#I hope it's not ooc for ivan

[starzfield]

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance. for haru... maybe they're actually performing or just practising oR MAYBE THIS IS ENTIRELY CASUAL....... WHO KNOWS!!

It wasn't that Haru weren't dedicated to their idol's work. They were.

But there was only so much of serious work they could handle before their inside free spirit would feel like in a too tight cage, and want to explode like a firework.

Usually, it was just their local team and Hans, so Haru could manage to fit in some mayhem to have fun and relax. But here, a lot of other people were involved, and the idol didn't want to cause them real troubles. So the kitsune tried to behave - but at every break, their attitude was less volatile and more moody, in a visible way. And their real nature was making the feeling nearly physically present to whoever was close enough.

They were currently kind of brooding in a corner, no one daring to approach them - some confused as to why the at first joyful idol looked about to bite an approaching hand.

Which was why Haru were entirely threw off balance from surprise when someone pulled them on their feet - to dance. The surprise got only bigger when the kitsune recognized Ivan as the 'culprit'. They really didn't expect the quite serious - at least, he had looked as such to Haru until now - man to pull this kind of thing.

And it wasn't even their current practice, just dancing for fun. Despite themselves, Haru felt his annoyance and bitterness vanish, too engrossed in the dancing they quickly joined. Maybe Ivan was only doing this for the sake of work, but the fun was here and it was all the shorter idol cared about.

It barely took a handful of minutes for Haru to be back to their usual self - a fact Ivan may regret not even so long after, when his 'coworker' decided it was perfectly fine to jump on his back, somehow. They even had to climb on some big speaker to do so, with how smaller Haru was.

[eliestaru]

even though i think at first it would probably be awkward i like to associate till with cooking in the rebel au like he wouldn't necessarily be a very good cook but I think it might reassure him in some way to have the comfort of finally having real food especially prepared by himself from time to time. Because I like to imagine that when he was at Urak… he didn't eat much (probably malnutrition) He was fed in a necessary manner but if he was not obedient he was punished. Either less food or deprived of it. I think he must have had some food that was drugged too- Anyway, there was always this little anxiety of "am I going to eat well tonight?" Now that he's at the base, I think that deep down, he would like to find his place and make himself useful. Healthily. This is where I guess at some point someone suggested cooking and Till just didn't react until he heard it was "an art form" and it caught his attention like "?????? art huh. easy." (it kind of brought out his competitive side I guess lmao??) and since then he tries to cook from time to time. By extension he helps a little with the gardening to pick some products that want to produce smh (ah and then there are things where he is really ignorant and so he learns on the job)

so yes. Sometimes Till takes care of the cooking. Sometimes he helps cook for all the rebels alongside the more experienced ones, and more often he just cooks for himself.

Of course he would be more than happy to share with Mizi (if he can get close to her pfffft) and Ivan…..

[ivanis-alive]

Ivan!!! what are you gonna be for Halloween

Hmm.. I don't know- probably a vampire? That'd suit me pretty well, I think.

[archivedsorrow]

// love that the 5 ppl who i've convinced to watch alnst, all came back to me after finishing with the concluding thoughts of "fuck that blonde ass twink"

[altarfates]

i had to add that song to my pinned bc its my favourite alien stage song tbh and i listened to it on repeat for an hour while at the gym lmao.

[boisterousfifty]

Thoughts that bring me joy: Ivan trying to beat the shit out of Alfred for the sheer fact that the ONE colony that America bought from Russia was left completely neglected for 92 years.

[atsuberry]

🍰 ˚₊‧꒰ა my faves as your roommate ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

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fc: atsushi nakajima, akutagawa ryuunosuke, louisa may alcott, HP lovecraft, ivan goncharov, sigma, fyodor dostoevsky

cw: college au, ooc charas, pure fluff, g/n reader, reader is lowk awkward, mentions of overdose

a/n: wow.. first post (GEULPP) I'm nervous, I hope you guys enjoy this though!! <33

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♯ 🍓┆Atsushi Nakajima .ᐟ

The sweetest roommate EVER.

You have a buttload of assignments? He'll help you! You made a mess? He'll clean it for you! You're sick? He'll take care of you.

He's genuinely so nice it makes you tear up a bit..

Always trying to find a way to find a conversation with you, oh you like working out? That's crazy because he suddenly has a membership card a few days later!.. you like anime? His favorite is the same as yours!

Shares the most concerning stories about his past and brushes it off as nothing..

And then you just stare at him dumbfounded.

Gifts you stuff as his apologies! Mostly stationery stuff, or stuff that you like.

♯ 🍮┆Akutagawa Ryūnosuke .ᐟ

Never interacts with you.

Never.

Only talks to you when he needs something

That doesn't go the same for you though, you lost your keys? That's on you.

He's a light sleeper, so if you're cramming your studies in the middle of the night making a bunch of unnecessary noise, he's wide awake.

He really needs his sleep.

Only stays on his side of the dorm, if he dropped something that somehow rolled over to your side, he'll ask you to fetch it for him. (Who does he think he is)

If you're a quiet person, he'll probably tolerate you.

♯ 🥨┆Louisa May Alcott .ᐟ

Was scared of the idea of sharing a dorm at first,

Eventually you grew onto her, but it took like A LOT of time

Sometimes, you'd see her pass out on her desk while she's studying

So you cover her up with a blanket..! (this became a frequent thing)

Louisa always notices the blanket as soon as she wakes up and feels sheepish about it,

You assure her it's fine! But you're still concerned about the fact she just LITERALLY passed out.

Sometimes asks for you to leave the dorm whenever she's doing her assignments,

And you're like, huh???..???

You shrug it off anyways.

You invite her whenever you're going out!

♯ 🥧┆H.P Lovecraft .ᐟ

He's literally non-existent

Never talks to you, only talks when you start up a conversation with him first.

He's genuinely terrifying

His side of the dorm is practically empty, he sleeps on one pillow.

He genuinely does not gaf

Whenever you're going out, he'll sometimes sleep on your bed to see if your bed is more comfortable than his.

(it is!)

Overall, he's just there, doesn't really do anything.

