#I just thought about them too much so i made this cus the alternative was killing myself 🫶

[insanesonofabitch]

8x10 Torn & Frayed one line schedule | 8x11 LARP & The Real Girl production draft script | 8x09 Citizen Fang | 8x10 Torn & Frayed transcript | 9x08 Rock and a Hard Place

Good fucking morning.

[gojoshooter]

Your body flaws — that JJK men are obsessed with

Featuring : Itadori Yuuji, Megumi Fushiguro, Gojo Satoru, Toji Fushiguro

A/N : Had so much fun writing this one im surprised with my level of fluff tolerance fr.

WARNINGS : body insecurities, mentions of make-out sessions

Itadori Yuji :

your teeth ain't the prettiest

a few of them are crooked, and both your front rows are pointy and sharp

and getting yourself a boyfriend who smiles ridiculously sweet 24/7? yeah you thought that's a great idea

when you told him about your insecurity, he tilted his head to the side asking why you were because that was the part of your charm????

makes you laugh and smile as a way to distract you from the mindset you have

you unconsciously cover your mouth while laughing so sometimes he just pulls your wrists away to a steal a kiss

makes a habit of buying you adorable masks so you can smile comfortably

even if he doesn't get to see it everytime

you earn yourself the nickname "baby tiga" (& you lowkey want him to call you that often)

alternatively if you have an oral fixation along with it he'd ask you to nibble on his fingers or biceps

Megumi Fushiguro :

when he accidentally sees your youtube history about ‘how to get rid of hip dips’ he's like what???

you were sitting right beside him and oh did you want to evaporate into thin air

the half dumbfounded and half offended face he made was laughable, but you start to panic

"y/n, is that something you eat? you don't have to.."

Megumi is just so unpredictable hfdksk

by the time you're done with your explanation, his expression changes into a more serious one

he's okay if you have insecurities maybe he has a couple too

but thinking about yourself so lowly that you hid them all the time he's not okay with that

once back home he researches about the 'hip dips'

texts you, "babe, look"

and sends an article named 'Hip Dips Are Totally Normal, So Focus on These Exercises Instead '

your face blooms into a giddy smile helplessly, he's so cute

after you told him you're fine with him touching you there, he wouldn't hesitate

sacrificing his big fluffy hoodies so you don't need to hide your sides

special attention to your curves while you cuddle

Gojo Satoru :

moles. if there’s one thing you wish you could change, it’s the moles on your face

there's four of them — two on the underside of your left eye, one under the nose and one on your bottom lip

and Gojo thinks he has never seen a prettier face than yours

if you're sleeping he'd trace his fingers gently across them

and if you're making out, he'd enjoy giving little licks to the twin moles under your eyes and tiny bites on the rest two

you'd whine. you think he's about to kiss you, but he would go for the mole on your nose instead

once you mentioned about getting your moles removed, and god he almost JUMPED you

he'd say your moles (or alternatively freckles) look like stars scattered across, making a beautiful constellation on your face

you have quite a few on your other body parts too

and don't be surprised if he has a total count of them

sometimes you feel less insecure and more jealous of your four moles

Toji Fushiguro :

you're not a fan of the stretch marks and scars spread on your limbs

oh but Toji is

once you were on a call with your friend complaining about how Toji might ditch you 'cus of your body when he overhears the conversation

you cut the phone abruptly after realizing his presence and god you had no idea since when was he there

"y/n, you coulda told me right?" he says after a moment with an unreadable expression which he has mastered

the unnerving feeling doesn't go away as you try to lessen the tension with your whiny voice, "Tojiii... i.. i'm sorry. It just annoys me... and- and i'm embarassed."

"No, I thought you were honest with me"

your stuttering words gets saved as he begins again without waiting for a reply "I'm sorry you have to be be embarassed about me"

huh what? WAIT? you're confused asf

"They're bad.. fuck, you're right eh? should've done something about it. I'm getting em removed." he checks his face in the mirror, touching his lip scar which you very much loved.

you just stare at him, frozen, as he turns away from the mirror and reaches your side to lift your chin with two fingers

"then y/n, would you love me more?" there's this sly grin he has on his face, but you think just how that scar makes it better, hotter. "ya won't leave me right?"

it takes you time to process and then you chuckle. that's silly. "Toji, why would I leave you for something so stupid?" he's silly.

"Hmm, so why would I care bout somethin like that baby?" he asks lifting his brows

you finally realize why he did all of this

"god, i love you" you crack a smile, Toji tackled down on the bed

and now you know he loves your scars as much as you love his

enjoys resting his head on your tummy besides your stretch marks

can be very intimate with them too, trapping you on bed, licking the expanse of the marks slowly as his eyes never leaves yours and you're reminded of a predatory beast

A/N : fin♡! hope y'all enjoyed this one ^^ reblogs are always appreciated !

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[bloggingboutburgers]

Consider me one of your younger followers who's still trying to figure out their aroace-ness.

How do i really know im aroace when i dont even know how love is supposed to feel like? Sometimes, i think i like a few ppl just a little bit. I have seen myself turn a little gay for some women. (Idk if there's a better way to say it) and feel jealous of other women having partners(mostly male partners)

I do relate to being aroace. But sometimes these doubts come up.

Am i really aroace? Or it it just a phase of mine?

P.S I love your comics🤍

Sorry for the late reply! TwT

I'll be honest, from personal experience... I don't know how love is supposed to feel like either. I thought maybe I felt it in the past but it never got remotely close to things that are described ad nauseam to us in media and popular culture. I never got it. The biggest emotional high I ever got was making sincere friends or feeling connected to my family or accomplished with art. So I came to the conclusion that I'm aro. I don't think a gay person ever understood what it feels like to be attracted to someone of the opposite gender either, so... That's my reasoning for it I guess. I'm aro SO I can't be expected to understand romance. That's kind of the point in my head. And even then, aromanticism is a broad spectrum, so it's very possible it's full of people whose understanding and feeling of romance varies or may even fluctuate.

So to be honest, if you feel that "aroace" defines you properly, and because it's a pretty wide spectrum, I'd say that yes, you really are, and no, it's not a phase, and heck, even if that understanding of yourself came to change for a different orientation in the future, that's OK too. What matters is that you feel happy with yourself.

...I'll also add tbh that being aro and ace is kind of a losing deal cus even within LGBTQ+ spaces you're gonna be invisibilised and othered, so... I doubt you'd be calling yourself "aroace" just to be temporarily cool or whatever. It was never perceived as cool or a good thing by society at large. It's a battle one doesn't pick. If throughout all of that invisibilization, allosexual and alloromantic-spamming and looking-down-upon you still managed to come to the conclusion that it's a good definition for you, I'd say that's pretty telling. I dunno.

On one last note, I'm not sure if the jealousy you feel of other women having partners is directed towards the women because they have partners, or towards the partners because they're with these specific women, but if it's the former at the very very least, I don't think it's incompatible with being aro. Again, society spams us so much with the idea that having a steady romantic partner is the only way you won't end up alone in the world, that it's hard not to be scared of being lonely when we have that identity sometimes. And the alternative sounds so much easier, even if we couldn't get it the exact same way most people do unless we forced ourselves to act in a way that's not "us" deep inside.

...Welp, that's my feelings on it at least, but yeah, the asexual and aromantic spectrums are so wide in the experiences they cover that I couldn't hope to cover everyone's experience within them. I just hope that this helped you feel a little more confident about it. With the way society is, it's made very hard for us not to doubt ourselves sometimes, but I don't feel we deserve to doubt ourselves that much.

I dunno. That's how I feel about it at least. I hope that helps TwT

(Also thank you so much for the kind words!!)

[yanderu-deredere]

THE SLASHER COUPLE IS SO GOOD 😍

Pretty please, if you feel like writing some for them, would love to read more about Emm tying Casimir to the autopsy table… or maybe them tying their darling to it 🤭

a/n: thank you so so much for the awesome ask! heehee, i've been wanting to write about this since i offhandedly mentioned it and im so glad there's someone else that wants to hear abt it too!

i decided to write for darling instead of cas becos i felt like there wasn't enough major yandere vibes on this blog so have this alternate ending to. will i ever write the canon ending? mayhaps

you can read this as a stand alone but it will refer to some stuff from the original series here! but! this is an alternate ending to that original series. i still have plans for how i want that to end heehee

warning: gender neutral reader but mentions of cock going into an entrance, major yandere vibes, non-con to dub-con, mentions of semi-descriptive gore, bondage? definitely bondage LOL, emm wears strap-on and it's referred to as her cock

word count: ill add this later cus im on mobile

emm fiala ★ casimir fiala

You should've known something was wrong the moment the couple had treated you with such kindness, such sweetness.

It had been too good to be true and you were the fool that fell for it.

"Now, darl', you need'ta understand--"

"I don't need to understand anything." You snapped at her, body tense and ready to run as she faced you like one would face a feral animal "Where are my friends?"

"Your friends? You mean those people that demeaned you and talked behind your back?" Casimir scoffed from beside Emm, his face both mocking and angry.

You had no clever retort to that but, still, you answered, your eyes darting from them to the door "I at least know that they wouldn't leave me here."

"You are definitely right about that, my love." Casimir sneered and it made you both flushed and nervous

You tried to put the puzzle pieces together. You couldn't find your friends or their things but the tire hadn't been fixed yet and you knew that they'd never leave you behind.

If they wouldn't leave you behind, what did that mean?

"You did something to them." The words left your mouth the exact moment the thought entered your brain.

From the way Emm's expressions shifted, you knew you were right.

You needed to get out of here.

Without hesitating, you ran for the door, legs fast and anxious thoughts even faster. It almost felt like you could hear your heart beating in your ears.

You managed to grab the door knob and open the door but, before you could slip out, someone slammed the door in front of you.

You cursed just as someone's arms wrapped around your torso.

You heard Casimir click his tongue and you looked up to see him shaking his head at you, his palm pressed against the door "Naughty, naughty. We can't have you doing that, now can we?"

Emm, on the other hand, sounded less haughty and more desperate "Please, please, darl', you gotta understand--"

"Oh, I understand alright!" You started struggling earnestly, kicking your feet and trying your best to pry Emm's arms away from you "I understand that this was a mistake!"

Emm's arms only seemed to tighten around you even more "Don' say that."

You wanted to spite her so you said it louder "This was a mistake!"

Casimir grabbed your face before you could say anything further, his fingers digging into your cheeks as he turned you to face him "You have a mouth on you, don't you, my love?"

Then, he glanced at Emm, knowing expression on his face "Perhaps we should teach our darling a little lesson, hmm?"

"You so do love teaching lessons, don't you, my wife?"

Emm didn't even answer; she just flipped you over, carrying you over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes, like you didn't even weigh a single ounce.

It had been sexy last night and you'd be lying to yourself if you said it wasn't sexy now but, instead of your heart fluttering, you felt like your stomach was tying itself in knots.

"Let me go!" You beat on Emm's back, kicking your legs in an attempt to maybe hit the side of her face. She held on fast, her grip on you not even faltering for a second.

"You'll like this, my love, I'm sure of it." Casimir followed the two of you, a certain skip in his step "I certainly do."

Just as he said that, Emm walked into a doorway and you frantically looked around, confused where the three of you were headed.

You tried to think. You were able to see out the door just as Casimir closed it and you guessed that this was the door under the stairs. Wasn't that a closet? Apparently not.

