contemplating on whether or not she wanted to get up for breakfast. meanwhile, tzuyu had gotten up and over to her bed to check up on her. 

dahyun flinched, startled by the other. "you feeling alright?" tzuyu asked, worry in her eyes. "i feel horrible." dahyun complained, screwing her eyes shut. "aw, that's so lame, i really wanted you to be able to go." the youngest of the group whined, pouting. "tzu you know what'd be really nice?" the other cocked her head to the side in response. "if you went and made breakfast for me!" she said, putting her hands together and making puppy dog eyes.

however, tzuyu wasn't so easily fooled. "i know well you can do it yourself. if jihyo was able to go around and do all her chores in the dorm while sick you can go make yourself some eggs or something." she said, crossing her arms. "but jihyo's different." dahyun said, pouting even more dramatically. tzuyu rolled her eyes and walked out. dahyun was sure she had no intention of getting her breakfast, and she flopped backwards groaning as loud as her sore throat would let her. 

soon, though, tzuyu came back with scrambled eggs on a plate. "you are lucky i'm in a good mood, dahyun." she said, smirking slightly. "thanks, tzu, i owe you." dahyun smiled, picking up her fork. tzuyu nods and walks out and into the kitchen where the other members reside.

eventually, noon comes and the others are getting ready to leave for their picnic. dahyun was still upset she wasn't able to show up, insisting she was fine enough to go, but sana wouldn't let a peep come out of her the moment they checked her high temperature. "you're staying back and that's final missy." sana said, wagging her finger at the younger. at one point, mina offered to stay back at the chance dahyun gets lonely or even regresses, she'd feel horrible if she were all sick and little, but dahyun declined her offer. "i don't wanna be the reason you miss out, i'll be fine." she assures, not fully sure if she trusted what she was saying. she regressed frequently and couldn't resist the urge very well, so chances are they'd come home to a little.

nobody was quite convinced, but there was no arguing with her, she didn't wanna make anyone say. once they were all ready, she shooed the group out of the door, wishing them a fun time. the moment they were out, she plopped on the couch, letting out a loud, dramatic cough as she did so. the idea of regressing sounded absolutely heavenly in her mind, but she had JUST promised the others she would be fine and didn't need to.. but technically it's not like it was guarenteed she'd regress SUPER little, maybe just kidspace, around 5-7,  a space she didn't go into often. she was typically in babyspace or toddlerspace, loving to be babied. the moment she put on one of her favorite cartoons and sat cross legged in front of the tv, she betrayed her promise to herself and slipped right down to around 3. 

lucky for her and the other members, she wasn't the mischevious type, preferring to keep it on the chill side and color and nap most days. at that point, all she wanted to do was sleep, feeling her eyelids droop. after an episode of her show, she turned off the tv, waddled to her bedroom, and crawled under the blankets. the warmth of the fluffy blanket gifted to her by jeongyeon consumed her, lulling her to sleep quickly.

after about an hour, the twice members were all done chatting and eating the snacks they brought, and five of said members wanted go go shopping, and then the other three, those being the j-line, wanted to go back to the dorm to check up on their dubu. the others understood and on their way to the mall dropped the three off before going off on their shopping spree. 

dahyun stirred awake, hearing the sound of keys jingling and familiar voices rambling on. she rubbed her tired eyes with her clenched fists before getting up. she felt a bit better, headache nowhere to be seen. 

she sat in confusion on who just interuptted her very important dream, tearing up a bit but automatically feeling better when she saw her beloved sana peeking in. she reached out, smiling ear to ear, waiting to be embraced by her caregiver. sana gladly gave her the hug, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "how are you feeling, dubu?" sana asked, tilting her head in question. "oo.. kay!" dragging out the "o" sound. momo suddenly appeared from sana's side, startling dahyun. "omo!" she yelped. "have you eaten since breakfast? i bet you're hungry, babes." momo said, lightly pinching the cheek dahyun just got her kiss from sana on. the little shook her head, not having much of an appetite. "ti'ed." dahyun said, flopping backwards. mina was the next and last to scare the daylights out of the poor thing, popping up from thin air. "you sure?" dahyun screamed again before pouting, tired of the others' playing around. she nodded before wiggling around, wanting the empty space around her to be occupied by the others. momo crawled into the bed, positioning dahyun where her back would be to her chest, sitting between momo's legs.