♯ 🥞┆Ivan Goncharov .ᐟ

High-key low-key a neat freak

He mentally disturbs you sometimes due to how unpredictable his emotions are, since he's constantly happy all the time.

Usually talks about Dostoevsky to you.

Lets you wrap his head with bandages if he's feeling lazy, but he's like, VERY detailed on how he wants it to be wrapped.

If you're a messy person then he's gonna be a real pain in the ass

If the two of you were to share a bathroom, literally the whole bathroom would be filled with shampoo bottles or whatever thingamajigs he has.

Whenever you're going out, he ALWAYS asks you to run an errand for him.

“while you're on the way, can you buy me..”

You're his errand person.

♯ 🍪┆Sigma .ᐟ

A chill roommate

His hair does concern you.. like, what even is that?? A Christmas tree??..??

It does feel nice to braid it though, the white and purple strands go well with each other when it's tangled up.

Never lets you cook, like no trust at all

Insists that y'all should just get take out instead,

Rude, but oh whatever..

Do you think he's the type of guy to show you funny videos of animals

Idk man...

♯ 🥯┆Fyodor Dostoevsky .ᐟ

His appearance genuinely concerns you,

He definitely has a shrimp posture when he's sitting.

Definitely stays up until 6 in the morning.

Only drinks like coffee for the whole day,

You try to pursue him into eating more, but he declines everytime.

However if he WERE to sleep, he'd definitely talk during his prayer before going to sleep.

(his prayer would be 10 minutes long)

One time, you caught him drinking a pill in the middle of the night thinking he was overdosing,

Turns out he had just forgotten to take his iron supplements.. whoops.

Impossible to sleep around him, his screen is always blaring a bright screen on his computer. (Unless you somehow manage to sleep around that.)

[chadillacboseman]

Hiii :)))

I saw your Makarov posts and I am obsessed with how you write him! I was wondering if I could request a writing? Could you write a oneshot where the reader is completely unaware of just WHO Makarov is and thinks he's a regular guy (established relationship) but she somehow finds out what he does/ has done and he lowkey kinda panics bc how tf did she figured that out??? And is she gonna leave??? But he explains how much he's doing to make sure she never is exposed to his work and he becomes more desperate to make sure she stays? Idk i like him lowkey kinda OOC 😌

If not that's totally ok! Have a good day!!

HELLO GREAT IDEA I LOVE YOU.

ALSO- Jason Isbell has a song called "Live Oak" that I feel fits really well:

There's a man who walks beside me

He is who I used to be

And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me

And I wonder who she's pinin' for

On nights I'm not around

Could it be the man who did the things

I'm living down?

Makarov had worked very hard to keep his "work" away from you. He crafted believable stories, spun from whole cloth, to explain his extended absences and late nights spent away from home. When his men kept an eye on the house, he made them do it in secret, hoping, no- praying that you wouldn't notice the familiar cars that parked on the street every night.

As they say, though, even the best laid plans can go awry.

Makarov's phone rang in the middle of the night, the soft thrum of the vibration just enough to wake him, but not you. He scrambled from the bed, quickly swiping to answer the call while making his way into the hallway.

"What is it?" he asked, sleep still clinging to his voice as he paced in the small space.

An errant creak in the floorboards made him curse in Russian, glancing over his shoulder to make sure it hadn't awoken you.

In the bedroom, you stirred, reaching a hand over to his side of the bed and blinking awake when you found it empty.

"V?" you croaked out into the darkness.

No answer.

You could hear the soft sound of his voice coming from the hallway, words muffled by the distance between you. You rose to your feet quietly, trying to shake the tiredness from your mind.

Makarov had his back to you, his phone pressed against his ear; he was whispering, but you could hear the angry hiss in his voice.

"I told you to tie up the loose ends!" he paused to listen to the man's response and scoffed quietly, "Make sure he's dead before morning, or I'll put a bullet between your eyes myself."

Your heart hammered out an erratic rythm in your chest, so loud that you were sure he could hear it. Had you misheard him?

Makarov ended the call and immediately swiped his thumb across the numbers, dialing a contact you didn't recognize.

"Ivan just called me," he hissed into the phone when the person picked up, "After that stunt at the train station in London-"

His next words were lost to the ringing in your ears.

Train station? Your memory flashes to the news articles, the tv coverage- dozens dead, and hundreds more injured in a blast that NCA and Interpol were still investigating.

Before you could stop it, a small gasp fell from your mouth, impossibly loud in the quiet space. At the sound of it, Makarov's shoulders stiffened, his broad frame becoming rigid in the darkness.

He ended the call abruptly and tried to swallow his heart down out of his throat. His mind was on fire, racing with what to do- what to say-

When he finally turned to face you, his face was pale and his eyes were full of desperation.

The two of you stood in silence, neither willing to break it and confront what had just happened. You'd shared your life with him for the last four years- had laid in bed next to a killer. How many plots had he orchestrated? How many people had died at his behest?

Makarov finally broke the silence with a whisper of your name, "Please- let me explain."

You looked so afraid, wild-eyed like a doe that hears the errant crack of a twig in the forest. His heart was in his stomach now; he felt as if his entire world was about to fall down around him.

Part of you wanted to leave. To pack a bag and find a cheap hotel to put some distance between the two of you. But another part of you, a bigger part, wanted a fucking explanation.

But what could he possibly say?

Makarov closed the distance between the two of you, one of his hands coming up to cup your face. You flinched at the movement, and he felt his heart break.

"I did everything I could to keep you safe," he murmured, his dark eyes never wavering from yours, "I didn't-" he paused for a moment, searching for the words, "I didn't want you to know who I am- what I am."

"You'll never have to find that out. I promise."

"And what are you?" You whispered. You felt as if your life had been upended entirely, pieces of your broken image of him scattered like a shattered piece of china.

"And what if the enemies you've made come for me?" You asked, defiantly, pulling your face from his grip.

A possibility he'd considered thousands of times. That you pulled away from his touch while you asked it pierced his chest like a knife.

How could he begin to explain the details his men kept on the house? The late nights he spent awake when a noise roused him from his sleep, ears strained in the darkness and a grip on his pistol?