Your nose suddenly stung with the smell of chemical cleaner--bleach?--and the lights seemed dimmer than outside. Casimir saw your frantic glancing and simply threw you a smirk.

Before you could open your mouth to ask where you were, you were slammed onto something cold and hard. You could feel the icy surface even through your clothes.

You sat up in an attempt to get away. Just as you did, you managed to catch a glimpse of what was right next to you.

Your brain fizzled and your throat seized. You were caught between a gag and a dry heave. Immediately, you stopped struggling. Hell, not just you. It felt like the entire world stopped.

Your mind seemed to only swim with thought after thought, none of them lingering long enough for you to really dwell on it.

"Cas, I tol' ya' to clean up after y'rself." Emm grabbed your wrists and you couldn't find it in yourself to snatch them back.

Casimir simply shrugged and went somewhere else. Emm was so close to you, locking your wrists into something soft and furry, that you couldn't track where he went.

"Lay down, darl'." She placed her hand on your chest and pushed you down. You followed, eyes still glued on the still figure next to you.

It was Bran. You knew it was him but you weren't sure.

His face was gored beyond recognition. Blood caked around his mouth and his eyes had been carved out. Very clumsily, you mentally noted. As if that mattered. There was so much viscera and splatters everywhere.

Was this what they had planned for you?

You started to struggle again as Emm started buckling your legs down. The straps didn't hurt your wrists at all, unlike how they formed red bleeding welts on Bran's wrists.

"Please, I don't-- I uhm-- oh god--" Tears sprang to your eyes as you tried to kick your legs "I'm sorry-- I'm sorry-- please, don't--"

Despite your fussing, Emm finished buckling you in. "Shhh, don' worry, we won't do nothin' to you that you won't like, hmmm?"

You heard the sound of a cloth or something being waved and then spread out next to you.

You glanced over and Bran had been covered with some medical blanket of some sort. You couldn't help but recognize it from the various medical dramas you've watched. It was what they put over dead bodies.

The gravity of the situation seemed to weigh more and more heavily over you.

The two people you'd fucked only last night, the two people you'd thought you could've had a future with, were going to murder you.

As soon as Casimir finished laying out the cloth over Bran's dead body, he came over to you, scissors in hand. They were odd scissors that looked bent but on purpose. Without saying much else, he started scissoring through your clothes.

"Cas." You whimpered, fear still wracking your body as you tugged and pulled at your restraints.

Casimir didn't even try to look sympathetic. In fact, he looked like he was enjoying the situation a bit too much.

He pressed a kiss against your temple as he pulled the scraps of your clothes off of your now naked body "Why don't you listen to Emm, huh? We won't do anything that'll hurt our little darling."

Just as Casimir mentioned Emm, your eyes darted to her, frantic to find some sort of sympathy or even some weakness you could take advantage of.

Instead, you were met with the image of Emm, her shirt suddenly gone but that lacy bra you'd seen before still on. She was tightening something around her waist, rather sober expression on her face.

You glanced lower down and your entire face flushed searing hot.

She was tightening a harness on and hanging from it was the most intimidating plastic cock you'd ever seen.

Casimir followed your gaze and snickered, breath brushing against your ear "You know, I only get that when I've been especially bad."

The unprompted insight into the couple's sex life only made you even more flustered. Casimir laughed rather meanly at that too before straightening, his job of getting rid of your clothes completely done.

"When did we get these anyway?" Casimir's fingers ghosted over the inside of your arm before nudging against the cuffs that wrapped around your wrists.

"I made 'em myself." Emm got on top of the medical table in one smooth motion, "Didn' wanna hurt our darling's wrists."

Casimir snuck a finger underneath, wiggling it around "Huh, fur-lined and everything. She already loves you more than me."

"Can't say I feel any differently but it still stings." He added jokingly, pressing another kiss against your temple, hand wrapping around your wrist while the other cupped your chin and made you look at him "See? We'll take perfect care if you here."

You honestly didn't know what to say to that. Though it did make your heart flutter, you knew how fucked up your situation was. These two killed your friends.

And you were especially aware of how fucked up it was that you were really turned on.

Emm took your silence for acceptance. At least, that's how it seemed from how the corners of her lips tilted up into a small smile. Though your legs were cuffed, she pulled your thighs up and wrapped them around her waist.

As she did, her plastic cock thumped against your torso, the tip practically reaching your belly button. And it was thick too, heavy against your skin.

Before you could protest or at least beg for mercy, Casimir pressed his lips against yours, bringing your attention back to him.

The kiss was messy, searing, with his tongue slipping in and pressing against yours, his teeth clashing against your lips.

It made your eyes flutter close as you returned the kiss. You fell into it easily, like it was natural to kiss him like that, like there was nothing else that would feel good.

Then, just as suddenly as the kiss started, you felt something wet and cold dribble against your entrance. Your legs jerked, trying to get away from the sensation.

You couldn't get away, though. You were trapped; not just between the couple but also in the cuffs they'd put you in. All you could do was lay there and take whatever they gave you.

Just like last night but even worse.

And give it to you they did. Emm slicked her fingers up and pushed two of them in at once. Her fingers were already pretty thick so having two of them, scissoring inside of you, pressing against your walls, felt like too much.

Your hips jerked and your brain swam. You didn't know whether you were pulling away from her or pushing your hips down to take more of her fingers.

Casimir, on the other hand, kept kissing you, his breath ragged and his grip on your wrist tightening more and more. His free hand traveled to your neck, wrapping around but not choking you.

You didn't know what it was but the gentle caress of it, firm but not too firm, his fingers pressing against the skin above your beating veins, made your heart flutter even more.

"Gonna prep you up to take me, baby." Emm muttered as she pushed in another finger, her hips rutting and the rubber of her cock rubbing against your skin.

"Gonna show you exactly how we'll be taking care of ya' fr'm now on."

[silentcartoonist2018]

Captain Underpants Epilogue AU Chapter 7: Noon

Chapter 7

As he was replacing his red curtains in his office, Mr. Krupp felt like he was almost normal again, thanks to the wet towel he wears around his neck. Sure it made his shirt soaking wet, but it was a necessary sacrifice. 

Before long, it was already noon, all the students are out for recess, the teachers and staff are eating lunch at the staff lounge and Mr. Ree should be arriving at his office with the ring at any moment.

Any moment now….

Aaaany moment….

……..

Mr. Ree was late. Was fixing the ring more difficult than he thought?

….

After a few minutes, Mr. Krupp decided to just walk to Mr. Ree instead.

But when he opened the door, who should arrive but Mr. Ree himself!

“Oh! Uh…” Mr. Krupp stammered.

“What’s with the towel?” asked Mr. Ree.

“Long story. You got the ring fixed?”

“Yeah, about that…”

Those weren’t the words Mr. Krupp wanted to hear.

“There were some components in there that look surprisingly more advanced than they look. So I’m proposing an option where I can give it to you now, but in its basic functioning capacity. I mean, It’s supposed to be a toy ring with flashing lights right?”

“Absolutely not! It has to work just the way it did before with every single part inside it! Otherwise I can’t go back to—well I can’t say it but…Look, all that matters is that I get it fixed to working order no matter what!”

“That’s what I thought you’d might say. So here’s an alternative: You’ll have to wait a little longer till I can get them figured out.”

“How long are we talking about??”

“It depends on how soon I can obtain the right equipment. But it’s gonna be pricey.”

“I’ll pay you! I’ll pay out of pocket!”

“You— what ??”

All of a sudden, Krupp pulled out his wallet. 

“How much do you need?”

“Uh, you don’t—“

“Aw, what the heck. Just take all the bills I have! Everybody uses credit cards anyway! Just get what you need and fix that ring as soon as possible! Ok?”

“Oh…Ok…? Mr. Ree is visibly perplexed at the principal’s sudden act of…something adjacent to “generosity” but doesn’t entirely feel like it, because “desperation” was literally written all over Mr. Krupp’s face.

“Great! Now I’m gonna be busy gathering my composure. My coffee might have made me slightly jittery today. Bye!”

*SLAM!*

And just like that, Mr. Ree was shoved out of the office, door slamming behind him. Mr. Ree stashed away a total of $125, a few loose coins and a stray button into his wallet and went about his day. 

Mr. Krupp proceeded to bang his head against the wall for 15 minutes. He followed it up with primal screaming, some sobbing, occasional stomping on his own toupee, flipping his own desk and cleaning up the papers and supplies that fell out of the drawers.

Up until this point from the start of the day, he had been using all the water in his water cooler just to keep his towel damp. 

He cleared his schedule for an entire day and is barely catching up on paperwork by having Ms. Anthrope slide paper through the door, one at a time, and as silently as possible. Some of the water on his head dripped onto his paperwork and he had to jerry-rig a makeshift drying line for his paperwork in front of his desktop fan. His workload is at a trickle . 

At this rate, he may never get around to functioning as a normal…underpaid jerk of a principal that takes out his problems onto every person around him.

How is he going to spend the rest of the day avoiding people? 

Heck, how is he going to get through the year? The rest of his life??

It was at that point he realized that his towel was no longer damp enough, it stopped raining outside, and he used up all the water in his office. 

So much for barricading all day.

He looked at the clock: 1:15 . 5th period just started not too long ago, so the halls should be empty. 

Mr Krupp grabbed his earbuds and cued up some classical music on his phone. When he poked his head out into the hallway, he could hear a few noisy classrooms nearby and distant footsteps coming from the gymnasium. If he’s lucky, maybe he won’t accidentally run into a student on their way to the same restroom he was going to. 

It’s all should be stupidly simple. 

Down the hallway to his right is the teacher’s lounge. His best option if he wanted to avoid as few classrooms as possible. The only problem is that two other employees are having a late lunch and a very lively conversation. He really didn’t want to talk or accidentally get dragged into a conversation anybody today, so he decided to go to the other side of the corridor towards the boys’ restroom. 

Therein lies another problem: around this time, there were two classrooms that were particularly noisy. 

One was the music classroom (that he had to reopen due to multiple complaints from the PTA), which had a teacher that, as far as Mr. Krupp was aware, tends to snap his fingers a lot while conducting band class. The other classroom, also as far as he’s aware, is in the middle of doing group science projects, which, of course, means noisy students. And if there’s one thing he knows about getting an entire room to quiet down regardless of school subject, it’s usually with a loud voice and a finger snap.

Krupp put his earbuds on and turned up his phone’s volume and stared down a several foot long hallway. It was just him, some century old classical music from a century old musician from Europe—maybe Austria (Disclaimer: it wasn’t Austria), and a slightly stained, somewhat sweat-covered, used face towel from the gymnasium.  

As he picked up the cadence in his step, he was able to make it past the stairway and the secretary’s office. By the time he approached the music room, he turned up the volume on his phone. For a split second, off the corner of his eye, he saw the music teacher snapping his fingers and, much to his relief, he couldn’t hear it. All he had to do was pass the science classroom and he’ll be 5 feet away from the restroom. 

4 feet. 

3 feet. 

2 feet.

His hand finally reached the door when suddenly…

…he felt a tap on his shoulder. 

“AAHH!!”

Quickly he took out his earbuds, “YOU NEARLY GAVE ME A HEAR—oh, Hi, Edith!” Krupp’s tone quickly changed. 

“S-sorry, Principal Krupp!” Edith stammered, reeling from Mr. Krupp’s outburst and then regaining her composure. “I haven’t seen ya all day.”

“Yeah, uh…” Mr Krupp nervously readjusted his toupee. “I was busy. Really busy .”

“Oh, should I come back later—?”

