#EVERYTHING YOU SAID WAS SO GOOD...sorry i more rambled than added but you got it in one!!

[sanipoyo]

WAS IT CASUAL WHEN… PART TWO

note - this was heavily requested! it’s a continued version of this piece if you haven’t read it, i would before reading this! enjoy my loves :3.

you and sero had been really hitting it off and TODOROKI did not like this at all. although he was supposedly in a relationship now, you still have a very valuable place in his heart. he doesn’t know why he got into a relationship unprovoked without talking to you, knowing he’d been stringing you along for awhile. you and sero had started talking a bit right after todoroki practically ditched you for someone he’d only known for a week, but you were still hurt about it so you were distant towards sero. it’s been about 2 months since then and you’re over it now. you told sero about how things with todoroki ended and he reassured you in every way possible, you were lucky to have him because he was so understanding about everything. “i wouldn’t do that to you, i promise”, he said holding his pinky out waiting for you to intertwine your pinky with his. you hooked your pinky finger to his and smiled. shoto definitely regrets what he did, as he watches you be loved the way you deserved to be from afar.

it had been about a month since you stopped talking to KAMINARI. today, you were in class and got assigned a group project. you and ojiro got partnered together for it and kaminari didn’t think anything of it. but as y’all began to work, he heard how much you laughed and talked to ojiro. he felt his chest tighten, making it hard for him to focus on his project. “you alright?” his partner, tsuyu asked him and he profusely nodded. “yeah, yeah, i’m good! just brainstorming.” he rambled on, still overhearing you hit it off with ojiro. denki chewed on his bottom lip as he thought to himself; he knows he said he didn’t want to be anything more than friends with you but seeing you act the way you acted with him towards someone else made him feel sick to his stomach. even if you were just being friendly and having conversations, he used to be the only who made you laugh like that, the only person whose head you’d talk off. he wishes he could go back in time and change what he said to you but he wasn’t going to try and come back into your life after hurting you.

SHINSO sat in class, thinking about how he treated you at the mall, full of regret. he wanted to apologize to you, so he made it his mission to talk to you after class. when the bell rang, he hurriedly made his way out to the hallway, seeing you talking with kirishima. he furrowed his eyebrows when he saw you laugh and put your hand on his bicep. once kirishima made his way to class, leaving you alone, shinso approached you. “you into muscular guys now?” shinso hummed and you looked over, shocked to seem him next to you “what do you mean?” you asked him, his eyes trained on the ground. “i saw you grazing his muscles”, shinso said mocking your actions. “so? it’s not like we’re dating”, you quoted him. you were being petty, which he expected because it’s one of the things he loves about you. “i’m sorry”, hitoshi said lowly, now looking at you. “i don’t want to lose you, i was being stupid.” he added and you sighed. “i agree, you were being stupid. but i forgive you.. for now.” you said, rolling your eyes and he lit up. he pulled your favorite candy bar out of his pocket and placed in your hand, “thank you for putting up with me.”

jealous wasn’t even the word, BAKUGO was infuriated seeing midoriya seated next to you, sparking up conversations and seeing you giggle at him. of course, you and deku were just friends but something about him putting a smile on your face struck a nerve with bakugo. a couple minutes later, izuku excused himself to the bathroom and bakugo decided to take that opportunity to warn him not to talk you, he waited outside the bathroom for deku to finish, startling him when he came out. “kacchan! what’re you-“, midoriya began before getting cut off by bakugo. “don’t talk to them anymore, got it? you’ll distract them from getting better and improving.” bakugo stated and simply walked away, leaving midoriya in the hallway confused as to what bakugo was talking about. katsuki wanted to be with you, but he also wanted you to be the best you could be and he was worried he was stopping you from achieving that. so from here on out, he’d make sure no one got in your way.

Ⓒ all published work belongs to sanipoyo! do not copy/plagiarize.

[seraphicloves]

𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒍𝒅?

⊱✿⊰ summary: the overblot aftermath except yuu has my personality lmao

⊱✿⊰ warnings: book 2 spoilers, lowkey bullying leona (but nice), yuu is reader, fully self indulgent, fluffy tho, like a few refs to reader being small cuz im smaller than even ruggie so yeah. Thats like the only physical depictor i think

⊱✿⊰ notes: i had this dream last night and boom bam i made this. I think its preppy and also its lit ny personality and also leona is like 😍

your eyes slowly fluttered open, the bright fluorescents adding to the dull ache in your head. as your vision adjusted you realized you had quite a few people surrounding you. ace and deuce and jack and grim? what happened...?

"what happened?" you muttered out, sitting up in the...cot? you were in the infirmary but why? the last thing you could remember was playing the special round of spelldrive and grim mentioned something about a special move.

"at the beginning of the second half grim threw the disc at your noggin and knocked you out." ace answered barely concealing his snort, "don't you remember?"

"no i don't remember." you grumbled, narrowing your eyes in a glare. ace gave you an apologetic smile that you weren't sure held any real sorry in it.

"i was trying to aim for victory!" grim exclaimed, pumping his fist up. he smiled widely at you and plopped into your lap. despite your annoyance you curled your arms around him, letting him snuggle into your chest.

"you amateurs need to work on your throwing skill." jack replied with an eyeroll.

deuce quickly interjected with a gentle smile, hoping to ease any tensions that might appear. "i for one am glad you're awake! i was scared the hit did some real damage."

"true, you were asleep so long you even missed the closing ceremonies. they're taking everything down now." ace said, still trying not to laugh. evem through your annoyance you couldn't really blame him. it did sound kind of funny that you got hit by a disc because of grim's terrible throw.

"which dorm won?" you asked suddenly, words falling from your lips hurriedly, "how did savanaclaw do?"

even with leona being so underhanded you still wanted him to get what he wanted. he just wanted to feel like he was good enough, something you could relate to heavily. you hoped none of them could tell the way your face warmed with your rambles. maybe you could blame it on pain meds..if this place even had them.

suddenly that growly rumble of a voice filled your ears, leona saying, "diasomia won, unsurprisingly."

your eyes jumped to where leona was, him and ruggie in cots side by side. leona looked goregous, with his long hair still braided and a few bandages scattered across his dark tanned skin. you really ought to focus instead of fangirling over his looks like a silly school girl.

"there was nothing we could do to stop it." ruggie added with a sigh, looking slightly more healed now, "it didn't help that we took a beating from every other dorm before we got to them."

you winced sympathetically, unsurprised the other dorms had gotten their revenge out during the game. even still you felt bad, but perhaps that was your annoyingly empathetic heart talking.

"housewarden! ruggie!" jack exclaimed, turning his body around to see the others in their cots. you slowly sat up, ignoring your dizziness in favor of getting the chance of getting closer to leona. you are surely going insane, why were you wanting to comfort leona after everything he did? why were you wishing to kiss his hurt away in front of your friends no less.

leona tsked, his arms crossed over his hardened chest as he said, "being stuck in the infirmary for anything other than a mid-day nap is about as lame as it gets."

his eyes wandered over to you and you felt your body warm, self conscious about the way you look. you could feel that your hair was a bit tangled and your clothes were slightly frumpled, making you wish leona would suddenly forget you existed. did he think you look bad? you looked at your hands, trying to cease your racing heart.

"and what's worse? none of the diasomia kids ended up here." ruggie pouted, his ears flattening aganist the top of his head. you felt your lips quirk in amusement, finding the small boy's annoyance kinda cute. he reminded you of your friends from your world (though that thought suddenly made your heart feel heavy.)

ace nodded and started talking about the head of the diasomia dorm, apparently being a major powerhouse. you didn't doubt it, seeing as half the guys at this school were insanely large or annoyingly good at magic. they still scared you, seeing as you were neither of those things.

"with that attitude you're never going to beat them." jack said with his fist clenched, all good old determination, "i didn't beat them but i will next year! i'll do anything it takes."

"does 'anything' include your capacity for evil?" leona asked with a slightly malicious grin. you felt mildly deranged for wanting to kiss it off of his face.

"have you learned nothing?" you asked, fighting the urge to get closer. once his grin widened, deliciously evil glint in those pretty brown eyes you felt your resolve wavering.

so you did get a bit closer, sitting on the chair beside his cot. he didn't seem displeased with your proximity as he said, "i didn't realize this was an after school special."

you couldn't help the laugh that bubbled past your lips, eyes lighting up with amusement. he was insufferably wonderful. "i didn't realize you knew so much about those after-school specials."

ruggie interrupted with his infamous laugh, making you feel suddenly aware of the way you were sort of flirting with leona. you backed up and looked shyly away, grateful your friends didn't seem to notice the way you had been half tempted to settle your and leona's debate with kisses.

"there's the leona i know!" ruggie said, making jack roll his eyes. jack reminded you of captain america if he was part of the omegaverse, but the boy's brain might explode if you tried explaining that to him..