"My men watch the house when I'm gone," Makarov searched your face for any sign of relief, "I will always keep you safe, Любимая."

There was so much more he wanted to say-

Don't leave me.

You're the closest thing to normal I have.

I love you.

"No one will ever lay a hand on you," he brought his hand to your face once more and you let him, closing your eyes as his thumb swept across your cheek gently, "Please, give me a chance."

You wondered, now, how many sleepless nights he had spent making sure you were safe. How many times he'd been away, nerves on edge with worry of your safety.

Could you still see him as the same "V"?

"Promise me something?" You stared up into his eyes, sparkling in the dark hallway.

"Anything," he breathed, bringing his face closer to yours, the tip of his nose brushing against yours as he spoke.

"I want things to stay like they were. I don't...I don't want to know about what you do."

You weren't even sure that was possible. But you had to try.

Makarov brought his lips to yours, his stubbled chin grating gently against your skin as he kissed you. For a moment, everything felt right again as he pulled you tight against him, the warmth of his body such a familiar comfort you could almost forget what you'd heard. When he broke the kiss, he was breathing heavily, his eyes flitting to yours once more.

"I promise."

[fyodors-husband]

Hihi! Can you do Ivan x reader nsfw hcs? Tysm! Also I hope your day is going well!

hi anon! Yes I most certainly can! I hope your day is going well too!

I love this little lobotomized mousey so much oh my lord, he deserved so much more screentime and character development I wish he got it 💔

CW: nsfw, slight OOC, slight vouyerisum, choking, rough sex, a variety of kinks, gn reader (No Pronouns except you), discussion of pervious surgeries had, lobotmies, freaky ivan, ivan himself is a ce but we love him, dub-con(?) (He is lobotomized so can't really process the consent part?), slightly toxic relationships, English is not my first language and my knowledge of words related to alot of the kinks I think ivan has are limited 😭, if I need to add any or if I got a word wrong please let me know!

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He's a freak

Many kinks, down to try just about anything aswell

He usually bottoms but if you ask he has no trouble topping

He would be a service top though, he wants to please you more than himself but also himself more than you of that makes sense

Has no problem giving up control and giving you the lead in sex

Especially after his lobotomy, he almost needs to give up control, but there's still parts of him trying to grip onto it at the same time

Will probably cry but if you stop to make sure he's okay he'll yell at you not to do that

You both have a safeword but he never uses it, even when he needs to

If you've been together for a long time you've pretty much learned when it's to much

Very vocal, little squeals and moans when you do it

Especially if you pull his hair, he's very into that but you almost never do because of his stitches and scar tissue, if you ever do your very gentle (even though he tells you to do it hard)

Wouldnt mind being smacked around in bed, especially if hes helping you deal with a stressful day

He dosent mind being used at all, he's happy that he can help you

His favorite position is doggy style, that way if he asks, you'll pull his hair or smack his ass

He good with other postiitions too though, I feel like he'd never say but he loves the ones where he's facing you, like missionary and mating press and things like thoose

Just because he finds you so gorgeous and wants to be able to see you

Also because you can choke him and kiss him that way

of he wants something he'll take it, he's very stubborn when he wants to be

That being said if he realizes your stressed outside of work or even in the office, he'll offer to help you

Itll start off innocent but soon he'll most likely be in between your legs

"What do you mean not here? I'll make it fast jist relax, your so stressed"

Hell do that in your work, (especially if you have a private office), probably in the street (alleyways)

If he's desperate enough he'll even "forget" to close the curtains so that everyone can see how much you love him!

likes to be overpowered alot, keep your clothes on while he has none? He's drooling

He always asks you to finish on him or in him (of you can), he finds it as like a mark

Speaking of that, he loves hickeys and bites you give him, if they fade to fast he'll be really upset and make you make more

In the term of after care, he almost insists on doing it all, but you manage to make him lay down

Hell INSIST he dosent need it and that he's fine, but if you do end up doing it his brain wont process correctly

Its been so long since someone has taken care of him, he'll almost cry if your gentle

His mind dosent really work, he'll probably get a headache as his mind races to think about another time when someone took care of him, but, the lobotomy just messes him up.

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Thank you so much for reading I really hope you enjoyed, likes a reblogs help alot if you'd be so kind <3

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

Shopping trip (What is cosplay?)

Self-Aware! Nikolai Gogol x GN! Reader x Self-Aware! Doppo Kunikida

Description: Set after BSD gang got into your world.

Your new friends/roommates love exploring your world. You keep them company. One day, you and Kunikida decide to go to the mall. Gogol wants to accompany you two. The problem is... He doesn't want to disguise himself. He wants to go in his normal attire.

...

Maybe, everything will be alright, right?

Fluff (for the most part). Everyone thinks that Gogol is a cosplayer. He is ready to throw hands. But he is holding for your sake. People can't mind their own business, they have to discuss, how terrible anime fans are. Karen. Kunikida, as a former teacher, has something to say about looking after the kids.

Prequel to Surprise

Warning: OOC. Rude people. Annoying people. Karen. Rowdy unsupervised kids. One person try to touch Gogol's thighs. But not on your watch. Unintentional lockdown joke. English is my second language.

BSD cast love exploring your world. They love going for a walks. They love visiting cafés. They love going to the festivals. They love to be in places, where they can see other people.

You understand, why they doing it. If one day you woke up and find out, that streets are empty, and then lived in this environment for a few month (even, if you life with few other people), when streets became bisy again, you also would spend all your free time outside. With other people.

You accompany your new friends as much as you can. So many new good memories.

The mall became one of the most visited places. All this shops, cafés, people... For BSD cast, this place seems perfect.

Each time you and someone from BSD cast visit the mall, it became an interesting experience.

You visit the mall not only to have fun, but also to buy necessary things.

Today was 'necessary shopping trip day'.

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Doppo was sitting on the sofa and rechecking the shopping list for a third time. He wanted to make sure, that everything is going to be according to plan. You lazily stretched out and sit near Doppo.

"Hey, Kunikida," greeted you. Man smiles at you and nodded.

"Good morning, [Y/N], Hope, you are ready. We will go to the mall in thirty minutes. The shopping list is complete and has been re-checked a few times."