“NO! No, I mean, it’s alright, I just wanted to wash my face real quick, but that can wait! Hehe…” Mr. Krupp blurted out in one breath. 

This was the worst possible time to be meeting with his girlfriend. He desperately wanted to say, “I’m really sorry, but I’m a bit preoccupied right now!” That’s pretty much the most rational thing he could have done.  And yet, he couldn’t say it. 

“You doin’ alright? You look a bit antsy today…and a bit pale.”

“Of course! I was just thirsty and I can’t wait for Mr. Ree to get the rin-I MEAN—an extra cooler, so right now, I’m settling for tap water from the bathroom.”

“Didn’t you just say you were just washin’ your face?”

“Ummm….uhhh……”

“Never mind. Anyhoo, I was lookin’ up places to go for our redo date and-“

“We’re doing a redo date?”

“Of course! I mean, I had a good time last Friday, but everythin’ you planned didn’t go the way you wanted it to go, did it?”

Mr. Krupp grew flustered. “N-no! Don’t worry about—“

“So I’m thinkin’ that since you were the one doin’ all the plannin’ since date one. I think I should…y’know treat you for a change!”

“Oh yeah?” Krupp’s hand stopped pushing against the restroom door. 

“How do you feel about going out of town for a day trip?”

Mr. Krupp raised his eyebrows. “That sounds…pretty interesting, actually. Where do you want to go?”

“So, there’s this museum down in Dayton that has—“

For a split second, it JUST occurred to Mr. Krupp that right behind Edith, he could see through the window to the front of the science classroom, mentioned previously. He could have sworn he heard the sound of children talking amongst themselves, followed by the teacher speaking noticeably louder. Through the same window, he could see a silhouette of the teacher’s hand. However small it was the shape was unmistakable: a hand cocked upward with a thumb and middle finger pressed together. Right before they—

SNAP!

If not for the fact that he was inside an elementary school (and in front of Edith), he’d be screaming out as many curse words as possible right now.

……………………………………

Falling face-down on the floor, Krupp had returned to the mindscape again.

“Yet another case of bad timing, Benny?” Wiseguy taunted whilst jotting down a sixth tally mark on a passing chalkboard that quickly vanished back into oblivion.

Krupp proceeded to bang his fists on the floor. “I WAS BEING CAREFUL TOO!!!”

“And yet you still got tripped up by your girlfriend.”

As he was getting up, Krupp suddenly heard Edith’s voice. 

He looked around behind the EGO booth to see the same floating screen out on the water. It was still focused on Edith's face and Edith was still looking at him. Yet somehow, she doesn’t seem to look like she noticed that he fell under another trance again. But aside from that, something much more important stuck out to him. Krupp could definitely recognize the tone of Edith’s voice, but to him it sounded, really, really, REALLY muffled.

“I can’t understand her? No….NonononoNONONO!!!!”

Quickly, Krupp grabbed Wiseguy by the shoulders, shaking him with great intensity. “I’m getting a second chance for our date! She was going to tell me where she wanted to go and now I can barely make out anything she says?? WHAT SORCERY IS THIS ?”

“H-hey! Shake any harder and you’ll— whoop . There it goes.”

Too angsty to react to the fact that he shook Wiseguy’s head off, Krupp immediately turned back to the EGO door to bang on it in hopes of getting this “other person”’s attention. But before he could shriek “ YOU JERK! GIMMIE BACK MY BODY!! ” to the person he assumes is behind the EGO door….

“…. ….. …….. ……..!”

He heard another person’s extremely muffled voice. Something much louder and closer than Edith’s.

“……….?”

“… … …? … …… ..…..~!”

It would be one thing if Edith was having a one-sided conversation with him, but it’s another when he could actively see vague shapes of his hands entering and leaving his field of vision and seeing his vision bobbing up and down as if he were agreeing to something…. 

“There we go,” Wiseguy grunted as he reattached his head. “Crazy how you can still understand the tone of a conversation even though you can’t understand it word-for-word, huh? Whatever it is, it sounds pretty lively.”

As much as Krupp wanted to deny it no matter how much his blood turned cold, no matter how chilly his spine became….

…….that voice was unmistakable. 

“ Holy mashed avocado sauce !” Krupp said in disbelief, clasping his metaphysical hands on top of his metaphysical head. “That’s my voice, isn’t it!? A-am I actually responding to her? I-I’m answering her and I can’t even hear what I’m saying?? God! I don’t have any control over what I’m saying to her either! WHAT AM I EVEN—!?”

Krupp started to notice something in Edith’s expression. There was something drastically different about the way she looked at him. 

The glimmer in her sky-blue eyes seemed to shine brighter. She looked so much happier. She was even blushing and even looked like she was flirting with him!

When he heard his own and Edith’s voice’s muffled laughter, Krupp started to clench his fists.

Wiseguy peered over Krupp’s shoulder. “Your rant got suddenly quiet.”

“I’ve….never seen her look at me that way before…Not since our first anniversary date.” Krupp said, with a bitter tone. “It’s infuriating …”

“I don’t suppose you’re feeling jealous of yourself are you?”

Krupp’s eyes widened, as if he came to a sudden realization. “Hey, clown. If this is what it feels like when the other guy is in control. Is it the same when I’m in control? You must have met him.”

“Quite a bold hypothesis, Mr. Krupp.” Wiseguy grinned slyly.

Krupp turned towards the clown looking straight at his eyes. “You must at least know who this guy is, right? Who is he ?”

“I’d love to tell you….but sadly, my knowledge is only as good as yours…. somewhat . But even if I did know, where’s the fun in spoiling it when you should take the satisfaction in finding out yourself?”

There was a long pause. More laughter in the background seemed as if it was mocking Krupp.

Before Krupp could say “That sounds like a sorry excuse for saying that you’re just lazy”, that same mysterious force yanked him back through the EGO door. Not too long after, a shadowy figure tumbled out in Krupp’s place, with his elongated shroud trailing behind.

“You sounded like you had a good time.” Wiseguy said to the shadow.

The shadow only grinned in response.

………………..

When the principal came back to his senses, Edith was hugging him rather tightly. Somehow, he felt a slight drop of water on top of his head directly under what appeared to be a crack in the ceiling. His toupee felt like it slid out of place, and his tie felt slightly loose…but miraculously his clothes were still intact!

“Thanks, Principal Krupp!” Edith said excitedly. “We’re gonna have a great Saturday!”

“Uh, yeah! Looking forward to it!” Mr. Krupp answered sheepishly. “Uh…just so we’re clear, can you go over it again just one more time?”

“Huh? But I just explained it 3 times already.”

Whoever this other guy is, he’s a complete moron!! Krupp thought begrudgingly.

Mr. Krupp’s face turned red. “Right…never mind.”

“Oh! Let me text you the directions to the museum and the place we’re gonna eat.” 

LUCKY! Mr. Krupp thought, trying to resist the urge to pump his fist in the air. “That’s great! I’ll commit them to memory!”

“You’re the best,“ Edith said, beaming. “ See ya tomorrow!”

Edith turned back towards the cafeteria to restock food. Krupp just smiled blankly and waved. After a few minutes, Krupp started to walk back towards his office, looking down at his texts from Edith. They were directions to a science museum and an evening farmer’s market. The museum felt like a wild card, but he’s looking forward to the farmer’s market. He’s never been to one as a customer before.

As Krupp entered Ms. Anthrope’s office, he suddenly noticed something rotten in the air that seemed to come from his office. When he walked in, the smell led him to the wastebasket next to his desk where some flies were flying around. Buried under a layer of crumpled paper was a particularly rotten half of an unusually large potato, along with what looked like wires attached to it.

“Who dumped this trash in my office?” The principal wondered.

……………………………………………..

Extra Chapter: An Entry From Someone’s Journal

Friday was a disaster. 

It was bad enough that I lost my Project Friday morning, but it was even worse when I found it. On (SCRIBBLED) HIS desk. A whole summer’s worth of tinkering away in the cave, reduced to proverbial ashes. The outer casing had melted into a puddle and the pieces I salvaged after it hardened still had pieces of wood. Not good especially if I wanted to recycle it back into filament in case a rebuild was warranted. I wonder if there’s a video out on the web showing how to “purify” used PLA?

Something to think about later. Right now, I’ll need to focus on retrieving as many of the important parts as soon as possible. Otherwise, I’m rolling everything back by 14 months. 

Time’s running out….

To-do List:

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Distract Mr. Ree

Find Mr. Ree’s office!

-Devlog entry No. 72., Operation: Still Yet-To-Be-Named.

[luetta]

i'm going back to what 16 year old me used to do in full swing i think. type to myself on dead forums. wanna know a story about me? i used to post on that nazi reddit alternative website voat. for years. not anything political, i just made a subreddit that was my username and made posts everyday about how obsessed i was about a girl called rebekah in the grade above me. i never talked to her a single time in my life. she was just pretty. hundreds of posts. eventually randoms on the website found my posts through the new section and started commenting how creepy i was. and then i guess i referred to myself as a waitress and they started thinking i was a girl who had a lesbian crush. of course i did nothing to disavow that notion. and then when i was with my friend finlay in class, i was on a school provided laptop, seeing what the suggested autocomplete web searches for a, b, c, etc were. and when i looked up 'v' it came up with 'voat [my username]. i guess on this laptop sometime before i had searched it up. i begged him not to look it up and deleted it all the moment i got home but he just went on internet archive and essentially held this blackmail over my head for about 3 months. at the end of high school finlay wasnt popualr in our group (there was always someone who was the cyberbullied person of the day in our group.) and i honestly did a fucking asshole thing. i always say that i was nice and just a victim of this mean group but i did this thing, which completely undoes all that. there was a barbeque for the entire grade on a saturday, school organised but essentually our own thing. in the discord finlay was wondering whether to come, lots of us were there already. i said that there was barely anyone here lol. and that was a complete lie. i lied and made him miss this event for no reason other than to dogpile on him. that night everyone was fighting and i chimed in and he told everyone about my voat account and also about how we had accidentally discovered each other in a league of legends erotic roleplay discord server. so yeah that was fun. i refused to talk to him for like 2 years lol. anyways. the point of this is to say. that im gonna start doing that again i think. post a bunch of stream of consciousness text posts of angst and self loathing and envy and hatred. cus i feel like shit and that's my self harm. im too much of a pussy to do anything else when i feel like shit. i just sit on the computer and make myself feel worse. this can be my self therapy. getting my thoughts out instead of letting them fester inside my brain forever. i can't be fucked going to therapy properly. it doesnt help cus idk how to articulate anything properly. ill get asked whats wrong and ill be like. i dont know. and honestly thats barely a lie. i dont fucking know whats wrong with me. i know that there is something wrong with me, but i dont know the reason why ive turned out like this. im just a fucking weirdo i think. i literally thought that i wasnt a creep anymore after transitioning, that i figured it out. but nope. im still a fucking creep, thinking about girls that i know, obsessing about them. urgh. i feel like. i've fucked my transition up. i fucked up the choices that i didn't know were choices and now im someone i don't want to be. i just want to be someone else but thats not possible because the person that i am, currently, isn't someone that can be someone else. i know that you can just change who you are ! you can do new things and stop doing old things. you can be someone else. but i just cant. i try but i just always circle back to this. uninteresting blob of a person. who does nothing except sit in their room and wish they were someone else. an uninteresting blob of envy. that's all i am and will ever be, i feel. and that sucks. i dont want to be that, but there's nothing else i can do about that. im too uninteresting and unadventurous and afraid to reach out and form connections to people that i wanna. cus thats how you change as a person. by being with other people. you slowly give each other parts of yourself

[goofyjelly]

I'm about to watch Star Trek TAS , Yesteryear, Ive heard vague things about this, I'll post thoughts here :

EDIT B4 I POST THIS : // omfg this post turned out so much longer than anticipated, so I'm putting it under the cut lmao //

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Sjdkjskd omfg it's off-putting how soft their voiceovers are; it sounds like they're recording in a closet and they don't want their parents to hear 😭

That's not even a complaint cus I'm eating this show up regardless

AMANDA AND SAREK DIVORCED IN THE ALTERNATE TIMELINE 💀 SAREK REMARRIED 💀💀💀

Spock's "Teddy Bear" 🥺

I don't even want to get into how weird the Time Travel mechanics are in this show- if I get into it I'll never stop so it's best just to ignore it lmao

Spock really just went Ah yes. I am your cousin. I will never see you again.

