#;questions for the dead(ask memes)

[vocallywritten]

Would You Fuck Your Clone? Bridgerton Edition

[marcobodtlives]

Mikasa and Annie on a Girls Trip™️ but it’s just them kicking people in the shin and shoulder throwing full-grown men.

(Reiner and Jean on Boys Trip™️ but it’s literally just them getting into a slap fight in the forest then sobbing over their murdered boyfriends)

[tablefourtyone]

So which one of you would be the dead wife?

Kiana: *clings to Fu Hua sobbing* PLEASE DON'T BE THE DEAD WIFE PLEASE DON'T I WAS ONLY BORN IN 2007 I'M BARELY A TEENAGER I'M TEN YEARS OLD, I'M TOO YOUNG FOR YOU TO DIE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Fu Hua: It took me 50000 years to change by meeting you, the ten year old teenager. My time with you has barely started. I definitely won't let you be dead wife. 🫠

[xxcringeizdead666xx]

A thing that I am looking foreward to almost as much as Good Omens seson three, is whatever halarious petition the antis come up with this time!

[ruthlesslistener]

4, 7, 8 for the love your fandom asks?

Gonna do this one for Destiny since that's the one we're currently sharing lmao

4. say something nice about a ship you don't ship (it can be another ship in your fandom, a mutual's OTP, etc)

-ngl ever since you pitched the thought of Misraaks/Taniks and I saw their size comparison, Ive been rotating it in my mind. Idk if I ship it yet because Misraaks keeps giving me 'too busy trying to save the world to think about courtship' but i sure am rotating it in my mind. If there's anyone who can domesticate Taniks like a particularily fucked up and feral horse, then it's Misraaks- I'm excluding Eramis here because I think her particular method of dealing with him is just giving him free reign to do shit and bailing him out if necessary, which Taniks greatly appreciates but is hardly a step towards resocializing him

7. your favorite tropes to read/write/draw

-Lightbearers being both fucking unhinged on account of their very nature and just slightly not-quite-human because of the whole 'resurrected from the dead by an alien terraforming entity' thing. I'm almost completely incapable of writing or getting attached to normal human characters, I think, so that influences it quite a bit, but I also just really love the concept of Lightbearers coming back wrong after death and having this sensation of eerie otherness about them. Like the Light wanted to put them back together, but couldn't quite remember exactly how to do it perfectly or remake them in a way that didn't leave its mark on their biology. Which is partially how I explain they're infertile but thats an entire side tangent that delves into tissue regeneration factors and how Light radiation interacts with DNA

8. you hope more people will come to appreciate ___ (a ship, a trope, an episode, etc)

-Eramis is so so underappreciated still and it makes me wanna cry. WHERE are all the art and fics for her WHY is she so niche. Shes literally a canon milf who loves and misses her wife and is also an alien space pirate who hates and wants to kill god and has a complicated relationship with humanity and her interactions with Eido were GODTIER, I need MORE

[grayintogreen]

ask game: 11

11. Share a favourite comment a reader has left you.

THAT IS SO HARD. I think my favorite comments in general are the ones that pull lines out of my work and scream over them, which explains everything about my commenting habits.

I did see a bookmark comment that was like "this is so ic it's CONCERNING" on LTEDMD that I hold very close to my heart though.

FANFIC ASK GAME.

[ramonadecember]

Cain

- Fir 1, 5

- Holly 3, 5

- Ivy 4, 5

- Mistletoe 2

- Pine 1 , 2

- Birch 2, 3

oc questions.

thanks for sending more! :D snow day, so gonna be working on these.

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Fir 1: Cain is definitely far more of a pessimist than an optimist. He doesn’t tend to see the positive in people or situations, always thinking about who could screw him over or what could go wrong. He’s also the type to say that he’s not being overly negative/pessimistic, and that he’s just being ‘realistic.’ There’s a lot less disappointment that way, and if it all works out fine, then hey, Cain gets to be pleasantly surprised.

Fir 5: He doesn’t let setbacks slow him down. Cain is gonna curse about it and grit his teeth and barrel through like the bull of a man that he is. Letdowns are much the same. He doesn’t expect much out of most people, and it means that he can move on fairly easily/didn’t set himself up for disappointment in the first place. But as for things that actually count as outright ‘betrayals’… Cain has very few he actually puts his trust in, so when those people go against him, it more than stings.