You hum, showing, that you have heard him. You take a quick glance at the list.

"I see, Thank you, K..." You saw Kunikida's expression. He was waiting for something. You take a breath and spoke again. "Thank you, Doppo"

It was a little bit hard, calling BSD gang by their first names. It feels strange, to call Dazai 'Osamu', Goncharov 'Ivan', Poe 'Edgar' and so on. But, cast want you to call them by their first names. Slowly but surely you were getting used to it.

Doppo nodded, he seems pleased.

"Don't mention it. Be ready in half an hour. We three are going to..."

"Wait!" Interrupted you. "Three? Who is going with us?"

Kunikida's gaze became irritated.

"Nikolai Gogol."

Kolya, of course. He was one of the weirdest of your friends.

And by weird, you mean, your friendship with him start weird.

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It's been a week, since BSD gang got into your world. That day all of you held the meeting. You wanted to discuss, what they are going to do now, when they got into your world.

Meeting was normal, for the most part. But, Gogol decided to start talking about his freedom and that he will do anything to reach it.

"What I mean, Little Bird, if I want to break the law, I will break the law," Gogol leaned towards you. He looked smug. Like he was challenging you to say something.

You didn't look amused. You noticed Fyodor's expression during Gogol's speech. Dostoevsky looked annoyed by Gogol... Actually, everyone looked annoyed at Gogol. Well, you won't let him win.

Your idea was... weird. But, to be fair, the whole situation with characters from your favorite anime/manga been self-aware and in your home already was bizarre.

"So, you really value freedom, right?"

Asked you, looking Gogol right in the eyes. He grinned and nodded.

"Well, in that case," you booped his nose. "I also value my freedom. And right now, for me, freedom means booping your nose."

Gogol blinked. He opens his mouth. You booped him again. Gogol tried to say something again. You booped him again. This time, you left your finger pressed against Gogol's nose. He squinted his eyes. "[Y/N], what are you doing?"

You tried your best to mimic Gogol's voice.

"What I mean, Big Bird, if I want to boop you, I will boop you"

The room was silent. Everyone was looking at you and Gogol. Suddenly, you saw a golden glow near your stomach. Before you can react, Gogol used "The Overcoat" and trapped you in his embrace. Gogol was laughing. Gogol jumped towards Fyodor, still holding you in his arms.

"Fedya, Fedya, their reaction was priceless!"

Fyodor took a breath.

"I still don't understand, why did you decide to test them. You never planned to cause trouble here."

Gogol only grins. He looked at you. He looked much friendlier, than before.

"You are my new friend now, we will eat something tasty later"

For the rest of the meeting, you were in Gogol's embrace. It took combine efforts of Fyodor, Sigma and Fukichi to pry him off you.

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You smile at the memory.

"Well, with his help we could buy more things. Don't you agree?"

Kunikida grumbles something, but nodded at agreement.

"I guess so. Anyway, we should start preparations."

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In thirty minutes, both of you were ready to go to the mall and were standing near the front door, waiting for Nikolai.

You changed into suitable clothes for today's hot weather.

Instead of his normal clothes, Kunikida was wearing a green t-shirt, dark-brown shorts and flip-flops. He decides to keep his hair as it normally was.

Kunikida started to become impatient. Gogol was late.

"This clown... He himself wanted to go, and now he is late" grumble Kunikida. You put your hand on his shoulder and squeeze it.

"Easy, Doppo, it's not that bad. Maybe, he is trying to disguise himself better. His looks are quite recognizable.

It was one of the first things you taught to BSD gang. They were recognizable. That's why they should wear different clothes, when they are going somewhere. If they don't want to deal with people staring at them.

Kunikida grimaced. He doesn't like unplanned events. And Gogol was an embodiment of chaos. Kunikida turn towards you.

"I know, but still, he should be ready"

You pet Kunikida's shoulder.

You heard the sound of steps coming towards two of you. Gogol, with a few empty shopping bags in his hands, walked towards you two.

You were glad, that Kunikida didn't see Gogol right now.

Nikolai Gogol was standing there, in his normal attire and hairstyle.

You are a patient person. But, right now, you wanted to attack Kolya.

To lose some steam, you decide to indirectly quote O. Henry.

"Doppo, there isn't any heart disease in your family, is there?"(1)

Doppo looked at you, puzzled.

"I don't think so... Why?"

You looked at him. Your gaze was a mix of pity and anger.

"Then you might turn around, and have a look behind you."(1)

Kunikida looked around and saw Gogol.

Kunikida closes and opens his mouth. He looked like he was ready to combust.

To help him, you asked Gogol.

"Gogol, why aren't you ready? It's time to go."

Gogol smirked.

"Birdy, I am already ready. You know why? Right, I want the rest of the free world to accept free me! My clothes also part of my freedom."

Kunikida hissed.

"Do you forget, what Our Guiding Light told us? We are recognizable in our normal clothes! Everyone will stare at you!"

You nodded

"Doppo is right, we would attract unwanted attention."

Gogol waves his hand.

"Oh, don't worry, it can't be that bad. Everything will be fine."

You signed and try again.

"Gogol, please, you need to listen to me. Please, wear a disguise."

Gogol grimaced.

"[Y/N], please, stop it. I tell you I want to go in my normal clothes."

You facepalmed. Before Kunikida can start shouting at Gogol, you raised your hand.

"Fine. You can go in that. But don't blame me, for what's going to happen."

Kunikida wanted to protect, but, after noticing your gaze, changed his mind. Gogol looked triumphant.

You open the door.

"Be ready to be called cosplayer, Gogol."

You heard Gogol's quiet "What is 'cosplay'?", but you ignored him.

Hopefully, people at the streets won't be that annoying.

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You jinxed it.

You haven't reached the mall yet, but twenty people has already annoyed Gogol into taking pictures with him.

The five-minute walk from home to the mall became a fifteen-minute walk.

You had a feeling, that everyone wants to have a photo with"cool cosplayer".

At first, Gogol was fine with having his photos taken.

But then you run into a group of rowdy fans.

They crowded around Gogol, pushing you and Doppo from their way.

"You looked like a real one!"

"Cool costume, dude!"

"The scar looks so real!"