Friendly reminder: this was shown on Saturday morning cartoons ✨✨✨. So children witnessed Kid Spock choosing to mercy kill his pet.

along with Grown Up Spock having Father Issues™

Sarek telling his SON that if he fails him , he isnt a true Vulcan at all, prompting Spock (AT SEVEN YEARS OLD) to go on a POINTLESS SUICIDE MISSION to the top of a giant mountain. A MISSION THAT WOULD HAVE AND SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN HIM KILLED! the only reason he doesn't die is because Time Travel Spock saves himself!!!!!

Spock has to know that asking Sarek to try and ' better understand his son ' is pointless. Like, he has to know, but he still asks him to anyways! Because he's standing in front of his child self KNOWING that he almost died trying to both fit into society and prove himself worthy to his father.

Okay now I'm going down a mental Spock rabbit hole that ultimately has me thinking of Spock choosing to attend Starfleet rather than the VSA.

Like, I dont think Spock ever really had any problems with standing against his father, but THAT DECISION was DIFFERENT!!!! IT CAUSED, LIKE, A TWENTY YEAR RIFT BETWEEN THEM!!!!

So Spock just wants his father to UNDERSTAND.

Because Sarek is a very intelligent individual, like, this is known. And he is known to be extremely stubborn , but it doesn't seem like he is willing to emphasize with his son.

HE SAYS IT HIMSELF IN THIS EPISODE!!! it's either the human way, or the Vulcan way. No cuts no buts no coconuts!!! But in a very physiological way, Spock will always have both ways!

It seems to me here that Sarek and most of Vulcan don't know what to make of Spock. Even the Vulcan healer recognizes Spock likely because he's OneOfAKind in a sense- like, Oh it's the half breed kid.

He will always be "too emotional" for Vulcans and "not emotional enough" for Humans, even though THATS NOT TRUE!!! All Vulcans have emotions , but because Spock's human heritage is public knowledge, everyone pays close attention to any even perceived portrayal of feeling; even if that portrayal is normal Vulcan behavior.

Oop the rabbit hole in my brain is going DEEPER , GUYS STAY WITH ME

thinking about how Spock:

went from Vulcan, where they treated him differently cus he was too human and had human blood

TO STARFLEET. Of course there is likely prejudice against non-humans, but he is a Vulcan to everyone there.

Like, on TOS he's teased for his human side, but surely he's perceived as nothing less than a Vulcan to his human co-workers. If someone is referring to him , (I can't think of any natural scenario y'all bear w me) they'd say 'oh , this is Spock, he's Vulcan' (unless it's like a medical emergency type thing).

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I am so normal about this I swear-

Pfff, anyways... Moving on from That.

This was a really great episode to watch. It gave more info on Spock's upbringing and different Vulcan traditions and how Spock was treated as a kid. 8.5/10 on the scale that I just made up just now.

[astarionsknife]

Just saw the MLB movie so here are some of my first thoughts!!!

Warning for spoilers ⚠️

So first things first, it was beautiful. The style and animation looked gorgeous and I'm so happy for this upgrade. It was a joy to look at. The new models and sceneries are amazing and it really felt more like Paris. I so wish we could've had the series like this but I understand how expensive this would get so I don't blame them.

Secondly this is clearly an alternate version. It doesn't follow the canon from the series and has a whole different plot. Personally I loved this. The issues that the series has story wise got kinda fixed. Mostly the pacing and the relationship square. I also love how they handled Gabriel/Hawkmoth here. He felt like a decent villain but also a hurt and lost man. And yes he was very hot.

My main complaint with he movie would be it being a musical. The musical parts were very hit or miss. Some parts were beautifully done and really added to see the characters emotions. I saw the movie in my native tongue (Dutch) which made the music songs kind of cringe but I imagine that in English and French it definitely sounds better. Some songs felt too filler like and didn't seem to move the story along. Or were at moments that just didn't fit.

Idk how they'll handle the sequel now that Marinette and Adrien know they are ladybug and chat noir plus they ended up together at the end. We do seem to get a possible sequel based on the ending scene with Nathalie in which I assume she will be the next villain using the peacock miraculous.

To talk more about the characters. I very much lived for Alya. Her screentime was limited but she still managed to steal the show in every shot she got. I even felt like they did Chloe's character much better here. She is still a meangirl for sure, but with Marinette standing up to her much earlier it felt much more balanced. I hope in the next movie we'll get to see the others more cus now it was very limited. The focus really was on ladybug and chat noir. Barely even Adrien tbf.

Lastly I have to say that the score of the movie was very good. It takes a lot for me to notice a score without having to pay attention but they made it really fit in and still let it shine without seeming too bombastic or over the top.

All in all I think the movie was a good move from Zag and I hope they continue this. It seems they are heavily planning to go the superhero franchise route with having different universes based on our heroes. This movie was a solid 8 for me but ofc I've been a fan of the show since the first trailer ever released. So take it with a grain of salt.

Really hoping to see more like this from Zag in the future. Thomas really redeemed himself in this movie.

[silvershayde]

Sharing cus tbh I feel lonely rn and I'm very confused? Feeling s bit uninspired

So today (last day of classes before mid term break) I had an eye appointment and they said my eyes produce less tears, Haven't read up on it but they also mentioned technology and how it causes headaches

I'm almost done with school so I actually have soooooooo much free time sans the studying I gotta do, but I also wanne reduce my technology usage cus I have a crippling dependency ever since I had to revise my other hobbies to not get out of track with classes, but just thinking of picking up those hobbies again feels daunting and like, I won't be able to feel the love I had for them which makes me sad :(

I already crochet and have books to draw in, but writing for fic has always been online cus it's just easier to save and preserve my writing that way (plus more secure in my case) than to write ideas in a book and run the risk of them getting lost. But I really wanna cut down tech usage so instead of just writing out the plot in full I'll use paper and pen to write out the outline of my story plots and then make notes of the misadventures or side quests the characters go through and the characteristics of the characters

Honestly, I'm talking about this to someone else cus I kinda want an alternative perspective? I realised that school has made me so dependent on someone telling me what to do and I hate it, so I wanna try and practice independence more, especially planning how I wanna do my hobbies

okay, so as someone who has written stories both online and physically in a book, i was more productive writing it down on paper. sadly i did lose the book, but that was more because i did move around quite a bit when i was younger and it was hectic and not because of negligence on my part (then again i am also known for losing things but usually i eventually find them. and i actually don't know if i would read it back or not i was like 12 when i wrote it lolol)

I don't know too much about less tears can do to your eyes other than your more prone to have irritation and straight up scratches on the eyeball (i know this because my optician told me i had this but then didn't tell me what to do about it - still haven't done anything about it but i know eyedrops help)

honestly do what you truly think is best for you. if you're struggling with what to choose i suggest doing a pros and cons list and put em side by side. that's what i do when i'm truly indecisive and other's opinions don't really help. but! i will say that even if indecisive and asking others opinions, usually you lowkey know deep down what you wanna do and all it takes is someone else's thought process to know if you would fully go for it.

if you wanna cut down tech usage, instead of going cold turkey and making it harder for yourself, use night shift/night light (or whatever is your device/phone's equivalent) so you can reduce blue light at night. I know that androids have this black and white thing that gets enabled at a time for you. ALSO!! i cannot stress this, disable notifications. You'd be surprised about how much less you'd go on apps and stuff when notifs be off. But this is all the stuff that's worked for me personally, you can try these out to see if they work.

eye strain is a very real thing. technology/screens/whatever are usually what causes this and even looking away from a screen and doing something else can make it worse if it gets that bad. when you start to get that annoying thing at the back of your eyes or you feel a light ache around your eyes, know your slowly starting to experience eye strain and you need to relax them. having dry eyes i think make it worse because of the scratching/irritation it can cause and because if your eyes are dry enough, your ability to BLINK would start to get affected. and that's just a long day

about your other hobbies, i get it feeling daunting if you havent dabbled in a while, i feel it whenever i get back to drawing after a long while. all i can say to that is slowly ease yourself back into doing it. start small, because if you go in acting as if there has been no time between the last time you've participated in your hobbies, you could start being overly harsh on yourself if it isn't going as smooth as you wanted. but trying it out, is better than not at all. and it'd help reduce screen time

[nasuversekinkmeme]

Weekly roundup: prompts

Kara no Kyoukai

Shiki Ryougi using the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception for mundane purposes.

Tsukihime

incest tw, ntr, Shiki/Kohaku explicitly framed as them cucking Hisui and Akiha

Kohaku and Hisui taking drugs together to deal with the Difficulties.

Hisui makes a horrifying discovery about the true nature of the "robots" that are named after her and look suspiciously like her. But on the bright side, it looks like Hisui #47 has more sisters than she thought.

Worried about Shiki's health after he's been bedridden for a couple of days, Akiha is told by Kohaku that Shiki'd contracted a terminal case of sugondeese. Akiha doesn't get the joke and goes around trying to find anyone who can help in complete earnestness.

Fate/Stay Night

smut, EMIYA gets fingerblasted by Artoria while getting his fat slutty tits milked for weeks on end.

Emiya "Ah yes I choose to go by no name instead of my actual name because I hate my name I MEAN FOR TACTICAL REASONS TACTICAL ONES" Shirou has her egg forcibly cracked.

ntr, Saber/Issei framed as both of them cucking Shirou.

EMIYA getting brainwashed and forcefemmed, becomes clingy and dependent to the perpetrator (maybe a master with bigger physique, any gender is fine) AAAHHH i really want to fill this myself but just typing this makes me really embarassed

smut, Fourth Holy Grail War Servant Orgy expressly framed as cucking the Masters and the Holy Grail War itself.

smut, All the Cus show up and consensually gangbang Shirou to death.

smut, guro, Sakura cuts off Shirou's legs, slices his belly open, smashes his testicles before rebuilding them with magic and then proceeds to clone herself so that she could have an ero-guro gangbang with the one she loves more than anything else.

smut, Cock worship feat. Saber's micropenis. Doesn't matter who the worshipper(s) is.

smut, Mordred fucking Guinevere with her giant cock while Artoria watches it while she is tied to the wall, crying with her pathetic micro penis exposed while her wife screams in pleasure

Merlin gives Artoria a micro penis.

We need more of that EMIYA Archer/Saber Artoria goodness, no preference on if its fgo/fsn/fha or fluff or smut as long as Saber loves him for the man he is rather than the boy he was.

smut, Might I ask for Saber and Rin having what starts out as slow tender wedding night lovemaking, and what ends up being Saber breeding Rin hard and fast, because however much they love each other, Rin is impatient, and Saber is needy.

