#*scared sorry xp

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Is the background this color scheme for a reason, idk X0

[yore-donatsu]

“Oh Handy ... Need a drink too ...?”

[rapid-as-sass-in-nation-team]

Striker wasn't even that loud and he was only talking to the twins, looking at them as he ranted to try to relent so he didn't blow his top overly, only for him to tense up again when he heard Mammon yell at him, every word he spoke just reeked of unearned pride and entitlement, but Striker just bit his lip so he didn't argue back for once, but almost blew up again when Fizz shrugged it off and said it was okay, every bone in his body screaming at him to tell Fizz he didn't owe respect to someone like this but he stayed quiet as his claws dug into his chair hard enough for it to crack the arm rests as his tail wrapped around one of the legs tightly as it rattled, keeping his eyes trained on Mammon as he went about bossing Fizz around and talked down to him, and the other Imp as well, not sure how he just let it all happen.

When they finished up and Mammon looked at him as he left, Striker glared back darkly from under his hat and if looks could kill, The sin of greed would have dropped dead right there on the spot.

He breathed out after to try to relax, looking back to the twins as Coin talked to him, leaning into Penny's massaging touch a bit, he could use it with how his muscles had tensed up

"Heh sure... ya know I've performed before too and I'd be damn within my rights to get upset if someone threw a fucking flashbang on the stage, he's a fucking sin for crying out loud, he could just make a rule that those things aren't allowed and if someone break the rules punish them, but no force someone to get used to something meant to startle, Satan forbid something not be perfect for his greediness..." Striker muttered back to Coin, he knew she meant no harm but still he felt the need to note that hole in Mammon's 'logic' but he did so with no malice pointed to the twins themselves, nodding when they excused themselves, even if he wished they didn't feel the need to bow to Mammon, he didn't deserve these two or their respect, but he kept quiet even as they left, getting up to stretch, huffing at what Fizz said.

"So ranting to myself for the most part is getting involved? Not my fault his greediness can't understand what a private conversation he's not a part of is. Mind you I could have shouted his name and berated him but I didn't." Striker said with a shrug walking up to the edge of the stage and leaning on it as he talked to Fizz, actually giving a chipper chuckle when Fizz changed the subject

"Heheh There a good sort, there kindness is welcome especially today, just wish they weren't stuck here waiting on him hand and foot, he doesn't deserve them. Just like he didn't deserve Robo or you... Good to know someone appreciates me putting in effort to care aside from my darlins though..."Striker says a bit sadly before looking up at Fizz with a raised brow, as if awaiting a response of his own

Striker ended up trying to focus on Coin and Penny, knowing he would get upset faster then most, though he couldn't help but overhear Mammon's mistreatment and pushiness with Fizz, but he tried to wave it off, least he wasn't attacking him...

"Uh well thank you, your... boss sure isn't too pleasant, I kinda guessed as much from what Robo told me of him, but it only makes your hospitality all the more pleasant in this environment, so you have my thanks, I'll be honest I haven't felt the most welcomed at all today" Striker said a bit bitterly at the end, eyes glancing to Fizz as he juggled, before he looked away, not sure how to feel about the jester at this point, leaning back in his chair to try to enjoy his massage.

Then his eyes burst open as all his muscles tensed when the loud banged occurred, clamping his claws over the sides of his head to try to block out the ringing it caused, hissing as it didn't work and his tail thrashed around frantically. Clearly being in pain and distress due to the sound.

Eventually he calmed, down, breathing out for a bit to do so before he looked onto the stage, realizing the source of the sound his eyes narrowed, tightening his claws and tails around his chair "That was a dirty trick... Is that fuckin normal!? That hurt, and he threw it right at Fizz for fucks sake... " Striker ranted bitterly, trying to move on from his little freakout from that sound...

[afuntimepartyy]

Regretevator kitty cats! [ Headcanon designs for funsies ahead! ]

Heyy.... Been awhile, yeah tumblr? whoopsie daisy! Ive been forgetting to post despite making art and also just not feelin like it, can't promise more after this either XP But I ADORE this silly little elevator game, its very charming :3 I also think more people should draw DrRETRO But i think people are just scared of drawing orbs ((PS ... so sorry jermbo looks like that the demons won and told me to make this goofy-big eye'd cat unsettling for some reason)) bonus doodles of bive because i love her and also more retro + company

[royalarchivist]

[Takes place after Roier sent a message in chat calling for help claiming Cellbit was working for the Federation and had kidnapped them]

Etoiles: Hello! Is everything fine?

Cellbit: Yeah yeah yeah it's ok, it's ok. Just- it's Roier being stupid, it's fine.

Roier: [Pretends to be gagged]

Cellbit: Most of the times you can't believe Roier, yeah. YOU'RE NOT BEING MUFFLED stop pretending you're being muffled!

Bad: Hey, Roier, are you ok? Are you ok?

Jaiden: He's tied up!

Bad: Cellbit, why did you tie him up?!

Cellbit: I didn't do anything, he's just pretending!

Bad: Here, let me help you out. Alright, I'm- I untied you Roier, I untied you. Are you ok?

Roier: [Shakes his head 'no' still "muffled"]

Bad: Oh, oh yeah I forgot. No, actually, I sorta like you like this, keep the gag in, keep the gag in.

Jaiden: You- what, wait, what, what? What?

Roier: [Complains while muffled]

Bad: No, this is way better. This is way better.