"How much have you paid for the costume?"

"Do you want to read my smut fanfic about Fyolai?"

"Can I grab your things?"

Doppo's eyebrow twitched.

"[Y/N]... Is this normal behavior of 'BSD fans'?" Spited Doppo. You shake your head.

"No, of course not. This people are just jerks."

Gogol looked annoyed. He agreed to take some pictures, so the group will leave him alone.

Unfortunately, the group wasn't satisfied with simple pictures.

They started to demand him to make poses. Dubious poses... They clearly made Gogol uncomfortable. You noticed, that Gogol was holding himself back from attacking the annoying people. You decide, that it's time to intervene.

"Okay, everyone, move away from our friend, stop making him uncomfortable! No poses, no pictures."

You and Doppo squeezed through the crowd and stood near Gogol, like two bodyguards. The crowd try to protect, but one heavy look from Kunikida make them shut up.

You and Kunikida tried to take Gogol from the crowd. With the conner of your eye, you noticed, that the same person, who asked if they can grab Gogol's thighs, were trying to touch Gogol's thighs. Immideatly, you turn towards the jerk and hit him in the face with all of your might.

"Hands off, parasite!" Growl you.

The Creep fell down, sobbing. His friends tried to attack you in return. But, before any of them they can take a step towards you, Doppo dealed with them.

Never underestimate Fukuzawa's trainee.

All group members were lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

You three left the Creep and their friends behind.

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When you finally reached the mall, you signed.

"Okay... It was something. Is everyone alright?"

Kunikida adjusted his glasses.

"I am fine"

Nikolai stay quiet. The look in his eyes was dangerous. You feel chills running down your spine. He was angry. Then he spoke.

"I am not. I want to hurt them. But," Gogol looked at you. His gaze soften. "But, for your sake, I won't do it. I don't want you to get into trouble."

You squeeze his shoulder.

"We can find a quiet place for you to stay, while Doppo and I are going shopping."

Gogol shake his head.

"No, don't worry, I will be fine."

Kunikida huffs and take the shopping list from his pocket.

"We have lost quite some time. We need to split up, so we can buy everything faster. I will go find cleaning supplies. [Y/N], can you and Gogol buy meat, fish and fruits?"

You nodded.

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Good news, you haven't run into anime fans anymore.

Bad news, you run into people who hate anime.

You and Gogol were choosing fresh fish, when you heard their conversation.

"Look at this weirdo. Does the Freak thinks he can wear this clown costume in public like this?"

"Yea. He must be a screw loose."

"All the anime fans are perverts. I have heard, all of them likes little girls. Really likes"

"Bro, you will make me puke!"

Gogol's eye twitched. You quickly grabbed his hand. You whisper.

"Nikolai, please, stay calm."

Gogol squeezed your hand.

You have noticed a golden glow in one of the fish tanks. In this tank there were alive crabs. Five of them.

You blinked. All crabs disappeared.

The sound of something falling. Shocked cries of "Where did crabs come from?" The pained whines of the company that was talking about Gogol.

Crabs didn't like their new company.

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After you finally buy everything you need, all of you decide to have some coffee, before you go home. The day was hard, all of you need some rest.

All of you were sitting at the same table, drinking coffee.

But, it seems, that today trouble didn't want to let you go.

At first, you heard a loud scream.

Then something ran near your table.

Two six-year-old kids. Boy and girl.

They were running around the café, screaming and grabbing everything they can see.

Their mother wasn't paying attention to them. She was talking to someone on her phone.

You three tried to ignore all this noise. Kunikida finished his coffee and put the empty cup back on the saucer with a loud clatter.

"This kids... Why parents didn't do their job? At first, parents forget about parenting, then this 'parents' have the audacity to blame teachers for their kid's terrible behavior."

You looked at Doppo with a soft look.

"Have you remembered your teaching days?"

Doppo nodded.

Gogol let out a loud yelp. Then the kids noticed Nikolai's braid and start pulling it. He turned around and growl at kids.

"Back off, you brats!"

And mother finally decided to do the parenting. By starting yelling at Gogol.

"You creep, don't you dare yell at my children!"

To be fair, Gogol tried to stay civil.

"Mam, your kids were pulling my hair! I shouted at them to make them stop."

Women glares at Gogol.

"You could let them do it! They are just kids! They are allowed to do anything they want! Wait... You... What are you wearing... Is that... one of this anime characters?"

Without letting Gogol answer, she hit him with her shopping bad.

"SATANIST! You are a satanist who is watching Chinese porn cartoons. Useless member of society!"

You had enough for today.

"Miss, watch your..." You didn't finish your phrase, when mom hit you with a shopping bag.

"Shut up! Don't interfere!"

Kunikida snapped.

"If you watched your kids..."

And Kunikida was also hit with a shopping bag.

And security finally escorted the woman and her kids from the café.

You feel, that the day was ruined.

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You finally were home. After putting your bags in the kitchen, three of you sit on the couch in the living room. You're in the middle, Doppo on the right and Kolya on the left.

All three of you were silent. Gogol was the first who spoke.

"It's all my fault. You warned me. I didn't listen. I am sorry."

You stay silent. Then you whisper.

"I am also sorry. I should have tried harder to make you change your mind."

Gogol chuckled.

"[Y/N], don't blame yourself. I am also an adult, I should understand the consequences of my actions."

You take a look around the room. There must be something that can make them feel better.

You had a plan.... Maybe, it will work.

You called.

"Hey, Kolya, Doppo"

Gogol's eyes light up. It was the first time you called him by the short version of his name. He looked at you.

Doppo turn his head towards you.

"Want to have a movie night? Choose anything you want to watch, I will make snacks. How does is sounds?"

Both guys agree.

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Three of you were covered in blankets. Doppo was carefully petting your head, while Nikolai was tracing lines along your hand. The movie was on. The snacks were on the table. You were snuggled between Doppo Kunikida and Nikolai Gogol.

At least this time, everything was right. Everything was better.

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A/N: (1) Changed quote from "The Ransom of Red Chief" by O. Henry.

[casinoownersigma]

"Introduction."