Fate/Zero

a prompt about Iri, Saber and Kiritsugu expressly framed as cucking but nobody can figure out WHOS GETTING CUCKED. (its none of them, theyre all just morons)

I would like some fluff with Iri and Saber as married with Illya and Shirou as their children. Kiritusugu still visits and he stays with the kids during weekends and half of summer vacations, any further details is up to the author

Prisma Illya Kaleid Liner

vamp illya biting miyu, sfw.

Fate/Apocrypha

Sieg is literally cardboard. No questions asked.

smut, Problem: Thanks to the legends about his prowess, Astolfo's dick is big enough that he can't actually get it fully hard without passing out under normal circumstances; he fucks like a champion when possible, but the energy needed is too much for most to provide. Solution: Well, Sieg was made to be a magical energy battery, after all...

Fate/Extra

Hakuno and Rin in any context where they're not doomed by the narrative.

smut, Via some magecraft fuckery Nero's body temporarily changes into that of her evil alternate universe counterpart (mobile 3rd ascension draco) and her wives Hakunon and Tamamo try very hard not to spontaneously combust from lust on the spot

smut, Tamamo no Mae takes advantage of her shapeshift skill, grows a dick, and knots her Master.

Fate/Grand Order

the last scene of Lord Melloi II Case Files where Waver talks with Iskandar in his dream, except its Gudako and Romani

Guda + his partner where they are doomed by the narrative, angst

Olga in her last moments after defeating ORT looks at Ritsuka, she remembered, she remembered everything, she finally realized who she was, before becoming a beast, but its too late, again she is about to disappear and lose everything she worked so hard for

Since all hope is lost for Sita this time around I would like someone to find Rama collapsed (either drunk or just out of depression) and lead him back to his room. Some reminiscing on his wife if possible

Smut, Draco seeing Hakunon after so long shows affection the only way the beast of depravity could, by making Hakunon unleash her load inside her until her maestro's ball are empty

Medb and Emiya are sent to scout a new small singularity together, Emiya keeps getting annoyed at Medb complaining and Medb thinks Emiya is just a boring old man. Through their scouting mission they end up talking about their times alive, getting in trouble and getting to know each other. The girl who desired to be saved by a hero turned into a tyrant, and the boy that wanted to save others and become a hero, now nothing more than a machine. I think they compliment each other so well

medea is on her way back from picking up more craft material for her figure making hobby when she runs into mandricardo, she looks at this teenaged 30 year old man quivering with anxiety and decides hes cute in a mildly pathetic way and decides to take the sopping wet kitten of a man home, maybe its just her having a slight thing for stupid pathetic men but maybe she can help him with that

[baobhan sith voice] mash kyrielight did you fuck my mother

Gudako/Gorgon with some awesome size difference going on (or even edging into macro/micro) Gudako having her large and (terrifyingly) beautiful snirlfriend worshipping her tiny little Master :3

a more vore based version of SERAPH? Meltryllis having to watch as Kiara swallows Guda right in front of her, before being stuffed down the Beast's throat shortly after...

Smut, Ishtar getting her dick sucked by Gudako (or any other girl) and not paying attention to the time. Right when she hits her climax, the sun dips below the horizon, leaving Ereshkigal the one in charge of the body mid-orgasm.

Gorgon voring Robin Hood... Maybe Robin trying to shoot his shot romantically, and Gorgon deciding he's better off as a snack than a date.

Cleopatra/Caesar, preferably some smut with how Caesar historically loved to bottom

After finally ending the lostbelt saga all of chaldea and the servants make a celebration party that goes out of control.

Ritsuka and Cupid Caren being shippers hiding in trashcans to watch dates and matching up servant couples during valentine

Mash and Romani father daughter time! Maybe have him showing her his favorite movies

Tepeu gets DRUGGED

FGO again but tumblr has a character limit for bullet points and I can't trim the prompts any further so I'm splitting it in half

Gudako finally gets sick of Mandricardo’s constant whining and admits she thinks he’s worthless compared to most servants, and that she’s sick of hearing a middle aged man wallow in self pity

smut, boudica turning Nero into her cockslut

Modern AU, Gudako convices Draco to go on a date with her, draco being a cool rock musician

smut, Milf battle. Raikou and Tiamat fighting over Ritsuka. Wrestling, fight fucking, mommy kink.

Vinci Rider is kept awake at night by Vinci Caster loudly fucking Gudao (thinking they’re just wrestling or jumping on the bed)

Slight change of the rules of Chaldea is made so that rather than Arturia Lancer being her own person summoned separately, she's just Saber's mind in a different class container due to experimental magics. She also runs from the labs to Ishtar's room and tells her to put Rin in the driver's seat because Damn Rin, look how much my alter-ego was compressing into her breastplate. Breastplay/envy from both Rin and Ishtar follow, Arturia enjoys being taller and so on.

Tepeu and Kijyo become dinosaur friends

smut, guro, I want Medea to fuck Yan Qing, kill him, cut off his dick and walk around with his dick in her coochie for a week before she brings him back to life and tries to escalate from there.

I want Ritsuka to see Goetia using Romani body and going ballistic, punching the fucker until someone stops her because they know she is kill gonna him given the chance

AU where Flauros somehow got amnesia right after taking over Lev Lainur, causing the demon pillar to believe he's the human he's possessing

smut, how tf could Xiang Yu get pegged by his wife ?

It is Mother's day in Chaldea, and Ritsuka has now to make a party for all of their mom, wich are Da Vinci, Sheba, Raikou, Emiya, Tiamat, Dodrinya, Katou Danzo, Iri, Europa, Helena and Goredolf

smut, ntr, Ntr plot with Yu Mei Ren but the entire time she just complains about how Xiang Yu has a better cock and is nicer in bed, with an annoyed tone of voice.

Ok so in Pokemon, Ninetails (kitsune pokemon with, well, nine tails) has a pokedex entry that states that touching their tails leads to a curse. Anyway we take that, apply to Tamamo, ritsuka doesnt know the legend, and starts brushing her tail one day and unfortunately its curse of being horny. Tl;dr: touch tail get smashed by fox wife. Ritsuka wakes up dehydrated and exhausted the next day.

The GUDAGUDA Gang at Walmart, causing so much chaos. From arguments, fights, to even trying to get snacks on the highest shelf and causing the damn thing to fall-

Despite her best efforts, Barghest feels her instincts to devour her Master beginning to overpower her. The last thing she sees before she loses control is her Master pinned to a wall, looking up at her with a worried expression. When she wakes up the next day, she immediately despairs over what she did, only for her Master to pop up next to her. He comforts her and reassures her that she didn't hurt him, and he won't allow her to hurt him.

Blackbeard, Musashi, and Hokusai face punishment for being creeps towards children

U-olga getting summoned in Olympus rewritten to not just be a joke scene about how short and incompetent Olga is

smut, One of the lancer Artorias going for a horseback ride with Gudako. Except also Gudako is riding her huge dragon dick the whole way.

Guda being lovey dovey with Beast Nero and tiamat cockblocking them at every opportunity

smut, mozart being dommed by salieri and marie antoinette uwu

Castoria's dreams about Saber framed as cucking Knocknarea.

Guda gets to go Postal. Let them have an insane day. Attack people. Probably not any Chaldean staff but I think the servants can take it. Have an incredibly violent psychotic break in a singularity/lostbelt even. Use a badger as a weapon.

Dark Young Ritsuka is big and fluffy and a horrible abomination against nature whose mind is on the edge of sanity. How does everyone else react?

Guda secretly uses a command spell Nemo forcing him to take them to the imaginary numbers space where he suspects a certain someone is. Now knowing it is possible for him to make a contract with a Beast he plans on finding Olga, becoming her master and bringing her back to Chaldea, even if it means becoming an enemy of the human Order. Sadly for them, Alaya does not take this betrayal well and despite all their effort, it ends with Guda and Olga both dying fighting an army countless of servants in each other's arms

Wakchan/U-Olgamarie. Fluff or smut, I just want my dinoman to make the director happy.

Would It be possible to get Yu Mei Ren teaching Gudako to pole dance? (Yu's summer variant very much seems to confirm she knows how, based on her animations). Not intended to be Gudako/Yu, not a fan of NTR in the first place, but if the writer wants to make it some kind of Erotic that's up to them.

Crossover

Led by a transmission in the immediate aftermath of the Earth's bleaching, the remnants of Chaldea reach Baldanders, and are greeted by Sion Eltnam Sokaris, the last remaining member of the Atlas Institute and adoptive daughter of its director... alongside her wife, Riesbyfe Stridberg, a former captain of Knights of the Holy Church.

Crossover fic! Raikou FGO and Raikou Nioh 2 fuck!

Satsuki Yumizuka/Yu Mei-ren as a ship! preferably SFW

I just think heaven's hole demonic bodhisattva kiara sessyoin(fate go/extra) should meet with 'Throughout Heaven and earth, I alone am the honored one' satoru gojo(jujutsu kaisen). they should talk. they should fight. they should have hate sex. i want to see kiara tear through this man with her words and hands. maybe her demonic pillars as well

Mikya, Shirou, Shiki and Hakuno have a nice chat about their apocalyptically strong wives. Meanwhile Ryougi, Sakura, Arcueid and Beast Nero are having a small scale war to see who among them has the best husband

Guda and Beast Nero go on a double date with Hakuno and Normal Nero

smut, With new developments of FGO, Nero Beast has revealed her adult form and that who guided her to us was Hakuno. So after all that suffering she endured or girl deserve to be smashed by both Hakuno and Guda to relieve her stress!

Tepeu just hanging out in Tohno mansion in general, being a good guest to the household, still a dinosaur.

lumine & gudako should get together and have a few beers while they bitch about their brother/ male counterpart keeps hogging the spotlight.

Someone please make a Umineko/Fate crossover

Any fandom

Need more tentacles! Preferably with Gudako! Or Eresh! Or Mash! Or Shuten! Or any of the female cast!

Regardless of the paths they take, of the sacrifices they make, they always find comfort in each other. [Hurt/Comfort] (Shirou variants/Saber variants) No harem, but could reuse characters if doing them at a separate instances of time. Technically asking for a series of different Shirou/Saber pairings, but can also just be one pairing because that's a tall order. Would prefer to see at least Salter/Demiya (Or Edgemiya, whichever naming you prefer) because there's a lack of content for them.

Heartwarming Body Horror. I want a character's inhuman condition to be described, how much they're a monster in the shell of human form, really playing up the unnatural traits. Then I want another character to see all that and go "I love you." and give 'em a hug and kisses and maybe lewds. Shoot me in the feels.