"i can already tell this won't end well." jack muttered with a slight shake of his head. you felt your lips curve into a grin at the same time as leona. even though you most definitely didn't want leona try to cheat his way to the top you also liked his...ambition. you were far gone.

deuce, ace, and grim chimed in talking about how they wanted to play in the tournament for real next year. a small part of yourself wondered if you'd still be around by next year or if crowley would have found a way home for you by then. then you quietly wondered whether you would return to your old life or stay in your new one.

suddenly a little boy with red hair bounced into the room, jumping onto leona without a care in the world. your eyes widened, surprised by the freaking kindergartener entering the infirmary. he was adorable and sort of reminded you of your younger cousins, who were all around his age.

"unca! there you are! i finally found you!" the child giggled, hugging up close to leona. leona looked shocked for a moment before his face relaxed to his usual pissed off look and he hugged the kid back.

"unca leona...?" jack mumbled, matching your confusion. all the boys seemed equally confused that this tiny person was calling leona uncle and cuddling up to him without getting beat into a pulp.

"this is cheka, my brother's son...my nephew." leona explained boredly, ruffing the boy's hair. your eyes widened, reeling at the sudden revelation.

"so this is the next in line for the throne." ruggie said in a low tone, amusement filling his expression. you were still shocked this adorable little baby was leona's nephew.

"unca! i saw you play, you were sooo cool!" cheka giggled, his hands tapping against leona's shoulder in a badly attempt at rhythm, "teach me how to play pleaseeeeee!"

"fine, fine just stop screaming in my ear." leona grumbled, plucking cheka off his body and putting him down. which made cheka notice everybody around, particularly you.

the tiny redhead ran to you, jumping onto your lap. he was very similar to your cuddly baby brother so it was easy to just wrap your arms around cheka and let him hug you. you giggled, amused by leona's nephew.

leona was about to protest, and you could have sworn you saw a light dusting of pink across his cheeks. it gave you the smallest glimmer of pride, close enough to the third year that you saw the tiniest details.

"so the source of all leona's anguish is..." jack began, struggling to understand what was happening. everybody was to be quite frank.

"this innocent angel." you finished for him, ruffling cheka's hair. cheka giggled and squirmed in your arms, eyes wide and happy as he looked at you.

"shuddap, all of you." leona grumbled, "stop gawking."

you grinned and couldn't help the way you decided to sit on his cot beside him. you were small enough that you could fit on the bed at his side. cheka seemed happy by this decision because he could now crawl freely between you both.

despite leona's annoyance, he wrapped his arms around your waist to prevent you from falling off the cot. ruggie raised his eyebrows in silent shock, probably surprised to see his big scary upperclassmen cuddle with the random girl who just appeared at the school.

cheka rambled incessantly, asking questions and talking to leona. cheka seemed to idolize leona, making you wonder if he realized that. does leona know how much cheka loves him?

ruggie was laughing like a maniac at the new side of leona they had all discovered, probably wanting to use this as blackmail. you did think it was funny, but it was also freaking adorable seeing leona so soft. leona nuzzled his face into your shoulder, glaring at the first and second years all laughing their heads off.

"are these your friends?" cheka asked, turning around to look at them all. then he looked back at you, "is she your girlfriend?"

"oh for sure. we're besties with leona." ace grinned, even happier when cheka asked about your relationship with leona. you felt your cheeks warm, lips opening to deny the assumption.

but leona didn't give you a chance as he grumbled, "i won't forget about this."

though the boys were still amused they decided to leave, laughing and talking about "unca leona". the older boy glowered, tightening his hold on your body. hell even ruggie left, feelinf well enough to leave the infirmary for a moment.

"you gonna marry her?" cheka asked, bouncing on leona's stomach. leona groaned and pulled the kid off of him, so he wasn't treating the third year like a jungle gym. cheka glanced at you and added, "what's your name?"

"my name is [name] but everybody calls me yuu." you said, ignoring his first question and especially ignoring the way your heart throb at the idea. it was silly, you were a teen and thinking about marrying leona.

leona also ignored the first question just mumbling out a quiet, "furball always trying to start stuff..."

suddenly cheka jumped up, hearing the voices of his attendants. the little redhead ran away as quickly as he came, probably going to cause more chaos. he really was lucky he was so adorable...and the fact he was a prince.

being alone with leona made you acutely aware of the way he was cuddling you. his arms wrapped around your waist and his tail curling around your shin. he was warm, his firm body pressed aganist your back in such a comforting way.

"i didn't say this earlier," he began, his low timbre full of the beginnings of sleepiness, "but im sorry for hurting you when i overblotted. i didn't mean for you to get involved."

you blinked with surprise, your heart stalling as a lump in your throat. maybe he really did feel remorse for what he did, the thought sending a flutter of excitement through your tummy.

slowly you turned so your front was against his, faces inches away. you were both laying down on the small cot, his strong arms keeping you steady and grounded.

with that delightful dizziness in your head, you leaned in and pressed a small kiss to the corner of his mouth. he froze, soft gasp of surprise falling from him. his arms tightened around you, squeezing the skin on your waist.

"its okay, leona. i'm not mad." you replied softly, gifting him your forgiveness like you were sent straight from god. not that you knew if he even had a god in his world. perhaps even without a god, you wondered if he knew how to worship one. if he might worship you like you were one.

lori © 2024. please don't copy, modify, or do anything weird with my writing! i like reblogs and comments but please be kind as this was my writing.

[lesbianwyllravengard]

Okay so i hope you don’t mind this rambling, but i’ve been wanting to talk about this for a while and since i have no friends that like resident evil i decided to ask you if you don’t mind. Since i only got into the games and the fandom a few years ago, i played the remake version of RE4 before the og one unlike much of the fandom. I recently played the original game and while i agree with many points made about how they made Luis so much better in the remake, didn’t they also make him more of a stereotype in a way? With this i mean that despite making him more fleshed out with things like his past as a biologist for umbrella or how his grandfather died and his connection to the village there are also many other things they added that do make him more of a stereotypical sexy spanish man. Like how they changed his appereance to be tanner and wild and scruffy, how he seems much more untrustworhty and sly looking and he even dances flamenco (or something similar enough) in the dlc with Ada. Now i hope this doesn’t seem as if i’m mad he haves tanned skin in the remake, i’m spanish and we have many different skin tones here, he’s perfectly someone i could find walking on the street; also his voice actor is spanish and did a very good job. But many of the details added do make him seem more like that, i know in the og game Luis was still a bit of that stereotype given he was also a smooth talking flirty pretty boy, but in the remake he’s been straight up sexualized. Even the fandom sexualizes him a lot, and i get he’s very attractive, i like him a lot too but still. Sorry if this was too long or if i made it seem worse than i think it is, i don’t really mind much and he’s even become a comfort character for me but there's something that bugs me and i don't know why

I wanna preface by saying that if it bothers you, that is perfectly understandable, and I would never try to convince you that you're wrong for feeling that way. (the only thing here idk if I agree with is the sexualisation aspect - I do not recall a moment where Luis was reduced to his body or sex appeal, but I am more than willing to hear you out about it and change my mind).

I think the difference between Luis behaving in a stereotypical way, versus being nothing but a stereotype, is the way he is so fleshed out in the remake. He is eccentric, flirtatious, and hot, but that's not all he is. In the original, that pretty much summed up his character, but in the remake, he has an actual personality, and he has fears, wants, goals, and flaws. We also learn, especially in Separate Ways, that his flirtatious and whimsical nature is an attempt to distract from the deep sadness and guilt that he feels all of the time. He has a breakdown in front of Ada over the laboratory fire because that's how he watched his grandfather died. He blames himself for everything that happened to Leon, and Ashley, and Ada, and the entire village he used to call home. He's hurting, he's scared, and he's so lonely - and so when he finds people who not only need his help but that he knows he can help, he puts on the act of the chivalrous and flirtatious funny guy. His response to his trauma was not to become hardened and moody like Leon, but to play the act of brave and dashing knight (inspired by his love of Don Quixote) who everyone would love and trust - I also think it's why he tries overmuch with Leon versus with Ada, because Leon doesn't like him at all when they first meet, whereas Ada at least humours him. And dancing the Flamenco was, I believe, his way of channelling his anxieties in a way that is familiar to him. So while he does behave in ways that are stereotypical, we have more narrative explanation of why that is, we have more facets of his personality that explain why he does the things he does, and we have a range of emotions from him beyond the flirtatious and witty act he puts up.

Now all of that being said, these are "watsonian" explanations for your question. From the perspective of reality, however, Capcom has a longstanding history of misogyny, racism, xenophobia, and pretty much any kind of bigotry you can think of. And they have proven even still that they are incapable of not conveying that in everything they make. While I do think Luis is an incredibly well written character in the remake, I do also see how capcom recycled the stereotypes they used in the first place and fleshed him out in order to 'excuse' those stereotypes. I do see how, despite the obvious research they put into the remake, especially compared to the original, they fell short in representing Spanish culture outside of a storytelling device or comedic relief.