"Hello all,

I am known as Sigma, manager of the Sky Casino and one of the 5 members of the Decay of Angels (but please don't group me with people like Fyodor and Nikolai).

I value my customer's lives and the wellbeing of the casino. I hope to see you interacting around the blog."

[OOC: Hi hi! I'm the main admin/account.

ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʀᴘ ʙʟᴏɢꜱ . . .

BSD

@orphanweretiger (Nakajima Atsushi)

@rabidmafiadog (Akutagawa Ryuunosuke)

@girls-and-samurai-swords (Kyouka Izumi)

@headchamberlain (Ivan Goncharov)

@bramthecalamity (Bram Stoker)

@oceanlifeenthusiast (Howard Phillips Lovecraft)

@tom-n-huck (Mark Twain)

@real-tom-sawyer and @real-huck-finn (Tom and Huck)

@bungo-rp-advice (Guild-themed advice blog)

@jewel-kings-madness (Ace)

@myname-isntlolita (Elise)

@vitas3xualis (Ougai Mori)

@the-metamorphasis (Franz Kafka) (BSD OC)

@huntingdogjouno (Saigiku Jouno)

@doajouno (Decay Of Angels AU Jouno)

@tatsuhikoshibusawa (Tatsuhiko Shibusawa)

BSD Stormbringer

@the-flags-pianoman (Pianoman)

@the-flags-lippmann (Lippmann)

@the-flags-iceman (Iceman)

@the-flags-albatross (Albatross)

@the-flags-doc (Doc)

@iwaitforthestorm (Paul Verlaine)

JJBA

@catch-the-rainb0w (Blackmore)

Ace Attorney

@firstclassattorney (Kristoph Gavin)

@mattengardedude (Matt Engarde)

@ask-mr-wellington (Richard Wellington)

@holy-mothers-servant (Nahyuta Sahdmadhi)

@i-really-lovemywife (Ron DeLite)

@loyaltomastersorin (Pierce Nichody)

@people-can-be-tamed (Simon Keyes/Simeon Saint)

@injusticeitrust (Bobby Fulbright)

@idontrobgraves (Enoch Drebber)

@old-bailey-reaper (Barok van Zieks)

@peace-and-ascension (Claude D. Haze)

@foxes-and-criminals (Patricia Roland/Fifi Laguarde)

@ask-the-biggest-bully (Blaise Debeste/Excelsius Winner)

@ask-isaac-dover (Isaac Dover\Artie Frost)

Danganronpa

@korkshinguji (Korekiyo Shinguji)

@lilultimateartist (Jataro Kemuri)

OMORI

@captainofspace (CAPT. SPACEBOY)

Genshin Impact

@ventithefamousbard (Venti)

Phantom of the Opera (game version by MazM)

@nameless-detective (The Detective)

Mouthwashing

@runningfrom-responsibility (Captain Curly)

Homicipher

@ask-mr-scarletella (Scarletella)

@ask-mr-chopped (Mr. Chopped)

@ask-mr-gap (Mr. Gap)

ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅ/ᴀᴅᴍɪɴ/ᴏᴡɴᴇʀ . . .

You can call me Kiji or certain nicknames if we're closer.

Things like 'dear', 'darling' etc. are fine, but I would prefer we talk a little before those are used.

I go by any pronouns, but mostly he/him.

My other interests are also at @kijimha.

I'm usually not one to start interactions due to anxiety, so forgive me...

NSFW roleplays are not welcome! NSFW/Suggestive questions are welcome, if they're played as something comedic. To further elaborate, I will not do serious explicit rp, but roleplays/asks where something NSFW is mentioned or if a joke is NSFW, that's fine.

BSD covers many triggering topics, such as SH, suicide, abuse, etc. I'll most likely NOT tag posts where any of these topics are mentioned.

ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ꜱɪɢᴍᴀ . . .

I personally headcanon him as intersex.

He/him or they/them is fine for him.

He isn't quite sure what his preferences are yet, but he's asexual.

His blood sugar goes low often due to sleeping issues & overall health issues.

Timeline is flexible.

He has imposter syndrome. It means he believes his achievements aren't enough, even though he's proven worthy of his position and aforementioned achievements. People with imposter syndrome also have an internalized fear of being found out, believing they are a fraud.

Thank you!]

[sleepy-gay-puppy]

thoughts on miraculous season6 episode 4? 5? Idk thoughts on daddycop

I didn't even notice miss hounds outfit change at first I'm a fake Sabrina fan 😔

That being said Sabrina's always reminded me of myself back in middle school so this episode of her learning the same lesson I did (the shitty ppl u obsessively follow around all day will not treat u better no matter how nice u r to them or how hard u follow them around) was nice to see in a weird way

Man I know Marinette had Adrien tunnel vision but she rly was rude and dismissive to Sabrina when she arrived for the sleepover? Like idk felt a bit ooc for me

I'm glad Adrien feels comfy saying no to Marinette sometimes, he's always been a chronic people pleaser so to see him state why he thinks maris idea is bad and then refuse to go along with it is good development for him

Ayyyy Max's skin color doesn't randomly change whenever he turns into pegasus anymore yay for the new models

Zoe x Sabrina is the funniest possible ship for them to make canon andhfhfnnf girl rly was like "first I take ur miraculous, then I take ur simp"

Gay Mylene?????gaylene??????mgaylene??????? Hoping she's bi or pan cus her and Ivan r adorable together but either way canon lg t rep is always good to see

Sabrina's new fit is rly nice tbh, it's giving a lot of 60s-70s vibes, looks like she should be solving mysteries with a talking dog (affectionate)

I forgot Mr snooty mcblondehairs name (ray? Was it ray?) but I think there gonna reveal that Sabrina used to be a lot more like Chloe back when she was in nyc? That's just my theory tho

Also not related to the episode but I hate ladybugs ovedesigned ass new outfit so much it's unreal (take out the red spots on the black and it's fine)

[worldheadcanons]

Could you do yandere russia and canada with tsundere s/o?