Cellbit: Did you know Roier actually wants to build a sex dungeon in his- in his castle?

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[ FULL TRANSCRIPT ]

Etoiles: Hello! Is everything fine?

Cellbit: Yeah yeah yeah it's ok, it's ok.

Roier: Yes.

Cellbit: Just- it's Roier being stupid, it's fine.

Roier: [Pretends to be gagged]

Etoiles: Ok ok... Oh, ok? Ok ok ok alright, are you scared?

Bad: You are a bad person, Roier.

Cellbit: I'm sorry, yeah, yeah, I'm sorry.

Roier: [Still pretending to be gagged]

Cellbit: Most of the times you can't believe Roier, yeah. YOU'RE NOT BEING MUFFLED stop pretending you're being muffled!

Roier: [Keeps going just to spite him]

Etoiles: You're not- you're not- he is-

Bad: Hey, Roier, are you ok? Are you ok?

Jaiden: He's tied up!

Bad: Cellbit, why did you tie him up?!

Cellbit: I didn't do anything, he's just pretending!

Jaiden: Oh my gosh!

Bad: Here, let me help you out. Alright, I'm- I untied you Roier, I untied you. Are you ok?

Roier: [Shakes his head 'no' still "muffled"]

Bad: Oh, oh yeah I forgot. No, actually, I sorta like you like this, keep the gag in, keep the gag in.

Jaiden: You- what, wait, what, what, what?

Roier: [Complains while muffled]

Bad: No, this is way better. This is way better.

Cellbit: Did you know Roier actually wants to build a sex dungeon in his- in his castle?

Roier: [Muffled protest]

Bad: Alright, see you later.

Cellbit: He told me all about it, ok.

Roier: WTF CELLBIT! Wtf!

Cellbit: YOU TOLD ME THAT ONE, you're the one that told me!

Roier: Man, wtf!

Etoiles: No- no kinkshaming man! It's ok. It's ok.

Cellbit: You're the one who told me that.

Roier: No no no. Ok, for now it's not a sex dungeon, but maybe tomorrow or another day-

Cellbit: HEY wtf!

Roier: Oh, yeah now? Now- now what man?

Etoiles: Ok ok, but- but do you have XP if you farm in this sex dungeon?

Roier: Yes.

Etoiles: Ok ok.

Roier: You want- you want to go to my sex dungeon later?

Etoiles: Um, if- if we can have experience-

Cellbit: HEY! I'm right here! WTF!

Roier: HEY MAN, YOU JUST TOLD-

[sappy-detective]

i don’t even know what to say right now but, they’re definitely mixing a bit. and bleeding into each other but not to the point people think yet. yoru doesn’t see this is something she did more as a byproduct of being in asas body. not something she feels it’s something asa what’s not her

yoru is pushing this back onto asa. “it felt good didn’t it?! shouldn’t you be happy?!” like i suspected she was going to make it on asa to make up if it what she thinks it is. and asa is regretful and ashamed.

she’s crying and defeated. like i said before, the use of the word “slut” and asa calling yoru a slut is just.. yah.

“slut” is pared with the idea of a woman seeking attention and well, wanting sex and being a ‘whore.’ the language is kinda moving the blame onto woman being needy to sex.

asa is scared she’s going to be viewed like she asked for it and she should have liked it because yes she does have feelings for denji but that doesn’t mean she’s up for her body being used like that.

just- her saying the word “slut” has so many implications especially for victims blaming themselves and feeling like there somehow whores for what happed.

it didn’t matter if they both have feelings for each other, non of them wanted what happed and it’s sexual assault on both ends. they’re going through it right now. my poor babies

sorry if this is hard to understand this is crazy i’ll reblog this better later XP

also felt good to watch yoru get punched.

[bandtrees]

AW WHAT!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH IM HONORED :DD

dear @bandtrees you are not currently taking asks so i’ll say it here you are one of my favorite mop cycle artists. top 3 easy

[skullhorn59]

Heavenly Hell 2

A/N: second chapter! no spicey here just yet. sorry!~ im not that good at writing yet. xP Tags/Warnings are added progressively, design changed/fixed with time. mostly proofread! Summary: you have always been a fan of the show Hazbin Hotel in your life - and as you are spawned in a Hell identically matching the Show, you can't believe your sheer luck. you're immediately on your way to eagerly meet the celebrities (at least they are in your world), but your arrival hadn't gone unnoticed... Pairings: Lucifer, Valentino, Adam, Alastor, Vox, Angel Dust, Sir Pentious, Husk x Fem!Reader Warnings/Promises: self aware and insecure Reader, Spoilers for the Show, Vox, Attempted Manipulation, successful Manipulation

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3

Minors DNI 🚨🚔

"so, tell me, what useful information could you, someone this new to hell, possibly have?"

