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Looks at You with tears in My eyes......coil x Reader ....please.....i need him ....

oh crap someone get this dude to the ER-

jokes aside, I’ll get to it whenever I can because my requests are closed rn ;-;

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I love ur tumblr posts, I wish there was more to read cuz theyre so addicting aaaaaa (overall, keep up the good work 👏)

aaaaaa thank you so much! sometimes I wonder if people have forgotten I exist :,) but now I know that someone remembers-

writing should continue next week when I get my semester break tho :D

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maybe if I learn how to do art, people who check in on my blog that speak to me…?

huh…would sound like a good idea if I wasn’t a blithering idiot when it comes to art-

this place is dead…

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life update: the string broke off and I just have a plushie now, I still love this thing tho

guys I spent almost $7 on this but it’s worth it lmaoaoaoaoaoao

funni guy

10/10 purchase frfr no cap

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sometimes I just wait and hope that someone will eventually start a conversation with me through my askbox

I’m left wondering if my blog is one of those “dead but alive” blogs, and I wish I could interact with everyone more

I don’t know how to start a conversation

I’m just waiting and hoping, I don’t even know anymore

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man I should really come up with an AU or have an actual series that I can devote my time to like other fanfic writers I know

it’s just that writing selfship has kinda just stuck with me over the course of last year and idt I have the patience to devote my time to coming up with an entire ahh storyline + I’ll probably abandon it 😔

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guys I spent almost $7 on this but it’s worth it lmaoaoaoaoaoao

funni guy

10/10 purchase frfr no cap

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Valk x reader! (again again a- uhhh...)

*inhale* HELLO, F E L L A S yeah so uh ik i'm supposed to work on 200 followers special requests n shit but I got really stressed over the past week so I wrote this this is based off a real experience please take care of yourselves [or I will find you :)] if you need someone to rant to/you actually need help there's resources online that i can direct you to, but if you'd like you're free to rant to me if it helps :,D enjoy!

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Papers were scattered all over your table.

Notes. Worksheets. Blank pieces of working paper.

Everything was all over the place, the need for tidiness and organisation long since damned, forgotten and thrown out the window.

At the heart of it all, your elbows rested against the table as tears streaked down your face, eyes puffy and cheeks red from crying for such a long time.

The computer in front of you was one of the only sources of light in the entire room, illuminating the dark bedroom you were in. Yet, despite the screen lighting up the place in the darkest of places, the contents of the screen extinguished the very last flames in your soul and plunged everything into absolute darkness.

"Your score: 35.0%."

Amidst all the text on the screen, the assessment details and the feedback document, those were the only words illuminated on the screen that you could focus on.

Nine hours of your life. You spent nine painful, gruelling hours on that assessment, and that was the fruit of your hard labour. You spent nine hours on that assessment, and even more during the revision for it. You thought you had that assessment in the bag, you thought victory in your grasp, but no. Fate was cruel, and it played its cards well. You were nothing more than another marionette on its strings in its eternal puppet show. It snuffed out the light of hope within your soul. It lured you into another one of its sweet traps only to send you barreling down into a deep, dark cavern, where nothing but jagged spikes waited patiently for you at the end.

And this time, you would let fate take you to the end.

Your body trembled and shook from the sorrow, and all that could come out of your mouth was a single, pained wail.

You couldn't even muster the strength to form words any more. Not after whatever that was.

The door to your room creaked open. With a soft click, the lights in your room flicked on.

"Sweetheart...?"

It was your beloved, Valk. The idol you didn't know how you managed to date, nor did you know how he ended up loving someone like you.

"Are...are you okay?"

Your mind wandered back to the recent Phestival and the ones before it.

Comedy VS Tragedy.

Pirates VS Mermaids.

Dove VS Crow.

In each and every one of them, Valk was always so hyperactive and optimistic. Alongside his brother, Dom, the two of them were able to attract fans from all around the globe.

Because of that, each Phestival was always enough to generate enough income to sustain each brother for a very, VERY long time. And considering the fact that the Flipside hosted these phestivals once every half a year or so, plus the fact that they also got revenue from regular Phights, they never failed to make bank each and every year.

You, on the other hand, were still studying despite being around Valk's age. Perhaps he had reached stardom early, or you were just a slow grower, but you were still learning. And at snailspeed.

While Valk was thriving alongside his brother, surrounded by millions of loving fans from all around the world, you were still getting by with a part-time job at a fast food chain.

You've seen some of his fans before. Some of them were incredibly wealthy, since you've been able to take a look at the front-row seats from backstage. They were incredibly nice people, too- you've seen them chat with Valk and Dom before.

And even after all that, Valk still chose you. You, a regular Inphernal. Not wealthy or successful, nor perfect and beautiful- you were just you.