Holly 3: Cain doesn’t make it a habit of taking on harm or burdens so that someone else doesn’t have to. In his mind, that’s their problem, they should deal with it. The exceptions to that would have been the gang as a whole who he would have been a little more willing to for, or his brother who he would have done just about anything for. And since they’re out of the picture, there’s no longer exceptions… until Isaiah comes a long and changes just about everything for Cain. Ultimately Cain will go to great lengths to keep Isaiah from coming to any sort of harm.

Holly 5: lmao Cain for sure feels let down by those he thought should have but ‘protected’ him, but should have had his back/been on his side. Namely, the entirety of his gang. He thought them of all people wouldn’t believe he was the one who killed his brother, but that assumption nearly ends up with him losing his own life in the process, and at the hands of the people he trusted most.

Ivy 4: It’s with a bit of a heavy heart that Cain would say he doesn’t really have much of a connection to where he was born and raised. His parents are still there, but he was never their favorite child, and since his brother’s death, it’s only been more strained. He’s… not sure if they believe the stories that he was the one who made that death happen, but it feels like everyone else does, so ‘home’ is a place that’s just… best avoided.

Ivy 5: Cain doesn’t exactly cut people out of his life for ‘outliving their usefulness,’ but he is more likely to surround himself with people who can be of use to him in the first place. He also remembers those who have done favors for him, and always makes sure to pay them back. It’s hard for Cain to believe that people do things for others solely out of the kindness of their heart without expecting anything in return, and he doesn’t want to feel like he owes anyone.

Mistletoe 2: Lmao, no. Cain doesn’t find it easy to make friends. He’s… not a very nice or personable guy. The majority of his friends he’s made vicariously through his brother, who softened Cain enough to make him more palatable to others lmao. Plus, later in life, that ran with a rougher crowd in general, so Cain’s… questionable personality didn’t stand out as much, though he was still def the biggest sob among them. So he really can’t understand why pretty little angel of a human being Isaiah is so bent on befriending him…

Pine 1 + 2: Putting these two together because the answer re: Cain’s worst physical and emotional wound comes from the same thing. Cain had just lost his brother, which tore the heart right out of him, despite how he outwardly may have seemed, and despite any conflicts there may have been between them. So he was already struggling with that only to sense unrest amongst the rest of the gang. Cut to them (as mentioned above, the people he thought he could trust the most…) shooting him and beating him near to death before then leaving him there to let the elements finish the job. It’s a miracle he’s still alive. Recovery took quite a bit of time, during which time he had to pretend he wasn’t some big, bad outlaw to the townsfolk that took him in and took care of him, but the betrayal might have hurt more than any of the actual injuries, and that takes even longer to recover from.

Birch 2: Initially Cain thinks more like… that if you hit rock bottom, you stay there, there’s no building yourself back up. He assumed that’s where he was headed, can’t live the way he does for forever. SO when he does in fact hit his rock bottom, he thinks that’s it’s for him. It takes some time and a lot of kindness from the community that took him in to realize that maybe it isn’t. So Cain ultimately believes that’s what has to happen to change your life, he’s a proponent of learning lessons the hard way and stuff, but then he learns that when it comes to Isaiah that doesn’t apply. Cain sees Isaiah starting to go down a rough path, and he does his best to stop t from happening, not thinking those lessons (ones he’s learned in the past) are ones that Isaiah needs to learn if he can prevent it.

Birch 3: Cain likes to think he can just walk off his injuries, act like the big tough guy and all that. But he is only human, and on top of that he’s not as young as he once was… not that he’ll admit to it or let a person get away with pointing it out. It means there’s a lot of overexerting himself and doing things he shouldn’t that end up just making injuries worse before they get better.

[rad-roche]

4,10, 24, 36 for Gloria.

-@sweetjanesmixedholotapes

4. Does your character prefer high-tech or low-tech solutions to problems?

low tech! she's a very practical person, almost to a fault. why go to all the effort of getting, say, a laser weapon, when a severe beating with a lead pipe will do.