Characters of your choice getting stuck in a cabin together with a storm outside

Pancakes lmao

[gyutopia]

hiii!! i was the anon that did the bh review! im glad you liked it! ^^ i hope you have a great day too :>

butttt im here to say a bit more ! 😣 i really loved both bh and og and im definitely a yapper,, i hope this isnt too much.

first im a bit confused as to why Anyone would want to bash jw's character-- judging off the last two anon asks but i think thats the same person. im still proud of my decision to label jw as mature, he loved and cared for yn really well, so i know why he reacted the way he did. i personally think he opened yn's eyes, bringing her into a new world so that she wouldnt have to stay in her same mindset. that night of the party, when they first met, im really glad he stayed with yn in the hospital. that was such a nice gesture considering the fact he could see yn needed somebody. he stayed by her side in og and i respect him for that. jay made me mad when he said "you dont know shit" because, how would anyone besides jake and his friends 'know shit' if jake just left with no explanation, not even a text back. i found it pathetic how jakes character felt guilt, and then chose substance abuse. i appreciate the fact he flew back home for yn, though.. even though she wasnt there. maybe the only reason why im mad at the substance abuse is cus i know people that have detached themselves from me and life in general because of that, but i partly understand jake. im glad he was aware of what his behavior caused for yn, and he was definitely shocked but he couldve handled it better. this isnt towards you as the writer but more to jakes character: theres so many other healthy alternatives to drinking/smoking. i know it was for an escape though, and im thankful jay told him to stop. back to jk's bday- yn & her friends had every right to act the way they did. it just made me confused why jk had seen yn in that state, but still decided to spam her texts.. if he only did it at the sudden appearance of her, what held him back from doing it any other time? (rhetorical question, ik the reason) when yn suddenly went to jk in bh, i somewhat understood what she could've been feeling. its hard to forgive someone that goes back to a person that they know isnt good/hurt them, but a lot of people dont take attachment into consideration. yn grew up with jake. of course she'd go back to him if she wasnt in the right mindset. and again, jw acted very maturely. how could yn just get up and go to the exact man she said she got over? (rhetorical question) i like that jw didnt forgive her immediately, and i Loved that he pushed yn away when she came crying about what jake had said when they had kbbq. im glad jw noticed all the negative traits of yn, and its great that he made yn aware of them. he acted like a true man in bh. and when he said something along the lines of "he (jake) doesnt know you like i do," i think that was eye-opening. it really made yn realize jake is in the past. i feared yn would choose jake in the beginning but jw's words were very impactful.

this is way longer than i thought oopsiee! i hope its okay im saying more. a lot slipped my mind as i wrote though so i might be back with something else

omg don’t apologize i love your thoughts!! keep them coming hehe <3

i agree with everything you said 100%!! jungwon from the start only cared for y/n,,,,he didn’t have to sit in the hospital with her, didn’t have to stick around after and love her the way he did. as for jay you’re saur right bestie, he was picking a fight for no reason bc like you said how would they know?? jake didn’t even bother to respond to a single text so truthfully y/n + her friends had every right to be mad

jake definitely could’ve had better better coping mechanisms,,,,i think he really just wanted to forget because he knew deep down he couldn’t do much to fix what he had done so he leaned into drinking and smoking to help him forget/numb the loss of his best friend.

yes !!! jake and y/n were friends for 10 years, they saw each other at different stages of life and he was the only friend she had growing up which is why it stung even more when he left,,,she had to watch her classmates go to the movies together, senior events and grad parties while she was alone. obviously she’s going to go running back the second jake shows up. he’s all she’s ever known.

i really had to make sure jungwon was standing on business bc if he forgave her right away she would have continued to take him for granted and there would have been no character development. it was honestly so satisfying to write jungwon pushing her away when she came crying 😭 i think him telling her jake doesn’t know her anymore is what did it for her too, especially since he said it after jake sent the flowers

[vldvoltroncrap]

So I’m Re-watching Voltron cus I clearly hate myself and….is it just me or did it seem like the creators were really pushing a Shiro-Allura romance. Like I never took Lance seriously as a romantic partner for Allura because it was played off as a complete joke until the last season and Shiro just seemed to fit. Before I knew Adam existed I legit thought it was gonna be Shero and Allura, Keith and Lance, Hunk and Shea, and I didn’t see anyone with pidge because she felt too young (that changes when Rommel is introduced). Just…here’s a brief rundown on how I thought the whole thing was gonna go before the last season that just make it make more sense.

So in the beginning I really only saw Lance and Keith and Shiro and Allura (Hunk had Shea but I could also see him just chillin)

Axia gets introduced and I can see Keith and Axia as the story progressed so both keith and Axia and Keith and Lance made sense to me

Enter Rommel and I could see her with Pidge or Lance. This is after Pidge has developed and grown more mature and I think they just complement each other even though they have few scenes to back this up. Much like how Lance foils Keith Rommel kinda foils Pidge in a way that is refreshing to see.

I hated Allura and Lotor for the soul purpose of what they did to Lotor and literally them making Allura basically racist until she started dating him. However the relationship did make sense story wise so I will give them that

I saw Allura with Shiro until the point where Shiro dies and is replaced with a clone after that it’s just void (and I think Shiro should’ve stayed dead but that’s another rant).

I have a whole rant about how much I hate Adam as a character but love him as a concept. I don’t think he fits with shero but I 100% believe Shiro is either bi or gay

But yeah I feel if they would have kept the whole thing had us see Adam die then show Shiro and Allura getting closer together the we could jump to a future relationship. (No I don’t think Allura should’ve “died” because just why?) Keith and Lance could develop a little more together hunk and shea could get to know each other more Rommel and Pidge (maybe) could start dating. I think with that Shiro gets a grieving period while also allowing him to move on (or of course, alternatively shiro could’ve just STAYED DEAD)

[fadebolt]

Personal Waterfront Facility room rankings:

1 - C02 (9/10) 2 - D06 (8/10) 3 - F01 (7/10) 4 - TOWER10 (7/10) 5 - B02 (7/10) 6 - A04 (6/10) 7 - C01 (6/10) 8 - WALL02 (5/10) 9 - EDGE02 (4/10) 10 - BRIDGEEND (3/10)

Extra comment: Despite what the numbers show, this was actually pretty difficult, as I feel like these rooms all have very similar quality, so just know that even the lower placed ones have ended up there over minor stuff (but I still reduced the numbers by a lot, cus y'know, it's fun)

Only two of the requested WF rooms have made it through, and they're both here (and they're both rated fairly low by me), so let's cover them.

WALL02 is one that I frankly don't have too many thoughts on, because… yup, that sure is a room that would fit The Wall perfectly. This means that it has both the good and the bad parts of said subregion, so whether or not you'll like this room will mostly depend on how much you enjoy going to that place. And frankly, I'm not an enormous Wall fan. Sure, the climb can be decently fun at times, and I do enjoy the quick descents, but to me, these places still feel like a version of Rain World that is less interesting, but more frustrating. Yeah, that is kind of by design, since these areas are meant to be harder than normal, but I feel like I'm usually happy when they're over, and I have rather few cool memories from them, so yeah.

And now the even more controversial one… EDGE02. So what is it that I don't like about this one? It's simple - I don't like that it was wasted. It's such a weird decision from the devs to make the bridge between LttM and FP accessible not from this room, but from the less interesting, and less dynamic BRIDGE01. Now, players will only visit this place once, to pick up a Spearmaster broadcast, and never again. Sure, this isn't the fault of this room, but I feel like giving BRIDGE01 or BRIDGE02 the lower ratings would be the less fair alternatives, but that could just be me. But I will say that there's a bunch of great ideas present here, and I do acknowledge and appreciate them. It just sucks that the room ended up having such a low importance.

Pick Your Favorite Rain World Room, Day 194.2 R2

This is not single elimination! Every room with at least 15.0% vote will move on to the next round.

There is a hidden slugcat in one of the rooms (they can be in any color). If u can see it comment or reblog with where they are and if u are first, u get a cookie!

Credit for game screenshots goes to: Rain World Interactive Map, Rain World Wiki and me

Congratulations for day 193 winners!

[hannah-the-red-head]

A Third Submission to the Imagines Society”

(League of villains meets an Autistic child with a quirk that is the definition of too good for this world and then some)

You were a tiny thing when Twice, Toga and Magne stumbled across you at the park, staring intently at what looked like your shoes with your back turned.

Magne summarized that you were most likely around 5 or 6 years old based on the kindergarten uniform you wore, the adorable hat hanging on your back while your (h/l), (h/s) (h/c) was out and about. Usually, the tree would lose interest after a while and go about their merry way.

But there was something about you that made them stay, Toga’s curiosity getting the best of her as she skipped over to where you were on your knees, she then peeked over a shoulder to see you staring in awe at butterfly that was softly moving it’s wings while resting on the petals of a blossom planted in the nearby garden.

It was one that she had never seen before, well at least in real life, but the sandy blonde remembered that she had once seen it on the internet somewhere.

It was a monarch butterfly, and last she or anyone else knew, the species were hanging by a thread and close to extinction over the last 56 years. She had admit that the pictures were close to nothing compared to the real thing as Toga watched with starry eyes at how the orange colors splashed with black and white glowed in the sunlight.

Magne herself, followed by Twice then decided to follow toga’s lead when she began to giggle like an actual schoolgirl instead of the blood obsessed vampire they knew and loved. The two peeking at the sight of both you and Toga being the surprising perches of a collection of what looked to be more Monarch butterflies that seemingly appeared out of no where.

And one of them was perched right on the tip of Toga’s nose.

Meanwhile, you had taken notice that you had a butterfly watching buddy the second you felt her crouched down next to you, your glowing (e/c) eyes staring at her with curiosity before deciding that she was interesting enough for you to deem her harmless, despite not knowing the truth.

Because in your young and innocent head, anyone that appreciated butterflies as much as you did was a good person and/or possible friend in your book.

She looked at you when she felt your eyes on her and gave you a big smile, which from what you learned meant that she was happy. So that meant that she likes you too. You smiled widely back and a series of bright rainbow colored balls of light lifted themselves off your little form, your quirk creating more butterflies from them while your new friend’s eyes sparkled.

Your quirk was called Wonder, the specialist who gave it that name having been inspired by the same emotion felt after witnessing you use your quirk at first hand to bring a rat back to life after it had been killed by a mousetrap, and later on when they returned back to the room to see that it had been filled with butterflies flying beautifully above them.

Nowadays, you mainly used your quirk to create butterflies.

Why?

Because butterflies made you happy, they made you calm, they took your worries away... and watching them was akin to what your therapist at the orphanage called stimming, your hand movements if you easily became overwhelmed resembling a butterfly flapping it’s delicate wings.

You were also fond of anything that felt like the texture closest to what you thought butterfly wings looked. However, this obsession was also the reason why your were ostracized by the other children, ignored completely by them at the worst despite how hard the workers at the orphanage tried to explain what your condition was.

You didn’t understand why the workers had the need to get the other kids to like you, if you wanted friends, you’d get some yourself on your own.

And you never understood why you had to take speech therapy, wasn’t writing in your notebook enough? You hated loud noises, they scared away things, things that are... nice.

Things like butterflies and rats and rabbits and deer, which meant that you couldn’t appreciate them anymore if they left.

So, why was there a need to make noise or let alone talk? You could never control how loud your voice was anyways. You didn’t care about how sometimes you overheard the caretakers at the orphanage whispered things about how alien you acted.

Which led to where you were now, little you having completely forgotten that you were separated from the other children heading back towards the orphanage after school had finished when you eyes spotted a flower that looked familiar until your quirk manifested the butterfly.

They sounded as if you were broken as a human.

When in reality you weren’t, you weren’t broken and needed to be fixed. At first it made you believe those words, but the moments where your eyes caught onto anything relating to those paper thin wings that radiated with the colors of the rainbow, you’re mind went to an alternate world where those who spoke about your strangeness were nonexistent.

It was then that you remembered seeing the same flower from the picture book at your school, the pink and green flora being the type of chosen roost for the orange, white and black insect to rest on if they got tired.