As Valk frantically stepped towards you and wrapped his arms around you in a haphazard hug, all you could do was rest your chin against his arm. You were too tired to move and too weak to say anything.

Eventually, you finally mustered up the strength to utter one single word.

"Why?"

That was all you could manage out before breaking down into tears again.

"Why...why do you love me? You have so many loving fans out there who are so much better than I am...more successful...richer...prettier...why me? Why, Valk? I...I really don't deserve you..."

As you fell apart in his arms, Valk hugged you closer to him.

He knew what you were going through. He knew you had those bouts of self-hatred.

And he hated those times with a burning passion.

He hated it when you put yourself down again and again. He hated to see you depressed...because he loved you so much.

"Sweetheart..."

The idol wrapped his wings around you.

"...I wish you could see the world from my eyes...feel what I feel...because I see you for much more than what you think you are.

Valk kissed you on the cheek.

"You're my everything...I don't want perfection or beauty. I want you."

He kissed you on the forehead.

"You're my everything. You've been here long before I even started the Flipside with my brother. You've been with me at my lowest. You see me for who I truly am, not for my fame or my wealth, but you see me as...well...me."

His hand tenderly brushed against your chin, tilting your head up to look at him.

"Of course I love you, (Y/n). Why won't you see yourself for who you are? Your achievements, your beauty...they don't define who you are. I love you because you're unique. You're you. And I love you for that."

His lips connected with yours in a sweet, tender kiss.

A single tear fell from your eye, and you hugged Valk as he poured all his love and care for you into those few seconds.

As he pulled away, his sunshine yellow eyes glanced into yours as he shut the screen of your laptop.

"Please, rest for the day, my love...you have a few more attempts on the assessment, don't you?"

You nodded in response.

"Yes, but...it's due at 2359 tomorrow...I need to try until I pass, I-"

Valk shut you off by clamping a hand over your mouth.

"Hush, nope- I heard that you have more attempts remaining, and I heard that it can wait until tomorrow. You have the entire day. Rest. I'm not hearing you otherwise, unless it's a good reason."

As Valk carried you to your bed and switched off the lights, your room was plunged into darkness yet again. But this time, your laptop was shut, the artificial lighting no longer present to calm you to sleep.

But as your beloved slipped under the covers and nuzzled into your shoulder, you realised that you no longer needed the laptop to light up your surroundings.

The candle in your soul had been relit.

And this time, the light shone upon your reason to carry on.

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and that’s all for now! take care, stay safe, and I’ll see you all soon!

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Mafioso x reader pt 2!

HELLO, F E L L A S yeah so uh i somehow squeezed out more time to do this, but sadly it's shorter since I'm in a rush D: this thing is the second of my four requests for my 200 followers celebration uhhhh enjoy! :D

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You looked around the room, wonder and shock in your eyes. "Mafioso…I get that you like bunnies, but isn't this a bit overkill…?" Somewhere within the C00l Carnival, Mafioso led you to a room only the killers knew. And now, you too. In one of the food stalls, there was a locked door. You had no idea what was behind that door until that moment…and now you knew why it was locked. Squeaks and soft thumps could be heard from all over the room as all the bunnies hopped around. They curiously sniffed here and there, some of them munching on the soft grass placed into a nearby food bowl. As Mafioso approached the bunnies, he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small, rectangular package. He unwrapped the bundle, and out came a box of fresh pellets. The soft clinks of the pellets hitting the metallic food bowl attracted the bunnies' attention, and they collectively hopped towards the source of food. You watched with fascination as the bunnies nibbled and munched on the pellets, some of them trying to nudge their faces into any small gap in between the others so that they could get their fill. "Easy there, boys…there's enough for everyone," Mafioso murmured. One of the bunnies pulled away from the bowl, its beady eyes locking onto yours. Its ears straightened, alert at the sight of the unfamiliar face. Cautiously, the bunny hopped towards you as you reached out a hand towards it. Its snout stuck out, and you could feel the subtle shift of the bunny's fur against your skin as it sniffed your hand. "Careful with that little guy…he's a nervous one." You glanced at the rabbit and back at the entire room. By then, most of the other bunnies had already eaten and were now back to hopping around. Mafioso and the other killers clearly took great care in decorating the room. Carrot chew toys were scattered all over the floor. A large hamster wheel was against the wall, and near it was a sand pit. Apparently, Jason and 1x1x1x1 even worked together to make an entire playground for the bunnies, which spanned across the entire room. "Mafioso…? How…do you even tell these little guys apart? There are so many…don't you get them mixed up sometimes?" Mafioso let out a low chuckle as he reached out a hand to pat the critter, its beady eyes slowly closing as it purred in contentment. "Well, once you've been around them for long enough, you know them by heart. It's just an instinctive thing." Mafioso gently picked up the rabbit and placed it into your arms. The bean curled up in your embrace, and you couldn't help but crack a small smile. "Aww…he's just a sleepy lil guy…" The rabbit opened its eyes to look back up at you. You couldn't help it- the critter was so adorable, with its beady black eyes, its soft fur… "You're just a lil guy…! Just lemme love you…" You let out soft laughs and giggles as you started giving the bunny headpats and soft scratches. Behind the ears, on the top of its head… You found the little guy too adorable for your good. Mafioso could only watch as your soft, incoherent blabbering while petting seemed to calm the bunny down. It didn't seem nervous- on the contrary, it was relaxed. It felt safe. It felt like you were someone to be trusted. And it showed in the bunny's behaviour. "Maybe I should shower these little fellas with love more often," Mafioso thought to himself.