Vox sits down and leans back in his chair, watching you with a bored expression on his screen. urgh. right. he probably watched you spawning (arriving?) in hell. this is gonna be a hard one to explain. fiddling with your fingers anxiously, you look everywhere but at his screen.

you already regret coming here first, and not getting yourself a fidget toy first or something. or some pills to help keep your anxiety down. shit, you probably look scared out of your mind right now. he's gonna think you're really weird and rude if you speak up like this. or straight up lying. but for fucks sake - you can't bring yourself to look directly at him.

instead - you take in your surroundings. Vox's office. you only know it's impressive size from the Screenshots of the show, and literally sitting in it now is even more impressive. it consists of a gigantic room, an equally gigantic shark tank below, and a big round platform in the middle, which is connected to the door with a long passway. no idea how this could possibly fit into the tower without having it collapse from the sheer weight of the water alone - the only logical answer would be it being underground.

your eyes wander back to the platform, which is decorated with Vox's emblem. illuminated by a bright array of screens behind it, a round control pult sits at the back end of the platform. infront of it in a spinny chair with it's tips pointing upwards, is a rather impatient looking Vox seated.

oops.

you better get to answering his question.

you clear your throat and swallow, unsure how to even start. thankfully, you get your own chair - manifested with a wave of Vox's hand - to sit into. hoping you aren't sweating too visibly right now, you collect your thoughts. if you know one thing, it's not to sell yourself short.

"well, you see, that's hard to explain. and, you, as the head of.. technology.., surely understand that information is a valuable resource. I can't just.. give it away for free."

taking a deep breath, you lean back a little, trying to at least look more relaxed than you actually are. nervousness isn't even close anymore, like, are you panicking already?? well, at least you can mask it pretty well, you think.

"but I can say this much: I have so much information on Alastor," you think you hear a slight glitch coming from Vox at the mention of the name, "and the others in the Hotel, it's not even funny. Just.. I have a few small questions for you first."

a short glance up into the TV Demon's face tells you he raised an eyebrow. is he interested?? you hope he is. with all you got.

"go on, ask your questions."

wait. isn't he usually more talkative than that? nono, you can't spend a thought on that right now. you need to focus.

"When did the last extermination happen?"

"about a week ago."

"okay.. any interesting or unexpected turns of events? I just have to know what happened and what didn't. I-I know this sounds cryptic, and maybe even crazy, but I need to know at what time I got here."

silence fills the room for a moment. you dare to glance at the Overlord again, and he musters you with an expression you can't quite place.

did you mess up?

But Vox interrupts your thought before you can continue it. "... the hotel members fought back against the Angels, and won. that's all." relieved, you let out breath you didn't realize you were holding. okay. that's good to know. so the extermination already happened. it makes a good bunch of your information useless, but still. you can work with that. now you just need to-

"I think I provided enough information to you now," the Overlord begins, interrupting your thoughts again. his voice is oddly sweet. "its time you return the favor, my dear." - of course, he's trying to get the info out of you without paying for it.

how greedy.

you adjust your position on the chair, crossing one leg over the other, before looking directly at him. he's wearing his signature smile, his digital eyes looking  almost affectionately at you, but you know better than to trust the façade he put on.

"I told you, I'm not going to just give it away for free. And don't even try to fob me off with stuff like any of your products, pins, an autograph or similar worthless knick-knacks. That won't work on me. Trust me."

you glance at him again to gauge his reaction, and he seems surprised to hear you use his own slogan against him, but he quickly regains his composure. good. now just don't get any hypnotizing ideas, Vox...

"No, what I want is... actually quite simple. I want to be able to come and go to the entirety of this tower how and when I please. and.." you can't help a small smile at the thought of the Moth Man, "I want to see Valentino. preferably after our conversation."

and again, silence fills the room. you watch him tap the armrest of his chair with his fingers, thinking about your demands. you can't tell if he's going to give in to them or just declare you as crazy and throw you out, but you hope dearly it's not the latter.

just as the silence begins to get uncomfortable, the TV Demon clicks his tongue and stands up. your eyes dart up, and you automatically stand up too. what's happening? is he gonna throw you out now? - "alright. I accept. you may come and go freely, I'll get you your meeting with Val, and in turn, I get all the information you got on the Hotel and it's residents. Deal?"

Staring down at the hand he holds out, your mind whirls for a moment, overwhelmed with the action. you never thought he'd also make deals like Alastor - another detail they're matching each other in. you always thought he'd just somehow get peoples souls with sneaky contracts being signed when buying a Voxtek product or something.

as soon as you take his cold hand, he gives yours a firm shake, his smile widening to a grin as his face glitches momentarily. bright blue electrical currents and sparks begin to flow around the two of you for a moment, together with an intense blue light and a metallic screech. but as soon as it came, it's gone, and before you can waste a thought on it, Vox lets go of your hand, instead placing his around your shoulders as he guides you towards the door. "fantastic. now that that's done, how about we go check if Val's got some free time for you, hmm?"

you're confused.

doesn't he want your informations now?

on second thought - you don't mind too much. this way you have more of a reason to stick around and return.

─❲♡❳▷Hazbin Masterlist

─❲♡❳▷Main List

[roses-ink-dipped-pen]

iif this is okay ? a villain (kid) who got out of an abusive household and is currently hiding in superhero's house ;; then superhero has a talk w him but villain was too out of it to comprehend what's going on around him like how does he just realized that he wasn't exactly safe in his own house :(

superhero noticed and comforted him ;; SORRY IF THIS IS SPECIFIC anything else is ok u dont have to do tis :3

Okay granted, I may have gone a little off script xP

This doesn't exactly take place in Superhero's house, but I guess the Agency Headquarters is technically their home...? I mean, it is convenient.

I still hope this is a decent little story to read. Enjoy :3

TW: Mentions of emotional/mental child abuse, murder, fire

The superior took solemn strides down the corridors of their headquarters, swallowing their anger after returning from a rather abrupt meeting with the city’s most prized and honored heroes. 