dahyun felt arms tightly wrapped around her waist, giggling happily. sana and mina took the places at her sides, looking at her happily. "do you want any more medicine baby?" mina asked, pushing her own loose hairs behind her ear. dahyun shook her head once more, she just wanted to sleep right then and there, nothing more. as she was deep in thought about whatever it was running through the littles head, sana popped her pink pacifier in her mouth, eliciting a hum of satisfaction from the little. from behind the pacifier, dahyun mumbled, "s'ory?" she always loved getting read to before napping, no matter how many times shes heard it. "of course, angel." momo cooed before reaching over to the nightstand to pick up a book they'd been reading a few days earlier. as she read, dahyun felt her eyelids become heavier and heavier, snuggling impossibly closer to the girl behind her. "sweet dreams, baby." sana smiled, pressing a kiss onto the tip of dahyun's nose.

after their shopping spree, twice finally made it back to the dorms, first instinct being to see how dahyun was feeling, making their way to the bedroom. as they peeked their heads in one by one, they all felt their hearts melt seeing the four girls piled on the bed asleep. lots of photos were taken, photos that'd be used against them later, for sure.

#💭. writings #📓. requests #kpop agere #kpop cglre #little dahyun #cg twice #little twice #cg mina #cg momo #cg sana #damo #dana #mihyun #agere ff

[strwberri-milk]

What about they confess ? And for Enjou he Reveals he is an abyss herald and reader is ok with it, fluff plz for Dainsleif , enjou and Baizhu .

(a/n - plot spoilers for Enkanomiya patch - also, i'm testing out hc format again! it's been a while since i've done it so im using this to practice :D)

I imagine Dainsleif struggled a lot with coming to his feelings.

It started with a simple visit to your home

Then another, and another, and another

When his days began to feel too empty without your presence he realised that he might have grown too dependant on the warmth you brought to his mundane.

Even if that mundane isn't really as plain as most people's he welcomed your break from his monotony

Honestly, he didn't even think he wanted to confess. It'd make things much too dangerous for you. Just being near him was risky but he couldn't help the draw he had to you.

Ultimately, he decided to confess when he watched you care for someone else's injuries with the same tenderness you did his.

A big part of him told him not to do it, that he had more important things to worry about, a land to protect, a promise he made to himself so many centuries ago.

But the soft way you reassured them they'd be fine, the kind look in your eyes, the way you sent them off, and that look in their eyes was one that made his heart wrench painfully.

When he confessed it was quite simple.

You knew he was avoiding you for some reason, his routine visits dwindling.

It was okay. You didn't expect him to stay, not when you could tell he had something far greater than you could ever understand to deal with. You were perfectly content, even thrilled to just settle for a glimpse of him when he returned to replenish a few supplies for his camp.

That was until one morning when you opened the door to see him standing there about to knock on the door.

There was something in his eyes you couldn't understand and you wordlessly step aside to let him into your home the same way he did countless times.

"I need to tell you something."

The words send a chill down your back. You don't think you've done anything to anger him but you nod regardless, sitting down at your table to wait for him to speak.

When he does it's nothing like what you expected. A few simple words slip past his lips so easily it's hard to imagine that they shattered your world.

"I've developed feelings for you that are so all-encompassing that I find it difficult to imagine a world where our paths have never crossed."

They're said in such a factual manner, as though it was inevitable for him to fall for you and that fact makes you smile as you take his hands in yours, mirroring his proclamation.

You never anticipated that simply inspecting ruins on a whim would lead you to a close friendship with the most unlikely of a person.

You were glad that Enjou was fairly straightforward. Chaotic, even.

You didn't feel like there was some sort of agenda with him his knowledge vast and curiosity somehow even vaster.

He was friendly and warm and if you asked him nicely he'd join you on your multitude of adventures if you told him that you would be looking at more ruins.

He seemed incredibly fascinated when you somehow got permission to visit Enkanomiya, raising a brow with suspicion and that good-natured grin of his.

It was then that he dropped a bombshell so casually you thought you misheard him.

There was no possible way, right? No way that what he was just saying was true.

And yet he stood in front of you with an easy smile, almost amused at the way you reacted.

"What? You don't believe me? I am, really. Do you want to see?"

You shake your head, trying to process that somehow, the Enjou you'd grown to care for was actually an Abyss Lector, something you were supposed to fear and run away from.

But he wasn't anything like the creatures you'd heard of, the violent and destructive beings who were willing to decimate anybody who got in the way of their goals.