You never knew how much time passed when you felt your new friend’s presence near you until you turned around silently to see a schoolgirl older than your smiling peacefully at your creation, who then smiled at you.

Smiles meant something good, right?

Your quirk activated instinctually, your subconscious telling you to make your friend happy again by creating more things that made her happy, like how butterflies made you happy. You watched as the manifested insects flew over to the girl and rested on her shoulders, two nestled on the wild hair of her twin buns and one on her nose, the sensation of it’s delicate wings tickling her skin bringing a giggle out of her.

You copied her, giggling as well as you knew that laughing is what friends did. The exchange between you two led to a pair of others appearing behind your friend, the both of them watching in awe at how gentle you were.

Meanwhile in their perspective, Twice and big sis Magne were in awe.

This was a side of Toga that the pair had never seen before, so their interest in you grew steadily as they approached you both, seeing that the number of butterflies had grown the closer the became, the same orbs of light appearing to change into other species before the skies above the park had clouds of multicolored wings flying above like a piece of artwork created by nature.

It felt like a blessing to witness a sight like this, a much desired peace accomplished after so many months of being on the run from heroes and the police.

Twice jumped up and began to comically twirl about among the flocks of winged bugs, his splitting personalities having been silenced by the Nirvana he felt surrounding him, only stopping when he heard a few giggles left your mouth while you tried to keep up with him and Toga’s free styling dances without a care in the world.

The four of you not caring that you were getting strange looks and even scowls from those who crossed your paths in order to get a better look at the butterflies conjured by your beautiful quirk.

By the time the sun had set, you and your new friends had collapsed onto the grass, laughing in between breaths from all the fun you shared in those hours of innocent fun.

And you were the one to give that sense of childhood purity of fun back to them without realizing it. In your mind, you were happy that you had finally made friends by yourself as with a kick of your short legs you sat up and turned to the one closest to you, a tall woman with sunglasses and short hair the other two called “Big Sis Mag”.

You poked her cheek and she turned her face towards yours. Taking a deep breath, you decided to try something new that you hadn’t done or were comfortable with.

You: (Yy...yourrr n....nnamme!).... (Your Name)!

It was hard at first, being silent for most of your childhood being the reason as to why you sounded like a newborn attempting to say their first word. But the pride you felt as you pointed to yourself when you said your name clearly on the second try was amazing.

“Big Sis’” eyebrows shot up in surprise, and you understood why she was shocked as the only noises you made were giggles and squeals.

You: (Your name)!.... B-big sissy... Mmmmmag! Fr...friends! T-t-too...Toga! Fri..ends! Twi...Twice! Friends!

All three had unknown expressions present while you gave them a wide toothy grin that you had never given anyone except for your mama.

Twice: I think I’m gonna cry.... No, I’m not! Grow a pair!

Twice cartoonishly wept through his mask, tears that would only exist within an Animé pouring from the eyes of his black and grey mask before stopping almost immediately, his face changing to that of a stoic man drawn in comic books.

Toga just smiled at Twice, before a weak tug on her cardigan pulled her attentions to you, your arms held out wide and with an excited glow to you. You always remembered the warmth your mother’s hugs were growing up, how safe and loved you felt when your adorable self tackled her leg in a weak koala hug before she pulled you into her own arms.

Toga: Oh does (y/n)-chan want a hug?

You nodded and tackled the blonde, arms wrapped around her neck with you cheek pressed against hers, something your mother called “cuddle bumps” as you hated it when someone kissed you.

You: C-cu-cuddle bu-bumps!

Twice: I want cuddle bumps! No, I don’t that’s weird!

You nuzzled your cheek against hers, the teenage girl internally squealing and hugging you back as she was overcome with a sense of some maternal need to protect you and the light your little self emanated, both figuratively and literally as your quirk caused you to glow a warm pink color.

Toga playfully stuck out her tongue towards him, when an idea came to her.

—————

Shigaraki: And the most logical thing that you could ever think of in that moment.... was to bring this brat home?!

Toga’s cheeks puffed up as she hugged your little form from behind while you fiddled with your quirk, a manifested butterfly perched in the palm of your hand. You loved the feeling of your big sister’s soft cardigan as she hugged you.

Toga: Of course, Shiggy! I mean they’re an orphan left behind by those “caretakers”, we even waited to see if anyone would come looking.

Twice: Yeah, it was so nerve wracking! I was bored beyond belief....

Shigaraki let out an aggravated sigh, knowing that you had wormed your way into the hearts of the most in the league, Dabi being the first to cave when you used your quirk to soothe the pain in his burnt skin. He didn’t know why, but the fire quirk user’s eyes softened when you gazed up at his skin and your smile faded, a look of genuine worry that he possibly never experienced in some time as your tiny hand went up to hold his hand with the both of yours.

The rest of the already shocked league watching as an aura glowed from your small form, the glow then moving up your arms and finally covering Dabi in the glow before then pulling away into orbs that popped like soap bubbles filled with fireflies.

Dabi reacted in a way that not even he could describe as all the unbearable burning pain his scars brought him disappeared, a strange surge of.... calm washed over him.

It was the kind of calm that one would feel when a powerful storm dissipates, allowing the warm sun to bathe the earth once again. 

And it was the type of calm that brought a heavy exhale out of Dabi, almost as if he had finally learned to breathe, tears falling down his cheeks and startling him, a hand shooting up to touch his wet face and pulling it away to see what was falling from his eyes.

This... made the tears fall harder.

Dabi had long forgotten what it felt like to cry actual salt water tears instead of blood. A relieved upwards tilt pulled at his lips as he fell to his knees before you, no words exchanged, just glances and a gentle grip of your joined hands.

You: No pain?

Your concern overweighed your struggling speech, your free hand raising up to hover next to his cheek. He chuckled softly, allowing you to place your hands onto his face.

Dabi: No pain. All better.

Your quirk was befitting for such a gentle, caring and kind being as you.

To put it simply, you could restore a person’s injuries, negative outlook on life due to traumatic experiences, and even their lost sense of morality via through your touch, being in your presence, or even by witnessing your creations first hand.

This was your power, a quirk that purified the evil living within this cruel world.

You could literally restore a person or persons lost sense of morality, your quirk changing a sociopathic killer into a saint seeking redemption just by spending an hour with you. 

Your quirk also allowed you to heal any kind of wound or cure any illness, it could even replace missing limbs and the like as long as you kept your focus.

And it was meant to be protected.

Which is why you were taken into the protection of the league of villains, the only group of people who were the first to actually care for you after your mama’s passing, and didn’t speak badly of you or your condition.

Because they didn’t mind that you were autistic, they didn’t see you as broken or wrong. How did you know that they didn’t ostracize you?

They told you.

Twice: You, broken? Ha, that’s fresh! At least you don’t have more than one voice in your head...

Toga: My quirk needs me to drink the blood of the person i’m going to transform into in order for it to work, and because of that, I was pushed away by everyone for how creepy it made me look.

Magne: Anyone would be proud to call you their kid with a drop of a hat. So what if your special needs, it doesn’t make you any less human, sweetie.

Dabi didn’t say anything when you asked, in your broken speech, if you were broken. Instead, he just ruffled your hair and let you wear his jacket all day.

Compress: This world is filled with imperfections, but who is to say that imperfections are ugly and unwanted. To me, imperfections are where true beauty lies as it shows that despite their flaws, they try again and again to make themselves better.

Spinner: Kid, I am a walking talking lizard with pink hair and a desire to follow Stain’s path to create a society where only those who embody the traits of true heroes like All Might are allowed to become heroes.

You didn’t know how to react as he continued.

Spinner: If anything, you are the most normal out of all of us, so don’t go hating on yourself because you’re brain is wired differently. You’re perfect just the way you are.

Magne: Aww, that’s so sweet of you to say, Spinner!

Spinner: BIG SIS MAGNE?!?! HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN THERE?!

Toga: Enough to know that you give the best pep talks!~

[free-pool-trash]

disappointment - peter maximoff

i’ve yet again lost my ability to write :D anyway here you go lovelies <3 idek know what this is tbh i just had to post something (it’s not good im sorry I seriously hate this omg anyway im going)

word count: 2k

warnings: senseless angst, WandaVision spoilers, swearing

comments are appreciated <3

masterlist

“Are you nervous about the mission tomorrow? ‘Cus I am.” Peter’s voice sounded beside your ear. His head was tucked between your neck and shoulder while his chest was pressed flush against your back, his arms wound tightly around your middle.

With a tired yawn, you rubbed your boyfriend’s forearm soothingly. It was late and you were half asleep but you’d been dating Peter long enough to know that he could never sleep if there was something on his mind. “You’re not even going on the mission tomorrow, baby. Why’re you nervous?” You lazily played with his fingers, stopping them from anxiously drumming against your stomach, as you slurred your words sleepily.

Peter let out a heavy sigh and hid his face against your neck, pecking the skin softly with his lips as he did, “I’m not going, but you are. M’worried about you…”

His confession caused your eyes to flutter open.

Peter Maximoff had the biggest heart of anyone you’ve ever met. He loved hard but he worried harder. So when you heard the slight shake in his raspy voice, you twisted in his grip to face him.

His lips were turned downwards, as were his eyes as he avoided your gaze.

“Pete…” You whispered, moving your arms to wrap around his neck. “I’m gonna be okay. Raven and Charles will be with me the whole time, we’ll be in and out. I promise.” You pressed your lips against his quickly before pulling away to look at him, his brown eyes finally meeting yours, his hands holding you tightly against him still.

“I just don’t get why Charles won’t let me come.” He complained with a childish pout.

You let out a quiet laugh before tugging Peter’s head down slightly so his forehead could rest against yours, “We really need this mutant on our side, Pete. Charles insisted that only X-Men with the “powers of persuasion” are going.” You explained, making air quotes despite the fact he couldn’t see them.

With another light kiss you continued, “And hey, what’s the worst that can happen?”

Peter scoffed at that, scrunching his nose up in distaste, “He could blast the only woman I’ve ever loved into a different dimension.” He grumbled, rubbing his nose against yours.

His worry wasn’t exactly misplaced. There’d been a group of mutants on a warpath lately, one of the group slightly friendlier than the others, albeit, still highly malicious. The man in question had the ability to open portals to other realities, and he’d been using said ability to get rid of anyone who stood in his way.

Charles thought he’d be an asset, Raven thought he should be taken out of the picture and you thought the man was more than just a lackey, like he let on.

So Peter, as much as he liked to overthink, was definitely onto something. There was a huge possibility that, if anyone was going to get blasted into another reality on tomorrow’s mission, it was probably going to be you.

Your mutation was mind control, you could make anyone do anything just by saying the words. Charles’ tactic was to try persuade the mutant and if that failed, yourself and Raven would be brought in to manipulate his decision.

“That won’t happen.” You tried to reassure him, letting your hands run through his hair but Peter remained on edge.

“But what if-“ He started but you cut him off with a gentle tug on his silver hair.

“No buts. I’m gonna go on this mission, it’s gonna be a pain in the ass but it’s gonna be fine. I’m going to come home with not even a scratch on me. Then I’ll find you and you’ll kiss me and welcome me home like you always do.” You rattled off the usual post-mission routine with a fond smile across your lips.

Peter let out a defeated sigh, a smile of his own beginning to form as you placed lazy kisses against his jaw.

“Fine. I believe you. But if you don’t come back I’m gonna be seriously pissed.” He jostled your body, chuckling happily when you let out an airy giggle against his neck. “Don’t go getting any ideas, sweetheart. Even going to a different reality won’t get rid of me.”