Superhero, as the leader of the band of saviors, stood by good morals and kindred acts of empathy. They refused to ever deny a crook who was willing to amend their offenses a chance at redemption.

Those who shamefully defined the word ‘good’ with scorn written on their faces were to be put to justice. The process was swift, yet ruthless.

“There is no room for evil.” The wisest and greatest victors of the side of good would repeat to their pupils a thousand times over, and the cycle would go on.

But Villain was just a child.

It was a shame, not many heroes understood the point of mercy.

After the leader had finished chastising one too many of their followers, they stormed off into the interrogation room where the unfortunate victim sat. The atmosphere inside was damp, growing tense as Superhero and Villain made eye contact.

Superhero walked in, not bothering to follow any precautions when it came to confronting evil-doers. This was not an interrogation to the commander, they did not think about the orientation, deflection, or threats. They knew that whatever Villain did, was a response to fear.

The young boy cringed in his seat as his father’s rival sat in front of him, the table that separated the two of them was littered with plushies. The only reason why Superhero had a pen and paper was to record anything Villain said that stood out to them. However many cruel works the supervillain has forced him to commit, and how many works were aimed towards him, they would make a check on their tally. 

Superhero was well aware of Villain’s innocence. Even though he worked alongside Supervillain prior to the ‘interrogation’, resulting in the assassination of the city official, Villain was not to be held accountable. Many beg to differ, and that irked Superhero.

“You don’t have to be nervous, I’m not like the others.” 

Superhero grimaced as they referred to their fellow members. Villain nodded, reaching out with a small hand to grasp one of the plushies. A teddy bear Superhero picked out just for them. 

“I’m sorry.” Was all Villain responded with. He’s said that nearly fifty times that day. Superhero heaved a long sigh.

“I told you, whatever you did was a decision made for you, entirely by your father. You had no role to play in the incident, and I want you to go to sleep tonight knowing for a fact that we do not think that you are to blame.” They assured with a gentle grin, anxiously picking up their pen to question the boy about what he had been subjected to under the authority of Supervillain. They didn’t need to ask.

Villain huffed, swallowing the salty taste in his mouth as he struggled to hold back his cries.

“Dad told me he would hurt me if I didn’t help.” The young boy blurted out after a few moments of silence, clutching their shoulders.

“It was my job to burn down the community center, but I was too scared to-” Villain was interrupted by a fit of coughing as he choked on his tears.

Superhero was amazed. Villain was crying in front of them, to them. They must be doing something right. Superhero didn’t wallow in their newfound pride any longer; they had a job to do. 

They got up from their seat to kneel down beside the weeping boy, extending a hand for Villain to hold. Gingerly, they hushed the boy, whose face was already buried in Superhero’s shoulder.

Superhero held on tight to the boy, picking him up in a comforting embrace. 

“Dad left me behind as punishment. He said you would get rid of me for good...” Villain whispered, he was too exhausted to speak up.

Superhero was more than disgusted at this revelation. Like hell they would ever think about putting a child to death. It just goes to show that Supervillain truly possessed a sick and twisted imagination.

Only now did Villain realize that he was never in the right hands to begin with.

“Nothing on this planet would ever convince me of doing such a thing. You are worth more than what you were made to believe, and I won’t stop at nothing to make you feel loved. Do you understand?” Superhero’s devastated tone convinced Villain that he was in the right place.

The two stayed locked in a hug for what felt like an eternity, before Superhero offered them some cookies and a movie of his choice.

Superhero put the ‘interrogation’ on halt and allowed Villain to take a break from the accident. Later that week, it was revealed that Supervillain had committed a total of 21 sins and misdoings, all of them directed towards Villain. The superhero marveled as they thought of 21 ways to get back at him. Putting all morals aside, they went to pay Supervillain a visit.

[teencopandthesourwolf]

Do you know if Peter and Eli interacted in the Teen Wolf movie? I've realized I've never seen any gifs of them. Have a great day!

dude, even though i've seen the movie, my answer is I HONESTLY CAN'T REMEMBER.

the reasons for this are, i believe, two-fold:

1. the movie is so terrible, so completely abhorrent, that i think i must've blocked most of it out. i've haven't gone back for a rewatch and doubt i ever will—sickened/scared/scarred for life etc.

2. the one and only bit of peter my brain seems to have filed away is a scene where he appears out of nowhere and flicks back his coiffed hair L'Oréal style. if anybody has giffed it btw i beg you to PLEASE RB WITH IT/LINK IT as it's actual perfection. oh, and i imagine me being able to recall this part is just because it's juxtapositionally brilliant.

so yeah, that doesn't help you at all does it, nonny?! SORRY.

you could try asking somebody with better knowledge of the movie than me, like maybe @buckybarnesss (they maybe might possibly could perhaps know? i think?) or keep tabs on this post in case somebody is kind enough to pop the correct answer in the notes...

you have yourself a great day too, and good luck!

cassidy xp

[rootbeertime]

Scoops is scared of him but still loves him dearly XD

Sorry for the long break! Motivation has been dead XP

[kitsunefox1108]

I really like your wirting! I've been really wondering if the scenario here is that the self-aware Yandere Sephiroth, he'd probably still go crazy and mad. But as if he most interesting in fem!player!reader (she is «goddess» for him). Suffering from an existential crisis, he begins to destroy all the "fake", acts more violently in the "game" (causing those events that should not have happened even opening additional scenes that should not be in the game, the AI acts pretty tough taking off all the xp for one minor blow, plus creepy looking right at the player!) Kind of like trying to get into fem!reader world or move her into FF's world. Probably through the "weird" dialogues in the game Aerith (also breaks the 4-wall, but not like Sephy) is trying to keep and save fem!reader from Sephiroth by gently hinting to "delete the game" before it's too late.