It was terrifying to come to terms with and to be honest you're not too sure how fast you'll be able to adjust.

In spite of that, you were okay with it. You weren't a threat of any kind and you didn't doubt that a creature as powerful as he must be would have taken you out a long time ago if you were some threat.

You suppose that explained a lot of his eccentricities, almost too distracted to notice the way he stepped closer to you with a grin on his face.

"I'm telling you because I want to stay by your side. Don't you think that's only fair considering how you've forced my interest to become solely focused on you?"

His confession comes out of left field, this one just as distracting as the other but you can't help the burst of happiness you feel at the words, nodding slowly and returning his smile.

Working for a pharmacy was a lot more difficult than you'd initially anticipated, but you enjoyed the challenge that came with it.

Baizhu was right - your ever-wandering mind and overall determination to do the best you could made you thrive under his mentorship.

Not only that but Qiqi somehow managed to warm up to you even if she struggled to remember her name.

You looked up to him and respected him, even more now that you knew who the man was underneath some of the veneers he put on for people when they came to him as patients.

It was easy for your admiration to turn affection with the way he praised you for simple things and the attractive way he just stood there.

Seriously, why was he so hot just standing?

Regardless, you pushed all those feelings and fantasies back as you worked to finish the new concoction he wanted you to create, citing it as a good experience as it used a lot of what you had learned from other procedures in conjunction with each other.

He was watching you carefully from across the counter as you moved through the steps with the accuracy he expected you to, making positive sounds as you go through them in your head simultaneously.

When you finish you present him the fruits of your labour - some kind of edible supplement meant to just help invigorate someone in their daily life.

Dipping his pinky into the mixture he nods as he gives it a taste, properly ensuring that you didn't mess up one of the steps even under his scrutinizing gaze.

His simple yet warm praise was enough to bring warmth to your cheeks, averting your gaze a little.

"Of course I'd fall for someone as clever as you."

You think you'll drop the pestle in your hand, doing some sort of weird maneuver to stop it from falling when he comes over and lightly holds your wrist anyway, giving you a warm smile when you return his feelings.

#genshin x reader #genshin impact fanfic #genshin impact x reader #dansleif x reader #dansleif #baizhu #baizhu x reader #genshin enjou #enjou x reader

[the1975attheirverybest]

It is true that i need to learn to learn to stand to lose too because i was a 'gifted kid' and i dont think i need to say how scared i am of coming out as 'talentless' lol

I think a big part of it is also that i dont feel very supported? Which i think is partly my fault because i know my family doesnt really understand any artistic medium and none of my friends are in the music field and dont really get why im dping this if im not studying music (which is actually so silly to think because why do i have to stick to only one form of art?)

In lighter terms, ive been writhing a lot lately and felt quite proud of some stuff i came out with, and finished one i cry everytime i play so i was quite happy with how i could capture it out.

Its so scary to let people see how you think but ill try to work on it, thanks halla for taking the time to respond to this, i really really appreciate it 💕

-🤖

Ohhhh babeee. I get that believe me 💗💗 I’m a scholarship kid who got into the Ivy leagues (if you’re not in the US: Harvard, Stanford, MIT, UPenn etc) but then had a mental breakdown and almost got kicked out of the program. Believe me, I know how you feel. the perfectionism is a blessing and a curse lmao. I also come from generations of a STEM family who don’t really get the whole literature thing hahahha. Growing up, I was always told “can’t you just….read books as a hobby? Get a degree that pays money!” (Which is fair enough. Unemployment rates for English PhDs is 60% they’re not wrong lmao).

But that’s where I think Matty’s statement, though dramatic, is serially true. Artists who stop making art would go insane. You did not choose this music thing. It chose you. And if you forced yourself to just not do it anymore and try something “safe” that you can excel at easily to scratch that perfectionist need to do everything in the best possible way, then you might be happy for 5 seconds. But you’ll eventually start to miss the music and do anything you can to get back to it. That’s how I feel now about my abandoned degree in creative writing lol. Keep at it. Life is too short to hold back from things that you love just cuz some dumbass out there who can’t get their head out of their ass doesn’t like what you have to say. Good news!! There is soooo much music out there for all sorts of folks and their tastes. The people who like you will choose you and those who don’t can fuck off and go find some music they do like!

Oh hey no thanks necessary. I’m really glad you’re doing this. We need artists all the time. Can never have enough!

Maybe try this: make a song about being scared to make songs for this project and maybe include it in the project? Could be therapeutic? Haha.