These kinds of conversations are good and important to have, both because it means we do not let capcom get away with things, but also that we all make sure to always be thinking about multiple perspectives and responses to the representation in these games. And I just enjoy this kind of thing in general, I'm always down for changing my own perspective or opinion on things like this, so thank you for opening this conversation with me. I think ultimately there are a plethora of ways to interpret Luis's character, as well as ways to feel about how he was portrayed, and you can absolutely enjoy him as a character/appreciate aspects of his story but still feel uncomfortable or put off by other things <3

[ravennaortiz]

August 2nd is Juice with the prompt "There is a reason I don't celebrate my birthday". Requested by a lovely Anon. As always my stories are 18+

I thought she would like this thought Juice to himself as he collapsed onto the floor outside of your bedroom door. He knew it was unlocked but had decided against going in. You had not responded to his knocks or request to enter. He knew from the way your eyes had shown with tears and your lip had trembled when you entered the house that you were upset.

For the life of him he wasn't sure why though. He had surprised you before with trips and gifts. He figured a house full of friends for your birthday would be greeted with joy and happiness. He had spent weeks planning the perfect day for you. Everything from breakfast in bed to a day out on the water surfing to a surprise party once you got home.

Streamers and balloons of your favorite colors decorated the whole of the house. Your favorite foods, drinks and birthday cake had been made to perfection. He had been sure of it. You deserved to have the best day ever but yet somehow he had fucked it up.

"Aye Juicy boy. Ye want us to clear out?" inquired Chibs quietly as he entered the hallway a few minutes later. Juice sighed as he looked up. "I don't know. Probably. I'm not sure anymore. We were having such a good day.....I don't know what happened" admitted Juice as he rubbed his face with his hands.

Before anything else could be said the door opened and he fell in at your feet. "Could we talk" you murmured as you sniffled. Your eyes red and puffy and your makeup running down your face. Juices heart broke as he looked up at you but nodded as he sat up when you crouched down to sit next to him.

"I will give you two a few minutes" stated Chibs before heading back the way he had came.

"Tell me what I did wrong babe" murmured Juice as he grabbed your hands as he watched you closely. "Nothing. It's silly. I'm an adult and should be over it" you started as you shook your head and sighed. "I'm sure its not silly. Talk to me" encouraged Juice. "There is a reason I don't celebrate my birthday. Well lots of reasons honestly. This is my fault for never bringing it up. I usually just get the guy to break up with me before my birthday so it's never been an issue before" you rambled as you looked anywhere but at the man you had grown to love over the last ten months.

Juice frowned but waited patiently for you to speak again. "So you know how I don't speak to my family anymore?" you asked looking down at your hands. Juice nodded. It was something you had mentioned on one of your earlier dates. The two of you had bonded over your unique family situations. You had been no contact with yours since you turned eighteen.

"My parents and sister made it clear I was not wanted. They called me a mistake and I was left more often than not to fend for myself. My birthday was always treated as a day to tease, belittle and physically hurt me on occasion. Some years they would trick me into thinking things would change but they never did. My sister always got to use my birthday as her half birthday. So while I was being hit, starved and locked in a cage in the basement. My sister was getting presents, cakes and pony rides." you explained keeping your eyes down as tears started to fall again.

Juice could feel his temper started to flare at your words but kept it contained. He would do some looking into your family. They would pay. Right now he needed to reassure you that would never happen. "I'm sorry that happened to you. I promise my only intent today was to shower you with love and show you how special you are not only to me but to others" started Juice as he lifted your chin up gently. "I'm sorry that you were reminded of your past. I promise you that will never happen again as long as I breathe" he added as he wiped your tears with his thumb.

"Wait here. I'm going to have everyone head out and then I'll draw you a bath okay?" offered Juice as he started to stand. "Actually.....I...I would like...to try having a birthday party. If that is okay" you stammered as you laughed nervously at the silliness of it all. "Of course. I'll let everyone know you will be back out in a bit" stated Juice with a grin as he helped you up and gave you a kiss before heading down the hall.

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[shegatsby]

I'm sorry but I have another idea for a story😅 please take your time to write it again and if you do it can I maybe be "♡🌸"-anon? I hope you had a really good time the last few days and weeks and that you're healthy! Same for anyone else reading this! Now onto the idea..

Hannibal and reader are already married and reader is a tattoo artist, one day when Hannibal comes home from work he sees reader sitting on the couch and sketching a tattoo, the tattoo is deer antlers(wink wink lol-) with vines around them, when he asks who the tattoo is for reader says that its for him and then they go on and on about why its fitting for Hannibal and he's just listening to her rambling before he stops them and asks if they could do a heart tattoo with the words Mischa, Readers name and the name of their child. (I know Mischa is from Hannibal Rising but I like to think that the movies are all connected to the show so.. yeah that would be amazing <3) Reader would say that they already thought of doing a design like that and they accidently slide the wrong way on the iPad and Hannibal sees a picture that says "Congratulions for a second child!" and idk, the rest is up to you!^^

Sorry that its so long again but its just super cite and yeah.. anyway, a good rest of the day to all of you! I hope all of you are healthy and stay/are safe! And I feel with everyone thats also a bit pissed at the situation with Tik Tok and UMG🥲

-♡🌸

A/N; Girll I haven't been writing Hannibal fics for a long time but here we go. Thank you for the request. xxx

You were preoccupied and didn't even heard the door. Soft yet determined steps approached you from the back and strong arms wrapped around you, you looked up to meet your husband's welcoming gaze, he he seemed tired because his work was consuming his hours more than usual. His hands were cold due to the fact that it was a harsh winter day in Baltimore, ''Hey.'' you said smiling, ''Hello dear.'' his voice softened. ''How long have you been sitting here and designing new drawings my love?''

You were self conscious about your designs before you could respond he added, ''Who is this for?''

His interest was piqued ''Do you like it?'' you asked testing the waters. Hannibal observed the design on the tablet, it was deer antlers with veins around them, ''Yes, I actually like it but you didn't answer my question dear.'' he replied with a questioning look in his maroon eyes, ''Its for you and I'm glad you liked it.''

He seemed confused, ''For me? Why do you think this dsign is suitable for me?'' he genuinely asked. You cleared your throat before speaking, ''In many cultures, the deer is a symbol of spiritual authority. During a deer's life the antlers fall off and grow again and the aniaml is also a symbol of regretion. In Christian imagination, the deer is a symbol of piety, devotion and of God taking care of his children: men.'' you explained, emphasising on the word ''children'' your eyes glowing with passion.

''And you my love,'' you held his hand, ''you are everything and more to us.'' you meant yourself and your daughter Mischa. As if the toddler had sensed that you were talking about her she started crying from her room. ''I'll get her.'' Hannibal said and kissed your temple gently. In moments he came back with Mischa in his arms, he was swaying her gently, ''Cna you also make something,'' he began and caught your attention, you admired the love he held in his eyes for you and your daughter and your hand went to your stomach without realizing, ''Mischa's name in a heart, maybe?'' he suggested, ''I already have.'' he was surprised that you already had thought about it, ''Can I see?''

You showed him the design you had made few weeks ago, ''And I also have other designs maybe you'll like them more.'' you said and moved to the gallery to show more and he made you pause, he held your hand, ''What is it?''

You got a picture of pregnancy test on your latest photos, 'you looked up to meet his gaze, hi clicked on the picture and saw that it was positive, ''Honey are you-'' he began but couldn't finish, ''Yes, yes I'm pregnant!'' you bolted to your feet and hugged your husband and daughter, Hannibal was holding Mischa with one hand and the other hand moved to your neck and kissed you passionately, you let him dominate the kiss. When you parted you were out of breath, ''I'm going to be a father.. again.'' his maroon eyes were glowing with love and warmth for you, Mischa and the new member of the Lecter family.

[sparkyscissorhands]

❮ anything you say can and will be held against you (so only say my name, it will be held against you) ❯

➤ Title From: Just One Yesterday

➤ Words: 740

➤ Ship: Sisky Scene (self insert)/Veneer

Summary: Contrary to popular belief, Sisky Scene isn’t its actual name. That’s just a stage name, and Veneer is the only Mount Rageon that actually knows its real name.

Notes: No warnings apply! Sorry I thought about us a lot again and got so emotional that I ended up writing this <3 Everything about this insert is a band reference </3

Veneer quietly confessed, “You know, I guess I’ve always known that Sisky Scene wasn’t your real name and that it was some stage name you used a lot.”

As Sisky leaned up against the balcony railing, it brought its full attention over to Veneer as it turned to completely face him. It asked, its voice equally quiet in tone, “Is that so?”