10. What is your character’s weapon of choice? Are they good in a fight, whether armed or not?

a simple pistol. i think she kept the one she Did That Horrible Thing With at the end of dmt just as a matter of recourse, but i wouldn't count her as particularly good with a gun. she's the type to have taken a few safety classes pre-war and maybe go shooting now and then, but compared to people who have had to learn or die she's not a great shot. she's not particularly strong, either. in any situation that's violent and unexpected, she's at a huge disadvantage

24. How quick is your character to forgive? Are they able to earn forgiveness from others easily?

it depends on the infraction! 'eating that thing i was looking forward to', she can laugh off. anything beyond that i think will haunt her until she dies. i don't think she's well liked in diamond city and mostly gets a pass because of nick's outstanding reputation

36. What keeps your character going? What is the one thing that they have that could motivate them to keep persisting if they lost literally everything else?

the fact that people take her seriously and that she genuinely enjoys her vocation as a private detective, which is more than she ever had pre-war. i know i just said she wasn't well-liked, but i think people give her credit when it's appropriate, which is something bewildering to her. dww digs more into her backstory, but something that sticks with her and leaves her very, very bitter is her surgical oncologist making derogatory and sexual remarks about her figure while she's very, very ill. it takes her husband, nathan, intervening for her to get still-inadequate treatment and colours every interaction she has from that point on

[eemoo1o-animoo]

Do you think a reaper immediately becomes a reaper, or does their body have to decompose first? Because surely, if it’s immediate, they can just go and dig themselves up and just see their own dead corpse?

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Summoning Failed Successfully

Imagine a warehouse. Imagine a bunch of cultists in dark robes with all the candles, daggers, ancient books, and chanting. Now add Danny.

Only not as the summoned being, no. As a sacrifice.

He is sitting down, tied to a chair, in the middle of the summoning circle, looking as bored and deadpan as he can possibly be. The cultists are chanting, and he frowns, listening to their chants for a moment.

"Hey, is that Latin?" He questions, but to no avail, "You know you're not actually using those words correctly, right?"

"Keep quiet, child!" One of the cultists snaps. Danny leans back in his chair and shrugs.

"I'm just saying, you ain't summoning shit with wrong grammar," he huffs, seemingly absolutely nonchalant about the whole thing. Oracle, who is watching the whole ordeal through the surveillance cameras, raises her eyebrows. Red Robin and Robin are already en route to the building the cultists chose for their extracurricular activities, but now she almost wants to watch this a bit longer.

Gothamites are pretty used to all kinds of shitshows, but this boy is from out of town. She checked him through facial recognition. Daniel Fenton, a transfer student from Amity Park, Illinois.

A few more cultists stop chanting and turn to Danny.

"Do you know Latin?" One of them asks, and the boy makes a half-nod, making a thoughtful face.

"Not fluently, but, like, it's a dead language, I felt kinda obligated to learn it. Just for the meme, you know?" He chuckles.

The cultists, judging by their confused silence, don't know. Barbara doesn't know what he's talking about, either. But she is almost curious now, so she taps Robin's and RR's comm lines:

"RR, Robin, when you arrive, don't jump into the scene," she asks.

"Understood," Tim answers immediately, but Damian, of course, demands explanations:

"Is there an obstacle?"

"Not really," Barbara humms, "The sacrifice is in the process of de-escalating the situation."

She can almost hear the questioning silence over the comm, but, thankfully, no one argues. Meanwhile, one of the cultists pipes up, voice full of doubt:

"So, you can... like, proofread our incantation?"

"Yeah, sure," Danny nods, apparently fine with being sacrificed, "Who you're trying to summon anyway?"

"Satan," that same cultist answers, and Danny laughs approvingly.

"Classic," he nods and smiles, "I'll give you this. The circle is mostly alright, so you don't need an incantation to summon the fucker, I have him on speed dial." And with that, he leans forward, screaming towards the floor: "Ey, Satan!"

Barbara must say the act was actually convincing, but he went a little overboard with it now. She reaches to tell both Robins to get in, but suddenly, a loud, booming voice reverberates through the building.

"The fuck do you want, kid?"

Cultists fall to their knees - it doesn't seem like an act of worship, more like their knees bucking. The whole circle dimly lights up in red, smoke raising from it.

"Do you see this shit, Oracle?" Red Robin questions, and she mhm's at him, not sure what else to say. If this is still an act or a trick, she must say it's a very good one. Although somehow she suspects it's not a trick. She's seen enough magic in her life to tell the difference.

"Do you want to come to Earth, be gay and do crimes?" Danny asks, almost mockingly.

"Fuck off."

The red light flickers and disappears, and Danny looks back up to cultists, grinning cheerfully.

"Welp, looks like he doesn't wanna," the kid concludes and stands up from his chair. Barbara hadn't seen when or how he got out of his bindings.

The cultists just watch him walk out of the circle in bewilderment.