#🤖anon

[smolcinnamonchipmunk]

I dunno if my ask went though, tumblr said no links are allowed in the ask. If it didn’t just lmk plz cuz im just sobbing/j

But I’ll rewrite here so if it did you can ignore this haha.

Anyways you fave anon is back, me 🌽 anon /j. So I loved what you did with my ask before and gotta say didn’t expect art but it was also amazing I ate that up. Anygays, I was recently scrolling in your page since I haven’t been here for a lil while and my eyes caught your post with Alister(?) with Abyss with the whole theatrical bit. And that obviously had me hooked since I’m also a lil hyper fixed on hazbin myself but not fully…yet.

So I decided to come back with this one simple ask:

What kind of demon is Abyss and power or abilities do they posses? Also also what are their relations with the hazbin crew, like what are their usual interactions with one another?

Now one may say that one is simply curious….which is half true. One could say that I could be getting more info to cook up something that one might enjoy.

That’s all form me, until we meet again! /ref

Ps: love your art!! I always eat it up and it is simply divine!!! Have a lovely day and always be gay /j

- 🌽 anon

Unfortunately, your original ask never went through, but I'm very glad you doubled down on it. It's one of the reasons why I try to make posts encouraging asks sometimes, in case someone either forgot or realizes that it probably might not have gone through

Now, onto the ask. Lemme just start with: AAAAAAAAAHHHH! I fucking love Hazbin so much! I've loved it since the pilot, it's just one of those things I've silently enjoyed for years, I couldn't help but make an OC! Also, sorry for the rambling in advance, this is going to be long. Like, LONG long, so buckle up buddy bois. Also, also, very brief mentions of suicide, rapists, and murderers, but it’s a Hazbin post, sooooo

Of course, the initial was a more feline demon, as you can see, but then I was talking with an old RP buddy that suggested deer since I wasn't quite sure about their original design. Deer had been on my radar, but I tried the cat first. I love both, but the deer based one is definitely the one I prefer. I actually based the coloration and bioluminescence on this reply from @roseytoesy that I forgot to add in my original post of Abyss (Sorry Rosey!)

Abyss has two primary ‘abilities’. Abilities in quotations because one is passive: they have a venomous bite and venomous spines. They're laced with a venom so potent that they easily killed their first demon on accident when they were attacked and their assailant stabbed themself with a spine. Since joining Hell, they've also found out that their venom can be a very potent drug if processed/diluted a certain way, so their main source of income is selling their venom concentrate. Their spines, however, will lose both potency and bioluminescence within three days. They'll use these shed spines to hang stuff up in their room sometimes though

Their second ability is the only reason they weren't exterminated during the angels coming down, and it's the fact that they can shrink. It's mostly involuntary and just sort of a panic button to slip away. They've gotten better at controlling it so that they're not just shrinking everytime they get spooked, but it still happens occasionally. They’ll also use it to shrink slightly to help shrug off people touching them. I’m not sure whether or not to add more abilities, but there's the two for now

As for day to day interactions, I also have to think about how they'd be introduced and general personality

Of course, Abyss is another self-insert, so mostly what my other characters do, they do as well. They’ve got a rather dry sense of humor and sarcasm, though they’re not very good at reading other people’s sarcasm and will tend to take things at face value. They’re a pretty recent fall compared to the others, less than five years in Hell, so they’re more skittish and anxious than cold-hearted or confident in their abilities. They are, however, one to make fast friends given the opportunity and compatibility. They love games, but find Charlie's overly childish games a bit nauseating

They're very… skittish/antsy/defensive when first being introduced to new situations and hate leaving whatever small comfort zone they can make in Hell. So I more or less picture them sneaking around to scout out the place and the inhabitants before they decide whether or not they want to actually be a part of the whole operation. I think they'd last maybe two days before being outed by Alastor

I'm imagining since Alastor just doesn't show up in some episodes that it's not uncommon for him to be missing from the hotel occasionally during the day. But, when he comes downstairs the next day Charlie is like, “Now that everyone's here!” and Alastor just goes “I think you're missing someone”, just YOINKING them from nowhere and plopping them in front of everyone. He probably knew they were in the hotel the entire time but thought it’d be funny to give them a false sense of security before just procuring them from wherever they were hiding