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that's it for now! i hope you enjoyed, take care, and I'll see you all soon!

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Artful in a tutu dress! (LMAOOOOO W IDEA)

*inhale* HELLO, F E L L A S yeah uh sry for the inactivity ;-; sch was being a lil turd regardless uhhhh i had some time to write today and i finally started working on the 200 followers celebration fics! this is the first one :,D all that being said, enjoy!

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"Artfuuulllll…Arrrtfulllllll…" Artful was woken up by the monotonous drone of Badware, who was standing above him. "Badware? What-" "Enough talking. Wear. This." Badware's voice was starting to glitch out. Despite all the static, Artful could make out some laughter from his speakers. Artful looked down at whatever Badware was holding and instinctively squinted, his eyes burning from the item that was held out in front of him. Badware was holding a pink tutu. To Artful, it looked absolutely hideous. It was frilly- the darn thing had more layers than people who threw banana peels at him. The dress itself was so pink that Artful thought it got caught in the radius of a Subspace Tripmine. "Cmon, hurry uuuuuup." Artful slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "…where…who-?" "While you were asleep, Mr. Sleeping Beauty, Killdroid found this in some abandoned department store. Pursuer can't wear it, and Killdroid and I won't wear it since we're literally robots. We'd ask Harken, but you know how she is- so you're the only option left." Artful's gaze followed the article of clothing as Badware set it down at the foot of Artful's bed. He stared at it with a mix of emotions- confusion, disgust, and slowly…very slowly…a look of abject horror. "I'm not wearing whatever in hell THAT is." "Oh, co-o-me on, you're no fu-u-n! Plea-a-se? We'll make sure to try and get you new clothes the next time we go to the cit-t-y!" Badware's face morphed into an analogue ":(" symbol as his voice glitched out. As Artful thought about it, he began to change his mind. He had been wearing that tuxedo since who knows when, and he was still on the run. He couldn't get new, proper clothes himself- he was one of the most fragile of the bunch, and unlike Harken, he had no reliable way to heal himself quickly. He couldn't go outside on a whim to get new clothes, and the others didn't need them. Biologically, he was just a regular Civilian. Pursuer was an anomaly captured by the government, Badware and Killdroid were robots, and Harken was some otherworldly entity that clearly didn't need clothes…so he was practically at the mercy of the others to get him new clothes. And this tutu dress was probably the only new clothing he had seen in forever, so Artful decided to screw it and get this entire schmuck over and done with. "…fine. I'll wear it." Badware's sad face turned back into a smug smile as he walked towards the door of Artful's room. "Aweso-o-me! We'll be waiting outsi-i-de." As the door clicked shut behind Badware, Artful reached out a hand to feel the material of the tutu. Based on touch and sight, Artful could tell it was silk. He was used to working with that material- using silk as a fabric for his magic tricks helped with the engagement, after all. It was mesmerising to see the cloth flow and glint under the light. Sometimes, even Artful himself was entranced in the middle of his shows. The tutu was one of the longer ones, Artful noticed. At least Killdroid was considerate about keeping it modest. With a dejected sigh, Artful held it up and compared the dress to himself. It seemed like it would fit him well. "Well," Artful thought, "I guess I'll just get this nonsense over and done with."

"You…Badware. You actually got him to wear it? The stoic Artful, the no-nonsense magician…you got him to wear that thing?" Pursuer quipped. With a static, drawn-out laugh, Badware nodded. "Yep. He agreed to it." "How did you get Artful to wear that thing? I brought that thing back as a joke!" Killdroid exclaimed in disbelief. Before either of them could say a word, Artful walked out in that frilly pink tutu. His top and pants were still the same old tuxedo he wore, but instead of his belt, there was the tutu. Pursuer let out a gurgling noise akin to a chuckle. Badware let out a series of monotonous laughs, and Killdroid was laughing so hard that, judging by how hard he was shaking, one would think he was about to detonate. "HA. HA. HA. You look STU-U-PID." Badware jested. He was clearly amused by the sight in front of him. Pursuer was already on the floor, his claws pounding against the wooden floorboards as he howled with laughter. Killdroid keeled over and almost broke down right then and there. As Artful stood before the three other killers, the door to their right opened. Harken stood there, her singular green eye open and looking at the sight before her. As her iris focused on Artful, she let out a small sigh. "You…look ridiculous. Your antics shall not save you from me…as only silence prevails."