You continued placing short kisses against his neck and jaw until you worked your way back up to his pink lips, you ghosted over them with your own, only barely pressing them down and pulling a whine from Peter when you pulled away to look at him with a teasing grin.

“So say your lovely girlfriend does get sent to an alternate reality… would you follow?” Within a second of your question, Peter had flipped your positions so that your back was against the mattress and the man in question was hovering on top of you with a cheeky grin.

“Sweet cheeks, I’d follow you anywhere.” He told you and you giggled at the stupid pet name before pulling him down to kiss you.

Your eyes fluttering shut as you murmured against his lips, “I love you, idiot.”

Softly, Peter tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

“I love you too.

*

It was safe to say that the mission was a complete failure. As you’d thought, the mutant Charles wanted to befriend turned out to have plans of his own, one of those plans being to throw you head first into a different dimension, apparently.

As much as it pained you to admit; Peter was right.

Fuck, he was probably going out of his mind with worry. You kicked yourself internally, not believing that you’d actually been careless enough to get caught out by the burly mutant. Not that it was entirely your fault, now that you thought about it actually, it was pretty much entirely Charles’ fault for doing his usual; not listening to you. You warned him it wouldn’t work, yet he sent you in anyway. If he didn’t find a way to get you home soon you’d… well, you weren’t really sure what you’d do. Probably find Peter and tell him you love him then go kick Charles’ ass.

Dreams of giving your professor the biggest telling off of his life came to a crashing halt when you took in your new surroundings. It seemed you’d been regurgated out in the middle of some run down town, if you didn’t know any better you would’ve thought you were still in your own reality, but unfortunately, you did know better.

There was something wrong, or if not already, something was about to go very wrong in the little town. You could feel it. Someone very powerful was about to lose control of themselves. You couldn’t exactly tell the future but you had something of a disaster radar that told you when shit was about to hit the fan.

With nothing else to do, you decided to follow the feeling as it led you to a red car.

Noticing a woman in the driver’s seat, you approached cautiously. When she noticed you walking towards her she rolled down the passenger side window, looking at you with a questioning gaze.

“Sorry to intrude,” You told her genuinely, “It’s just I thought that maybe someone needed help.” You bet around the bush slightly, you knew it was the redhead in front of you that needed help but it wasn’t in your nature to use your powers to demand someone to spill their souls to you.

When her eyes lit up red, you didn’t startle. The feeling of someone poking around your thoughts wasn’t a new sensation to you, Charles seldom knew when to mind his own business, so the fact that the woman before you was reading your mind hardly phased you.

“I’ve got abilities too.” You told her with a small smile before going on, her eyes back to normal and her form more relaxed.

She nodded in understanding, “You’re very far from home, no?” Her tone was sympathetic and you let out a humourless laugh.

“That might be an understatement. Pretty morbid thinking I’ll probably never find my way home.” It was only when you spoke the words that it really hit you that the chances of returning home were slim to none. You’d probably never see the love of your life again, you’d probably have to wave goodbye to any possibility of having a future with your speedster.

Catching onto your miserable train of thought, Wanda leaned over and opened the passenger door for you, motioning for you to get in. Gratefully, you took the stranger up on her offer.

“I’ve lost everything too.” She confessed and you weren’t sure why but you felt the need to comfort her, once again following your instincts, you squeezed her hand and to your surprise, she reciprocated the action.

“My name is Wanda, by the way.” She introduced herself and you responded with a kind smile.

“I’m Y/n. It’s nice to meet you.”

With a deep breath, Wanda squeezed your hand one last time, then turned to face you. “I have to do something. Will you wait here until I come back? I believe we could be of some help to each other.”

“Of course. Take your time, I’ll wait for as long as you need.” You promised her. Watching as she took another shaky breath and got out of the car and made her way towards the foundation of a house.

After about a minute, Wanda fell to her knees. And then you saw nothing but scarlet.

*

Life in WestView was good. Sure, there were some holes in your memory, but other than that, things were good.

You had a nice house, right next to Wanda’s, your hair seemed to style itself most of the time and the nightmares that plagued you were hardly ever your own. Things were fine.

Being blissfully ignorant was good enough for you for a number of days, until a familiar face caused all of your hopes of living happily unaware to crumble to the ground.

You’d been over at Wanda and Visions house for dinner when he’d knocked on the door. Standing on Wanda’s front porch was the one and only, Peter Maximoff. Your Peter. The person you loved the most and your ticket home.

The second his brown eyes locked on yours you’d been so sure. You would’ve bet your life that the person playing Wanda’s twin was Peter.

Perhaps your fatal flaw was wishful thinking as the hope of your love coming to rescue you, however romantic, was naive.

It hit you like a freight train, that realisation. You were truly and completely alone, for when WestView fell it took all of your hope with it.

He wasn’t Peter and he never had been. Sure, he had his face, his body, his personality and even his superspeed… but he wasn’t him.

When you’d uncovered his true identity with Monica, a part of you shattered on the spot. A familiar, decolate feeling washed over you in the moment and you weren’t sure if you’d even bother to carry on.

It was the kind of gut wrenching feeling of being so disappointed to the point where it physically hurt. It was the pain of truly accepting that he hadn’t actually followed you into another reality, that maybe your love wasn’t strong enough to warrent a visit to another reality and it was the pain of knowing that his life would go on without you.

The X-Men would encourage him to move on and, you had a fair idea of how it would go, he’d fight them relentlessly but eventually he’d cave, he’d let Jean set him up on a date and then he’d go from there, however reluctantly.

And you? You’d simply be a name lost in time. The one they think about, from time to time. You’d be spared nothing more than, “I wonder how she’s doing’ or ‘whatever happened to that girl? Remember the one?”, but life would go on without you.

That sting, you knew, would never leave you. As hope was dangerous and unreliable and painful you made yourself a promise, you wouldn’t hold out for a knight in shining armour to come rescue you. All you could do now was find a way to live. By yourself.

PART 2

[soobasaur]

jisung finding out you’re a vampire au

i promise you don’t have to be afraid, i’ll wait

han!jisung x gender!neutral reader

humans x vampire alternate universe warnings: mentions of blood genre: a little angst if you squint, fluff

a/n: i just finished watching the anime seraph of the end (the first part) and now my head is clouded with vampires x humans so here you go :’)

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ok you didn’t mean for jisung to find out right away, like of course you were gonna tell him

but as the days went on you just kept telling yourself “i’ll do it tomr” but you couldn’t bring it up

and so almost a whole year passed before it was out

jisung was staying over at your place, and for once in his life, went to bed earlier then you

and you were starving but you couldn’t drink blood in front of your boyfriend jsdkkd

you’ve never had human blood before, only animal ones, just the thought of it irked you but you knew you’d have to give it a try one day

and since jisung never cooked he had never even really opened your fridge, if he had and looked past the vegetables he would see the bags of blood you kept

being vampire, you could eat human food it just didn’t bring you any enjoyment

you could only taste a few of them, and they never made you full

you usually ended throwing up afterwards

that didn’t stop you from going on food dates with jisung tho <3

ಠ_ಠ the things you do for that man

anyways, you thought jisung was asleep so you dug through your fridge for a bag of blood, you were pretty sure you had one cow one left

you sighed in relief as soon as you punctured the plastic bag with your teeth, usually you’d use a straw if you were feeling up to being neat

but you were too hungry so you slurped that shit up and turned to using your phone

you had your headphones in so you didn’t hear the patter of footsteps coming near you

you did hear a gasp and a glass cup shatter though, and when you looked up you saw the culprit jisung standing in a circle of glass shards with his mouth open wide at you

you quickly put the bag down and put your hands up

“jisung? don’t move let me grab a broom—,”

you rushed to the closet and brought out the broom, only to find jisung sitting at the table examining the blood bag

you were gonna ask him to put it down, but thought better of it and knelt down to clean up the shards

you walked back to jisung only to notice his ankle bleeding a little, but he hadn’t noticed cus he was too fixated on the blood bag

“fuck you’re bleeding!” you rushed off, again, to grab a first aid kid and pulled out guaze

but jisung was just staring at you and took it from you, bending down to deal with it himself

you still wanted to help so you opened a bandaid and went to place it but jisung flinched his leg away

which made you freeze in place as he opened a new one and did it himself, leaving you to get up and throw away the the packaging

“jisung, can we talk?” you mumbled, sitting across from him as to not scare him anymore then you already have “i’m still the same y/n as i was a day ago—,”

“were you just never gonna tell me?” he interrupted, pushing the bag back towards you, “or were you just gonna pretend for who knows how long?”

“of course i was gonna tell you-

“it’s been a year y/n.” he deadpanned

“i,,,i wasn’t ready, what more can i say?”

you had been terrified to tell him in fear of pushing him away, but seeing him flinch away from you just now fueled your insecurities

“sung, are you scared of me?” you asked. your voice quiet as all your confidence was slowly leaving you

“i thought i was, but you’re right it’s just you so i have nothing to be scared of. i’m just sad you didn’t tell me sooner, do you not trust me?” you couldn’t ignore the frown forming on his face

“of course i do, i guess i was scared of you and and how you’d leave me after you found out,”

you put your head down on the table in defeat and heard the chair legs screech as it was pushed back, and a pair of approaching footsteps make their way to your side

you felt jisung’s hand gently tap your shoulder, leading you to look up at him

“i’d never leave you, vampire or not.” he assured, raking his hands through your hair

after that it was smooth sailing for the most part

you guys talked for an hour or two about what he could do to make it easier for you both

jisung was devastated when he found out you couldn’t even taste most of the foods he took you out for

“does that mean you pretended when i cooked you a meal? y/n !!! at least you can’t taste my bad cooking...”

he did have a lot of questions though

“can you fly??”

“no sung, though that would be really cool-,”

“what about a bat? can you turn into one??”

*sigh* “nope.”

“can you control minds??”

“fuck i wish i could.”

“can you drink the color red?”

“..isn’t that from adventure time?”

(;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`) apart from him asking little things like that he was chill with it

except that one time you guys went grocery shopping and he chucked a garlic at you, confused as to why you didn’t cry in pain

and when you went over to his place and just walked inside, jisung pestering you on how you didn’t ask for permission and wasn’t that against the rules

and don’t you get started on the fucking sun

(┛◉Д◉)┛彡┻━┻

jisung insisted he bring an umbrella whenever the two of you went out but you kept reassuring him the sun didn’t burn off your skin, just felt like a pinch to it sometimes!

it was really cute though about how much he cared v(=∩_∩=)ﾌ

(•̀ᴗ•́)و making fun of inaccuracies in twilight with him was a blast was one of you new favorite hobbies

you guys went on new dates together, you introduced him to restaurants that catered to vampires and had him try the foods you could actually taste

“so you can’t taste fried chicken, but you can taste lamb skewers?? make it make sense-!”

you let him look at your collection of blood bags and had to stop him from trying it

“it won’t taste the same as it does to me-,”

“but i wanna know how cow blood tastes like! you tried my cooking let me try your-,”

and fangs

jisung loved looking at your fangs, he thought it was cool how you could retract them on will

he made you feel more confident about them :’)

he would gently touch his fingers against them and ask you to kiss you with them out, ignoring your protests of hurting him

turns out he was okay with a little blood on his lips

jisung biting kink confirmed?/$:&

overall he was super sweet about it, and didn’t change how he treated you unless it was concerning your health

he was in love with you, vampire or not

thank you for reading ⁂