Aside from the obvious surprise at the sudden deer demon, initial impressions would range from skepticism with maybe even the thought of them being a new attempt for the Vees to get information about the hotel. But, thanks to Charlie wanting to see the best in everyone and them barely knowing about the Vees (Only Vox because of the TVs everywhere), everyone would cool off mostly pretty quickly. And, here’s what I think everyone’s relationship would be with them in no particular order

Charlie, of course, would love that there was another demon interested in the hotel, even if she’s a bit appalled and stumped at what she’s working with when she finds out that they committed suicide and mostly didn’t do much wrong in their life (I'm going with the thing I grew up with where Catholic people would tell me that if someone committed suicide they'd instantly go to Hell). Most of their sins would occur after reaching Hell, such as drug use and killing (even if most times is in self-defense). Abyss would have an amicable relationship with Charlie, being suspicious of the good-nature at first. But, once they’re comfortable with Charlie, they have no problems just hanging out and shooting the shit with her. Even though they will find her optimism sometimes a bit overbearing, they’d try to be polite about it (in their own way)

Vaggie would be suspicious of them at first like with Sir Pentious, but would overall not really mind them. Probably wouldn’t like their attitude a bit because if she says “I’ve got my eye on you” or something, they’ll almost definitely reply back with “Well, you’ve only got the one”. I think they would eventually get along with each other. Maybe not super buddy-buddy, but friendly enough. Abyss definitely thinks Vaggie is a bit too suffocating with Charlie sometimes, but it’s between the two girls not them, so as long as Charlie doesn’t mind

Angel Dust is one where I’m not quite sure where their relationship would stand, either at first or over time. He’d probably make a raunchy joke or something to test the waters to see if he can piss them off to get a reaction. I can’t imagine him trying to make a pass at them because they sound more feminine, but if he did they’d probably be caught off guard and either reply bluntly in confusion or give a playful comeback thinking it was a bit. I can imagine them being drinking buddies with both of them at the bar. I feel like he’s the type to maybe find random ramblings amusing? Which is good if he’s drinking with them

Husk is another one I’m not entirely sure about. I feel like it’s a very hit or miss with him. Currently my buddies and I have said that he's the most like one of my friends, so I feel like Abyss and him would get along fairly well. Even if they don't particularly like each other the most, it'd probably be pretty amicable. Also, Abyss would definitely try to be nice because they're still new-ish and also can't imagine that being a bartender in Hell is better than in the human world. Fucker is used affectionately

Nifty would probably be a bit curious and vice versa, but I think both of them would mind their own business overall. I think she’d be a bit appalled by the disarray in Abyss’s room if she ever goes in because they’re a cluttered mess. Not dirty necessarily, but very unorganized and everything is everywhere. Both would definitely cause chaos while drunk

Sir Pentious is one where he definitely wouldn't trust them at first, but he's also a bit of a goofball. Aside from probably passing out if he tried to squeeze them because of their spines, Abyss likes his inability to take certain jokes (like in the Pilot when Angel calls him “daddy” and he confusedly goes “Son?”), and will help explain things when they can. I feel like he doesn't particularly like them until they show an interest in his gadgets or egg bois. Do they understand what he's talking about? Absolutely not, they just want to hold a gun

Now, for who you're probably waiting for, Alastor! He’s a bit more complicated. Not because he’s hit or miss with Abyss, I think he wouldn’t actually dislike them. Hell, he might even like them. More because he’s still a mystery in general and more… conflicting? I know that I already drew a picture of him taunting Abyss to make them shrink, but I can’t help but think of this page from the Hazbin Hotel comic that came out on the official site years ago

From what we see in the whole comic, he only threatens the butcher when the butcher reaches for his cleaver to potentially strike at Alastor. Even then, when the butcher backs down and starts preparing his meat, Alastor doesn’t go full sicko mode. He’s perfectly chipper and back to being pleasant. It’s only when the butcher just grabs the sheep demon that he goes ballistic and ‘kills’ him. I don’t know if by ‘fairer means’ he just means weaker people/demons or just feminine people/demons (He came from the 1930s, he probably goes off appearance and voice rather than asking people pronouns)

Now, I’m not sure how canon the prequel comic is in general since it’s been years since it’s illustration, but we also see similar instances in the show. Maybe not exactly coming to the aid of someone off beat, but Alastor never really starts shit. He’s just fully prepared to finish it. He didn’t come after Vox, Vox started dissing him and then he retaliated effectively. He wasn’t really bothered by Sir Pentious, even when he blew up a wall, until he either mentioned the Vees or presumably just kept pestering Alastor to fight, where he defeated him soundly. Even with Lucifer, I think the reason he was so pissy on sight is that he was blatantly ignored at first and then immediately presumed to be the bellhop before Lucifer proceeded to insult his work on the decor and bash on the hotel before singing about obviously needing the ‘Big Boss of Hell’s help

Anyways, back to interpersonal relations between Abyss and Alastor.