Well, darn.

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aaaaand that’s it for now! take care, and I’ll see you all soon!

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Mafioso x an shy (floppy eared )blackjack reader he found them hiding pretty quietly behind some rocks and tree's while he was killing other survivors.

my requests are closed atm ;-; sorry!

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saw you were taking a challenge and had 2 slots open left for requests.... kehkekhe (goodluck tho)

Can I request a Griefer x gn!(player)reader from the spawn cult (if you do things like this [maybe a bit like 2Time]), not too well in the head... Not too open about their cult nor talkative at all unless directly asked,

they try their best to not harm their beloved Griefz, not to sacrifice him, but sometimes the voices get to them, but of course he's is still alive! If not with a few scares and scars.

... The voices get to them (especially from the SFoTH) but convince themselves its fine, GREAT even that perhaps, the SPAWN is talking to them

It's up to you if they have a second life or not !! Thankz you if you see this !! khehfe got too into this ;;

I’ll see what I can do :,)

I think I’m able to write this, but idk if I should bc of the spawn cult drama ;-; I should be fine, so I’ll write it and see how it goes-

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PEAKKKKKK WHAT

guys first we use tumblr then we play forsaken lets tumsaken-

feturing: @bewitched-hours , @sourle , @sharkbitten-sailor , @phobiaexists , @sillyshaards , @coconutjamwastaken , @rotsplatter , @moosimilk , @donutfrosting , @piplup335 , @cuppochino , @just-a-joey , @holorform2009

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ah, I forgot the last time someone ACTUALLY requested something that wasn’t a selfship…

dw, this blog doesn’t do any freaky stuffs, this is a sfw blog and I’m just a bored fella on the internet who’s here to write :D

200 followers celebration!

*inhale* HELLO, F E L L A S this blog finally reached 200 followers! yippee!!!!!! (it's been at least a year, bOIIIIIIIII

to celebrate, I'll be opening requests for a one hour challenge! it's a small thing I do where i try to write a fic in around an hour or so, and it's something I do for fun!

just stuff to take note: - I'll only be taking 5 requests at a time for the challenge ;-; I don't wanna stress about this too much esp bc of school D: - I'll take requests from everything in my current fandom list! since that message won't be pinned for the time being, the fandoms are Phighting, Defend The Train, Murder Party, Dandy's World, Forsaken, Die Of Death and Block Tales! - basic request rules apply, nothing weird, no canon x canon, but other than that all's good! :D - you can request regular fics and selfships...no, seriously- how did some of you get the idea that I only write selfships...? - since regular requests are still closed, please specify that you're giving me a request for the 1 hour challenge!

requests open! (0/5) 1: 2: 3: 4: 5:

aaaaand that's it! this will be open until the 10th of July :D take care, and I'll see you all soon!

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draw? I will cry at you 😭 im a writer with zero artistic talent

I can write something tho :,D would you like it to be an xreader or na? if so, romantic or platonic?

200 followers celebration!

*inhale* HELLO, F E L L A S this blog finally reached 200 followers! yippee!!!!!! (it's been at least a year, bOIIIIIIIII

to celebrate, I'll be opening requests for a one hour challenge! it's a small thing I do where i try to write a fic in around an hour or so, and it's something I do for fun!

just stuff to take note: - I'll only be taking 5 requests at a time for the challenge ;-; I don't wanna stress about this too much esp bc of school D: - I'll take requests from everything in my current fandom list! since that message won't be pinned for the time being, the fandoms are Phighting, Defend The Train, Murder Party, Dandy's World, Forsaken, Die Of Death and Block Tales! - basic request rules apply, nothing weird, no canon x canon, but other than that all's good! :D - you can request regular fics and selfships...no, seriously- how did some of you get the idea that I only write selfships...? - since regular requests are still closed, please specify that you're giving me a request for the 1 hour challenge!

requests open! (0/5) 1: 2: 3: 4: 5:

aaaaand that's it! this will be open until the 10th of July :D take care, and I'll see you all soon!

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Griefer x axolotl!reader or fox!reader fanfic (sfw) and my life is yours 🙏

/not forcing btw and yes this is a request :3)

dis as le uhhhh 200 reader special? :,D

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May you make a pt2 of this? Idk if you did and I really like it! I started to enjoy your writing a lot your VERY talented keep it up! No stress on this btw! ^^

https://www.tumblr.com/piplup335/782092777332916224/mafioso-x-reader-platonic

thanku for the compliment! :D

I’ll see what I can do, school is stressful lately :,)