"Pursue?" Robin's voice comes over the comms, and Barbara thinks for a moment.

"I get a feeling like that's a bad idea," Tim mutters over his line.

Barbara agrees.

[hello-eden]

dead serious #2

 idea that league of Assassins has connections and deals with the ghost Zone/ infinite realms. Ellie gets destabilized and Danny needs help; he ends up going to frostbite and Clockwork. They tell him about the deals that a lot of the ghost Zone has with league of assassins. He panics because of the Assassins but they make it very clear that they can help. Danny is about 14 And Damien is turning 13.( I know Damien is supposed to be with his dad at this point but just go with it) 

Ellie ends up the de Aged and Danny uses an artificial womb thing that Talia uses for Damien. Danny and Damien become friends during this time due to Talia and Ras wanting Damian to have good connections with the infinite realms. 

There's an attack on the league that ends up with Damien getting very hurt in the lab that has Ellie, it affects something and Damien's DNA ends up helping Ellie grow. The DNA helps stabilize her but it also gives her another donor. Damian leaves to train with his father not long after the incident  but he does know there is a chance that she is technically now his kid though it is never confirmed while he is there.

I'm just imagining Damien knows weirdly niche things due to Danny and the bat family is wondering why he knows things like obscure memes or has opinions on fast food.

The bat family has to interact with the League of Assassins and Damien asks his mother how Danny and Ellie are and if the accident caused problems with development. Talia then reveals that his DNA did end up integrating with Ellie and that technically he is the father. He asks if she can get them in contact and he end up able to. When This entire thing happens All the family is fighting for their life and they're in a separate area so no one knows what this conversation is.

 They get into contact and end up meeting up when Damian is on a mission outside of Gotham. Damien leaves Gotham to meet up with them constantly and that pings on his family's radar. They follow him thinking he's taking down some sort of group without backup or he is contacting the league. What they find is not what they expect. 

They Find is Damien talking with Danny cuddling under a tree while Ellie plays with Cujo. They don't realize Ellie is with them at first until Danny calls her over for lunch and she calls Danny and Damian mom and dad. They then proceed to question when Damien became a teen dad.

[zhongrin]

honey, can you.… commit a crime for me?

© zhongrin | 2024  ✼  no repost・translations・plagiarism of any kind・ai data mining. rebloggers get a free cup of tea ♡

✼ characters ┈ zhongli, childe, kaeya, diluc, al haitham, tighnari, wriothesley, neuvillette

✼ tags ┈ gn!reader, crack, fluff

✼ a/n ┈ what even are these hsdlkfjlskjdf kinda wanna create a yandere version of this /is bonked

ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴍᴇɴᴜ (ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ) ✼ ᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴜʟʟ ᴍᴇɴᴜ (ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ)  ✼ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱʜɪᴘ (ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ)

zhongli immediately tries to find the core of the problem. “what is it that troubles you, dearest? perhaps we can find a more peaceful solution? violence is not always the answer. this, i know from all the 6000 years i’ve lived—” aaaand there he goes on his lecture. if your goal was to get him to give you a preaching of a lifetime, well, congratulations, you’ve done it. sit back and relax, brew some tea, maybe get some snacks, because you’ll be here for a while.

al haitham, surprisingly, actually humors you. only because he knows you were teasing him and this is his way of teasing you back, but you’ll probably end up staring at him in confusion because he looks dead serious while doing so. “what an interesting offer. i’ll have to ask you to submit a formal proposal through your special submission channel. make sure you have several backup plans in case of emergencies. have it on my desk by tomorrow afternoon, the latest.”

wriothesley straight up denies you with a roll of his eyes. he knows you’re joking, and honestly speaking he would stain his hands with blood for you, but as much as he loves you, he really didn’t want you to end up at the fortress while under a sentence. although theoretically he could pull some strings to make sure you spent your sentence peacefully if that scenario ever happened, the fact was that such records will follow you for the rest of your life, and he wants you to stay in the sunlight. “what did i always tell you? don’t break the law... but if you really want to, how about you try to steal my breath away with a kiss?”

neuvillette stops writing his reports immediately, eyes wide and mouth slightly open. “my dear, come sit, let us converse.” he holds your hand and proceeds to rope you into a heart-to-heart talk. are you being harassed by someone? are you being threatened? the cup of water rippled erratically as he waited for you to answer those particular questions. is there something he could do to help that wouldn’t make either of you getting dragged into a court trial? can he— …. yeah, someone save him, he totally thinks that you’re serious.