Veneer nodded. He replied, “Honestly, yeah. It’s a cool name, but I just didn’t think you were born being Sisky Scene. Like, what was your dad’s name? Charlie Scene?”

Sisky snorted. “I guess so.” It temporarily glanced away as it also confessed, “I’ll be honest. I got the name Sisky from this guy in a band I liked. The bassist of the band, obviously.”

“Of course, it’s band-related,” he quipped. The two laughed. As the laughter died down, Veneer then questioned, “So, what is it?”

“Huh?” Sisky turned back to look at Veneer.

“Your actual name,” he clarified. “I doubt you legally changed your name to Sisky Scene.”

“You actually want to learn it?” Sisky questioned, seeming genuinely surprised. “The others here. They’re used to calling me Sisky. That’s basically my name now.”

Veneer pouted. “Yes, I wanna know!” he exclaimed. “I’m your boyfriend. What if something happens to you, and I don’t even know your last name? That would be humiliating!” He sighed. “I don’t care if you’re Sisky or someone else. I just care about you in general, but I... I want to.” Veneer’s eyes then widened as a realization dawned on him as he swiftly added, “Unless… you really don’t go by it, and it’s, like, a deadname or something. Then forget I ever asked! I’m sorry!”

“No, no, it’s fine. To be fair, I still call myself mentally by my actual name here at least,” it responded.

Sisky took a deep breath. He really cared to know it that much.

“It’s Ryro.”

“Ryro?

“Yep, that’s me.” Sisky waited for Veneer to say something. Anything.

Veneer repeated the name to himself again, slower, letting it roll off his tongue. He then said it again, this time quicker. He grinned. “I like it.”

It blinked. “Really?”

Veneer rambled, “It’s kinda… cute? The same way Sisky is. I think it’s the ‘y’ at the end of the name that makes it sound that way to me.” Veneer scooted a bit closer to Sisky, taking the moment as a chance to lean up against its shoulder. Sisky softly smiled as it looked down at him. He hummed. “Sisky. Ryro. I love you regardless.”

It rolled its eyes. “Yeah, yeah…”

“I’m being serious, Ryry!”

Sisky raised an eyebrow. “Ryry? Is that what you’re calling me now?”

Veneer tensed up, mortified by how easily the nickname came out of his mouth. Sisky teased, “Aw, and I was starting to get used to Sisky Wisky.”

Veneer sheepishly answered, “I mean… if you don’t mind. But you’re still Sisky Wisky too! You’re both! You can be both! You can have multiple names. A lot of Rageons here have more than one. Stage versus personal name stuff, I think. Whether you’re Sisky Wisky or Ryry, I love you.”

Sisky snickered as it wrapped its arm around Veneer, snaking them across his shoulders. “Okay, fine. You can call me that, but only you. And don’t do it in front of others,” it explained.

Veneer hummed with satisfaction as he further rested his head on its shoulder, closing his eyes as he relaxed into its touch. “Good. Only me.”

Sisky stared down at Veneer for a moment, letting them bask in the silence. It then spoke up. “Woodriff.”

Veneer opened his eyes again as he glanced up at it. “Hm?”

“Woodriff. That’s my last name.” Sisky chuckled faintly. “It’s kinda dumb, huh? WOODriff, and I’m a wooden puppet. Us wooden puppets are so… fucking weird!”

Veneer didn’t respond fully to its mildly self-deprecating comment as he blinked, muttering the last name to himself quietly. “Woodriff.” Veneer then grinned widely as he thought to himself out loud. “Veneer Woodriff. That doesn’t sound so bad.”

Sisky’s mind stopped working for a moment as it processed what Veneer was getting at. It covered its face with both of its hands, pulling away from Veneer as it hid the rather embarrassing reaction it had to his words. It hissed, “O-oh my cobra, don’t say that!”

Veneer laughed, his wide grin remaining on his face. “One day! Maybe one day..."

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[caeslxys]

Your tags...you're right and you should say it, honestly. Saying C3 deserved a few more episodes could sound like your average "I wish my show never ended" take, except...what was everything for, if BH don't get to exist in the aftermath? Their endgame choice, everything they've been working towards, was informed by them having been on the moon and met its people. Final episodes aside, if the Ruidus plot is The BH Thing, I really wish the first trip could've had them less in a rush to report back. I wish they had the opportunity to connect even more with Ruidians and, yeah, I wish they had fought the Weavemind. I'm also rambling, sorry! I just can't believe it's controversial or made to sound like hate to say we shouldn't be begging for Moon x BH crumbs in the Moon x BH campaign.

Prefacing this with reinforcing that I truly, deeply adore those final bells hells episodes and what they contain. They’re fantastic critical role episodes in general but more importantly to me they are fantastic bells hells episodes. In a vacuum, i’m extremely happy with what we got.

That said, yeah, c3’s ending on the grander scale of its narrative structure in totality was unbelievably (and, frankly, unnecessarily) rushed. Everything since episode 91 has been in a spiral towards a finish they simply could have chosen not to spiral into so quickly. And this is seen in several things: from how Delilah was “handled” with next to no actual processing or difficulty, to the nein’s inclusion not bearing any narrative weight beyond the vague feeling of having some “avengers assemble” moment i simply did not care for and think ultimately took from bells hell’s story rather than added to it (which, were it not all rushed, is something it could have been given to them and their inclusion in the way that vox machina’s inclusion did), to the hells not even actually being able to participate in what their own campaign was ultimately about beyond quick epilogue scenes and one political discussion that they didn’t even all need to participate in.

I think the decision to have c3 be “the end of an era” irt to critical role’s ten years deeply hurt both its structure and its narrative intent. I still remember them marketing this campaign as a good jumping in point for new critters, and yet the finale doesn’t even end with bells hells. It ends on vox machina. That, to me—and in addition to the vox machina and mighty nein solo episodes—showcases a clear shift in intent that happened way, way too late to feel at all fulfilling as an audience member looking in. I’m sure as players it rocked, which I point out because obviously the fun factor matters substantially as well, but that has no bearing on criticism of the narrative it produces.

All that said: it’s truly incredible to me how much of this would have been fixed very simply by just…having more episodes. You could say this of anything but I feel it’s extremely noticeable in this story—the one thing it needed to make the constant rushing pace of its forward plot land was a denouement that allowed the characters and story to breathe for more than one eight hour episode. Bells Hells needed to learn about the culture on Ruidus. They needed to spend more time with the volition—more time even with Liliana, I would argue. They should have had their story structured in such a way that they fought the weavemind and ludinus both (especially if matt knew ludinus would ultimately make it out). They should have actually had to delve into what the story had set them up to delve into.

I adore, to pieces, campaign 3 and bells hells. I think much of the ire thrown towards it is unwarranted at best and often misplaced. But I will likely also always be at least a little mad that their final act was so clearly rushed.

[the-100-days-of-junkan]

Day 93

Living in a Crazy Parallel World by YuriKah

More Direct Adaptation today!

Among the various pics I’ve adapted here, this is the one I struggled the most with in terms of coming up with an idea for, as this is one of the two really big fics I had to make art for on my list (Cause I did make a list in advance). There’s a lot I could’ve done for fanart of this fic, and what I eventually decided on was to adapt 2 scenes at once from the end of the first chapter.

A little bit of fun contrast between a more serious, upbeat scene with Mikan taking in her first encounter with Junko. Followed by the very funny scene of Junko talking with Mukuro. It was fun! Even if I think my execution could have been better.

You’ll notice Mikan’s eyes in this are pink, instead of the various shades of purple I’ve inconsistently drawn her with over the course of this project and beyond. Why? Simple, the fic described them as Pink, so I made an active effort to give them a more pronounced pink coloration. It was uncanny! But fun! And it’s actually NOT the first time I’ve drawn Mikan with Pink Eyes! However I’ll save that till after I talk about todays fic, as I might end up rambling a bit.

Anyway! The fic!!! 

So fair warning, this fic is unfinished. Not only that it doesn’t solely focus on Junko and Mikan. I think it’s very worth reading, however you gotta go in knowing you’re getting slow burn with no resolution. This does actually mark the first fic of this streak of pics for the project that’s a series rather than just a oneshot.

So if you don’t mind a lack of resolution, I think you’ll find yourself in for a good time. It’s a Non-Despair AU focusing on Irumatsu, Junkan, and Ikuzono as the primary couples. I will only be discussing all of the Junkan material here, but I can say with some confidence that everything that goes along with it will be very enjoyable! 

So in the past I’ve brought up that VanadisValentine’s interpretation of Junko and Mikan have been the biggest influence on how I portray the characters both in my art and my writing. That said whenever I say that there might find that curious given that I have drawn many, many pieces where Junko is a flustered, pathetically in love, disaster of a woman when it comes to Mikan (this is especially emphasized in my Vampire AU).