He’d probably do the classic “I’m sure you’ve heard of me from my radio show” thing, to which Abyss would reply “I haven’t, sorry”. since they weren’t around before he left for seven years. Now, the thing that I think would make this a favorable interaction for Abyss is that they apologized. Regardless of whether it was a quick sorry or a genuinely sheepish look since Alastor always seems to have a massive point of pride on his radio show, they still did it. Angel Dust kind of just got told who he was by Vaggie in the pilot, but Lucifer downright disrespected this man by calling him a has-been because he hasn’t heard of the Radio Demon, even though the same King of Hell doesn’t even have a television either

I feel like Abyss could remain in Alastor’s… well, probably not favor, but good graces is the best phrase I can think of, as long as they are generally chill and polite enough. He’s surrounded by delinquents, murderers, rapists, and so on. I think a coping semi-depressed deer who curses like a sailor but generally doesn’t cause trouble is alright in his book. I think though that, like Lilia from Twisted Wonderland, he does like taunting and spooking them to get amusing reactions from them

I do love the idea of Alastor as a pred, but as of right now I can’t think of how it would escalate to that kind of situation realistically unless they REALLY pissed him off or something. Maybe I’ll think of something after the finale tonight, lmaoooo

#cinnanswers #cinnart #abyss #hazbin oc #vore mention

[cpunkwitch]

answering my questions p3

[pt: answering my questions p3]

part 1 (link), part 2 (link)

ask game 3 (link)

biggest inaccessible thing that angers you right now?

doors with round handles. fuck those door knobs im glad my bedroom door doesnt actually close so i dont have to use it.

2. something no one talks about that you wish had more discussion about how it could be more accessible?

windows. i dont ever see anyone talk about how windows (that are meant to be opened for air circulation etc) could be more accessible. the window i have i have to wrestle with in order to get it open in the summer, because of that i avoided it this summer and ended up not having ac

i get there are some windows that have the screen on the other side and the inside slides up, i prefer those, my sister has that in her room, but the locks and the act of opening the window itself is not easy or something everyone can do.

3. what are some good resources that help you out? any blogs or sites that really helped you out with a disability or gave you support?

a user on here actually suggested speech assistant to me, i dont remember who but i was able to find an aac for my phone thanks to a tumblr user. i dont really have anything else to respond with, my resources are actually kinda limited ^^;

i got my cane off amazon, thats really the only other thing i have.

4. if you have an aid, mobility or not, how did you get it and do you know any good places to get them at good prices?

unfortunately all i know is amazon because i dont have a way of using other sites. most other sites dont use stripe and paypal is a bitch to me. i know there was a post going around earlier to be put on a wait list for a free wheelchair i think? if anyone knows where that post is id like to reblog it again

best way to get things at a lower price though is if theyre used/2nd hand. theyre considered worth less than new ones as they've been used and probably worn in already, therein they arent in mint condition like newer ones, but theyre still good. i actually got my first two binders that way. (tbh i get most things that way)

i know you can find 2nd hand stuff on facebook groups/marketplace, Kijiji, ebay and similar sites but i dont fully trust most of them myself.

when it comes to aid's that are programs though, such as aac or screen readers, there are tonnes that are completely free or come with small monthly subs or in-app purchases that arent too pricey and a lot of sites and social apps have those built in now a days with stickers, emojis, gifs, text-to-speech options on devices and so on.

5. any programs you know of that are either easily accessible or make things more accessible?

aside from my answer in 4, i have asl bloom which is like duolingo for american sign language. if you wanna quickly learn some asl for free, asl bloom is great!

i mentioned i have speech assistant for an aac, i've excitedly posted a bit yesterday about using it for the first time in a classroom setting.

6. whats an aid that no one mentions being an aid? could be big or small

anything is an aid if it assists you. glasses, braces, screen readers, etc

i see plenty of people acknowledging that pictures, emojis etc are aids as well esp for the nonverbal, more so than i would see sometime in the past.

a lot of things that might not be considered socially acceptable can be aids too, plastic straws for example, esp bendy ones, but thats been talked about quite a lot since the pandemic and i hope to see that discussion continue until theyre finally brought back as the default.

things that i never-to-rarely see anyone mention as an aid of some sort though? aside from medication, creams and things for pain management, theres not much to come to mind.