childe agrees immediately. is that even a question? “sure! who do you need me to kill?” he asks, with his signature wide boyish grin plastered onto his face and his hand twitching to reach for his hydro blade. look. it’s your ajax. your (man)childe. your tartaglia. i bet you liked his murderous tendencies anyway. are you even surprised?

kaeya makes it a point to gasp and looking like a maiden who caught the sight of two lovers rendezvousing in the garden. when he notices you not buying his act, however, he laughs and switches gear into a teasing smile, “oh? was me stealing your heart not enough?”

diluc stares at you blankly, one eyebrow raised, his voice monotonous — if you hadn’t known how to read his minuscule reactions, you would have missed the spark of mirth dancing in his eyes; a trace of the young ‘luc buried deep inside the scarred heart of a charred phoenix, “…. hmph. did kaeya put you up to this?”

tighnari hums nonchalantly and gives you a knowing smirk, his tail swishing mischievously behind him, “perfect. i do have a rare specimen i’d like to plant. i’m sure it’ll benefit well from the nutrients it’ll absorb from your victim. so, where did you put the body?”

✼ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱʜɪᴘ (ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ) ┈

@abyssmal-skies ! @hamdehlesmis ! @sunnshineflxwer ! @queen-belial ! @silentmoths

@dustofthedailylife ! @marina-and-the-memes ! @mixed-kester ! @lordbugs ! @anonymousficreader

@irethepotato ! @sassy-cat-in-town ! @syrenkitsune ! @smokipoki ! @cakeboxie

@crystalflygeo ! @ciexuvia ! @illaasya ! @celestewritestoomuch ! @pams-comfortzone

@spidermanluvr444 ! @ourstrawberryclouds ! @ryuryuryuyurboat ! @hrts4hanniehae ! @fiannee

@frosts-intuition ! @florapocalypses ! @genshin-impacts-me ! @scarasmood ! @hellcatinnc

@beloved-brynn ! @malachitemischief101 ! @average-yandere-enjoyer

[4of7jkids]

Generally I am a Cass shipper but I here for this as well.

Everyone keeps pairing Danny up with the bat kids and I'm not even a shipper, but.

Pair him up with Steph,

Cowards.

[stygicniron]

😶 Do you often feel tempted to use your death powers for less than selfless purposes? If so, how do you overcome it? Have you indulged it?

Ask Meme: Asking Uncomfortable Questions

“I killed someone once using my powers,” Nico said, lips pinching for a moment before the expression smoothed away. “It was Bryce and he deserved it. He was going to hurt my friends.” And beyond that, he’d escaped a punishment that had been justly given. Still, as much as he tried to justify it, he still felt... weird about it. He would certainly do it again if presented with the same situation all over again, but that didn’t mean he liked it.

But then the rest of the question caught up to him and he blinked in surprise. “I--I deal with the dead. Even if they’re not living anymore, they’re still people.” The question surprised him. It just wasn’t a thought that ever occurred to him before and considering it now made his nose wrinkle in disgust. “I respect the dead.” I respect people. “I wouldn’t use people like that.”

“... does shadow traveling in the middle of the night to get McDonald’s count as being selfish?” He asked after further moments consideration.

[candychasse]

Yandere Sim Male Rivals dealing with the, 'me, my s/o, and their 500 dollar life sized mareep plush' meme being their reality.

Characters: Osano, Amao, Kizano, Oko, Aso, Osoro, Megamo.

Contains: g/n reader, not proofread, fluff. At least five of the guys having beef with a plushie.

Osano.

"What the hell is that."

^ exact words he said when you came home with the adorable pokemon plush.

Despite his harsh words he does think the sheep is cute.

He will complain, like a lot.

"Move the damn sheep." He says loudly as he tries to get comfy in bed. You groaned slightly and moved the sheep to the other side of you. "Thank-" he stops himself as you turn your back to him! "Y/n." He calls out. You turn again to face him, bringing the Mareep to face him too. "Yes?" You ask, a grin slowly growing. "...whatever." He says turning his back to you, 'two can play that game' he thinks.

Two actually cannot play that game. In the morning you found him turned facing you, holding the Mareep tight. You snicker to yourself as you take a photo of him.

Amao.

He's not particularly the biggest fan of mareep, however, he does understand how much the plush means to you.

I'd imagine he'd try to convince you to move mareep somewhere else like, "Why don't we move Mareep to the couch so they can watch TV?"