☆ stalker russia with a tsundere victim headcanons!

starring. . . gender neutral reader and russia. warning for depictions general stalker behaviors and brief forced feminization (ivan sees you as a wife regardless of gender, NOT because you’re feminine but because he’s odd)

author notes; sorry anon i could not bear to write more canada but i hope u enjoy russia still. for me stalker au = yandere.. he’s one of my favs but i never feel like i write him well.. fortunately for me stalker au characters get to be ooc for my own personal gain. there’s not many mentions of the reader RLLY being a tsundere so i can write a part two if u like.. bc i rlly do like the idea of reader being stubborn and annoying and ivan wanting reader all the same smh..

> ivan braginsky!

— he’s an extremely clingy stalker, almost always wanting to be near you in some way. if it’s not literal, such as befriending you in the workplace and making sure you work together frequently, then it’s metaphorical, like when he leaves his smell on your pillow so you think of him before sleeping. if you asked braginsky why he was so obsessed with you, he wouldn’t have a clear answer. you were a bit irritating at times, very stubborn and prone to scoffing or rolling your eyes at him. even so.. despite it all.. he craved you. you were perfectly imperfect… and you weren’t scared of him, unlike many others. maybe it was the fact that you were willing to show that you had the balls to face him. 

— it’s hard to believe the two of you consider each other friends sometimes. other times, it’s extremely easy to believe. ivan will get annoyed with you, mirroring your agitating behaviors and crossing his arms before happily feeding you your lunch and walking you home all in the same day. the two of you were even worse than francis and arthur, though neither of you were aware that others viewed you that way. you’d argue and then be seen holding hands together and then you’d be back to throwing insults. it wasn’t a normal friendship by any means but both of you are content with what you have. or at least, that’s what you think.

— braginsky wants so badly to be your husband. the thought of another man having you is.. simply out of the question. when alfred mentions in passing that you’re a ‘total babe’ he can feel himself tense and seethe with anger. try as he might to not make it visible, occasionally someone will notice his change in expression and the mood will become thick and heavy. fortunately for him, you were usually clueless to changes in atmosphere. on the rare occasion that you did pick up on it, he just mumbles out some sort of excuse. in ivan’s eyes, you were going to be a perfect wife, regardless of your gender. you were feisty, yes, but what wife isn’t a little testy at times? that’s just how wives are. 

— ah, you’d look so cute with his children. adopted children, kidnapped children— a kid’s a kid. braginsky doesn’t care much about how you two get the child or children (he likes the idea of having two or three). he can imagine it now.. coming home to the sight of his kids.. he hangs up his coat and goes into the kitchen… of course you’re there cooking dinner.. he hugs you by the hips, kissing your cheek and then your neck.. you blush, you laugh and tell him ‘not in front of the kids’.. it’s perfect. absolutely perfect.. it only exists in his daydreams for now but soon, soon, you will be his.. 

— he’s been in your house plenty of times, sometimes through the front door and sometimes through an unlocked window upstairs. ivan figures that it’ll be his house too soon, so it’s only fair he acquaints himself with the general layout. he’s surprisingly quiet for such a large guy, sneaking in and walking around your home without a single care in the world. it’s as if he believes that he can’t be caught.. that you’d never call the police… that this isn’t illegal at all. it’s usually late into the night by the time he comes inside your house. he likes this time the most because he adores the way you look when you’re sleeping. occasionally he even kisses you in your sleep— but that’s rare for him. he feels like if he keeps kissing you in your sleep.. braginsky might not hold himself back from doing more in the future.. 

— this is off the cuff but from time to time he steals underwear and sweaty tops from your laundry. it’s.. gross… and he’s embarrassed, really, he is… but he can’t help the boner that comes just from holding your stuff. he’ll jerk himself off and then feel bad about it, because isn’t ivan just disgusting for feeling so horny over used underwear? he’s filthy, he’s a freak, and he’s absolutely all yours.

— he doesn’t actually ever call your phone, but he does text you from an anonymous number. it’s all the usual stalker things— how wonderful you are, how much he wants you to be his, how he’ll have you no matter what. braginsky tries not to be particularly creepy about his musings, wanting to romance you more than freak you out. when you finally bring up the texts to him at the office or during lunch, asking him for advice, he just pretends to be surprised. he’ll show sympathy before asking how you feel.. what do you think of those long winded, emotional texts? those texts full of want and need? do you.. find them charming in any way? ivan will gauge your reaction to his questions and adjust his anonymous texts accordingly.

[whyiseverynametakenpls]

I like you

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Genre : fluff

Tw : none

Pairing : Ivan x Till (romantic)

Characters : Ivan, Till, Sua and Mizi

Story : Please don't like someone else

Info : Actor au, I know it's ooc 😔 but copium guys

"And cut! Great work, everyone. That's a wrap for today. You can all head to your dressing rooms to change, except for you, Till. Someone's looking for you," the director announced, gesturing towards the door before shifting his attention elsewhere. Till, already en route to the dressing room with the others, nodded and bid his farewells before swiftly making his way towards the door.

As the cast dispersed, Ivan paused and glanced towards the door Till had just exited. "You okay, Ivan?" Sua inquired, her head cocked to the side. "Oh, yeah, just fine," Ivan replied, shaking his head slightly before resuming his journey to the dressing room. "Hmm," Sua murmured skeptically as she followed suit, her thoughts lingering on Ivan's behavior.

Moments later, as Sua reached for her dressing room door handle, she hesitated. "There's no way... Right?" she muttered with a wry smile, attempting to dispel any strange thoughts before confirming them.

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"Ivan? What are you-?" Sua's question was cut off by Ivan himself, his hand that was on the wall now Infront of her mouth forcing it to close. Sua let out a muffled hum before sending Ivan a confused look, asking him why he was leaning on the wall that way. Ivan only shook his head as he slowly put down the hand that was covering sua's mouth. Ivan gestured to look beside the wall, towards the corridor.

Sua, who was confused only nodded her head and took a peek at what Ivan was looking at before. Sua's eyes widened as she finally saw what Ivan had been watching the whole time. In the end of the corridor stood till and mizi talking. Sua let out a confused hum, trying her best to keep it low. Ivan only put his hands together, hoping sua would take the hint and just wait until he explains. Sua understood his plead and nodded, albeit a little hesitant.