You can thank this fic for that. 

I love how Junko is written here! The author made note at a few points that writing Junko in an AU like this was a struggle, which is super understandable! Converting a character who started the apocalypse into like, a normal, not apocalypse-starting teenage girl without losing what makes the character special is a challenge! It’s one of my big worries when writing her, and I imagine the same goes for a few other authors who’ve taken that road, regardless of whether they’re writing Junkan or not. 

I think YuriKah does a lovely job keeping the complexities of Junko as a character, while adding a twist of “normalcy” into the mix! Her introspective scenes are really good, especially once Mikan’s influence takes hold. And speaking of Mikan, a big thing in this fic which as far as I can remember isn’t seen very often in the vast landscape of Junkan fics-

Junko’s a total disaster when Mikan’s with her. In their initial chapter we get to see bits and pieces of Junko thinking that our favorite nurse is attractive, but a majority of the time in that chapter is Mikan’s inner monologue directed at Junko, along with some very lovely conversations!

Sorry! Quick aside! I love this Author’s portrayal of the Despair Sister Dynamic. Mukuro is written with a lot more energy and mischief compared to what you normally see. She doesn’t have her usual traits stripped away from her, she’s just got a significantly more playful and jab filled sibling dynamic with Junko, with Junko showing care for her far more openly than normally seen. 

Okay sorry sorry, once their initial meetup is over we not only get to see more of Junko and Mukuro’s good dynamic, but Junko having the biggest love at first sight crush on Mikan of all fucking time. 

Still on Junko a lot of the storyline that we’re given in what exists of this series involves her doing a lot of introspection because of Mikan, along with talking about the general value of Talents in this universe and the various ways one can interpret that. She also has a very lovely chapter with Chiaki, their interactions are very fun and it also allows us to get an insight into both Mikan’s past, and how much the people around her care for her despite her worries. It also helps Junko really figure out what her plan here is. 

Back to general, gay disaster shenanigans once we hit the second encounter it’s just all there. She’s a WRECK and it’s so goddamn cute.

And Mikan! I didn’t get any specific, unique influence from this interpretation. But I still love how she’s written here!~ There’s a really nice contrast between her nervous demeanor and her very meticulous, well put together internal monologue. 

Getting slightly into spoilers now, I really love how the author handled the confession. Even if it does admittedly leave things very unresolved with the current status of the fic. Junko being very open about her desires while still giving Mikan the choice to deny her, rather focusing on them just being friends bare minimum because she wants to help Mikan work through her issues? Perfect.

I don’t have a lot else to say? It’s super good! And as sad as I am that this fic has gone without update, I’m glad it exists in the first place! I’m not sure why this story never got further updates after Chapter 10, but it seems like the author is still around, so I can only hope they’re doing well!~ Thankyou for the gift of some very nice Junkan! And thanks for accidentally inspiring me to repeatedly portray Junko as a total dweeb when she sees the pretty nurse.

As always, Reblogs, Comments, and Little Notes in the Tags are appreciated!~ They always make my day!~

I said I’d talk about another instance of me drawing Mikan with pink eyes instead of purple. It was for a commission!

A Good friend of mine, Pit, paid for some Christmas Art of some of his favorite characters, including Mikan! The arts interesting for a few reasons, the obvious one is that she has pink iris’ instead of Purple, for reasons I don’t really remember? It might have been a specific request from Pit. 

What I find more interesting is that this was before I had properly begun the 100 Days of Junkan. Meaning I only had 3 very old pictures of Mikan as experience. And being real, I like this art, it’s got sentimental value. You can really tell this was the first time in a long time that I had drawn Mikan. My Junkan obsession was coming back hard at this point but I hadn’t acted upon it at all, for fear reasons. So it’s very funny to grab this and then put it next to like, the way I’ve drawn Mikan in my Christmas Eve comic for example. What obsessing over a ship to an unnatural degree for a year straight does to a girl, i swear alkfjcjaslkfsdjkl.

[schlattsdoll]

Melting over your blog……….why do I feel like schlatt would be such a good listener. Like you would come home from working fuming about your colleague and you would rant. He would just be like “she did that??” “That bitch” and like agreeing with everything you’d say about the colleague. - 🍒

thank you 🍒🩷 nd i had a rough day at work so i’m absolutely using this to vent also doing ldr! schlatt

omg talking shit w schlatt would be so fun, he’s actually very into hearing everything you have to say to him

he’d be the type of guy to have your work schedule on his calendar so he knows when you’re home nd when to call you <3

always asks you when you get home and get settled how your day was at work. you were so mad today that you almost missed your nightly facetime call. “damn doll. what happened today that’s got you so upset?”

and you sit there and ramble and vent about how your coworker quit mid shift, leaving for her break and never coming back, making you have to do double the amount of work. you also now had no one to cover your shifts for the week you planned to fly down to austin to see him secretly

“not ashley! i thought you liked her. damn, what a bitch! ‘m sorry princess.” he starts as you change into one of his crewnecks he sent you and snuggling the large rammie plushie. you didn’t question why he was in a car driving, knowing he liked going on late night drives. “yeah, shit sucked. but enough ‘bout my day. where you heading big guy?”

a chuckle escaped his lips, “about that. i might have something to cheer you up.”

“johnathan schlatt i swear to god if you whip out your cock i’m hanging up.”

“no!” he said, getting out of the vehicle and grabbing something from the backseat he added. “come outside.”

you raced down your steps and over to your front door where you saw, standing outside, your boyfriend holding a basket of goodies for you. “heya doll. surprised?” you almost tackled him in a hug, needing nothing more than to be in his arms after a long day. “missed you little bug.”

[lokisbiiiitch1993]

Request from my Sister lol

Irgendwas mit kiss under a Mistletoe wäre cool...Maybe ihr seid nur Freunde... Und ihr steht wo und Loki puts a Mistletoe there with Magic....

Maybe something with kiss under a Mistletoe would be cool...maybe they are just friends and they stand somewhere and Loki then puts a Mistletoe there with magic...

Mistletoe Magic - Loki x Reader Fluff

Today is already the twenty- second Day of December , two Days till Christmas and. you still have no Presents.

The two Main Reasons are because you were sick the past two weeks and because you love doing everything last minute.

You are already stressed from the thought of leaving your Apartment, driving to the Shopping Center, running from one shop to the other , buying Stuff you have to wrap later in nice Christmas Paper.

A moment later, the sound of your Phone ringing brought you back to the Present and snapped you out of your thoughts, seeing the Message is from Loki made you smile

"Good Morning Darling 😉, what are your Plans for today?"

"Hey Mischief,I have to go shopping,buy Presents and probably fight for hours with the Wrapping Paper 🥲"you answered

"Sounds interesting,I will pick you up " Loki texted back

An hour later you both arrived at the Shopping Center, oh my Goodness there are so many People -worse than you thought .

Taking your Hand , holding it gently -Loki glanced at you - "are you afraid that you lose me in the Crowd and have to search for me? "you teased with reddened cheeks , caressing the back of his Hand with your thumb

Smirking at you, he asked where do you want to go first

Three exhausting hours of shopping later , you and Loki are finally back at your Place, eating the takeout Pizza you bought earlier.

"It's probably not the best Food for a Prince or should I say God " you teased

"but I hope you still like it " you added with a soft smile

"It's good,I like it "

"Now let me help you wrap your Presents " Loki said

After wrapping the first two , you started to ramble "I miss the Christmas Magic,as I was a kid i always looked forward to it but now it feels like it's the most stressful time of the year.....

and in the Movies it looks so romantic,it's always snowing and the Couple kisses under the Mistletoe ....

I .. never...got kissed under a Mistletoe...I haven't even seen one this Year .... "

As you noticed Loki staring, you sighed "I am sorry... I sound so silly"

"Darling , don't look so down , you should better look up"he stated with a Smirk

"A Mistletoe"you stuttered surprised

"Love, do you want Me to be your first under the Mistletoe kiss?" Loki asked hoping he read the Signs right and you also want to be more than just Friends

"Yes "

"Yes , please" you answered

"Loki ,kiss me , don't make me beg"

Moving closer and closer, Lips almost touching,his Arms around you,your Hands went to his Hair ,parted Lips ,Loki's tongue slips inside your Mouth, gently and demanding , enjoying the Moment he closed his Eyes ,it made you think if he also feels a tingle - butterflies in the Stomach.

The kiss stopped and you both looked at each other before kissing again and again.

My Masterlist

[psilliguykai]

give me the under my skin hms ramble i think about that song and hms every time i listen to it (song)

Aurghhhhefiwodslnk sorry for the late response but tysm for asking !!! Seriously this made my day - I’m so happy to hear other people agree and are interested in hearing me ramble :D

This got wayyy too long so a bit more context + actual ramble under the cut!