Reader: Wow... new scary Easter egg! Stop! It's strange that there's no information on the Internet about these Easter eggs... And it's starting to look like Creepypasta...

Sephiroth behind her back: Hello dear, how about hugging and kissing your dear "lover" who has come such a hard way for you...

Reader: (chuckles) i'm in danger(It's my frist request and sorry my bad english 👉👈 love ya!)

Hello! I confess honestly, I myself do not speak English very well, and often improvise, because this is not my native language. But I understand what you mean, so it's okay! ________________________________________________________

In this case, you will really think that these are easter eggs, but when you google anything that could be connected with this, what you see in the game, your thoughts are simply: what? what the fuck?…

You might think that you downloaded a fan image of the game, maybe that's why there are additional cutscenes, but Aerith's hints scare you. She often speaks not to Cloud, but to you. Saying "it all seems like such a strange game! Doesn't it, Cloud? We need to stop Sephiroth before he destroys this entire universe!" 

You are a little scared, but your interest in the game does not disappear, which is why you continue to enter the game and try to find the "new content" that you came across in the game.

However, now Sephiroth, seeing you face to face, speaks to you. No more with Cloud.

"You think it's all Easter eggs, don't you? Whether I disappoint you or not, we'll see you very soon. Darling." and now you realize that it was a big mistake.

However, when you feel a touch on your shoulder, and you realize that someone is standing behind you….

Run.

[2laffy2]

Laffy's opinion and relationship with the other members?? :>

●How they see Laffy

Trickster: Best friend [ @boiling-potato ]

"Oh? My bestie?,yeah she's very interesting. i love brushing her wings they are soooo soft and when ever she has time she gives me a lot of sweets from her universe, they are amazing XP"

Casimir: Hate/Neutral

"Laffy? I'm sorry but i don't think i have heard of this name before. Tho for some reason I'm having this sense of dejavu in this period everytime a new guest enters"

Rosemary: Neutral

"I'm sorry but I never heard some named like that entering the mansion"

Heaven: Scared/Neutral

"She is really scary when she's angry, if you ever encounter her NEVER touch the- wait- why am i even warning you? Eheh"

Nevaeh: Scared/Romance (crush like Romance)

"She is very cute when she's angry that face that she make, omg"

Hayden: Neutral

"... Who?"

Penelope: Best friend

"Big sis? She very cool she let me cut her in many pieces. But for some reason when I'm talking about her to some members of the family they don't seem know who I'm talking about even tho she's been here a lot of times. Its like they just del- uh? What was i talking about?"

Chaoxiang: Dislike

"Her? Ugh i don't know how someone like her managed to beat me in her first time playing *inserit game* even tho she's have no idea what videogames are"

Willow: Best friend

"She is one of the few guests that i manager to help, but i don't understand why she keep coming back in the mansion and no one remembers her. She's very kind but a lil strange"

Elijah: Hate [ @gachaclubideas ]

"Uh? That name, for some reason it get on my nerves"

Talissa: Neutral

"For some reason after hearing that name i want to laugh at my brother"

Juliet: Like

"She protect me from Elijah when he is being a little to much and I'm very thankful to her. Her appearance keep changing but i can tell who she's everytime"

Tsutsuji: Best friend [ @n0vatsu ]

"She very gentle and help me with my nightmare when i can't sleep. I just don't like when she talk to that monster"

Yoake: Neutral/Scared

"... she doesn't hate me even after i killed her, she just waved to me the next day as it never happened, she's too kind"

Sylas: Like/Romance [ @justafriendlystranger ]

"Oh Laffy? She's a very interesting specie man er woman, how much I would love to experiment on her, the faces of pains that she would make~ *sigh*. With that little power of hers i would be like the rest, thx me that i write down everything."

Caleb: Dislike/Hate

"That name... its infected"

Trevor: Best friend [ @edgywithaheart ]

"She Funny, i like her personality. As any other vampire i can sense her"

●How Laffy see them

Trickster: Best friend

"She amazing, she the one that helped me when i was teleported in this realm after being burned on a stick. I Love when she brush my wings <3"

Casimir: Like/Neutral

"Its really funny seeing him confused and annoyed every time i enter or stay in the mansion ihihi"

Rosemary: Like

"She a really gentle mother figure, when she doesn't try to kill you. Very pretty"

Heaven: Like/Neutral

"Uh, she's fine i suppose"

Nevaeh: Hate

" i don't want to talk about her after what she did"

Hayden: Like/Neutral

"He is very quiet, so I stay away from him so i don't disturb him with my presence"

Penelope: Best friend

"She such a cutie even when she try to kill you <3. I love having tea party's with her and Trickster"

Chaoxiang: Like

"I like listening to him explain how stupid i am for not knowing what videogames are. he is really funny seeing getting worked up for losing"

Willow: Best friend

"Cutie potato <3 nothing to say more, i just wanna pat her head"

Elijah: Dislike

"consent is the key my friend >:/"

Talissa: Like

"Her soul is so tormented, so I always try to calm her when she is having nightmares, i also do that to her brother even to i don't like him much"