7. any recent news that really pissed you off, like an accessibility being taken away?

there was something at the time of making that ask game but i no longer remember what. nothing recent that have to bring up, at least not right now.

8. any good news to share with the disabled community?

i am sorry to say i bring no news at all, good or bad, but i may have some at a later date. perhaps whenever i get that french aac update we can consider that good news

9. what are some helpful things in your town/city for cripples?

nothing special i can think of

10. what can your town/city improve on to help?

the fucking side walks

11. is there an accommodation you wish you had/could get/want more of?

if i had the money and was in a different situation, id get a shower chair, braces or compression gloves, a wheelchair etc.

typing programs like typist arent made with disabled people in mind and i wish they were, i make mistakes because im dyslexic and cant always control my stims and they score you on how many mistakes you make with no backspace option and you cant continue until you improve with the least amount to no mistakes. they should at least let you use the backspace.

i use typist for class and it pisses me off that i cant go back and fix my mistakes. not just typing either but writing classes in general that grade you on how many mistakes you make should consider and accommodate people with issues writing/typing. just giving them more time to work on an assignment is not much of an accomodation. tics, stims etc are all things that can effect a persons writing and its pretty unfair and ablest to think that everyone can just stop making mistakes with writing if they practice enough.

12. whats some discourse going around right now that you wish would stop?

non physically disabled / able bodied people claiming cripplepunk includes them. should never have been discourse to begin with the name itself should be fucking self explanatory and if you know anything about cripplepunk its that its FOR THE PHYSICALLY DISABLED

also transid/transx bullshit...

13. advice for people who are only just discovering theyre crippled?

its okay to be disabled, learning your physical limitations and general limitations with your body is actually a good thing.

youre not lazy, youre not unsightly, youre not gross, youre not creepy, youre a living being and you deserve the accessibility, accomodations and help you need or want. if youre thinking of getting assistance get it.

youre not taking anything away or hurting anything by calling yourself disabled and using aids if you think it helps you.

whatever you have hindering your physical functions does not define you nore is it the only trait about you but it is a part of you that comes with you. dont let anyone disrespect you over it, get/use what you need, its your body.

14. any questions for people who've been in the community a while?

what were things like when cripplepunk first started? how did it gain traction and popularity? how did you come across it and what was it like when you were new?

do you have any advice for people just joining cripplepunk and things to say about content creation for cpunk? is there content you wish to see more of or reoccur? what was content online like when you first joined disabled/crippled spaces?

15. ramble about your condition?

man i really need to book time with the chiropractor. my arthritis aches are in more than just my hands and wrists, i get really bad foot cramps, leg and ankle pain and i have seriously bad tension and stiffness in my neck, shoulders and back.

if i remember tomorrow i'll call them when i get home for lunch between classes. and see if i can book thursday afternoons

a lot of my condition comes from my moms side of the family, which is cool in theory, i like talking about that kinda thing, hereditary and genes n stuff interests me but because its my mom and i grew up in her shadow being referred to as her "mini me" and shit, it makes me pretty uncomfortable to know just how much like her i am and i cant get away from it. (and thats not even mentioning how uncomfortable i am being associated with one of my ab/sers(u) to such a degree)

16. rant about your environment?

i feel like thats a thing for an entire post on its own. i could rant about my home environment or my city.

17. if you have any aids, have you decorated and/or named them?

ive painted my cane and and trying to paint it again when i remember, have the time and spoons, but i havnt named it or added any attachments and i want to. suggestions are welcome!

18. tips for maintaining mobility aids of any?

as a cane user:

wash and sanitize the handle/grip and foot of your cane as frequently as you use it. especially if someone else has touched it and you've been outside with it and have allergies!

use paint sealer if you customize your cane and use masking tape on the parts of it that you arent customizing (handle, foot, joints if its foldable)

place it by the door but not next to the entrance or shoes so it doesnt get knocked over/kicked etc and so you remember to take it with you if youre an "out of sight out of mind" type of forgetful person like me.

crippled-pvp mentioned this before; place your cane under the seats/on the floor if youre in a car. its deadly otherwise.