Sorry in advance, I’ve historically been more of an animator/visualizor than a text analyzer so this might seem more like. poorly written notes for a music video rather than a proper assessment lol. 

Also a couple notes:

1: None of this is meant to be “objectively correct” - this is all just how I personally envision the song, but you’re welcome to disagree! Think of this more as “Here’s what it looks like in my brain and if you agree, cool!” rather than “this is what YOU need to think” :]

2: In my futile attempt to keep this a reasonable length, I’ll only be including lyrics I actually have a solid vision for.

3: Under My Skin Heart and Mind art piece which sparked this, for those who don’t have context ^^

Alright let’s get on with it :p

The first section is Soul singing to and/or about Heart and Mind. 

“I can fit two people under my skin”

This is him feeling irritated and fed up with H&M. He’s stuck with these two other people (rather than in the original where one of the two said people is actually the singer, iirc) and their constant bickering. Them and their incessant fighting are getting under his skin. 

“You crawl up in there and join me within” could be daring the audience/new challenges to come and add to his already existing problems perhaps ??

“I can feel your heart beating under my skin

And the beating of your heart is making me bleed from within

And if we cut open your heart, pour it in a cup”

I this is Mind talking to Soul about Heart [getting "under his skin"]. Rather than “cut open your heart” meaning to pour out your emotions, in this case Mind is possibly suggesting violence against Heart. 

“Do you think it'd be enough, do you think it'd be enough

To fill... my heart with music?

Oh no, not a chance in hell

Yeah I've heard you sing but it ain't too well

Heart melts, yeah you meant so well

But your song's no good round here”

Soul gets irritated and interrupts Mind’s suggestions of violence and adding to the conflict. I read this in the tone of like . “Do you really think I’m that gullible? That you could just convince me to hurt him like that? That it’ll help the situation? I’ve heard both your ‘songs’ [as a metaphor for sob stories and lies in teh attempt to sway him] too many times already. Fuck no, and fuck off.”

“I can feel you breathing under my skin

I can feel you breathing under my skin

And each breath you take is a brand new begin

Each breath you take, brand new begin..ing”

Soul is talking about Heart and Mind again, “each breath” being each quarrel and fight and violent action ending up in a reset of the time loop [“brand new beginning”].

“England has a way of getting under my skin

And my family has a way of getting under my skin

And my family had a castle way back when”

Australian erasure; they’re English now [/j!!]

Nah fr though. This is Soul talking, first about the general stressful surroundings/environment which led Whole to split ["England"], then about Heart and Mind, them being his “family” [which isn’t necessarily literal - I feel this can apply regardless of how you see HMS’s relationship] and the “castle” being whole. 

“I don't think there is anyone under your skin

Like a Cheshire cat I think that you are just a grin

And I can feel you laughing, under my skin

And the happy palpitations are making me... grin.”

The Part!! It’s The Part!!! As depicted in the art piece, I see this as Heart singing to Mind and Waugh does it fit so well (in my opinion anyways :3). Heart is telling Mind how he feels despite everything he (Heart) and possibly Soul as well go through, plus everything Heart tries to do to him, Mind remains unfazed. Grinning. Think “but every time I’ve hurt you, or at least tried to, you’ve laughed and smiled instead” from Light. 

A more personal note outside of analyzing the song: I don’t think Mind is truly unfazed. I think either he’s physically unable to stop smiling, he simply grins and laughs through suffering as a natural response, and/or he puts on a facade in an attempt to make himself seem stronger and more mature than heart. Perhaps a somewhat trite and overstated belief in the fandom, but I find it pretty accurate, intriguing, and important :]

Anyways, Mind analysis aside- I see the “happy palpitations” as sarcastic, and referring to the stress and suffering Mind’s presence and the fighting with him puts him through. It causes his (Heart’s) own uh. Heart. To palpitate. I believe “happy” and “grin” are in a bitter sense - he’s so stressed and breaking down to the point where all he can do is grin. It could also be in a completely sarcastic sense, somewhat mocking Mind. Final alternative option is that during the pause before grin, Heart comes to a realization/conclusion and decides to go more strongly against Mind. he decides that rather than fall victim to Mind’s attacks and fighting and mocking, he’ll “transmute the pain to kinetic energy” so to speak (the kinetic energy being stronger defense/attacks against Mind).

“You know it fills my heart with music...

Oh no, not a chance in hell

Yeah I've heard you sing but it ain't too well

Heart melts, yeah you meant so well

But your song's no good round here

Oh no, not a chance in hell

Yeah I've heard you sing but it ain't too well

Heart melts, yeah you meant so well

But your song's no good round heeere no no no no!”

I think this Whole [haha] last section would be cool with all of HMS singing at once. They’re all getting under each other’s skin. They’re each done with and can see right through the others' “songs” [pleas and attempts at cutting down or manipulating one another for control]. None of it's any “good round here” anymore - they’ve each heard it all before and it’s turning them exhausted, irritated, and bitter towards each other.

Thank you again sploon-fic-fan for the ask, this was so much fun :DDD and uh thank you if you read this far!! Sorry it got so long, I get really passionate about animatic-vision-type things and this has been bouncing around in my brain for a while now ^^ if you haven't already, go check out the song Under My Skin by Jukebox the Ghost it's super duper cool and very HMS-coded [see essay above lol] :3

[xiao-come-home]

hiiii!!!! if you’re comfortable with it, do you think you could do sum hurt/comfort hcs about getting into an argument with itto, and the aftermath? maybe he says something he doesn’t really mean and feels awful about it or something? my brains just been buzzing w this scenario and so i’m curious on what you think :)) thank you so much, i love your work btw :)

hurt/comfort meaning my worst fear but i tried my best pensive emoji :(

Arataki Itto:

it's quite unusual for itto to feel genuine anger or even worse, say things in the heat of the moment because of it - things that he's had in the back of his mind, that were never supposed to be said out loud.

it truly has to be a day, when everything goes wrong - whether it's actual trouble or a fight with his gang members - itto would never lash out purposely or take his anger out on you, but when you scolded him for his childishness that day, it broke camels back.

itto stopped as soon as he saw you tear up and wipe your eyes; his breath hitched in his throat, the look of regret on his face took over and suddenly - no words could go past his lips, despite his mind spinning and trying so desperately to find something.

for the next few days, itto is nowhere to be seen - neither alone, or with his gang - he's actually silently processing past events at grandma oni's home. the scarlet eyes stare at the floor helplessly, switching between determination, wanting to do something to make it up to you, and sorrow - the thoughts whispering that you won't forgive him anymore; the guilt of bringing up your worst insecurity weighed on his shoulders more day by day, forcing his eyes to tear for hours - only to harshly scold himself and thinking how undeserving he is for crying, when it was you who truly got hurt.

the moment Grandma Oni asked itto what happened - itto told her everything, but declined her help; it was his responsibility to fix this, and finally, finally - he felt the strength to do it. the same day, Arataki Itto ran past the city to complete the first mission of his "Please, I'm begging you to forgive me sugarplum" plan.

He spent an entire day making the most beautiful bouquet of flowers that he laid his eyes on - dendrobium, sea ganoderma, fluorescent flowers he found on the way, hell, on his way back he probably got scammed by a fontainian merchant for rainbow roses with his few mora left. also, probably got slightly hurt by specters while collecting sango pearls to use it as finishing looks for some flowers.

what's next? a letter! except it's a letter from itto, and wording what he truly feels is worse than getting beaten up by kairagi. it's actually worse than climbing up inazuman hills and fighting whoever "wanted to take his flowers because he was first." either way, after spending hours, itto wrapped the letter in an envelope, careful not to tear the paper with his long nails.

since he had the spare key, he decided to bake you a cake at your place while you're at work. you can probably guess, we're about to witness a disaster.

is itto good at cooking? mm, yes, but baking... is a different story. let's say, at least you're impressed at how much you can mess up a cake, after seeing a green blob on a baking tray and depressed itto crying into your wooden table.

"m' sorry sunshine, i tried, i really really tried, but the greatest arataki itto has been defeated by a cake. A CAKE!" itto sobbed, "after all my hard work! listen, maybe i added too much flour and i almost grilled the onikabuto i caught for you, and the cinnamon that spilled in the bowl was a liiiiitle bit too much, but-"

before he could continue, you made a decision to cut his rambling short with a kiss.

after you pulled away, he cupped your cheeks and nuzzled his forehead into yours; "im sorry sugar. i really am, i-" itto let out a sigh, "i shouldn't have said that. i don't mean it. i didn't mean it. i was frustrated, but it was wrong of me to take it out on you."

the oni was prepared to hear rejection, but feeling you embrace him, he hugged the life out of you back, placing small kisses on your shoulder and twirling you in the air, before yelping and falling on the floor from his injuries.

well, at least you liked the flowers.

please treat his injuries with cute bandaids.