Juliet: Like

" I like spending time with her. She is very elegant. I sometimes give her my blood since i can live even without it"

Tsutsuji: Best friend

"I spend a lot of time with her. I help her with my powers when she cant sleep"

Yoake: Like

"Her face when she saw me the next day after she killed me was hilarious. I feel bad for her tho, so i try to spend time with her if she let me"

Sylas: Like/Hate

"I swear I will kill this man if he keep bothering me with questions. Its so annoying that he is cute. One time i found him snoping around in Penelope room trying to get one of my arms that she kept after cutting me for the first time ugh"

Caleb: Neutral

"He kinda hate me for some reason but i don't mind"

Trevor: Best friend

"He is a cool vampire, i like him :3"

[xx-s3lf-ship-xx]

Sorrow Makes New Friends pt 3 (Cole)

Almost there!!! One more or two more XP

Kai, sensei Wu and nya X0

But here is my 3rd favorite ninja!!! Le silly!!! :D

Hope u enjoy :3

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•★ Shadow Gem ★•

It's the next morning in the dojo, the ninjas already have breakfast then off to training, sorrow has gotten better after he meet only two people but expect for one

Cole, the strongest out of one but he doesn't wanna bother him so he will focus on his training

Sorrow was punching the dummy bag, which he got strong then Cole saw him punching the bag, he chuckled to himself and walked to him

Cole: hey man....if you don't know my name again...I'm Cole....

Sorrow stopped then looked at Cole, then got all shy and fidgeting his hands

Sorrow: oh...uhm...hey....I'm..uhm..sorrow....

Sorrow whispered, too shy to speak up,.Cole smiles softly and leans closer to him which he didn't catch that

Cole: I'm sorry...what was that?....

Cole barely a whisper to, sorrow fidgeting his hair and look down to the ground, he gulped shallow and hoping if he can speak a bit clearer

Sorrow: it's sorrow....

Said in a high pitched whispered, Cole nodded and patted his shoulder

Cole: whoa hey...no to be scared of me, dude...I may be the strongest one at all but....I'm nice..I'm promise..

He smiles softly to sorrow then sorrow nodded, still remaining quiet, Cole trying to lighten up the mood so sorrow can be comfortable around him since he's comfortable with Zane and Jay

Cole: well...I do have a big appetite for dessert, especially cake! Oh! That's reminded me...Hey Zane! Do you have time for making a chocolate cake after training! I'm craving for it! Man!

He smiles widely at Zane, sorrow couldn't help to chuckle a bit, a guy who is strong but has an appetite for dessert which sounds silly for sorrow

Cole heard him chuckles which he was happy

Cole: heheheh...yeah...I absolutely love cake! I do have a sweet tooth for sweets

Sorrow nodded and felt comfortable around him, showing him his soft side, he still laughing softly

Sorrow: hehehe,maybe I should tell you my favorite thing to eat...I do have an appetite for spicy food, huge fan

Cole put his hands on his hips, Cole and Sorrow were chatting about food and other stuff then they got interrupted by jay

Jay: uh guys! It's not food time! Is training time! We gotta impress Sensei Wu so we can finally get our golden weapons! I hope mine would be awesome!!!

High pitched shouted from the master of lighting, sorrow laughed softly instead of flinched or being nervous

Sorrow: right! And Cole...thanks for talking to me..and became my friend, I really appreciate it

He smiles softly to Cole, Cole nodded and finally got hisself a friend

Cole: hey, no problem man, happy to be your strongest friend

Cole and sorrow chuckles then jay look at them, very closely

Jay: uhh...is it just me or you guys look like twins? Because you two kinda act and look the same

Cole and sorrow look each other confused, then Cole look back at jay

Cole: what?...he's not my brother...well uh, related but we are not blood related man...

Sorrow: yeah...that's..very silly of you, jay...I give you that

He chuckled and Cole smiled at jay then went back to training, jay shrugged and went back to training

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Hope I capture Cole goofy personality traits uwu

[iri-desky]

Oooooh I saw your reblog on my post and I'm intrigued to see what you can do! >:D

If you have the time, I would like to request for a Horropedia x fem!reader for a headstart... Maybe specifically with the reader also wearing glasses? It would be funny if he asked if the design is from any movie and stuff XP

No rush and good luck! 🙌

Thank you so much for the ask, yay! I tried my best. And sorry for the wait! I had school finals ;-; Didn't really have much time nor energy to write--nonetheless, I enjoyed this!

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(◇BESPECTACLED ◇)

♡ Horropedia x Fem!Bespectacled! Reader

♡ Type: Narrative, One-Shot-- Reader Self Insert (denoted by (y/n))

♡ Genre: Romantic Fluff

♡ Content Warnings: None!

Enjoy~

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"I'll admit, I can absolutely say the first X-Ray Monkeyman movie is fantastic, although the second film is compartively sub par..."

It was a quiet evening, sunlight flowing through the windows and painting the room in scarlet and tangerine. Within the pallid walls of the foundation, you were assigned the blandest of paperwork.

Well, it would've been a quiet evening if it weren't for Horropedia's--your best friend and current coworker-- perpetual chatter.