^when that obviously didn't work. He accepted his fate.

You had just wrapped up closing the bakery for the day and headed upstairs in order to destress and enjoy the rest of your evening. You headed into your room to pick out pajamas, when you saw it. Amao carefully making the bed and placing Mareep front and center on the freshly made bed. "There!" He said with a smile. Your heart melted and you practically tackled him in a bear hug for his kindness toward Mareep.

Kizano.

He actually hates the sheep. No secret love of it or anything.

He thinks mareep is ugly and takes up too much space in bed.

It's the dead of night, you're sleeping peacefully in bed curled up with mareep. Kizano had just got home from a late night film shoot. He did his skincare routine and prepared for bed, but as he gets into bed he feels an unfamiliar lump in the bed. He tries not to make much noise as he pulls back the blanket and investigates the lump....

It's an ugly sheep?

He blinks in confusion for a few moments then simply casts the sheep aside to the ground, adjusting his body to replace the sheep's former place in your arms.

In the morning he pretends not to know of the plushie when you point out it must've fallen in the middle of the night.

"What plushie, my love?"

Bs.

Oko.

I think he'd just get depressed.

Like, I think he'd get self conscious. He really does like snuggling with you late at night, it's even better than summoning demons to him! But now all you do is snuggle Mareep.

Is he not good enough?

You only find out about his feelings towards Mareep during a late night while your a cleaning a stain off her.

"Hey.. Why don't we leave Mareep somewhere else, because she's dirty..?" Oko asks cautiously. You giggle slightly at the thought. "Nah! I'm sure I can clean her up enough!" You replied, dead set on removing the stain. "...great..." He whispers. "What was that?" You question. "I mean great! It'd be a shame if you couldn't cuddle them." He elaborates, but you know Oko, and you know when he's lying, so you decide to toy with him a little. "Well, if I couldn't get the stain off I'd just cuddle with you probably." You say 'off handedly'. "..oh so now you'd want to cuddle with me...." He mutters under his breath. You gasp finally putting the pieces together. "You're jealous of Mareep!" You exclaim loudly. His face turns flush from embarrassment, "..no." He replies turning his face away from you. A common tell of him hiding his feelings. "Well, if you are jealous of Mareep, which I know you're not, I would want you to know that I only got Mareep because I got lonely those nights you would run off to summon demons..." You confess, awkwardly looking down. "Oh, well, uhm, I'm not going out tonight.." He says and your eyes sparkle a little. "Get over here!" You say with a small smile, pushing Mareep to the side and holding Oko closely.

Aso.

LOVES THE DANG MAREEP.

He does however unintentionally abuses the Mareep. Think accidentally sitting on it, using it as a table, etc.

he says sorry to the Mareep everytime.

Throws it in the air really high that it hits the ceiling, BUT he does catch it!

It was a rare occasion where Mareep was chilling on the end of the bed while you and Aso cuddled. Right as the familiar embrace of sleep enveloped you both, a familiar thud was heard. "Aso, Aso, you kicked Mareep off the bed." You said while rubbing his shoulder to try and awaken him. He groaned "huh? Oh shoot! My bad..." He whispered, getting out of the warm bed and picking Mareep up from the floor. You giggled slight at the sight of him placing it carefully onto the bed and returning to your side.

Osoro.

Intentional Mareep abuse. Have you seen those tik toks of squishmallow girls' boyfriends beating up their squishmallows instead of just like, hugging it? Yeah that's Osoro.

HE DOESN'T HATE MAREEP THOUGH! Shockingly (heh get it) he likes the plushie.

"Osaro you're so mean! Mareep didn't do nothin' to you!" You exclaim with a gasp as he absentmindedly punches the mareep. "He's an inanimate object Y/n, he can't feel pain." Osaro replies while punching the Mareep again.

But like Kizana he is not above tossing it a side in order to cuddle with you.

Unlike Kizana he wouldn't put it on the floor but just to the side opposite of the one you're laying on.

Osaro tossed and turned in the middle of the night, to say he had a rough dream would be the least to say. He tries to move closer to you but is blocked by the giant Mareep. Grunting he grabs the Mareep and tosses it to where he was formerly laying. He wraps his arms around your waist and sighs. Now that he's in your arms his dreams seem nicer, even if that does sound silly.

Megamo.

He's a busy guy, being the heir to a mega corp, having his own passions, it's a lot on his plate. So most days he come home by the time you're already asleep.