[gigglesandfreckles-hp]

I'm afraid everytime I send you an ask i think you will look at it and think "Not her again" but I think that's unreasonable so I'm sending this ask!!! If you do think that way, please ignore it and I'll just sink into my couch and never rise but uhm I sent this to inquire about if you have all the chapters for omtnwf written out already? And also, have you ever suffered from writers burnout?

-JP

it is unreasonable because i love every single iota of thoughts, unhinged as they occasionally are (😉) that you deign to grace my inbox with!!

i have everything mostly written (except for the last chapter. i haven't touched that one). i have a few more flashbacks to write and some huge gaps in the present to fill in. this fic shape-shifted several times over the course of me plotting it out so there are a few things that need to be shifted to reflect the current version. for example, i decided the day i posted the first chapter, that their first chapter hook-up would result in harry. originally, that wasn't going to happen until months of stir crazy isolation was going to result into an impulsive/drunk hook-up. but i decided i wanted the yo-yo effect of dropping the yo-yo all the way to the floor then pulling it right back all the way up and then slowly dropping it again, instead of having them work through their issues without the stress of harry. i like the added complication/pressure that comes with "oh my god we created life but we can't even hold a conversation" 🤪

that was rambly and not what you asked for ha sorry! but my actual answer is yes and no. some things are more fluid than others! the only way i've stayed consistent about posting twice(ish) a week is because i stayed really ahead of the curve and got most of it written before i started posting :)

and as far as burnout goes—hahahahaahahah YEAH. i only ended up coming back to jily because i got so burnt out writing in my previous fandom (if you're a sw mutual who followed me over: hi!! i miss you!!). i think i'm in a better place now though in terms of a healthy approach to writing. i feel less pressure now. i mean...i love all of you! but! if i hit a point of burnout, i would simply take a break and not stress too much about it or feel all that bad. it's life!! and i'm really busy with tiny humans and a career and the stress of existing in 2025!

that being said: i'm also loving what i've been writing lately which helps so much in preventing burnout. it's fun for me to write, even when it's not all that good!!! i sort of love posting one-shots that are mostly unedited and plotless and pointless. it makes me feel so free!! and like my ao3 is an archive of MY own. my bad works, my good works, my idk-what-this-even-is works. if it becomes unfun, i'll stop. but that's not where i'm at right now so you're all stuck with me :-)))))

[kirby-the-gorb]

reply roundup!

had to put these on hold for a while for personal reasons </3 they're likely to still be infrequent, but in honor of kirb2k!

(my notes would only load back to mid september so I missed a couple weeks sorry :c but be warned that this is a long one! it's 3 entire months' worth!)

also, reminder that kirb2k ends tomorrow!!! preorders, commissions, and auctions will all close at noon pst on sunday december 17th! everything is linked in the pinned post or filed under the tag kirb2k!

first is one more birthday kirb from my friend @sleepy-sheep-wizard:

Realized halfway thru that I don’t know what Kirby looks like off the top of my head, so I got funky with it. Happy birthday, thank you for being a good friend

thank you again friend <3 getting funky with it is truly in the spirit of just drawing a little guy for fun, I love his little hat in particular.

on [mirror] @shapeshifterwithafez said: uuuh is Scherben bringen Glück/ Shards bring luck a universal saying? sounfs clinky as a direct translation. anyways in germany we say that shards of stuff you broke brings luck so I hope the luck finds you or smth sorry for rambling ^^

I'd never heard this saying before, but I think it's very sweet! thank you for sharing it with me :)

on [pipefight] @hauntedppgpaints said: goalies with a skate blade and their stick in hand

big hockey vibes for real yeah lol

on [pink] @gaydiation-poisoning said: ...I wanna eat that pink

honestly same, it's sooo pleasing

on [rain] @hive-heart said: Everything alright, daily kirby guy?

not really but sitting by the window in the rain is a good thing lol thanks for asking <3

(also the person who tagged that same post myhouse.wad made me laugh)

on [photo] @ceylonsilvergirl [added] a picture of their cat and said: get adored idiot!! see the hate in her eyes? I’ll make her love me yet!!

me @ my partner's cat

@violet-dragongirl said: oh! I have been meaning to ask! Have you played Kirby and The Forgotten Lands? I assume you did but just wanted to say that I did about a week ago and I loved it and thought of your art! ^.^ And if you haven't, yes, Carby is super adorable and amazing :3

I have! I got it very shortly after it came out, I had a really good time with it. I've been slowly replaying it recently with my partner, they were kind of fond of kirby just by proxy but since we started playing they adore bandee now and say he never gets enough screen time XD I'm glad you also had fun!

on [mice] @ceylonsilvergirl said: girls like swarms of things, right?

idk bro my wife wasn't so big on it when I got a gig housing 30 mice, but maybe she's weird. I liked them. (sadly one of the best paying jobs I've ever had up until the owner lost it and abandoned them with me, yes I still took care of them for the rest of their little lives) (and yes I also got my wife's okay before I took them on in the first place)

on [covid] @mordantivore said: reading posts from when the era of covid safety was declared anathema and ended is haunting. we were so desperate to find ppl willing to help us stay alive. there are fewer of us now bc “allies” are worthless & more of us have died

yeah. fuck. I'm lucky that the people in closest proximity to me are at least moderately careful, but me and my wife and partner are usually the only ones wearing masks anywhere we go except sometimes the employees and I know they don't always wear them when they're out without me.

on [swim] @northeasternwind said: Jdjdjfkg imagining Kirby being way more bouyant than your average human so them gotta exhale REAL HARD or attach nega-floaties (sinkies?) like weights to dive

lol yeah they probably gotta try So Hard to actually get under the water. (I think diving weights/ballast is a thing that humans use too? I've never gone diving, having my face underwater stresses me out -n- )

on [float] @nickiemoot said: he has to go now. his planet needs him. *slide whistle*

I can only hear this as that one similar part from one of the asdfmovies, it delights me

@vampiricarus said: if you see this just know i love your art so much

aww thank you! <3

anonymous said: just wanted to say I love Kirby and I love your art! I’m always excited to see it on my dash. thank you for bringing a little joy to my life :) I need it once in a while like I’m sure a lot of others do too! Keep up the good work :))

thank you! drawing a little guy brings me a little joy too, I'm glad it can do the same for others <3

on [drain] @ceylonsilvergirl said: I’m sorry you’re having a rough time. Existing is hard work sometimes. A lot of the time

fuck dude it sure is <3 especially when my body keeps trying to shut down lol

on [mud] @why-are-all-the-fun-urls-taken said: Hey man are u doing ok

I am not, thanks for asking <3

on [tummyache] @hobgirl said: :o kirby the gorb why would you do that!!!!! why!!!!!

I didn't want it to go to waste!!! everyone is dumb sometimes!!!

on [wizard] @eau-the-agony said: not enough appreciation in the wizarding world for garlic salt spell. its all kung pow penis tgis and ketamine ape that. not enough of the small joys which carry us through the horrors like a dinky garbage raft

you are so right. the small joys are the most powerful of all.

on [wizard] @beepbeepdespair said: somehow didnt know garlic salt was a thing until this moment. now i really want some. i think i just found a kg of it online for 12 quid??

I am so pleased that you now have the knowledge of Garlic Salt Spell, I hope you got to try it out for yourself :D

on [zelda] @chaos-squared said: Good job!! I’ve had it for longer yet still haven’t completed it ;w;

nothing wrong with that! I only finished it as quickly and thoroughly as I did because I was basically bedridden for all of october, as long as you enjoy the time you do spend with a game it doesn't really matter how much time you spend or how far you get.

on [brave] @gudetamalover said: me tomorrow afternoon when I get all four wisdom teeth out

I'd already had several other oral surgeries on account of Weird Teeth before I got my wisdom teeth out but it still knocked me on my ass for a couple days, I hope your recovery went as smooth as possible! (altho that was also like. 15 years ago. and general anesthesia has gotten a lot better since then.)

on [shiny] @angst-and-fajitas said: Like to slap his bald head reblog to slap his bald head

bald! bald! bald! bald!

on [powerwash] @chronicdilf said: decemberb 16 im goign to walk across the damn stage get my damn diploma folder im going to go home and POWERWASHER SIMULATOR JUST LIKE KIRBY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

yeah!!! you're gonna do it!!! you might be doing it right now even!!!

on [cooked] @hobgirl said: oh mood kirby..... struggling with the very last paper i need to write before i can graduate and its got me feeling this way fr

ough, I hope you made it through your paper! lots of people graduating tho that's so cool, congrats to both of you!

on [bears] @jupiterlandings said: I get so happy every time I see Cake and the name Cake being tagged :)

it's such a good name for a bear, I'm grateful you thought of it!! especially given the best I could do for the other one was "kirbear" lol

@violet-dragongirl said: omg seeing that Fav Grobs Post you recently put up makes me so happy! over a thousand (and then some!) GORBS?! :D I'm not only impressed but so proud ya made it this far and I'm so glad you got possibly more to go of Kirby!! :D!! Really great job 🥰🥰

thank you! I'm gonna hit 2000 days of drawing kirby tomorrow, that's so wild!

on [popular] @timeturner-jay said: Op your Kirby art brings so much utter joy you have no idea <3

yay I'm glad <3 I love to draw a little guy, it's good I'm not the only one having fun lol

I got a lot of "good blaze op" on the [macarena], and you're all correct, thank you for recognizing my great decision making B) (I'd been meaning to add the music and blaze it from basically the moment I drew it, I've just been really sick so it took a while.)