His voice tends to carry, Horropedia's, although nonetheless you didn't quite have the heart to silence his persistent jibber-jabbering. The absolute glow on his face whenever he discussed one of his favorite horror movies or was asked about the latest horror debate was incomparable to anyone you've ever seen, a gleaming grin on his face as his glasses shimmered with a tiny, piquant starlight in the evening sun. Eyes like honey, delicate and sweet, and an intellect, serrated, sharp.

Indeed, he had not a tint malevolence of in his jabbering or gaze, just passion.

"Hey! ... (y/n)? Earth to Miss (y/n)! You alright there?...It looked like you're looking straight into the void. Careful, the void stares back should you gaze too long," He chuckled heartily, taking a swig of his coffee.

"What? Oh, nothing." You muttered, shaking your head-- you blinked rapidly in the light of the sun, attempting to reorient yourself. "Lost in my thoughts. But, anyway, I still think the second movie's better than the first." You chuckled.

He smirked as he processed your counterclaim. "Actually, while I can respect your point, the first film is definitely better than the first. Scares are higher quality, the actors give a more believable performance..."

"Well, didn't the second film have better marketing?"

"Not quite. While the second film had a more active marketing campaign, the first one was more successful. In fact, in one of their first screenings, they sold limited edition glasses similar to the pivotal artifacts from the movie. It was only sold at the premiere, it was a huge success... in fact, these glasses aren't ordinary spectacles," He stated, proudly, pushing up his own glasses. "They were in fact the glasses sold at its premiere!"

"Oh, wait," He said excitedly, rushing over to you, "Those glasses look familiar... did you get them from the film's premiere? I did, myself--" He slipped off his glasses and stepped in front of you, proudly presenting the inner pattern of the frames to you, bumping shoulders with you. He was so absorbed in his ramblings, he didn't notice the streak of pink dashing across your face. "They may not look like much, but see here? This inner pattern--it's highly distinctive!"

Your face brightened at his enthusiasm. "I don't think so, but I guess you can look sometime."

He turned up to you, and slipped on his glasses again. "Wait, lemme see here for a second-"

Before you had a moment to object, he stepped right in front of your face and was peering to the side, in an attempt to see the inner rims--in doing so, he bumped noses with you as you gasped in surprise. It took him about three seconds to realize what he was doing.

One -- he touched noses with you, brilliant eyes amber in the dying sunlight, enthralled by his passions.

Two -- he peered to the side, searching for that telltale pattern in pure, analytical fascination.

Three -- he pulled a strand of hair out of your face, behind your ear, his movements, delicate.

It was to get a better view.

After that final moment ticked by, there was a beat as Horropedia stared at your face. Then his cheeks flooded with fuschia, his eyes growing wide as saucers. His hands began to shake.

"Oh." That's all he could stutter out.

For once, he had nothing to say.

"...I guess I'll...I'll...um..."

He slowly slipped off your glasses, taking a step back--just one.

He then, shakily, slipped off his own.

He stared down at the two pairs in his hands.

"...nope...haha...yours aren't the souvenirs..."

You couldn't speak.

His head tilted up again into your direction, glancing up at you as he continued to awkwardly fumble with both your glasses in his hands.

"...(y/n)?"

"...mm-hmm?"

"...Have I ever told you...uh...you look...look...I love the way you look...with...uh...your eyes with...your eyes are really gor--gorgeous with no glasses and your glasse-"

He didn't have a chance to finish his sentence. You had cut him off when your lips touched his.

It was a gentle, saccharine kiss, his supple lips meeting yours with adoring pressure and fast succession. His kiss was zealous, albeit pure--and clearly, he didn't mind it at all.

He was so absorbed into the kiss that, several moments later, both of your glasses clattered to the floor from his hands.

He dragged himself away, his visage frazzled and--to say it plainly, an absolute blushing mess.

"...Whoops," He chuckled, reluctantly bending down to scoop up both of your spectacles. He handed yours over, hands still shivering. "I--I believe these are yours." He said with an awkward grin as he shoved on his own glasses, brushing stray hairs out of his face.

You grappled your own glasses in your hands, an involuntary smile tugging at your lips.

"...(y/n)?" He asks.

"Yeah?"

"... thanks for listening to my stupid questions."

You step back up closer to him, his flustered expression a badge of his affection.

"It's my pleasure," You smile. "And, Horropedia?"

"...yes?"

"... would you like to take your glasses off again for a second?"

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I had a great time writing this, but just FYI that this is my first request anywhere! So definitely feel free to give me some feedback. Hope you enjoyed!!

[lvrgirlrey]

can you do a Noe x reader where reader owns a little pastry shop he likes to visit because he absolutely LOVES her Tarte tatin, and her, and she likes him too but they're both too shy to admit it. One night she ends up working late and gets attacked by a malnomen but vanitas and Noe manage to save her. But in the process of saving Noe reveals he's a vampire. But it turns out she already knew because Noe is silly and has accidentally left it slip a few times?

Hit me with the fluffy

𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕣’𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖: this is such a cool idea i love it and thank you for being my first request! and it saves me the pain of having to think of an idea for a post XP it has been a while since i posted AND IM SORRY *^* college is hard so far but i am now calming stuff down and i finally found time to post so here i am! wont make u guys wait so long again i promise >.<

𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: none, this is just fluff but there is a small mention of blood

it was late afternoon when noé archiviste pushed open the door to the little pastry shop nestled between two narrow streets. the soft chime of the bell above the door signaled his arrival, and the sweet, buttery scent of freshly baked goods greeted him, like always. his gaze immediately swept over the quaint, cozy interior, and there she was—the reason he came to this shop every week.

you stood behind the counter, carefully dusting flour off your apron, eyes focused on a tray of pastries you had just pulled from the oven. the warm light of the shop made you look radiant, and for a second, noé forgot why he had come in. his heart raced just looking at you.