I doubt he noticed you owned a life sized Mareep until one day...

Once again, we begin our story in the dead of night, you're tucked in, nice and warm. Meanwhile Megamo had just came in from the frigid rainstorm outside. He wasn't all too wet so he just changed clothes and headed to bed. Little did he know, the lump he was cuddling was not you.

In the morning, Megamo was face to face with a sheep's face instead of yours. To say he was a little upset would be an understatement.

He tries bribery, offering you any normal sized plushie you want.

He tries threatening saying that since you're cuddling Mareep you can't cuddle with him.

He even thinks about just throwing it out. But he knows how much it means to you. So he just silently moves it to the couch everyday, and every evening it's back on *his spot* on the bed.

He despises that damn sheep.

[mcflymemes]

THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT - THE ANTHOLOGY BY TAYLOR SWIFT PROMPT LIST *  assorted lyrics from the album, some lines slightly adapted for meme purposes but feel free to adjust as necessary

even if it's handcuffed, i'm leaving here with you.

trust me. i can handle a dangerous man.

i love you. it's ruining my life.

does it feel all right to not know me?

i am who i am 'cause you trained me.

quick. tell me something awful.

i loved you the way that you were.

we were just kids, babe.

i can fix him.

you and i go from one kiss to getting married.

you said i'm the love of your life.

way up there, i actually love it.

i just don't understand how you don't miss me.

do you hate me?

did you think i had it in me?

what if i told you i'm back?

i still miss the smoke.

i'm not trying to exaggerate, but i think i might die if it happened.

you look like stevie nicks.

it's hell on earth to be heavenly.

i still can't believe it.

this happens once every few lifetimes.

didn't you hear? they called it all off.

it's happening again.

my friends say it isn't right to be scared.

i might just die.

fuck you if i can't have us.

tell me about the first time you saw me.

are you gonna marry, kiss, or kill me?

no one's ever had me... not like you.

stay away from her.

there wouldn't be this if there hadn't been you.

i don't think you've changed much.

that's where i was when i lost it all.

life was always easier on you than it was on me.

i hoped you'd return.

do you believe me now?

what if your eyes looked up and met mine one more time?

what are the chances you'd be downtown?

is it something i did?

oh, we must stop meeting like this.

they say what doesn't kill you makes you aware.

i'm not a donor, but i'd give you my heart if you needed it.

looking backwards might be the only way to move forwards.

the story isn't mine anymore.

what a charming saturday!

none of it is changing.

wild winds are death to the candle.

one bad seed kills the garden.

i'm bitter, but i swear i'm fine.

this place made me feel worthless.

i didn't want to come down.

everything had been above board.

blood's thick, but nothing like a payroll.

you can mark my words that i said it first.

the professor said to write what you know.

all of this to say, i hope you're okay.

your words are still just ringing in my head.

i built a legacy which you can't undo.

who do i have to speak to to change the prophecy?

the effects were temporary.

no, i'm not coming to my senses.

babe, you gotta fake it 'til you make it.

you know you're good when you can even do it with a broken heart.

i guess a lesser woman would've lost hope.

thought of calling you, but you won't pick up.

you're a professional.

long may you reign.

you're an animal. you are bloodthirsty.

now i seem to be scared to go outside.

i don't believe in good luck.

i hate it here.

if i'd been there, i'd hate it.

only the gentle survived.

i'm lonely, but i'm good.

you have no room in your dreams for regrets.

i thought it was just goodbye for now.

are you still a mind reader?

let it once be me.

i haven't decided yet.

i still dream of him.

i'm so afraid i sealed my fate.

it was always the same searing pain.

i can't forgive the way you made me feel.

it wasn't a fair fight or a clean kill.

she used to say she wished that you were dead.

tell me all your secrets.

they tried to warn you about me.

you're in terrible danger.

i'm the life you chose.

yes, i'm haunted, but i'm feeling just fine.

no one asks any questions here.

tell me i'm despicable. say it's unforgivable.

i'm running back home to you.

you should see your faces.

you knew the price going in.

was any of it true?

who the fuck was that guy?

i don't ever want you back.

did you sleep with a gun underneath our bed?

you don't get to tell me you feel bad.

you wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me.

am i allowed to cry?

there's no such thing as bad thoughts. only your actions talk.

they're going to crucify me anyway.

i know i'm just repeating myself.

that's the closest i've come to my heart exploding.