(also even if I don't always gather them in the roundup there are names I recognize showing up repeatedly in the tags, some of whom have been here for years, and I'm always glad to see you're still around!)

[baileypie-writes]

I got a little request for Erika from Heartcatch Pretty Cure?

Where she comfort the reader after they got there Heart Flowers stolen by Kumojaki after something hade happened?

A/N ~ Sure! Hope you enjoy!

~Tell Me!~

Erika Kurumi/Cure Marine + GN!Reader

Fandom: Heartcatch Pretty Cure!

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Reader: Gender neutral

Relationship: Platonic

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 570

Synopsis: After a rough, and rather strange day, your friend, Erika made you tell her your troubles.

Warnings: Reader going through unexplained troubles, pretty short

~Masterlists~

~Heartcatch Pretty Cure! Masterlist~

The memory of whatever happened to you had long since gone. The only thing your mind guaranteed to be true is that something happened at all. And that’s only due to the fact that you had suddenly woken up, all while having no recollection of falling asleep.

That was just another scoop of inconvenience added to the sundae of gloom that represented your entire day so far. If you weren’t as exhausted as you were, you’d probably lash out from how done you were. But for some unexplainable reason, your body felt weighed down. Your heart specifically, as if it had been through something.

Sitting on the grass where you woke up, not having the strength or motivation to get up, you scanned the area around you. You looked for anything that could give a clue as to what happened.

In the distance, though only for a moment, you spotted a suspicious looking man. He was overall unusual, but his most striking feature was his long, red hair. He examined you in a way you couldn’t interpret, before vanishing out of view, almost as if he disappeared out of thin air.

You would’ve followed his trail, but you were too tired. Additionally, you heard a familiar voice calling your name.

“(name)!” With great haste, your friend, Erika, made her way over to you. Her school bag swung wildly from its place over her shoulder as she sprinted.

She stopped a few feet in front of you, and knelt down. “What’re you sitting in the grass for?” She asked, placing her hands on her knees. Though unbeknownst to you, she knew exactly why.

“Dunno. I can’t remember. Maybe I passed out? I’m really weirded out right now. And tired.” You said, slouching more and more with every word. Eventually, you just flopped onto your back, limbs spread out like a starfish.

Erika laughed, before throwing her bag down, and lying right next to you in the same position.

The grass was warm from the sun shining down on it. It was soft too, not causing any itching. You both felt you could lay there forever.

“Anything else bothering you?” She asked, staring up at the sky.

“Why do you ask?” You replied, eyes closed.

Erika thought for a moment. She knew what was wrong with you. She just fought a whole battle with a Desertarian made from your heart flower. All the while, it spat your own negative thoughts. But of course, she couldn’t let you know that. So she had to pretend to be clueless.

“I dunno. You just seem upset.” She fibbed.

You just hummed, not giving an actual response.

That didn’t satisfy her. “Hey!” She turned her body to face you. When she saw your closed eyes, she began poking your cheek. “C’mon! Tell me!”

“Hey! Stop it!” You whined, trying to swat her hand away.

But Erika proved determined, as she began using both her pointer fingers. “Not until you tell me!”

“Okay, okay! Fine!”

~~~~

It surprised you at how much better you felt after venting to Erika. She’s a good listener. She listened to you vent about everything that troubled you. She never interrupted, only giving an occasional, short response. It was so comfortable, something you didn’t expect.

The sun was setting now, making you realize how long you’ve been rambling. The once blue sky was now orange and red, causing you to feel even more tired than before.

“Sorry for talking your ear off.” You said with a big sigh.

“Nah. I got what I asked for, didn’t I?” She smiled at you. “Anyways…” She suddenly lunged at you, wrapping both arms around you in a tight hug.

“Uh…” Was the only thing you could muster from her unexpected action.

“It’ll be okay, (name)! I know it’ll get better! And if it doesn’t, you still have me! I’m always here for you. You know that, right?” While overly enthusiastic, her words were still comforting. And her hug never loosened as she spoke.

You chuckled a bit, before hugging her back. “Yeah. Thanks, Erika.”

After releasing you, she sprung to her feel. She picked up her school bag from the ground, and hung it over her arm, before stretching out her other one to you. “I’ll walk you home. Just in case you ‘pass out’ again.”

You rolled your eyes, before taking her hand. With tired, shaky knees, you stood up, thanks to her help. “Okay then.”

~~~~

During the walk home, you relished in the feeling of a light chest. You didn’t realize just how heavy it was until Erika made you spill what troubled you, taking the weight away.

Erika was feeling immense relief herself. She now knew her friend was doing okay, and that you could rely on her when you weren’t. She now had the confidence that your heart flower would stay happy and healthy.

Dividers by @strangergraphics

~~baileypie-writes

[cod-thoughts]

Ghost for the character ask !! (or Alejandro if Ghost was asked already 👉​👈​)

waaaa thank you for the ask omg (i say scared you're in my inbox /lh)

Neither has been asked yet so ill do both i guess lol (this got very long so im adding a read more, i ramble when im bored whoops)

favourite thing about them

ooo this is hard actually but i think the way ghost just is exactly who he is. As traumatised and as gruff as that man is he just kind of does what he wants for himself. The mask, the gloves, the behaviour, its all just for him. no one else benefit and idk i think theres something to be said about that.

least favourite thing about them

hmmm i dont know. This is more of a fandom nitpick than about ghost but a lot of people i think picture him with a certain body and my gym rat ass self is just there like??? theres no shot he has abs hello?? (is this a personal bias? maybe but shhh) I also do wish we got more of his backstory in the reboots or really any backstory at all.

favourite line

OOO this is hard, part of me wants to pick a dad joke but the first one that came to mind is when Soap is introducing them to ale and rudy and Ghost just goes. "Tha'll do." dont know why. but it is pfft.

brOTP

everyone. Ghost is actually just friendly but standoffish to me. I think he'd make friends easy once they get over the fact that its him. Yes he's a loner but that doesnt mean he's lonely.

OTP

this is so hard oooof. GhostPrice is just so incredible i love their dynamic so much but also Ghoap although the most obvious one is kind of hard to deny hmmm. I will say tho NikPriceGhost is an OT3 ive been toying around with and lets just say i LOVE the potential there. (not so secretly think Ghost is a poly king and is actually able to navigate it well)

nOTP

Ghost with any woman im sorry that is a gay man (to me at least)

random headcanon

He has a really really big sweet tooth that he doesnt tell anyone about. (been thinking about this for ghostprice week hehehe)

unpopular opinion

hmmm i guess i said a few while answering the others lmao

song i associate with them

cirice - ghost. Not because the band name but the lyrics are just so ghost. And freak on a leash - korn for the same reasons OH and undertow - tool

favorite picture of them

i just love his eyes holy shit, brown eyes ghost > blue eyed ghost

favourite thing about them

hes just so loyal. Something about that unwavering loyalty is so cool to see even when he's wrong about something he's just loyal to a fault. good or bad its an interesting thing

least favourite thing about them

i cant think of anything, we dont get to see enough of him for me to think of something

favourite line

and who the fuck do you think you are, cabrón. My men are inside!

brOTP

him and ghost. i think they understand each other in a way thats unexpected but welcomed by both.

OTP

alerudy, like come on. To me not only are they together, i think they're each others first everything kind of relationship, theyve been together longer than theyve been without the other, i think thats the only reason for how they act like the other being there is a given without it being implied to be romantic and instead a deep friendship.

nOTP

him and valeria. i get it as exes or smth but i just dont see it in their interactions sorry 0_0

random headcanon

I think he's secretly a musician or a music nerd. Any kind of music at all, he'll try to learn any instrument he can get his hands on and its not uncommon for him to be singing in his office as he does paperwork.

unpopular opinion

i dont think i have any?

song i associate with them

this is actually really hard so im gonna pick artists as vibes or like his favourites: Haken, karnivool, queens of the stone age, the gulls and the marías for when he wants smth soft (i also think him and rudy dance to ale singing something from any of these artists)

favourite picture of them

widows peak my beloved