"good afternoon, noé," you called softly when you noticed him standing there, smiling brightly. the way you said his name made him feel giddy every time.

"good afternoon," he replied, his voice shy as he stepped toward the counter. "i—uh—just came by to grab a tarte tatin."

of course, that wasn’t the only reason. noé wasn’t just here for the pastry, although your tarte tatin was indeed his favorite thing in the world—well, next to you, though he would never admit that out loud.

you chuckled softly, brushing a stray lock of hair from your face. "i should’ve known. it’s almost like you have a sixth sense for when they’re fresh out of the oven."

noé rubbed the back of his neck, feeling his face heat up. "well, i can’t resist. you make them so perfectly." he paused, his eyes flicking up to meet yours. "you’re, um, really talented."

the compliment made you blush, though you tried to hide it by turning away to package the tart. noé always did this—he said the sweetest things, but he seemed completely oblivious to how flustered he made you. he wasn’t like your other customers. there was something about him that had drawn you in from the first time he had stepped through your door. maybe it was the way he was so earnest and kind, or how his silver hair always seemed to catch the light just right.

or maybe it was the fact that every now and then, he’d say something or do something that reminded you he wasn’t quite human.

of course, you hadn’t said anything. you figured if noé wanted you to know, he would tell you in his own time. but you had noticed the little things—the times he had slipped and referred to himself in ways that didn’t quite match a normal human’s experience. the time he accidentally referred to someone being "alive" instead of "human." once, he had even let his fangs show when he smiled a little too wide, quickly correcting himself with an awkward laugh. it didn’t scare you, though. in fact, it made you like him even more.

you handed him the neatly wrapped tarte tatin, and as he reached out to take it, your fingers brushed for just a second. both of you froze. the air between you suddenly felt charged, and you quickly pulled your hand back, your cheeks burning.

"thank you," he muttered, staring down at the tart as though it had become the most interesting thing in the world.

"you're welcome," you replied softly, biting your lip to keep yourself from saying more. your heart thudded in your chest. how long were you both going to dance around this?

as noé fumbled with his coat, preparing to leave, you hesitated. you had wanted to ask him for a while now—maybe to stay longer, to talk more. but every time you tried, the words got stuck in your throat. so, instead, you just smiled and waved as he left, the door bell chiming softly behind him.

that night, you decided to stay late in the shop. business had been slow earlier in the day, and you wanted to prepare for the morning rush. the streets outside were quiet, and the soft hum of the oven was your only company as you worked.

the clock ticked toward midnight when you finally stretched, wiping your hands on your apron. you were about to call it a night when the door suddenly rattled. a cold chill crept through the air, and the hairs on the back of your neck stood up.

something was wrong.

the door burst open, and you barely had time to react before a dark, shadowy figure lunged at you, knocking you to the ground. you screamed, struggling to push it away, but the creature—a malnomen, you realized with horror—was too strong. its twisted, monstrous form loomed over you, eyes glowing with malevolent hunger.

just as you thought it was over, a flash of silver and black cut through the air. noé appeared out of nowhere, tackling the creature and sending it crashing into the wall. his movements were inhumanly fast, and for a moment, you just stared, shocked and breathless.

"noé!" you gasped, scrambling to your feet.

"stay back!" he shouted, his eyes glowing red. his fangs were bared, and you finally saw him for what he was—a vampire. but before you could fully process it, another figure darted in. vanitas. with a quick, precise movement, he held out his cursed grimoire, muttering an incantation that enveloped the malnomen in a bright blue light. the creature screeched in agony before disintegrating into nothingness.

the room fell silent, save for the heavy breathing of all three of you. you stood frozen for a moment, staring at noé. his red eyes slowly faded back to their usual color, and he wiped a bit of blood from his lip. he looked at you, panic flashing across his face.

"i—I can explain," he stammered, stepping back as though you might run from him in fear. "i'm...a vampire."

you stared at him for a second before a soft laugh escaped your lips. noé blinked, clearly taken aback.

"i know," you said quietly, a small smile playing on your lips. "i figured it out a while ago." noé's eyes widened in shock. "you...knew?"

you nodded. "you’re not very good at hiding it, you know. you’ve let it slip a few times."

vanitas let out a bark of laughter from the corner. "you mean you didn’t know she knew? i could tell the first time i saw her."

noé flushed, looking embarrassed. "but... you’re not scared?"

you stepped closer, your heart pounding as you met his eyes. "no, noé. i’m not scared of you. i trust you."

noé’s breath caught, his gaze softening. the tension between you grew thick, but this time, neither of you looked away. slowly, tentatively, he reached out, his hand brushing against yours. his touch was warm, despite everything, and you felt your chest tighten.

"i...i’ve always liked you," noé whispered, his voice barely audible. your eyes widened, and for a moment, you couldn’t speak. then, with a shaky breath, you smiled, squeezing his hand.

"i’ve always liked you too, noé."

and with that, the barrier between you finally crumbled, and the two of you stood there, holding each other’s hands, while the remnants of the night’s terror faded away into the quiet warmth of your little pastry shop.

this was such a fun thing to write i love it! thank u so much for requesting!!