19. anything that motivates you to leave your house even just for fresh air and a stretch?

coffee/snack runs. the garden on campus nearby. if it werent for close by things like that i'd see no point in leaving the house outside work/school. and maybe a few other things like painting in the back yard ig?

20. free space!

feel free to ask me questions, to clarify or elaborate/expand on something, my inbox is always open for a chat and anon is on for privacy of those who use side blogs or are too anxious to be off anon. anon is not on for hate/discourse.

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[lovekz]

request: “souya and kazu thinks your cheating so they cheat back only to find out you’ve been loyal”

(I don’t really see these two being the type to do this, so I’m gonna have to add some things that will encourage them to do so)

cw: slight manga spoilers, drinking, cheating, misleading information, and angst

-he first heard it around his shop

-when serving a customer, people were whispering about how one of the owner’s girlfriend was ready to see other people because of his facial expressions

-knowing nahoya was still single, his heart stopped and he felt so terribly sick with himself

-when he heard them whisper about seeing her with another man, he quickly put the customers plate down and went back into the kitchen

-he was glad it was almost closing, because he was going to drink to his hearts content

-he didn’t want to go through his emotions sober

the next day, Souya woke up in a unfamiliar bed. he looked around confused, until he remembered what had happened the previous day.

he sighed and dragged his clothes back on, not bothering to acknowledge the girl next to him. he felt sick with himself as is, he didn’t want to make it even worse.

he drove home, still miserable. what he didn’t expect was to see you waiting on the patio for him with a annoyed face.

you wore a tank top that was his favorite color, and his boxers. he guessed you had just woken up.

“we’re done.” he muttered quietly, walking into the house.

he couldn’t face you properly.

“you leave for almost a whole day, only to come back and break up with me?” you asked, suddenly following behind desperately.

“you cheated, I cheated. there’s nothing to say.” he muttered again, sitting on the couch with his head in his hands.

he realized you stopped in your tracks with a heartbroken gasp.

he looked up at you with a sad expression, not knowing what to say.

“I didn’t even cheat.” you exclaimed, walking over to him.

“then who was the guy you were with yesterday?” souya asked, finally catching your eyes.

you let out a mocking chuckle, before wiping a tear off your lash line.

“it was chifuyu. we were talking about a pet for your birthday- you cheated?” you asked, in disbelief.

souya paused for a long second. he recalled you asking for his favorite pet and a name.

“I didn’t- I.. I was drunk. Im sorry.” souya said quietly. he only remembered waking up in some random girls bed, condom on the floor.

you sighed and shook your head, starting to pace up and down.

“I won’t forgive you that easily.” you scoffed, looking down at him.

he ran his hands through his hair. he felt relief that you were even forgiving him at all.

“I’ll do anything.” he whispered, sitting up properly.

he promised himself he would never do this again.

-he was already drunk around the time he found out you were “cheating”

-he was at the club with chifuyu for the other man’s birthday

-chifuyu had gone to get a lap dance by a few women, leaving him alone to drink

-he already felt out of place without his friend

-and seeing a woman that looked just like you, making out with some guy set him off

-so he cried, and after that, he drank some more

-then a woman confronted him, and publicly gave him a lap dance

-because of the fact that he thought you cheated, he figured it was fine and your relationship was already over

-until they were both doused in ice cold water

kazutora blinked dumbly a few times, suddenly being snapped back into reality. he looked around, seeing all eyes on him. especially a certain angry pair

“what the fuck are you doing?!” you yelled, the DJ purposely turning off the music

kazutora panted, suddenly out of breath due to the confusion and overwhelming emotion he couldn’t quite put a finger on

“you were- I was- huh?” kazutora mumbled, blinking at you again

“you weren’t answering your fucking phone, so I came here. i didn’t expect to see this!” you yelled, pointed to your phone.

he knew he left his phone with chifuyu (more like chifuyu snatched it from him) but he didn’t know where the birthday boy was

“but-“ he cut himself off, watching the couple he seen earlier walking out

“I thought she was you.” kazutora whispered, watching them closely

the woman definitely did look like your doppelgänger, or maybe he was still drunk

you sighed, rubbing your forehead

“you need to stop drinking. come on, you’re sleeping on the couch. don’t think this is over either.” you said, grabbing a few strands of his hair and tugging him out of the bar

kazutora didn’t go out to clubs without you after that, feeling too embarrassed

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#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev x you #angst #chifuyu matsuno #kazutora hanemiya #kazutora x reader #chifuyu x fem!reader #chifuyu x reader #kazutora angst