"I like..." As till spoke those words, Ivan froze, he wasn't sure what to do now. He immediately sprinted to his changing room, slamming the door in the process. Sua chased after Ivan, no longer listening to both Mizi and Till. As sua entered Ivan's room, she could see Ivan sitting in the corner of the room, facing the wall.

Sua slowly closed the door and walked towards Ivan, her steps soft as to not startle Ivan. As she got closer and closer to him, she outstretched her hand and put it on Ivan's back, hoping that it could help him calm down a little. "Ivan... You like till, don't you?" As sua's words reached Ivan's ear, he flinched a little, scared of Sua's reaction.

Seeing that Sua hasn't moved, he slowly nodded. Sua sighed and sat down beside Ivan. "I'm not going to tell you to move on or anything, but I will tell you that there isn't much use of holding onto him like this." Sua shook her head. Ivan, who was hunched over the whole time slowly sat up properly and leaned on sua, clinging to the hope that she would provide some sort of comfort for him, which she did.

Sua's arm wrapped around Ivan's, bringing him closer to herself as she hugged him. "It's okay, let it all out." Sua said as Ivan's body started to shake, his eyes watering and tears started falling. "I don't know what to do..." Ivan said in-between sobs, it was clear how much he loved till.

Sua could only hold him, providing him what she hoped to be comfort as he cried.

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As Ivan's tears subsided, Sua remained by his side, offering her silent support.

After a few moments of quiet comfort, Ivan finally spoke, his voice hoarse with emotion. "What do I do, Sua? I can't just ignore how I feel about Till."

Sua sighed, her brow furrowing with concern. "I know, Ivan. But sometimes, things don't always work out the way we want them to." Ivan nodded, understanding Sua's words, but unable to shake the ache in his heart. "But what if Till feels the same way? What if I'm just giving up without even trying?"

Sua reached out and gently wiped away the remaining tears from Ivan's cheeks. "Ivan, you have to be prepared for the possibility that Till may not feel the same way. And even if he does, it might not be enough to change the situation." Ivan's shoulders slumped as he absorbed Sua's words. The reality of the situation weighed heavily on him, but he knew that Sua was right.

"I don't want to lose him, Sua," Ivan whispered, his voice filled with anguish.

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As more and more weeks passed, Ivan found himself caught in a whirlwind of uncertainty, despite his efforts to confront his feelings for till, Sua's sudden busyness became a barrier, throwing away any attempts at reconciliation. Each time Ivan asked sua to accompany him somewhere, Sua's schedule seemed to fill up with endless activities, leaving little to no room for anything really.

It was as if the universe was conspiring to keep them apart, prolonging Ivan's anguish with each passing day.

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"Hey let's go to a restaurant nearby, I have some time" As those words left sua's mouth, Ivan immediately brightened up, his face basically beaming. It had been so long since Ivan had someone to talk to about anything, and he was glad that sua finally had the time to talk with him.

As they entered the restaurant, Ivan's senses were immediately on high alert. The silence and emptiness of the place sent shivers up his spine. Yet, he pushed aside his feelings and sat down, not wanting to waste this chance to talk with Sua.

"I'm sorry for being so busy this last month..." Sua mumbled, guilt laced in her words. "Nono, it's okay, you're an actress, I can't just expect you to have a lot of time." Ivan shook his hands, simply happy that sua finally had time to spend.

Suddenly, Mizi burst into the restaurant, her urgency clear as she beckoned Sua outside for a talk. "Sua, we need to talk, now." Mizi spoke as sua stared at her. "Oh... Uhm I'm sorry, Ivan, I'm going to talk with her for a little, wait for me, yeah?" Sua said apologetically as she walked out of the restaurant, disappearing into the night with Mizi.

Alone once more, Ivan's heart pounded in his chest as he braced himself for what was to come. And then, in a moment that seemed to freeze time itself, Till appeared in the doorway, his presence electrifying the air.

"I like you, Ivan," Till confessed, his words echoing through the room as he pushed a bouquet of flowers Infront of Ivan, hoping he would take it. "I've always liked you, ever since that time we met when we were kids."

Ivan's world basically tilted on its axis as he felt till's words wash over him. Ivan could feel his eyes start to water and blur. Tears welled into Ivan's eyes as he crossed the distance between them, pulling till into a tight embrace.

As they hugged, the door burst open, revealing both Mizi and Sua holding poppers and a sign, saying congratulations to both of them. Seeing this, Ivan immediately had this big smile on his face as he faced till. "I love you, till" he said with a hushed voice before he went for another hug.

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<- MASTERLIST

-> ivantill so real ⁉️

[archivedsorrow]

// i'll be moving ivan to his own blog, tbh thank you to everyone who gave me a chance writing a canon for the first time in forever and helped me find his voice. :) i'm having a lot of fun with him and the tumblr sideblog technology is just not quite where i'd like it to be for a muse that i want to focus so much on.

the url will be the same ( @weptsorrow ) once i have it all set up, so i'll be following my current mutuals from there! and i'll be moving over all my drafts + asks as well, so nothing is being dropped.

i will not be deleting this sideblog, because i think i'd like to keep it as a place for my art dumps if i so happen to keep drawing fanart ( somehow it hits differently than drawing my ocs ), but you're more than welcome to unfollow after the move is done ( because i'll be reblogging the art to the mainblog anyway like the attention whore that i am ).

[damn-queers]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚Mizi Intro ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

Hello everyone and welcome to my intro post!!

I'm 22, use She/Her, and I'm a Lesbian!

You can ask me anything about me, I'll answer as soon as I can though rehearsals may cause me to run late at times! If I do then I deeply apologize!! My Current Guardian , Shine, encouraged me to join so I could kinda get my name out there before the competition!

Things I like: All my friends!! (Sua, Till and Ivan), toothbrushes,  Anakt- flowers, fruit, and scary stories! (which is my special talent as a side note hehe-)

Things I don't like: Vegetables, studying (especially math)

Well that should be it for now! Thanks for reading it guys and I hope I can answer any questions you have!!

OOC:

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥Hey so this is Mod Mizi or Mod Zi (<- whichever you prefer to call me tbh), I use any pronouns and I’m dating mod Connie!! Hope to talk to ya'll soon byeeee